I'm Katie O'Connor and I am, among other things, a writer of romance and erotica. I live in the Great White North, Canada.
I love playing with words. I blog about any thing and everything that pops into my head.
Someday I want to publish a mixed genre novel. It is going to be an erotic, shape shifter, vampire, steampunk, sci-fi, murder mystery, adventure, romantic, western, historical thriller. It will be my biography.
Warning: On occasion I post things of an adult nature.
close to Valentine’s Day Malin Eckert’s flower shop is entering their busiest
season. As if the added work isn’t enough, her father’s drinking has spiraled
out of control and Mal discovers she’s been named guardian of a
fifteen-year-old sibling she never knew about. To make matters worse, Mal’s
crushing on a customer, a serial dater who drops by the shop with alarming
regularity to send flowers to other women.
Sims never had the best luck with women, a fact that doesn’t stop his growing
attraction to his florist. His new business is losing money and he should be
concentrating on that, but instead finds Mal an enticing distraction.
spite of her best intentions to keep Gunnar firmly in the friend zone, Mal
finds herself falling for the classically handsome gym owner. As her affection
for Gunnar and her sister, Gabriella, grows, Mal’s heart hangs in the balance
when it appears both could be taken away from her.
Warning: Hard bodies, spoiled princesses, and a levelheaded woman who know how
to smell the roses.
Malin squinted her
eyes at him. “I beg your pardon?”
Gunnar had seen that
look on his sister’s face enough times to know he’d said the wrong thing. But
the way the society bitch had treated the shopkeeper rankled him. “What the
hell is her problem? Who does the old broad think she is?”
Aubrey-Smith is the customer. That means she is always right. She knows it and
doesn’t hold back making sure I know, too. I’m used to her ways.” Malin crossed
her arms and rested her hip against the counter.
Aubrey-Smith? He knew
that name. He’d had an interest in Ashleigh, the old bat’s daughter. Until he’d
learned she was engaged. Ashleigh’s promise to another man apparently wasn’t
enough to keep her from flirting with every other male in sight. Thankfully,
he’d dodged that bullet. He shook his head, then turned his attention back to
He liked the way
Malin looked at him. Even when she was angry. Her ice blue, almond-shaped eyes,
fringed with thick black eyelashes, were direct and curious, as if she’d found
a new specimen of flower that required closer examination. As he stared at her,
she reached up and tucked her chin-length white-blond hair behind her ear. How
the hell had he not realized before how pretty she was?
Malin possessed the
peaches-and-cream complexion many of his female relatives shared. Her skin was
flawless except for the angry red scratch just below the apple of her cheek.
He’d be willing to bet if he touched her face, he’d feel satin. He tucked his
hand into his pocket, a paltry effort to curb the urge. Touching someone the
way he wanted to touch her went beyond being just friends. And he’d like this
woman as a friend. For now. It was entirely possible that sentiment would
evolve if his body’s reaction could be trusted.
Gunnar shifted his
weight onto one leg, bumping his knee against the wooden panel of the cash
wrap. “Being the customer is no excuse for bad manners. And she could win a
gold medal in the Bad Manners Olympics. That witch owes you an apology.”
Malin’s fast grin
dazzled him. “Can I tell you something? She was on her best behavior today, but
you should have kept your mouth shut. I had her eating out of my hand until you
“I suppose if your
hand was her lunch maybe. It didn’t look like it was under control to me. I was
trying to help.”
“You failed miserably,
buttercup. But, no harm, no foul. I got what I wanted in the end. I proposed
the alternative bouquet to the bride months ago, and she loved it. But Mama
vetoed it because it wasn’t her original idea.”
well, two could play that game. “I thought mentioning Princess Di’s wedding
shoes was a stroke of genius, Daisy Mae.”
She tipped her head
back and laughed. A shot of lust speared lodged just south of his belt buckle.
He shifted to ease the sudden constriction in his trousers.
“I have moments of
brilliance, and the shoes were just one of them.” She fiddled with the strings
of her apron, but her eyes remained on his face. “What’s up? How can I help you
Damn, talk about a
loaded question. For the life of him, he could only think of one way she could
help him. He gave a mental groan and focused. “Um…I need a dozen roses. Do you
have any in orange?”
I have to say that I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. And I am lucky that I was selected. I'm not going to go into plot details and ruin the story. I just want to say that Brocato has a gift for words. She paints a lovely, emotion filled picture that moved me. I felt the emotions of every character. She led me on a up and down ride. Her characters are real and vividly described. The story is realistic. Tons of romance, some heat and a touch of humor make this a lovely read. I will be reading it again.You're going to love the story of Gunnar and Mal. I know I did!
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Gemma's favorite desk accessories for many years were a
circular wooden token, better known as a 'round tuit,' and a slip of paper from
a fortune cookie proclaiming her a lover of words; some day she'd write a book.
All it took was a transfer to the United Kingdom, the lovely English
springtime, and a huge dose of homesickness to write her first novel. Once it
was completed and sent off with a kiss, even the rejections addressed to 'Dear
Author' were gratifying.
After returning to America, she spent a number of years as
a copywriter, dedicating her skills to making insurance and the agents who sell
them sound sexy. Eventually, her full-time job as a writer interfered with her
desire to be a writer full-time and she left the world of financial products
behind to pursue a career as a romance author.
Gemma focuses mainly on contemporary romance, with an
occasional detour into science fiction romance. Her titles are available in
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