Authors In Bloom Blog Hop!!


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Welcome to the Authors in Bloom Blog Hop! Thank you so much for stopping by my blog! Over the next 10 days you can visit over 70 authors who will share gardening tips, recipes, great giveaways and one amazing Grand prize: Kindle Fire or Nook (winner’s choice) along with a $25 gift card for the same. We are also giving away a 2nd prize of $25 gift card. All you have to do is leave a comment on each author’s blog with your EMAIL (so we can contact you if you win) and you will automatically be entered to win!! That’s over 70 chances!!

For my gift I am giving away an e-book copy of my romantic suspense’s, Hard Core and Murphy’s Law to two lucky commenters so be sure to leave your EMAIL with your comment for a chance to win!! And, if you sign up for my newsletter you will get extra entry’s for the Grand prizes and my giveaways!

I’m so excited for spring! Aren’t you? One of my favorite parts is going to farmer’s markets for fresh produce. I always look for fresh raspberries, blackberries and strawberries to make freezer jam with. Then, I make our favorite Fruit Pizza. Yum! I’ve included a great gardening tip for you gardeners out there, and my recipe for Fruit Pizza so you can enjoy those fresh fruits of summer too! And after that I have excerpts from my giveaway books, Hard Core and Murphy’s Law with buy links, in case you don’t want to wait for the giveaway 🙂 Enjoy!

Gardening Tip: If you are short of gardening space, but want to include raspberries, consider planting a border of raspberry plants.

Fruit Pizza

16-18 ounce refrigerated sugar cookie dough

8 ounce cream cheese, softened

¼ c powdered sugarfruit pizza

1 tsp. vanilla

Raspberries, blackberries, strawberries, blueberries

-Press dough into a 9×13 baking dish

-Bake at 350 for 10-12 minutes

-Cool completely

-Mix cream cheese, powder sugar, and vanilla until smooth

-Spread over cooled crust

-Decorate with fruit

JenniferLowery_MurphysLaw200 (for guest blogging or other online promotional posts)Excerpt Murphy’s Law:

Copyright © 2014, Jennifer Lowery

Murphy sat at the kitchen table, half in the shadows created by the soft light glowing above the stove, hair tousled from sleep. Naked to the waist. A bottle of amber liquid sat in front of him, an empty glass in his hand. Her gaze landed on his muscled shoulders and trailed across his tanned chest. So much for getting him out of her mind. Now she had the real thing to dream about. Looking at the dark hairs that veed down his chest and disappeared behind the table, she decided he’d been right. He was a dangerous man.

She tore her gaze away from temptation and looked at the granite lines of his face. Beneath the hardness of his expression, something haunting lingered. Drawn, she circled the table to the opposite end.

Murphy met her eyes with coldness that should have sent her running for the safety of her room, but she remained standing in place. He wanted to chase her away. This time she wasn’t running.

“Mind if I join you?” She grabbed a glass and from the cupboard and reached over his shoulder for the bottle.

His hand snaked out and wrapped around hers, preventing her from pouring a drink.

“I mind,” he growled.

“Well, get over it. I need a drink.”

Scowling, he let go of her hand and allowed her to pour a glass for herself. She refilled his glass next, set the bottle on the table, moved to the chair beside him and sat, lifting her glass.

“Cheers.” She brought the glass to her lips. His gaze as she drained the glass made her fight the urge to cough as the fiery liquid burned its way down her throat. Seconds later she felt the familiar warming sensation as it numbed her insides. Her eyes filled with tears. She blinked them away and reached for the bottle.

Murphy held it away from her. “What are you doing?”

“Having a drink. I’m not in the mood for warm milk tonight.”

His eyes darkened and narrowed. “You don’t strike me as the drinking type.”

She wasn’t, but tonight it sounded good. Maybe it would soothe away her problems and make her forget how screwed-up her life was. Talking about Kent earlier had brought back painful memories. She didn’t want to feel that misery anymore.

“Maybe you don’t know my type,” she said.

He studied her closely for a moment before rubbing a hand over his face. “Go back to bed, Sara. Sleep it off.”

“I don’t want to sleep it off. I’m tired of thinking about it.”

Maybe it was the whisky, or his naked chest, or the part of her that had been dormant for six years coming back to life. More than anything she wanted to discover it with Murphy, her strong, scarred hero.

She rose to her feet. He watched warily as she stepped in front of him and positioned herself between him and the table. He leaned back in his chair and sent her a thunderous look.

“You and I are alike in many ways, Murphy,” she said softly. “We’ve both lost pieces of ourselves we can’t ever get back and it has forced us into a life of loneliness and solitude. I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of being alone.”

He pinned her with a hard glare. “I’m not what you want. Go back to your room before I do something we’ll both regret in the morning.”

His harshly spoken words sent little electrical shocks through her body.

“I’m tired of people telling me what I want.”

