Fantastic boxed set on offer – from Tracey Alvarez

Due South boxed set – only $0.99 (usual retail price $7.99)


If you like heartwarming, sexy and sweet small-town romances with a touch of comedy, you’ll love sharing the journey with these authentic men and women struggling to find their special someone.

The Due South bundle contains the first five books of Tracey Alvarez’s best-selling series set against the stunning backdrop of Aotearoa, New Zealand.


The first 5 Due South Books (over 1500 pages) included in this bundle are:

In Too Deep (Book #1)
Two hearts. A second chance. Everything on the line…
To save her brother from financial ruin, police diver Piper Harland does the one thing she swore she’d never do—return to the tiny island hometown on Stewart Island where Ryan “West” Westlake crushed her heart. West lost Piper once, but now she’s back for an unexpected six week visit. Maybe he wants her a little bit, but can he fall in love with such a flight risk? Saying goodbye the second time might just destroy them both.

Melting Into You (Book #2)
They’ll either melt or raze their lives to the ground…
Ben Harland is, by his own admission, a bit of a grouch. He doesn’t do soppy chick-flicks and he’s hen-picked enough as it is with his mother and two younger sisters on his case. He sure doesn’t need any more drama in his world. But life has a way of rearing up and biting him in the butt when he least expects it. Cue insta-daddyhood to an eight-year-old girl and an out-of-control attraction to Stewart Island’s hot school teacher, Kezia Murphy. 

Ready To Burn (Book #3) 
Watch the sparks fly as they burn it up in the kitchen…
Shaye Harland desperately wants the role of Due South’s head chef, but the far too sexy Del Westlake muscles in and steals it. A reality TV show plans to feature Del at his estranged father’s restaurant—jump-starting his ruined reputation and career in the States—but will the sparks flying in the kitchen burn his chances of ever becoming Shaye’s Mr. Perfect? 

Christmas With You (Book #4)
The Kiwi barbecue isn’t the only thing sizzling this summer…
Carly Gatlin’s doesn’t want to spend another Christmas alone since her father died the year before. She’s come to Stewart Island in New Zealand to spend the holiday with her stepfamily, though she feels more of a Christmas Grinch than filled with good cheer. Kip Sullivan’s big, boisterous family have also arrived en-masse—someone just shoot him before his match-making relatives get out of control. Kip agrees to make Carly’s first Kiwi Christmas special, but will he gain more than mistletoe kisses from the woman who threatens to claim his heart? 

My Forever Valentine (Book #5) 
Love small town romance and Happily Ever Afters?
Dive into the Due South world to find out what your favourite characters are doing to celebrate Valentine’s Day with these four short and sweet romance stories.
Intended for mature 18+ aged readers.

Praise for the Due South series!

“It’s official…I’m hooked on this series! I want to jump on a plane and fly to this island, because apparently they grow them big and HOT in New Zealand…men that is!!!” ~ Swept Away By Romance

“Perfection comes in many shapes and forms, and Ms Alvarez delivers in her contemporary voice and quirky character traits that make a distinctive difference between average and stellar storytelling.” ~ InD’Tale Magazine


On offer at $0.99 until 2 October. Buy it now from:


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Excerpt  – From Ready To Burn

One second Del stood beside her all moody and mysterious, and the next, his hands gripped the railing on either side of her hips. He moved fast–fast enough that she made an embarrassing little eep-ish squawk. Nowhere to go unless she became flexible enough to do a flip over the wooden railing. 

Shaye yanked her hands from her pockets and gave his chest a shove. “Back off.”

Even after she added her sous chef do it now or die glare, he stayed, big and bad and way too close. He continued watching her with dark and unreadable eyes, his nostrils flaring slightly as he breathed. 

Her hands didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t put them back on those two hard pecs, since every single nerve-ending had soaked up the heat burning through Del’s shirt and transmitted swoony, oh yeah sighs into her brain. 

Stupid nerve-endings. Stupid brain.

She wriggled her bottom, so she half sat on the railing, arching away from him. “What are you doing?”

“Showing you the reason.”

