Tuesday, 24 June 2014


We are pleased to present:

Jessica Moriarty appears to have it all—a successful career as an architect, a loyal group of friends, a gorgeous apartment, and an on-again-off-again affair with Boston's most eligible bachelor. Behind this “perfect life” fa├žade, Jessica hides the loss she feels over giving up her dream career as an artist, copes with a destructive relationship with her alcoholic mother, and struggles with heartbreak over a lost love.

Jacques Sinclair only needs his cameras, a backpack, and a good pair of walking shoes. A world-renowned photographer, he is a man without boundaries. Despite fame and fortune, he still yearns for the woman who shattered his heart when she vanished from his life five years ago.

A chance meeting brings Jacques and Jessica back together. Reunions aren't always planned or welcomed, but chemistry has a way of revealing what is denied. Ensnared in a web of sabotage and conspiracy—carefully constructed by people who want to control their lives—Jacques and Jessica struggle to trust each other, break free from the status quo, reclaim their love, and build a life of extraordinary possibility.

Amber Lea Easton is a multi-published fiction and nonfiction author. Smart is sexy, according to Easton, which is why she writes about strong female characters who have their flaws and challenges but ultimately persevere. She currently has six contemporary romance and romantic suspense novels out in the world: Kiss Me Slowly, Riptide, Reckless Endangerment, Anonymity, In Between, and Dancing Barefoot. Her memoir, Free Fall, is dedicated to suicide prevention, awareness, and helping others navigate the dark journey of grief.

In addition, Easton works as an editor, freelance journalist, and professional speaker. She speaks on subjects ranging from writing to widowhood. Some of her videos on romance writing have appeared on the international Writers & Authors television network. Current radio appearances are linked via her author website, http://www.amberleaeaston.com.

Easton currently lives with her two teenagers in the Colorado Rocky Mountains where she gives thanks daily for the gorgeous view outside her window. She finds inspiration from traveling, the people she meets, nature and life’s twists and turns. At the end of the day, as long as she's writing, she considers herself simply to be "a lucky lady liv'n the dream."

Easton also publishes under the name Dakota Skye who has one paranormal erotic romance, Blurred Lines, currently available and another, Deadly Decadence, due out in the fall of 2014

Amazon Author Page: viewAuthor.at/AmberLeaEaston

She stood on the threshold of the bookstore dodging patrons and pedestrians. Ten past seven. Regret sagged her knees. For the second time in her life, she labeled herself the Queen of Self-Sabotage. As if leaning against a fierce wind of remorse, she pushed the door open, and forced one foot in front of the other. 
“I’m looking for Jacques Sinclair.” She forced the words from a too-dry throat.   
“I’m sorry, you just missed him.” The employee didn’t look up from the stack of books she arranged on a table.  
Missed him.  She nodded without truly understanding how she could have undermined herself like this. Again. “He’s really gone then?”
The girl worked as if she hadn’t spoken, head down, oblivious.  
Her gaze connected with the cover of Jacques’s book.  Legs heavy and unsteady, she maneuvered toward the display until she touched the cover with her fingertips.
Closing her eyes, she smelled the overpowering scent of the roses, felt the early morning breeze against bare skin, sensed him moving behind her, tasted him on her lips, heard the low sound of his voice saying her name. 
“Excuse me, do you know if Mr. Sinclair is staying in Boston tonight?”  she asked.  
The woman looked at her as if she were a stalker. “He probably went back to New York. His gallery exhibit isn't until next weekend.”
“Back to New York?” Information overload crashed her system. So close. The same side of the Atlantic.  She braced herself against the counter.  
“He lives in New York,” she answered as if speaking to a small, slow child.
“Right.  He has an exhibit next Saturday. I saw that in the article...what gallery?”  She handed over her credit card and blinked at the cover again.
"The Bliss Institute."
Breathing ceased again and she silently cursed Fate. Her friend Miranda owned the Bliss Institute. What was happening? Did Jacques know that? Of course not, how could he? She felt like an insane woman on the precipice of a major nervous breakdown.
“Are you all right?”  The woman grabbed the book and slipped it into a bag. 
“Perfect, never better.”  She needed a martini…she’d give her life for a martini. Oblivion sounded like heaven right now.
The girl handed her the receipt before stepping away as if afraid of catching the insanity bug. 
Six weeks. Jacques planned on being in Boston for six weeks.
Laughter from upstairs halted her retreat. As if dragging her legs through mud, she walked toward the stairs. With every step, memories overpowered her. Laughing in bed with rain falling outside open windows, whispered secrets in the dark, sharing wine directly from the bottle, feeding each other bread with their fingertips.  
Him asking her to marry him, her saying yes.
Her throwing it all away for reasons that now seemed meaningless.
 “We should go, Jacques. We’re running late. Miranda's already at the restaurant.”  A stick-like man with shaggy brown hair and black-framed eye glasses appeared at the top of the stairs. 
She stood on the bottom step, one foot poised to ascend, her hand on the railing and blocking the way.  She clutched the bag to her side and turned to flee.
“Jess?” The quiet question stopped her descent. “Jessica Moriarty?”
She gripped the railing and looked up at him. 
Jacques stood at the top of the stairs, blond hair falling across his forehead and skimming his ears, different from the picture on display, more like it had been when they'd known one another, shaggy and disheveled. Emerald eyes snapped with fire as his gaze raked over her from head to foot. A cobalt blue shirt had been stuffed into black jeans, half in the waistband and half out as if he simply didn’t give a damn.  He’d rolled the sleeves to his elbows, exposing tanned forearms, and a leather bracelet twisted around his left wrist. He walked toward her like a predator who’d cornered his prey. Slowly...surely. Sexuality oozed from his pores with every step he took. 
She stepped back and swallowed the rush of saliva that flooded her mouth.
He stopped two stairs above her. “Running away from me again?”


