Do you have something to celebrate? Whether it's a Birthday, New Release, or something else

Do you have something to celebrate? Whether it's a Birthday, New Release, or something else
Check out Oliver's rules and find out how to be 'Roasted and 'Toasted'
Do you have something to celebrate? Whether it's a Birthday, New Release, or something else - Book your Celebration Roasting Bash now ! BUT FIRST PLEASE READ OLIVER'S RULES !
lease Note:
We don't do reviews or interviews. just virtual parties to promote your book!

As many of you may know, our beloved sister hostess Sharon Donovan, tragically passed away on 11th April 2012. We who knew her, loved her, and were inspired by her courage and determination to face head on whatever life threw at her. When she could no longer see to paint she turned to writing and showed her amazing talent in the Inspirational Romance and Romantic Suspense genres, and her story 'Charade Of Hearts' was awarded the coveted Predators and Editors Award in January last year.

This Blog was a source of great delight to her, she was one of the founder hostesses and she contributed to the fun and silliness in her own original way, and was kind enough to let her unique creation, the hunky butler 'Oliver' join us for our Friday romp and prepare 'virtual breakfast' for the guests on the following morning. It's beyond hard to have to go on without her, but we know that she would have been the first to insist that 'the show must go on.' She is, and will always be with us in spirit.
Sharon, dear friend, we will never forget you.
The Author Roast and Toast is part of the legacy you left us. Let's raise a Toast to you as well as all our guests.

Friday, October 17, 2014

Laura Simcox In 'Various States of Undress'

It's a beautiful fall day in Northern Virginia. The sun is shining and a gentle breeze is blowing as the hostess and their sidekicks prepare a celebration on the grounds of a historic estate.

LaVerne sighs and breathes in a breath of fresh air. "Oh my. Such a cool, crisp day. I just love getting to see so much of America via the Roast."

"It is a lovely country," Lyn agrees. "And this part of Virginia reminds me a bit of  England. At least, the landscape does."

"We don't have anything as old as some of the estates in Europe, but this part of Virginia is full of history." Lilly says. "And we have Elvis...or, an Elvis impersonator at least. So, I can't wait for the entertainment to start."

"There is a lot of history in these parts," Mac agrees. "It's the perfect location for today's roast."

"Laura Simcox's Various States of Undress series has a somewhat patriotic flare," Mary adds. "The only place I can think of that would have been better for our celebration would have been some place in DC."

Lilly frowns. "But then our sidekicks couldn't have come along,"

"And look how much fun they are having," LaVerne points to Cuddles, Jazzy, TT, Foster and Nibbie as they scamper over the hilly landscape. "And they're staying away from all this delicious food."

"What a feast!" Lilly says. "And very patriotic. There's nothing more American than hot dogs and apple pie."

 "Oh look! Airforce One is landing," Lyn says. "Since Caroline, Virginia, and Georgia are the president's daughters in the Various States of Undress books, there's going to be a lot of security here today."
"And hunky secret service agents," Mary adds with a wiggle of her eyebrows.

Mac smacks her arm. "Always thinking of sexy men, aren't you?"

"Who isn't?" LaVerne replies with a laugh. "Even if we don't touch, it is so much fun to look."

"Don't forget, Jake is with Carolina," Mac adds. "Let's not do anything to upset any of Laura's heroines."

"Let's go." Lyn tries prodding the hostess toward the small landing field. "We need to welcome Laura and her guests to the Roast. And remember, she's sharing some yummy recipes today so if you don't get to try something, you can make it yourself later."

Lilly laughs. "I'd rather take it home in a doggy bag."

"And I bet you won't even share it with TT," Mac says with a laugh.


LaVerne grins. "Let's grab a drink on the way to the plane. We can wave that fruity concoction 
 like a flag!"

"Sounds like a plan," Mary says. "And luckily, there are Shirley Temples for the teetotalers and any underage guests."
Oliver meets the hostesses on the runway, passing out drinks, and as promised, Mac waves hers like a flag when Laura Simcox and company disembark from the plane.

Look for the recipe for Stars and Stripes cocktail at:


What happens when the president's daughter and her sexy Secret Service agent find themselves snowbound? A little cabin fever, some serious forbidden attraction, and Various States of Undress.

