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 2011.

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.

Tuesday, October 20, 2015



Congratulations, Mary - and thank you Tina for such a fun early Halloween party.
Wishing you much success and many sales.

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!"

We're taking a break for a while but watch this space for the announcement of the next AUTHOR ROAST AND TOAST PARTY.

Friday, October 16, 2015

A Halloween Masquerade Party for Tena Stetler's book - A Demon’s Witch

It's October! The Halloween month, so we're celebrating a little early and you're all invited to Tena Stetler's Halloween Masquerade Party!

“You’re Cinderella, but you’ve missed the turnoff to the ball?”

Lilly rolls her eyes at Lyn’s suggestion. The Roast hostesses have spent the whole trip to Tena Stetler’s Halloween masquerade party coming up with characters, each one more ridiculous than the last.

“If I were, those feet of yours would make you one of the ugly step-sisters wouldn’t it?” she asks sweetly.

Lyn pretends affront and pouts, the move making her zombified made-up face even more alarming. Just then, the taxi pulls to a stop before an imposing turreted building. They walk up the path, dusk turning everything into shadows, lending an eerie feeling to the night. The hostesses pair up and link arms until they reach the entrance.

“I love the way you Americans go all out for Halloween, but why do there have to be cobwebs?” LaVerne shudders and waves a hand to indicate her fellow hostess to go first. “After you, Debby.”

“You do realise they’re fake?” Mary inquires from the back.

“Doesn’t make it any less creepy,” LaVerne mutters, not moving an inch from her position at the side of the entrance. “It makes me think of spiders and my skin starts to crawl.”

“You and your skin, girl.” Shaking her head, Debby steps forward, only for the hair she’d spent the best part of the evening teasing into a gravity-defying ‘do' to snag. “Gah!”

“What’s the holdup?” Mac pipes up from the back. “Come on, guys, get a move on, I’m starving. Tena promised prime rib and baked potatoes at her Roast party and it smells like she delivered.”

Just then, Oliver glides up to the entrance to see what the commotion was about. With a wry grin and a shake of his head, he places the tray of blood-red drinks down onto the hallway table and in a matter of seconds, has Debby freed from the fine thread. She flutters her lashes at him, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

“Thank you, Oliver. What would we do without you?”

He gives a courtly bow and smiles, his top lip lifting just enough to give a glimpse of fangs then disappears back into the crowd. The hostesses watch him go, the red-lined black cape he wears billowing behind him and sigh in unison.

 “It’s always nice to see him, but boy, is it mighty fine to watch him leave.”

“Always right on the money, Mary,” Lilly agrees with a laugh, then lifts her head and sniffs the air.
Mac snaps her fingers. “Now I see it. You’re Samantha from Bewitched!”

Lilly groans. “No. But I spy Tena over by the food. It looks awesome. There’s even cupcakes and bat-shaped cookies. I hope they’re chocolate. Yum. Ooo - even yummier, it looks like she managed to get Bruce along to party with us too.”

“Oh, my,” breathes Mary. “He’s a gorgeous one, isn’t he? I wonder if he’s taken.”
Lyn nods as he pulls a stunning looking woman close. “I’d say so. That’s Angelique.” She assesses Mary’s black dress and cone hat and scoffs. “I’ve got it on good authority, she’s a real witch. A lovely girl, but I wouldn’t want to get in her bad books.”

Tena glances over and steps towards them, her smile wide. “Ladies! Drinks are to your left. Grab one and join us. Oliver mixed us up Witches brew cocktail and Black Devil Martinis for the adventurous sorts, or if you prefer a non-alcoholic drink try the Dragon’s Blood Punch. It’s delicious.” 

 After selected their drinks of choice, introductions are made. It is soon obvious how perfectly matched Bruce and Angelique are for each other. The tender touches and adoring glances exchanged between the couple have the hostesses smiling. 

Debby lifts her glass. “Let’s raise a toast to Tena, Bruce and Angelique, and the release of their book, A Demon’s Witch.” Glasses are raised into the air. “Congratulations for releasing your magic into the world.”
Today's introductory skit was written by LaVerne

Blurb - Keeping a lid on all the paranormal beings inhabiting Washington D.C., is a daunting job. Bruce, a six hundred year old demon and the Territory Overlord of the Western Hemisphere, keeps his finger on the pulse of DC’s power players through the activities at his highly successful Wycked Hair Salon. His movie star good looks and body builder physique keeps his dance card full and the rumor mills running. Within these walls, his anonymity is safe, mostly.  

Bruce’s world spins out of control when Angelique, a pint size, gorgeous witch, with an attitude breezes through the doors of his salon. She is the younger sister of Tristian, Bruce’s long time trusted enforcer, whose professional skills are second to none. Tristian is furious at the relationship between Bruce and Angelique, a dangerous situation. The undeniable attraction between demon and witch promises to tear apart both their professional and personal worlds.

Suddenly, he felt the magic aura shirt and switched his attention to the front door. She breezed in, hair like spun gold flowing to her waist, with a seductive yet regal body and a sway to her hips that should be illegal even in DC. She wore a snug rose and cream colored sweater, cut low enough he could see the swells of her rounded breasts, tailored black slacks that fit her cute ass like a glove and four-inch spike heels. She paused in the center of the salon, wet from the sudden spring storm, and lowered the briefcase she’d used as an umbrella. Her sparkling violet eyes glanced up to the mezzanine where Bruce stood watching. Blatantly her gaze wandered over his well-muscled body, undressing him piece by piece, until he felt naked. He shook his head slightly and smoothed his shirt and slacks with his hand, just to make sure he was still wearing them.

Author Bio – With the majestic Rocky Mountains for a backdrop, Tena Stetler is a paranormal romance author with an over-active imagination.  She wrote her first vampire romance at the age of eleven, to the chagrin of her mother and the delight of her friends. Tena finds stories in the strangest places, while camping, kayaking, or hiking in the mountains. Even at the hair salon ie,
A Demon’s Witch.  So far, she’s only found one dead body (imagined not real) during a camping trip, turned it into an exciting paranormal romantic suspense that’s nearly complete. For many years, Tena worked as a paralegal for a criminal law firm. You won’t believe the tales she can spin from that experience! Colorado is her home; shared with her husband, a brilliant Chow Chow, a spoiled parrot and a forty-year-old box turtle.  She loves the adventure of a road trip. Together with her husband and their companion animals, they have logged thousands of miles in their RV visiting over 3/4 of the United States.  The great northeast is still on the bucket list. Any winter evening, you can find her curled up in front of a crackling fire with a good book, a mug of hot chocolate and a big bowl of popcorn. 
To win a copy of Tena'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)