The rough timbre of his voice stroked over her. Wickedly dark, decadently rich, scarily addictive. Like chocolate, the quality stuff made of eighty percent pure cacao. 

He leaned forward, his face level with hers. “It’s a compelling reason.”

Shaye’s hand shot out to grip his biceps–that or topple backward–but God, he felt amazing. All hard, sinewy muscle and why the hell couldn’t she unhook her fingers?

Her breathing hitched, high and ragged. “My sister’s a cop, and I know how to defend myself.”

“So, show me your ninja moves.” 

“Daring a cornered woman to hurt you isn’t very bright.”

One of his hands rasped off the wooden railing and touched the end of her ponytail. He selected a strand and stroked it down her jaw. Shaye licked her lips, unable to suck her gaze from his mouth, which angled closer. Close enough that she could tell the flavor of the last handful of potato chips he’d eaten. 

Salt and vinegar. Her favorite.

She strained upward to see if he tasted as good as he smelled…Freaking hell– 

Shaye reared back a little, hair slipping from his fingers, her chin narrowly missing his. “Are you going to kiss me?”

Her heart gave a little bunny-hop at the thought and leaped around her ribs.

“Not unless you ask real nice.” 

“Ask you?” There was that damn smirk of his again. She should’ve guessed he was playing with her. “When pigs fly.”

A muscle ticked in his jaw, but the smile didn’t falter. “Now you’ll have to say, ‘Please, Del. With a cherry on top.’”

“I’d jam that cherry up your nose before I’d kiss you, Hollywood. Get outta my face.”

His gaze dipped once to her mouth then flicked up. “I can’t go anywhere while you’re grabbing onto me.”


Copyright © Tracey Alvarez 2014


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new-author-photoTracey Alvarez lives in the Coolest Little Capital in the World (a.k.a Wellington, New Zealand). Married to a wonderfully supportive IT guy, she has two teens who would love to be surgically linked to their electronic devices.

Fuelled by copious amounts of coffee, she’s the author of contemporary romantic fiction set predominantly in New Zealand. Small-towns, close communities, and families are a big part of the heart-warming stories she writes. Oh, and hot, down-to-earth heroes—Kiwi men, in other words.

When she’s not writing, thinking about writing, or procrastinating about writing, Tracey can be found with her nose in her e-reader, nibbling on smuggled chocolate bars, or bribing her kids to take over the housework.

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FREE Christmas short story (Snowdonia Wolves)

If you enjoy my Snowdonia Wolves shifter series, hop over to Smashwords to grab a FREE copy of A Very Wolfie Christmas.

Happy reading 🙂

Sofia  xoxo


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Sasha’s homesick for the snow of the Welsh mountains, but the New Zealand sun and Santas in board shorts are worth it, if he gets to spend the holiday with his Mate, Megan. Besides, he’s got a surprise planned for their first Christmas together.

When he discovers he’s not the only one keeping secrets, his plans threaten to crumble. Can he make this a holiday they’ll never forget, for all the right reasons?


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Day 19 – July Fever – Layne Macadam – Christmas in July

1 blog + 31 authors = 31 Days Of Hotness

I’m excited to welcome fellow Antipodean, Layne, to July Fever :-)

She’s giving away a $10 Amazon giftcard, to one lucky winner. To enter the draw, simply leave a comment and your email address.


Thank you Sofia, for inviting me to participate in July Fever, it is an honor to be included among such esteemed company.


Christmas in July

Today I’m going to talk to you about Christmas in July. July—but Christmas is in December, you may very well exclaim. So let me explain.

I was born, raised, and still reside in the wonderful country of Australia. Now, as many of you would know, Australia was colonized by the British, with the First Fleet arriving here on the 26th January, 1788, so you see many of our ancestors were from England, and as such we have many English customs and traditions. Christmas lunch is one of them, which brings me around to why Christmas in July?

Christmas, as we know is celebrated in December, and for most people visions of decorated trees, cozy fires, delicious hot lunches, and a gentle snow falling outside come to mind when we think of Christmas. Not so in antipodean lands, for us Christmas falls in summer, and a line from Dorothea Mackellar’s celebrated poem—My Country, immediately springs to my mind—I love a sunburnt country…

It is an apt description as Australian summers can be very hot and harsh, so some families now are dispensing with tradition and serve a cold Christmas lunch. Prawns, lobsters, and salads are becoming popular, and many families also celebrate with a trip to the beach.