Q) What do you do for fun?
A) As someone who tends to get bored easily, I like to do a diverse range of things for fun. I play with my dogs a lot and take them on hikes. I can't get enough of seeing local bands at various venues. Movies are also a passion of mine, especially a good thriller. I also enjoy simply sitting in my backyard at night with friends by the fire pit and chatting over a glass of wine.

Q) When did you first start writing?
A) I started writing professionally when I was 22 as a reporter. As a hobby, I began scribbling stories in notebooks when I was 9 years old.

Q) Why did you write this book?
A) This is a story about a woman who has lived her life for everyone else while putting her own dreams and desires aside. There were times in my life when I felt I had compromised myself to the point of forgetting who I truly was at my core. What did I want? Who did I want to be at the end of my life? Those are the central conflicts of this story as the main characters struggle to break free of all that holds them back so that they can truly live a life of extraordinary possibility.

Q) What is the best advice you ever received?
A) That it's best to be true to yourself because, at the end of the day, you need to look yourself in the eye in the mirror and be content with who you are.

Q) How long did it take to write?
A) I actually started writing 'Dancing Barefoot' in 1999. I wrote it, started pitching it in 2000, then shelved it for a few years while I wrote other novels that have since published. After awhile, I pulled it back out, ripped it apart, and wrote it again. Then it went through having an agent and even a publisher, all while other books again published before it. I finally decided to take matters into my own hands, took it back from the agent, revised yet again, and now it's finally being published. I guess you could say "it's time has come." Six novels published before 'Dancing Barefoot', yet this is technically the first story I wrote.

Q) What is your next project?
A) I have a project about a psychic I'm writing under my pen name, Dakota Skye. It's a paranormal erotic romantic suspense. I use my pen name to explore all things fringe element. It's a liberating experience.

Q) What do you measure success to be?
A) The ability to live my life on my own terms and the freedom to do what I want when I choose.

Q) Who inspires you?
A) My father is one of the kindest, most generous people I know. So was my grandfather. If, when I die, people still speak of my kind and generous spirit, then I will have lived a good life.

Q) Who is your favourite author?
A) Heather Graham, Sandra Brown, Jennifer Cruizie.

Q) Who are you as a person? Tell us things about you that are not already in your bio?
A) I am a seeker. I'm always reading about spirituality and regularly practice meditation. I read Rumi every night before I sleep. I enjoy listening to others, especially travelers. I find people and the Universe to be infinite sources of fascination. 