When Carolina Fulton, daughter of the President of the United States, dumps her cheating fiancé, she knows she needs a break from life in Washington. Spending some quality alone time in her family's Wyoming cabin seems like a perfect escape-except for the sexy Secret Service agent who shadows her every move. Miles away from civilization, Carolina quickly realizes that ignoring the smoky eyes, carved chin, and mile-wide pair of shoulders is going to require more than a little self-control. 

Elite agent Jake Baxter knows better than to develop feelings for his clients. After all, he's not being paid to fantasize about running his fingers through Carolina's dark hair, kissing her senseless, or waking up next to her petite, curvy body. But as a blizzard rages outside their all-too-cozy cabin, Jake knows he has to put the freeze on this attraction, lest his job-or his heart-is suddenly laid on the line.


When the president's daughter risks everything with her sexy new boss, they're bound to find themselves in some Various States of Undress!

If she had it her way, Virginia Fulton-daughter of the President of the United States-would spend more time dancing in Manhattan's nightclubs than working in its skyscrapers. Tired of dodging paparazzi, she needs a change. And a real chance. So when she finds herself in the arms of sexy, persuasive Dexter Cameron, who presents her with the opportunity of a lifetime, Virginia sees it as a sign...but can she take it without losing her heart?

CEO-to-be Dexter Cameron knows he's taking a risk by hiring a stylish party girl to jumpstart his family's legacy department store. But the gorgeous president's daughter has her thumb on the pulse of Manhattan and the partnership seems like a win-win... until Dex discovers that his goals now include more than securing the corner office-they include Virginia herself. Dex must decide: does he make a move up the ladder? Or on the girl of his dreams?


Releasing January 6, 2015! Follow Laura on social media, and check her website for updates, fun stuff and contests leading up to the release!


Carolina Fulton sighed. The more time she spent with her fiancé, the less she liked him. He was a chronic workaholic and since resuming Chief of Staff duties for the woman who’d filled her dad’s Senate seat, Roger had been more and more evasive about…well, everything. She closed her eyes and swallowed.

            “Everything all right, Miss?”

            Carolina turned with a ready smile for the butler near her shoulder. “Yes, fine. Thanks. But would you be able to get me an aspirin or something?”

            The man nodded. “Of course. Be back in a minute.”

            The phone in her hand came to life and Carolina looked down at Roger’s return text: Sorry babe. Be there in a sec.

She shook her head, her fingers flying. This party is driving me nuts. Where r u? I’ll come find u.

Tapping her foot, she waited. A few seconds later, he answered.

            Back up? He’d probably gone down to the China Room. When visiting the White House, he tended to go there when he wanted to make phone calls. Which was often. Carolina’s eyes scanned the doorway. The butler walked through, a tray in hand. She met him halfway, took a glass of water and two aspirin from the tray. “Thanks very much,” she said with a strained smile.

            He nodded. “My pleasure.”

            Carolina returned the water glass, slipped through the doorway and headed for the staircase at the end of the Grand Hall. She felt like hell and all she wanted was to go back to her apartment in Georgetown and collapse into bed. But first, Roger Chapman needed to be set straight. She was more than sick of him vanishing like the Invisible Man every time she needed him. Gritting her teeth, she grabbed the handrail and placed a too-tight satin shoe on the first step.

            A polite cough behind her made her freeze in place. And then give in to the eye roll she’d been craving most of the evening. She sighed and turned to glance back at her newest Secret Service agent.

            “We’re in the White House. So I think I’ll be safe walking down the stairs. Could you just let me alone for ten minutes, please?”

            “No, ma’am.”

            “Why not?”

            “It’s my job.”

            Carolina folded her arms and surveyed the man in black. Jason Baxter…or was it Jake? Either way, he looked like most of the other agents—tall and chiseled. This one, though, had amazing green eyes. And a chest harder than Mount Rushmore. She knew, since she’d bumped into it by accident the other day. He was perfectly still under her scrutiny—his eyes betrayed nothing. He was a machine in a pretty package. But that fact hadn’t stopped her from entertaining fantasies about the man. Ones in which he actually smiled. And others in which he did a lot more than just smile.

            If you hadn’t been taking photos of him on the sly, you wouldn’t be so painfully aware of him right now.

