'Oh-So-Sexy Someone' Beneath Your Christmas Tree. Renee Vincent's, The Temperate Warrior.

 We’re starting to get down to the nitty-gritty. Only ten days left until Christmas! Welcome to A Writer’s Mind’s, third annual WHAT EVERY WOMAN WANTS BENEATH HER CHRISTMAS TREE BLOG EVENT. Popping in for the first time? If so, then you've arrived just in time! This event is in full swing. So cozy in with your favorite cuppa and spend a bit of your holiday with amazing author, Renee Vincent.

YULETIDE NOTE: I encourage you to leave a comment for a chance to win each featured author's given prize (Include email addy). Their individual winners will be announced in a comment after their post. In addition, be sure to enter the Rafflecopter provided after each post as often as you like for a chance to win the grand prize, three $30 Amazon Gift Cards, 12+ ebooks and over six print novels. Three winners drawn and announced December 26th, 2012. Click on 'Ready to be Served?' at the top of this blog to find the itinerary.

Today, it’s my pleasure to welcome back friend and talented author, Renee Vincent. I just love to hear exactly what she wants beneath her Christmas tree because he’s always sexy gorgeous! *grins* Renee is graciously giving away her ENTIRE Emerald Isle Trilogy in eBook format to one lucky commenter. Read on to learn more about this fabulous giveaway.

Let’s hear from Renee…

What every woman wants to find under her Christmas tree…

Every year it seems to get more difficult to answer this question. Last year, if you recall, I wanted Gerard Butler dressed in nothing but his crimson cape and cod piece from 300 (six-pack abs included of course) singing to me in his beautiful Phantom of the Opera baritone voice, “I am your angel of good news” while holding a rolled newspaper in his hand which claims Renee Vincent is the next New York Times Best Selling Author!

Oh, what a memory…

This year, I must admit I direly crave the same. But that wouldn’t make for a unique post, now would it?


So, I got to thinking (after I forced Mr. Gerard Butler out of my head) and realized that as a forty-year old wife and mother of two I already have everything I could ever hope for. I have a husband who dearly loves and supports my busy and successful career, I have two beautiful girls who bring joy and pride to my life every day of my life, and I have a plethora of romance fans and author friends who continue to read and promote my work. What more could an author ask for?

Think Renee…you can do this.

I’ve got it! How about Chris Hemsworth, my muse for Gustaf, the hero of my new paranormal Viking romance THE TEMPERATE WARRIOR, (sporting his charming boy-next-door smile and sexy Aussie accent, outfitted in his sleeveless Thor attire, of course) sitting beneath my tree with a cup of Starbucks café mocha, shot of vanilla and extra whipped cream, waiting to whisk me away on a special trip to his heavenly Valhalla?

That’s too much to ask, you say?

Fine. Then make it easy on yourself and leave out the coffee. I’m flexible. Besides, by the time you read this, I probably will have had two cups of coffee already. So, let’s just leave out the caffeine all together. I’ll be jittery enough in Mr. Hemsworth’s presence as it is.

*Sky Purington rolls her eyes (just like last year) and rubs the stress from her furrowed brow*

Sorry, Sky, it’s all I got. I know it may seem far-fetched of me to wish for such a thing, but daggone it, haven’t we been told since we were very little to always dream big? As far as I can tell, it doesn’t get much bigger than THE Norse god of thunder!

*Sky stands corrected, it seems, and gives the gesture to carry on*

Thank you, Sky. And now for the fun stuff!

Anyone who comments on this post (with their email addy) and tells me what they wish for this Christmas season will be eligible to win an ebook copy of the entire Emerald Isle Trilogy: Ræliksen (book 1), Mac Liam (book 2), and The Fall of Rain (book 3). Winner’s choice on format. I will also include personalized autographs for each book through Authorgraph.com (since the books are in digital form.)

*If you do not have a free account through Authorgraph.com, no worries. I will produce those autographs through the site and send them to you as PDF files to print out or save.

Thanks for hanging out with me today and I hope each and every one of you has a blessed and safe Christmas!

Oh I almost forgot to mention! My hot, new historical romance is now available for purchase in many digital formats for your convenience. (Print is coming soon.)