Q: Where did you get the inspiration for the title?
A: While writing this story, I listened to a lot of U2. One of their songs is called 'Dancing Barefoot' where they sing of spinning ceaselessly and losing gravity. "Oh God I fell for you" is one of the lyrics. It truly struck a chord within me—no pun intended. In fact, I've included the lyrics to the original Patti Smith song on the dedication page of the novel.

Q: What are the lyrics to 'Dancing Barefoot'? Could you share so we get a sense of what inspired you?
A: You betcha! Here are the original lyrics sung by Patti Smith, later redone by U2.

Dancing Barefoot Song Lyrics (Patti Smith)
She is benediction
She is addicted to thee
She is the root connection
She is connecting with he

Here I go and I don't know why
I flow so ceaselessly
Could it be he's taking over me

I'm dancing barefoot
Headin' for a spin
Some strange music draws me in
It makes me come up like some heroine

She is sublimation
She is the essence of thee
She is concentrating on
He who is chosen by she

Here I go when I don't know why
I spin so ceaselessly
Could it be he's taking over me

I'm dancing barefoot
Headin' for a spin
Some strange music drags me in
Makes me come up like some heroine

She is recreation
She intoxicated by thee
She has the slow sensation that
He is levitating with she

Here I go when I don't know why
I spin so ceaselessly
'Til I lose my sense of gravity

I'm dancing barefoot
Heading for a spin
Some strange music draws me in
Makes me come up like some heroine

Oh God I fell for you
Oh God I fell for you
Oh God I fell for you
Oh God I fell for you
Songwriters: Kral, Ivan / Smith, Patti

Q: Why did you feel compelled to write this story?
A: The characters' struggle with learning to live according to their own truth rather than being bound by others' expectations resonates with me on a core level. As human beings, it is easy to be caught up in someone else's life agenda and forget that we are here with our own purpose.  There were times in my life when I became consumed with putting other people's expectations above my own and that is no way to live.

Q: What would you like people to take away from this story?
A: We're all unique and the status quo doesn't always serve us well. It's important to find what makes your heart sing and pursue it even if it's scary as hell for you to take that leap.

Q: As an author, what is your main goal when connecting with a reader?

A: Entertainment. Despite the nature of some of my stories, such as human trafficking in Reckless Endangerment or breaking free of co-dependency/expectation in Dancing Barefoot, my goal is to entertain the reader. When someone tells me they write 'literary fiction', I roll my eyes at the pretentiousness of thinking that entertainment genres like romance or suspense are somehow 'less than.' I want to entertain, to take the reader into someone else's world for awhile, and to make them smile when they turn that last page. The greatest compliment I receive from a reader is when they tell me that they didn't want the book to end. That's when I know I've done my job well. 

dancing barefoot tablet

But first a taste of the early reviews...

4 stars via Avid Reader:
"I loved this story.

It was refreshingly honest, brutally tragic, and at times lyrical in it's flow. Their connection was so intense that as I read it, I was like this absolutely cannot survive. Love this intense and in your face has a slow burn to it, and will torch everything in i's path until it is stamped out...There was nothing contrived about it. I felt like I was literally a fly on the wall and this was happening in reality and not fiction land. I liked them both, probably one of the best couples I have ever read."...read entire review http://goo.gl/R191Sa

5 stars via ChristophFischerBooks
"Conflicting emotions and insurmountable chemistry cause both of them to reassess the past, their current lives and priorities. Easton shows the magnetic and hypnotic effect of physical and emotional attraction very well and the gradual crumbling of outer facades and deep inner resolve. This is a romantic fantasy written in a convincing and heart warming manner and with enough complications thrown in to make for a very entertaining and gripping read."...read entire review http://goo.gl/R191Sa

5 stars via Sglas, Amazon reader review:
"Excitement, intrigue, twists and turns! Dancing Barefoot has it all. Very hard to put down." read entire review http://goo.gl/R191Sa


Amazon: myBook.to/DB

Link to the prequel, In Between: an Italian love story, that is a permanent free read on the author blog (14 chapters total): http://goo.gl/T9XCOj 

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