            Carolina’s face felt hot with embarrassment, but almost immediately, she shook it off. Agent Baxter didn’t know she’d taken those photos. He also didn’t know that she’d pulled them up on her laptop a couple of times—well, too many times to count—and indulged in the pure pleasure of just looking at him. As far as he was aware, she just enjoyed photography. It was her hobby—everyone knew that. She’d even talked about it for an interview with Vogue.

Her dad had only been President for two months and here she was, an engaged woman, lusting after a Secret Service agent. God.

            “Nice bow tie,” she commented and turned to grab the handrail again.

            Jake trotted down the steps, passing her. Near the bottom, he glanced back. “I need to be in front,” he muttered, holding out an arm to halt her progress. Even through his suit sleeve, she could tell that arm was muscular. This guy had been her shadow for two solid weeks, and before that, she was pretty sure he’d been glued to a diplomat. When did he have time to work out?

            He’s hot, her conscience whispered.

“Thought I told you to shut up,” she answered. Except this time it was out loud.

            Jake raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”

            Carolina closed her eyes briefly. “Sorry. I’m just really tired. I mean, really. Exhausted.”

            “You want to go home?” he asked, even as he stepped across the hall and to the doorway of the China Room, his eagle-eyed gaze darting around.

            “Yes. But first I need to speak with my fiancé,” she answered, smoothing her sleek dark hair behind her ears. And it was then that she heard the giggles, followed by familiar annoying chuckles. Roger only chuckled like that when he was trying to wheedle his way into…oh. Oh hell, no!

            With narrowed eyes, Carolina crossed the dimly lit hall, intent on murder.

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About Laura: 

After spending twenty years in professional theater as a costume designer, with a few of those years also spent as a college instructor, Laura abandoned the nomadic lifestyle to sit in a comfy office chair at a second hand oak desk and write. The result? Romance novels! Her favorite thing ever since she was, oh, about twelve. She writes contemporary, light novels and enjoys creating quirky characters and funny, sexy dialogue. Still, the love story is the focus and Laura has a huge soft spot for a sappy, happy ending.

Laura lives in North Carolina with her husband (true love is real!) and her adorable, high energy five year old son who is currently obsessed with How to Train Your Dragon. And that's cool, because she trains her own little dragon every single day. For escape, she flits around on social media, so come say hi!

Some recipes from today's Roast:
Yankee Doodle Macaroni Casserole
What You'll Need:
    1 (8-ounce) package elbow macaroni
    2 cups (8 ounces) shredded sharp Cheddar cheese
    1 small onion, finely chopped
    1 (2-ounce) jar chopped pimientos, drained
    4 slices white bread, cut into small pieces
    1 cup milk
    1/4 cup (1/2 stick) butter, melted
    1 tablespoon chopped fresh parsley
    3 eggs, beaten
    1/2 teaspoon salt
    1/8 teaspoon black pepper

What To Do:
    1.   Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Coat an 8-inch square baking dish with cooking spray; set aside.
    2.   Cook macaroni according to package directions; drain, rinse, and drain again.
    3.   In a large bowl, combine remaining ingredients; mix well. Add macaroni and mix until well combined then spoon mixture into prepared baking dish.
    4.   Bake 30 to 35 minutes, or until center is set.

Red Velvet Cake:
What You'll Need:

 1 (18.25-ounce) package butter-flavored yellow cake mix
1/4 cup unsweetened cocoa
3/4 cup (1-1/2 sticks) butter, softened, divided
1 cup water
3 eggs
1 (1-ounce) bottle red food color
1 1/2 cup confectioners' sugar
1 (8-ounce) package cream cheese, softened
1 tablespoon milk   

What To Do:
    Preheat oven to 350 degree F. Coat two 8-inch round cake pans with cooking spray.
         In a large bowl, with an electric beater on medium speed, beat cake mix, cocoa, 1/2 cup butter, the water, and eggs until well combined. Add food color and beat until well combined. Pour batter into prepared cake pans.
         Bake 35 to 40 minutes, or until a wooden toothpick inserted in center comes out clean. Let cool 15 minutes then invert onto wire rack to cool completely. Using a sharp knife, carefully slice each cake in half horizontally, making a total of 4 cake layers.
         In a medium bowl, with an electric beater on medium speed, beat confectioners' sugar, cream cheese, milk, and remaining 1/4 cup butter until well combined and smooth.
        Place 1 cake layer cut-side down on a serving platter and top with 1/4 of the frosting, spreading just to the edge. Repeat 3 more times with remaining cake layers and frosting, ending with frosting on top and leaving sides unfrosted. Serve, or cover loosely and chill until ready to serve. 