Buy Murphy’s Law:


Barnes & Noble

JenniferLowery_HardCore_200px (guest blogging or other online promotional posts)Excerpt Hard Core (Book #1 Onyx Group):

Copyright © 2014, Jennifer Lowery

Prepared to start an IV, she picked up a needle. She had it in position when his other arm shot out and he clamped her wrist in a bone-crushing grip. Startled, she met his panicked gaze.

“I said no needles.”

Her heart banged against her ribcage as she let the needle slip out of her hand. It hit the floor with a small ting. Alana opened her hands in surrender, her patient’s fingers digging into her flesh. For a man half-dead, he had amazing strength.

“Okay,” she said to placate him. “Relax, I don’t have it anymore. It’s your choice, but I recommend you let me start an IV for meds.”

“No. Just fix me.”

Alana pinned him with a no nonsense stare. “I’m not impressed with Superman heroics.”

Face pale and drawn, he said gruffly, “I’m not Superman. Learned not to trust people with needles.”

Her fingers were going numb. “If I remove the bullet without pain medication or anesthetic, you’re going to be sorry.”

He studied her. “You’re really a doctor?”

Alana bristled. “Technically, yes.”


She didn’t have time to explain herself with the amount of blood seeping from his gunshot wound. “I went to med school. You can let go of my arm now. I won’t use any needles.”

He looked down and immediately released his grip. She rubbed her wrist to soothe away the ache. “Can I get to work now, or do you want to question me more about my credentials while you bleed to death? I don’t have a blood bank, so you’re screwed if you lose too much.”

Her blunt statement received a curt nod. She normally didn’t talk to her patients like that. Her patients didn’t normally countermand her either.

“Do it,” he said.

“Without anesthetics?”

“I don’t need them. Just get it over with.”

Stubborn, stupid, or both? Insane, yes, but there wasn’t time to argue with him.

“Okay. The offer stands if you change your mind.”

“I won’t.”

She doubted that, but didn’t comment. Instead, wiped her forehead with her forearm, and picked up gauze pads to clean the wound.

“Here goes,” she warned and dabbed his skin.

Her patient didn’t move or even wince as she cleaned the angry wound. Either he had a will of steel or he’d passed out again. Hopefully, the latter. Sweat rolled down her back as she finished cleansing the area around the bullet entry. Red flesh puckered with the first signs of infection. In this environment infection was guaranteed.

With a steady hand that would have made her father proud, she picked up her instruments and took a deep breath.

“You still with me?”

He murmured a response, turning his head slightly so he could see her. The stark beauty of his profile, despite the bruises, struck her again. The lines of his face were chiseled, unforgiving. The kind of man she’d glance at twice if she passed him on the street.

A man associated with a criminal.

“Still here, Doc. What are you waiting for?” Husky with pain, his deep voice brought her out of her thoughts.

She gave herself a mental shake. “Want something to bite down on?”

A small, wry smile touched his lips and his lids closed. “You won’t hear a peep out of me. Just fix me, Doc.”

“I can hit you so you’ll sleep through it,” she muttered.

That drew a low chuckle from him. She didn’t expect him to have a sense of humor. He seemed too…hard. His chuckle turned into a grunt of pain. “You probably hit like a girl.”

Alana grinned. “Yes, I do. Rest assured it won’t feel like it.”

“Appreciate the offer, but, no.” His words slurred together, his muscles tense as he fought his body’s demands.

“You got a name, Superman?”

His head rolled to the side, his chest rose and fell slowly. She thought he was out but he murmured, “Cristian.”

“Nice to meet you, Cristian.”

Then she dug into the wound for the bullet.

Buy Hard Core:


Barnes & Noble

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Happy Spring!



28 thoughts on “Authors In Bloom Blog Hop!!

  1. Oh yum! I am so trying this recipe. Pizza for supper and pizza for dessert- what a day!! I don’t want my name in for your books because I already read them and I LOVED them!

  2. This looks so yummy! My little guys love fresh picked strawberries, during the summer we go to this place where you get a basket and you get to pick and fill it with strawberries! My kids love it and the berries are always so yummy. I’m going to try making your fruit pizza this year with our fresh berries 🙂

  3. Mmm, that Fruit Pizza sounds yummy!! I’m gonna have to try it!! =) Thank you for sharing the recipe & the great excerpts for your books, & thank you for having this giveaway!! =) I signed up for your newsletter too! =)

    Have a great day!!

    BLeigh1130 at yahoo dot com

  4. Hi! Great recipe! Sounds delicious! Ive never had fruit pizza! And awesome sounding books! Definitely checking out both! 🙂 Thank you for sharing! 🙂
    ​And ​thank you for being apart of this awesome hop!

  5. Thank you everyone for stopping by and leaving a comment! I’m so happy you did! And I hope you’ll come by again!

    Now, for the winners of an e-book copy of Hard Core and Murphy’s Law (winner’s choice), drawn by…drum roll, please…And the winners are…catherinechant and Savannah Miller!!! Congratulations, winners!! Look for an email very soon 🙂

    Happy Spring, everyone!

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