New book trailer for the highly anticipated Hot Shade by Tamara Lush!!!

Wow! Just One More Page did a great job in featuring Hot Shade! Thank you xoxo

Just One More Page


Hot Shade by Tamara Lush

Release Date: September 30, 2015


Romance is the last thing on reporter Skylar Shaw’s mind when she covers a plane crash on a Florida beach. Her best source could be a mysterious Italian man, but he’s strictly off the record—unless it involves indulging their electrifying attraction to each other. Little does Skylar know, but that crash is only the beginning. 

Luca Rossi is hiding a big secret: He’s a journalist, too, and his anonymous exposé on the Mafia destroyed his world. Now, after two lonely years on the run, he will do anything to possess this vulnerable American beauty. But Skylar is as relentless as the Florida glare, and the situation ignites when she reports on a gruesome murder in a swamp. Soon erotic nights will bleed into dangerous days, and nowhere will be safe from the heat.

EXCERPT (from chapter one)

She grinned…

View original post 921 more words

Gorgeous Graphics

I wanted to share two teaser quotes from my upcoming release, HOT SHADE. Aren’t they gorgeous? The wonderful artist at Bookin’ It Designs made them. I’m so thrilled with how they came out. Feel free to download and share on social media! And if you’d like to order the book, click here for the Amazon Pre-Order site:

collectorcard-2.5inx3.5in-h-front TL_BK_Front_web


Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday 8/30/15


It’s the weekend, and that means it’s time for Weekend Writing Warriors, a blog hop for writers. Check out the site for more interesting snippets from all genres. Here’s a tiny excerpt from my novel, Hot Shade, a New Adult-Romantic Suspense which will be released by Boroughs Publishing Group on Sept. 30.

The kiss shocked Skylar. Slammed her senses. It was all blazing urgency, and it surprised her how soon she wanted to surrender to him. She shifted her head away from his. Her gaze drifted down and she was fascinated by the hard surface of Luca’s chest muscles against the softness of the water that surrounded them.

Trying to catch her breath, she licked her lips. Guilt over kissing a potential source stung her sensible journalist self.

“You’re not going to answer my question, are you?” she whispered.

With half-lidded eyes, he shook his head slowly and kissed her again.

Want to pre-order Hot Shade? Click here. 


We Stand with WDBJ


This is a story I wish I didn’t have to write:

They were two young journalists, eager and hungry for a story, fulfilling their dreams of working in TV news.

Reporter Alison Parker, 24, and cameraman Adam Ward, 27, grew up in the Roanoke, Virginia, area and started their television careers there, becoming local celebrities in the process and finding love along the way.

I haven’t stopped thinking about these two journalists who were murdered on Wednesday. I’m not ashamed to say that I cried in my office when I read what Parker’s boyfriend, station anchor Chris Hurst, told the media in the hours after the shooting. I’m including it here because Hurst was the epitome of grace and class when talking about the incident, and his girlfriend.

“I don’t want to be away for very long. I don’t think Allison would want me to be away for very long. We have a lot more stories that we need to cover. There are always stories that are being uncovered and that’s our job. And Allison was very excited because yesterday she had just been able to secure a substantial interview and documentary process for a hospice series that she was going to try to execute and I hope that we’re able to take that and bring it to fruition.

She was so tireless in trying to build up this idea for a five-part series on hospice care. And was making great, great progress on being able to accomplish it, pretty much on her own. And had meetings for it yesterday and was very, very excited for that. So between that and where we were on vacation this past weekend on the Nantahala River in North Carolina, she today, I believe, was the happiest that I had ever seen her.

When I sent her in the car on her way to the station today, she was the happiest I’ve ever seen her. We made it a point whenever either of us was coming or going for work to text each other. I pleaded with her every single day to text me when she got to work safe, because it’s late at night and you’re driving by yourself. And she always did. The last thing she said to me was, ‘Goodnight sweet boy.’ And that’s the last thing I have from her.”


What happens when you have it all, then lose everything?

This is a concept I write about often for the AP.

Recently, I spoke with a Florida woman who bought her dream home during the real estate boom. Then she had to sell it in a short sale.

Tears still spring into Debbie Cooley-Guy’s eyes when she thinks about her dream home, with its wide, sweeping porch. It overlooked a bayou filled with wading birds, a glittering blue pool and the space for not only a 12-foot Christmas tree, but a grand piano as well.

She bought the home in a suburb west of Tampa for $637,000 in 2002. Seven years later, after the economy tanked, she sold it for less than she owed on her mortgage to avoid foreclosure. She recalls the black moment when she was still caring for the lawn but not living there. A falling branch knocked down an outdoor staircase railing.

“It made the house look so sad. I was so sad,” said Cooley-Guy, 60. “I drove away crying. I just didn’t think it was how the story would end with this house.”

Story here.

Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday 8/23/15


Wow, so it’s been a really amazing week for my book, with USA Today’s HEA blog featuring the excerpt and cover.

Here’s another small snippet from HOT SHADE, my upcoming book with Boroughs Publishing Group. This is part of the WeWriWa, a weekly blog hop. Check out the site for other great authors.

This ten-sentence selection from my book is part of the first chapter, when Luca and Skylar are getting acquainted following a plane crash. While having a glass of wine in the pool. As one does.

“Corruption and weird shit happens in Florida all the time. It’s what my editor and all the reporters at the paper say. Everyone tells me I’ll eventually witness it for myself or write about it if I stay in Florida long enough,” she said.

“Well, that’s something to look forward to.”

They both laughed. Luca was funny and handsome. She worried that her voice was too excited. Her laugh too eager. Her eyes too interested in what he had to say. Her weakness had always been men who told good stories and made her laugh.

Want to pre-order HOT SHADE? Amazon link here.


HOT SHADE Exclusive Cover Reveal! Happy Ever After-USA Today


Over the years, my journalism has been featured in USA Today. I actually worked there for a brief period many years ago as part of a Gannett program. That was back when I was at The Burlington Free Press. USA Today is where I met Joyce Lamb, who would later go on to curate the paper’s smart and wonderful Happy Ever After blog, focusing on all things romance.

Today, I’m on the paper’s website for a different reason: my book. I was thrilled when Joyce said she would run an exclusive cover reveal and excerpt of my debut novel, Hot Shade. It’s a huge honor to be in the ranks of the writers featured on HEA, and I’m eternally grateful to Joyce.

Check it out here.

To pre-order on my publisher’s website, go here.

Weekend Writing Warriors – 8/16/15


So here’s another excerpt from my upcoming book with Boroughs Publishing Group. This snippet is part of the WeWriWa, a weekly blog hop. Check out the site for other great authors. For more about my book, and a sexy video trailer, see below. Pre-order links coming soon!

This ten-sentence selection from my book, Hot Shade, is part of the first chapter. It’s where the hero, Luca, meets the heroine, Skylar. She’s a rookie reporter covering a plane crash on a Florida beach, and trying to wring information out of him. Unsuccessfully.

Skylar grinned and rummaged through her straw tote bag then handed him a business card. Plucking it from her fingers, Luca studied every inch of her face. Even the freckles on her nose were adorably sexy.

He glanced down and read her card aloud. “Skylar Shaw. The Palmira Post.”

She took a pen and notebook out of her bag. The pen’s end was frayed with bite marks. Luca arched an eyebrow. He longed to flirt but knew he shouldn’t, for all sorts of reasons.