To win a copy of Laura's book, all you have to do is just leave a comment and your e-mail address.
Contest ends on Sunday and everyone who comments is eligible.
(We reserve the right to waive the prize in any week when there are not enough contestants for a draw to be deemed fair and unbiased)

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Debra's Winner is ..


Congratulations, Rebecca

Thanks to   DEBRA DOGGETT for being such a delightful guest of honour, and to everyone who commented and made this Roast such fun.

The hostesses appear on-stage, holding hands, to take a bow

They hug each other and wave before leaving the stage.

"Just another Author Roast and Toast!"

Join us again on 24th October when our Guest of Honour will be VICKI BATMAN          

Friday, October 10, 2014

The hostesses haven't the 'Ghost of a Clue' when they have Debra Doggett as their guest

“Why do I have to go first?” Mac eyes the decaying front porch of the seemingly abandoned house.

“Because I’m afraid of spiders.” Lilly shivers delicately. “Look at the size of that web.”

Mac holds up her phone and snaps a picture of the intricately woven silk stretching from the corner of the porch to the broken lamp beside the front door. “Relax. It’s fake. It’s just part of the decorations for the party.”

“It doesn’t look fake to me.” LaVerne clutches at Mary’s arm as Lyn urges Mac and Lilly up the steps.

“None of this looks fake.” LaVerne peeks through the broken glass of a darkened window. “Where is everyone? Are you sure we’re in the right place?”

“Of course we are.” Lyn laughs. “Debra’s new book is a ghost story, remember? Where better to have her party than a haunted house?”

“Great,” Mac grumbles beneath her breath.

The wooden planks of the porch creak beneath their feet as they approach the front door. Mary steps gingerly. “Watch your step, ladies. You don’t want to fall through.”

“What a bunch of scaredy-cats. It’s perfectly safe.” Lyn turns and stomps one of her large feet to prove her point. A squeak escapes her lips as the wood beneath her splinters and she lands on her butt, one leg buried in the dark cavity up to her knee. She stares up at the other hostesses, her eyes the size of saucers.

Nervous snickers echo in the quiet night as the hostesses hurry to pull her free. With a wide grin, Mac leans over the hole left behind. “Yeah, perfectly safe.” She snaps another picture, then jumps and drops her phone when Lilly screams.

“Did you see that?” Lilly points at the foggy glass of the door.

Mac drops to her knees and sticks her arm through the hole in the porch. 

“See what?” Lyn and LaVerne cry in unison.  
“There was a face!” Lilly begins to back away toward the steps, her eyes glued to the door. “I’m going home.”

Lyn laughs and grabs her arm. “No, you’re not.”

“Got it.” Mac sits back on her heels and whimpers as she dusts the cobwebs from her phone.

“I vote we all go home.” LaVerne swivels her head to look around and Mary and Lyn nod in agreement. “This place gives me the creeps.”

Their chorus of screams pierce the night as the door suddenly swings open. A wide smile beams from Debra’s face and she laughs. “Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. Isn’t this place great? It’s not really haunted, you know, but it’s the perfect setting to celebrate the release of A GHOST OF A CLUE. Come in.” She waves a hand toward the darkened room behind her. “The party has started

“Um.” Lilly glances over her shoulder as Lyn drags her inside. The others follow reluctantly as Debra leads them down a darkened hallway. They blink in unison as the step inside a brightly lit parlor.

Lilly heaves a sigh of relief. “Okay, this isn’t so bad.” LaVerne and Mac eye her skeptically as Mary, and Lyn laugh nervously.

Debra grins. “You’ll feel better once you’ve had something to eat. Be sure to try the appetizers. The Skeleton Skewers are out of this
world. Our main course is a delicious Boneyard Bisque, with lobster rolls and a large seafood platter, and for dessert, we have Banshee Butterscotch Pudding and Spectral Spice Cake.”