I hope you enjoy!

Sky here. Renee, sweetie, you absolutely crack me up! Quite honestly, I think (and I’m sure everyone agrees) that BOTH who you wanted beneath your tree last year AND this year are more than acceptable! Why wish for one when both are so super hot??? Thank you so much for joining me again this year, Renee. You always put a smile on my face. Wishing you and yours a wonderful holiday season!

The Temperate Warrior
Book One of the Warrior Sagas
(December 2012)
Turquoise Morning Press
ISBN (Ebook): 9781622370924
Purchase Now At:
Kindle | Nook | Turquoise Morning Press

He was her champion. She was his weakness.
Together, they loved with wild abandon.

Blurb:

Gustaf Ræliksen lives by the blade of his sword. After avenging his father’s murder and reuniting with his family, he wants nothing more than to settle down and have sons of his own. Only one woman will do—a fiery redhead he saved from the spoils of war.

No longer forced to warm the beds of the men who've taken everything from her, Æsa has nothing to offer the noble warrior but her heart.

When someone with a deep score to settle seeks revenge upon her, Gustaf's world is torn asunder. He has but one vow—saving the woman he loves from the ignorant fool who dared to best the temperate warrior.

Excerpt:

“Dying a thousand deaths in my head to protect you is better than losing you one time in the flesh. I would never recover if I let anything happened to you.”

His voice was devoid of emotion, monotone as he laid open his heart for her. Most would think he was just being aloof, uncaring as he rattled off sentimental words in an impersonal way. But Æsa knew better. He was not only bearing his soul to her, but doing so the only way he knew how; by occupying his mind and body with a simple task so his heart couldn’t entertain the idea of failure.
Moved by his words, she stood and made haste to join him on the hide. Dropping to her knees, she laid her hands atop his wrists, impeding his progress with the knife. His eyes met hers and they stared at one another.

Long, heartfelt seconds ticked by as she absorbed the magnitude of his pain. She plucked the tools from his hands and set them at his feet. “I am so sorry for bringing this burden upon you.” Gustaf opened his mouth for rebuttal, but she pressed her finger to his lips, feeding his words back to him. “Yesterday, you were without burden, at peace knowing you had fulfilled your duty as a loyal son.

Ready to start your life anew…remember?”

He closed his eyes as if forcing himself to hear her and wait his turn.

“And now, I have thwarted your future happiness with a dark past that follows me everywhere I go. You can deny all you want what I used to be and pretend that I am a woman of worth if it makes it easier for you to accept my shame. But I know what I used to be and I will not let you add me to the list of things you will punish yourself for should you fail. I am not worth it. I am not worth any man’s grief. Or death,” she added.

Slowly, Gustaf opened his eyes and stared at her. His lips drew a straight line across his face. He removed her finger from his mouth and held her wrist in a tight grasp. “May I speak?”

Æsa nodded, steeling herself for the tongue-lashing she knew would follow. He took his time replying, which was worse than having him berate her on the spot. The look in his eyes foretold of his disappointment, and his quiet reserve prefaced the exceptional temperance this man was capable of.

“I shall do my best to make myself clear,” he began, his eyes never leaving hers. “We all have a past and oftentimes we have an unfortunate moment in our existence we would rather erase from our memories. But it matters not what we have failed to do, but what we succeed in doing from those failed moments onward. In my past, I have failed to protect my family, as I am the only one left, save for my nephews on Inis Mór. While their deaths, brought about by various regrettable circumstances, were not a direct cause of my own negligence, the burden is still the same. Like you, I face that demon every day of my life.

“That being said, our demons do not become us. They are not the bones and flesh of our bodies, nor the substance of our hearts. They are recollections of what used to be and what is no longer. Your demon—or your previous life as a whore, as you like to beat upon my brow—is not who you are inside. Your worth is diminished only by the demon you place across your shoulders like a royal cloak. Divest yourself of that, my dearest Æsa, and you will understand the depths of my love and the extent to which I will go to protect you. Gladly protect you,” he reiterated. “Until then, you will just have to take my word for it.”

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