Me, I’m a traditionalist. Even in 104f degree heat my mother always served a traditional hot Christmas lunch with roast pork, turkey, ham, roast veggies and all the trimmings finished off with an array of desserts including plumb pudding topped off with brandy custard. I think Mum would have had a mutiny on her hands had she served up seafood and salads!!

But as my brothers and sisters married and the family expanded we could only all get together for Christmas every other year, so one of my very bright siblings suggested we follow a growing trend and do Christmas in July on the off year. We all agreed it was a great idea.

We take turns hosting the event, and even put up a tree and play carols. We don’t decorate the house with colorful flashing lights etc like we do in December, but the table is set with all its finery, and the whole traditional lunch is provided, and the atmosphere is wonderful. There’s no snow where we live, but it gets quite cold, so we do have a cozy fire to sit around where after lunch we tell stories and reminisce and enjoy an eggnog or two! Ah Christmas twice a year—what could be better than that!!


Desire Unleashed is Layne’s most recent book

Find out what happens when a career-driven, cocky Navy SEAL meets an old-fashioned good girl looking for love in all the wrong places. Intrigue, kidnapping, and danger await you in Layne Macadam’s explosive tale of desire unleashed.

When schoolteacher Kathy Bellamy moved from Louisiana to Coronado, she didn’t expect her secret dream, or her worst nightmare, to become a reality.

LSB Cover Art Template for PhotoShopConfirmed bachelor and relationship cynic, Shane Jackson has no room in his life for a permanent woman. Temporary liaisons are all he is up for. Cocky and self-assured, he believes he can pick a like-minded player at a glance. So when he discovers Kathy is the complete antithesis of what he believed her to be, he is thrown into a tailspin. Before long, and way out of his comfort zone, he finds himself knee deep in a relationship he can’t quite seem to end.

Kathy longs for a fairytale romance, an old-fashioned girl saving herself for the right guy. But, after one date with Navy SEAL Shane Jackson, she trashes her values and willingly tumbles into the sack without a thought for the consequences. Now, Kathy’s love life will soon become the catalyst of a nightmare. When she throws caution to the wind and acts out of character, her actions are seen as a betrayal by her stalker, a betrayal that demands retribution in blood. Abducted at knifepoint and taken to a secret location, it’s up to Shane, the ultimate predator, to find and rescue her before it’s too late!

Content Notes: Contemporary, Uniformed Heroes, Sexy Spicy Romance, Physical or Sexual Assault



When she heard Liz call, Kathy’s shoulders stiffened. Mentally preparing to face the brute with the foul mouth, she pasted on a happy face and marched into the sitting room.

The first view of her illustrious neighbor was of his back. He was facing away from her, but at the sound of her footsteps, he turned and Liz made the introductions.

Kathy’s head was at chest level. He was tall, very tall. She raised her eyes to meet his, and when she did the prepared greeting died in her throat. Oh. My. God. It’s Adonis. Her heart did a back flip. Her brain short-circuited. She felt like she’d been sucker punched.

A quirky little smile lit his face as he extended his hand. “So nice to meet you at last Kathy.”

The soft baritone voice cut across her turbulent thoughts and was a seduction of the senses. The nanosecond she left his hand suspended in midair won her a discreet elbow in the ribs from Liz.

“Nice to meet y’all too, Shane,” she said, her nervousness making her drawl more pronounced. As she put her hand in his, electrical pulses shot up her arm. The unfamiliar jolt caused her to pull away in surprise, but she held his gaze.

“I hope you ladies like Chardonnay.”

With her heart fluttering, but with no sign of recognition in his deep blue eyes, she breathed a silent sigh of relief and took the bottle of wine he handed her.

“Perfect, I’ll just get the opener and wine glasses from the kitchen,” Liz offered.

“No, no,” Kathy interrupted. “I’ll get them. I need to check on dinner anyway. Would you prefer wine or beer?” She directed the question to him.

“A beer would be great.”