She winks as Oliver approaches with a tray and passes each of the hostesses a glass of blood red liquid topped with a mist of swirling smoke. Holding up her glass, a haunting smile curls her lips. “Drink up, ladies. It’s party time and Oliver’s Lost Soul Punch is to die for.”

Rory DuMont has had enough of hiding the fact that she sees ghosts. Lobster Cove is a new start and she's determined to shed the mistakes of the past. If that means she ends up alone then so be it. What she can't seem to shed is Travis Reed, Lobster Cove's resident skeptic and biology teacher. Sparks fly when the skeptic and the psychic find themselves alone together but the sparks turn into flames when a ghost takes a personal interest in them.


     Rory blew out a breath.

“If I tell you yes, I’m messing with you when I say there were ghosts here tonight then you’re okay with that.  You’re comfortable with it. If I tell you no, that there really was a ghost, two in fact, here tonight, then the train derails and you run for the hills.”

     He stared at her for a moment with a thoughtful look on his face. “Tell me what you believe you saw.”

     “The truth?”

     Travis nodded. “The truth of what you believe you saw.”

     “That’s a very guarded way of putting it.”

     “No. It’s a very scientific way of putting it. I can’t know what to think if I don’t have all the evidence.”

     “Fair enough. I saw two ghosts.”

     “Whole images?”

     “One fairly solid, a little boy and one kind of wavering, an older woman.”

     He watched her face as she said it, and Rory held her breath, waiting for the sneer that had always
accompanied any talk of her gift in the past. She would be sorry to see him walk away. Even though it had only been a few weeks, she realized she’d come to enjoy his  company. Part of her knew she’d been hoping for something more, no matter how much she told herself she wasn’t going to do another relationship. Still, it would hurt, and she steeled herself for the good-bye. At
last he nodded.

     “Okay, you saw two ghosts.”
Cute big bug-eyed bats flying bat animation; absolutely free Halloween clipart animated gif goofy funny pair of bug-eyed bats flying.

Debra Doggett bio:
I've been many things in my life: actor, filmmaker, historian, writer, but putting words to paper is the most satisfying. After years of moving around the US, I've settled in the desert of New Mexico, a far cry from my birthplace in Louisiana. You never know where life will go.

To win a copy of Debra's book, all you have to do is just leave a comment and your e-mail address.
Contest ends on Sunday and everyone who comments is eligible.
(We reserve the right to waive the prize in any week when there are not enough contestants for a draw to be deemed fair and unbiased)

Friday, September 26, 2014


 Hi everyone, sorry there's no Roast today.  But the hostesses may pop in and out, if their busy lifestyles and writing commitments permit, to tell you a little bit about themselves that you might not know, and answer any questions.

And of course there's virtual food - I' ve brought some chicken fingers and dip, and various chocolate cakes and puddings and chocolate Martini (can you tell I have a sweet tooth)

 I love Science Fiction and Fantasy romance and am an avid reader of both as well as a writer (one little known fact about me - I  hate the term Sci-Fi. not sure why, it's one of my little quirks.  Call my stories Space Opera and I'm fine but 'Sci-Fi' makes me cringe.)  Apart from that I'm fairly laid back I think.
I have two Science Fiction Romance novels published with The Wild Rose Press 'Starquest' and the follow up, 'Children Of The Mist' and am about to submit the third in the series.  I also have a romantic fantasy set in 5th century Wales, entitled 'Dancing With Fate'.

  I love all animals (and my sister hostesses.)  I have two horses, a Paint/Quarterhorse mare with attitude, called 'Flying T'pau' and a black Welsh Cob gelding affectionately known as 'Harri' although his proper name is 'Pentrepiod Sovereign'.  Nearly two months ago I had to say goodbye to my beloved rescue Jack Russell, Bouncer, but we have now adopted a black Lhasa Apso we have named Pipkin.  Another rescue, he has some issues with his toys,being very possessive of them, but we're hoping we can work through these, because in all other ways he is a little sweetheart.

OK, that's enough about me.  Please ask any questions you wish and I'll do my best to answer them.  And I hope my hostess sisters will join me soon - otherwise I'll have to eat all this virtual food myself!