Title: Mayday
Author: Olivia Dade
Publisher: Lyrical Shine
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Format: Ebook
Passion
Between The Stacks
Helen Murphy loves her
supportive family, her close-knit circle of friends, and her part-time job at
the library. What she doesn’t love: the fact that she’s a thirty-six-year-old
near-virgin who lives in her parents’ house. Eager to move out and reclaim her
independence at long last, she’s determined to get the library’s new Community
Outreach Coordinator position. Even if that means working side-by-side with the
one man she desperately wants to avoid–Niceville’s ambitious mayor Wes Ramirez,
who happens to be her only previous lover, and the source of her greatest
humiliation…
Wes needs to make up for
his disastrous one-night–actually, make that one-hour–stand with deliciously
nerdy librarian Helen. As they plan the city’s upcoming May Day celebrations
together, he’ll try to prove he can do better, in bed and out. It may take
every bit of his creativity and determination, but their budding romance has
already gone down in flames once . . . and he’ll be damned if he’ll let Helen
go a second time.
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While I was growing up, my
mother kept a stack of books hidden in her closet. She told me I couldn’t read
them. So, naturally, whenever she left me alone for any length of time, I took
them out and flipped through them. Those books raised quite a few questions in
my prepubescent brain. Namely: 1) Why were there so many
pirates? 2) Did women really get kidnapped that often? 3) Where did
all the throbbing come from? 4) What was a “manhood”?5) And why did the hero
and heroine seem overcome by images of waves and fireworks every few pages,
especially after an episode of mysterious throbbing in the hero’s manhood?
Thirty or so years later,
I have a few answers. 1) Because my mom apparently fancied pirates at that
time. Now she hoards romances involving cowboys and babies. If a book cover
features a shirtless man in a Stetson cradling an infant, her ovaries basically
explode and her credit card emerges. I have a similar reaction to romances
involving spinsters, governesses, and librarians. 2) Yes, at least in
romantic suspense novels. And it’s still gloriously dramatic.3) His manhood.
Also, her womanhood. 4) It’s his “hard length,” sometimes compared in
terms of rigidity to iron. I prefer to use other names for it in my own
writing. However, I am not picky when it comes to descriptions of iron-hard
lengths. At least in romances. 5) Because explaining how an orgasm feels
can prove difficult. Or maybe the couples all had sex on New Year’s Eve at
Cancun.
During those thirty years,
I accomplished a few things. I graduated from Wake Forest University and earned
my M.A. in American History from the University of Wisconsin-Madison. I worked
at a variety of jobs that required me to bury my bawdiness and potty mouth
under a demure exterior: costumed interpreter at Colonial Williamsburg, high
school teacher, and librarian. But I always, always read romances. Funny,
filthy, sweet—it didn’t matter. I loved them all.
Now I’m writing my own
romances with the encouragement of my husband and daughter. I found a kick-ass
agent: Jessica Alvarez from Bookends, LLC. I have my own stack of books in my
closet that I’d rather my daughter not read, at least not for a few years. I
can swear whenever I want, except around said daughter. And I get to spend all
day writing about love and iron-hard lengths.
So thank you, Mom, for
perving so hard on pirates during my childhood. I owe you.
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