Kathy skedaddled. She’d absorbed every itty-bitty detail and wanted to process it with breathing space. He was even more phenomenal up close. His size alone commanded respect. His ocean blue eyes edged with ebony lashes held such depth she was in danger of drowning in them. His chiseled jaw, strong and defined with a slight cleft in the center, softened his features and gave him an almost boyish charm. A small white scar, half an inch long, ran perpendicular to his bottom lip and a dimple formed in his left cheek when he smiled. The glaring black and purple bruise on his forehead just above his right eye was incongruous with the rest of his appearance but didn’t dull his good looks; if anything, it made him more bad boy sexy appealing. As she got the drinks and picked up the fruit and cheese platter, she asked herself whether this was what love at first sight felt like.


To say he was gob-smacked when she’d entered the room was an understatement.

Heck, he felt like he’d been slammed by a Mack truck. Miss Bellamy was no gray-haired spinster but his fantasy girl, Doe Eyes. The gods at last were smiling on him.

She was even more bodacious up close. Words like ravishing and delectable sprang to mind. She had lips that begged to be kissed and come-to-bed eyes, liquid brown with thick black lashes, but she’d stared at him like he was the devil incarnate.

Ice realized that the sight of him had her rattled. Hell, he was a bit rattled too. He wanted things to get off to a smooth beginning, didn’t want to spook her, so decided to play it cool and feign ignorance. His plans of a quick retreat flew from his mind, and his attitude did an about face. This was turning out to be one hell of a night.

“This is Cindy, the cause of last night’s kerfuffle.” Liz butted into his thoughts.

“How could such a little dog make such a commotion?” he muttered reaching down to scratch his new best friend behind the ears.

“Beats me, as I said before, I didn’t hear a thing. Have a seat Shane.” Liz indicated the single armchair as she slid onto the sofa.

Ice folded himself into the chair as Kathy re-entered the room.

“Help yourself,” she said, placing a platter on the table and handing out drinks before taking a seat next to Liz.

He didn’t miss the underlying meaning and gave her a wicked grin. As she picked up her wine and sipped it coquettishly, he cut a wedge of cheese from the platter, washed it down with his beer, and wondered just how long it would be before he got into her pants.





Author bio

Layne 2I live with my husband, two dogs and a cat on the beautiful east coast of Australia. I have a full-time job with a degree in history. I’ve always been an avid reader, and I love a happy ending, so writing romance seemed a natural progression for me. But as I sat at my computer staring at the screen it all seemed rather daunting. Once I started tapping on the keys though, the words kept flowing and before I knew it I had written my first book.

I write contemporary romance and sci-fi. I am currently working on Desire Denied book 2 in the Desire Series. I have ideas for an historical romance in the future, and with thoughts of a wolf shifter germinating in my head and a paranormal romance is not outside the realms of possibility either.

When I’m not writing you might find me in the kitchen creating culinary delights, but of course some dishes work out better than others!

I guess my love of history has fueled my other passion which is travel. I have been fortunate enough to have seen lots of this wonderful world we live in and on my web page you can share some of my experiences and pictures.







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How to survive Christmas – Kiwi Style


Christmas down-under is different to Christmas in the Northern Hemisphere. To anyone contemplating a move to NZ, here is an easy guide to help you with the changes.

1. Christmas dinner is more likely to be a BBQ than roast turkey


2. Dessert is more likely to be pavlova than Christmas pudding


3. The Pohutukawa is known as the native Christmas tree, but that’s because it flowers in December. You’re more likely to have an artificial tree than a traditional fir / pine.


4. Instead of a brisk post-dinner walk in the park, it’s more likely to be a stroll on the beach at sunset

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5. It’s summer!


6. Because of the time zone differences, Santa gets here first – yay!


This Christmas is extra special, because Lillian Grant, one of my favourite erotic authors has just released her new book, the eagerly awaited Hot Male.

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I would LOVE to find the yummy Irish stripper, Michael Monaghan, in my Christmas stocking…. Santa? Are you listening? I’ve been a really good girl this year 🙂

Merry Christmas 🙂

(all images, except beach scene, courtesy of 123rf.com)