Author’s Spotlight ~ Martha O’Sullivan

I am honored to have on my blog today

Martha O’Sullivan

and her book Second Chance (Chances Trilogy Book 1)

About the Author

Martha O’Sullivan has loved reading romance novels for as long as she can remember. Writing her own novels is the realization of a lifelong dream for this stay-at-home mom. Martha writes spicy, contemporary romances with traditional couples and happy endings. She is the author of the Chances trilogy from Red Sage Publishing. Her current work-in-progress in a sweet and steamy Christmas novel set in Costa Careyes, Mexico. A native Chicagoan, she lives her own happy ending in Tampa with her husband and two daughters.

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Second Chance (Chances trilogy #1)

by Martha O’Sullivan
ebook, First, 147 pages
Published September 1st 2013 by Red Sage Publishing

Goodreads

Lindsay Foster has convinced herself that marrying Paul Webster is the right thing to do. But now that Brian Rembrandt is standing in front of her again, undressing her with his eyes, she finds herself torn between the life she’s always wanted and the man she’ll always love.

Brian’s up for that fight; he’s used to getting what he wants. And he’s never met a rule, or a woman, that couldn’t be broken. So when Lindsay won’t come to him, he goes to her.

But it’s more complicated than that.

This love triangle has an extra side. Lindsay’s best friend Moira Brody has a game-changing secret. And she’s not the only one. The chain of events set in motion on the tranquil shores of Lake Tahoe come to an astonishing end on a foggy San Francisco night. And alter the course of four lives forever.

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(Second) Chance of a Lifetime by Martha O’Sullivan

My love affair with California began at the tender age of fifteen and continues today, three decades later. So it should come as no surprise that the book of my heart, which somehow turned into a trilogy, is set there.

Maybe it was the indescribable thrill of a Midwestern girl seeing the ocean for the first time. Or the unapologetically bronzed coeds with movie-star teeth driving silver metallic convertibles and playing volleyball in the sand. Perhaps the towering palm trees swaying against the impossibly blue sky? But that was in Southern Cal; my Chances trilogy takes place in Lake Tahoe and San Francisco, hundreds of miles north.

I was an inadvertently lonely, only child of the 1970s, growing up in a place where a short, precious summer turned into a long, cold winter seemingly overnight. In high school, I often opted for the city bus because it stopped in front of the library. Just a branch, but they had loads of paperback books. And I always found myself drawn to the wire rack of slightly musty and lovingly tattered romance novels. The books took me to places all over the world where effortlessly beautiful, wonderfully flawed heroines were swept off their feet by dynamic, irresistible heroes. I preferred the books to the afternoon soaps because I could use my overzealous imagination to fashion the characters to my liking. And if I found the ending disappointing or abrupt, I would simply continue the story in my head.

Writing such ideas down, however, took another thirty years.

In the interim, I went to college and met my own alpha hero. And he took me to San Francisco on our honeymoon.
And, as cliché as it sounds, that’s where I left my heart. Well, part of it anyway. Because eight years and two babies later, he took me to Lake Tahoe for the very first time.
And my frisson with California moved even farther north.

I hope my Chances trilogy will take you there. And you’ll leave a little piece of your heart behind too. Here’s the Chances trilogy in a nutshell and a short synopsis and PG excerpt from Second Chance, the trilogy opener.

Martha O’Sullivan’s Chances trilogy is available now from Red Sage Publishing. Second Chance, the trilogy opener, is a reunion/love triangle romance that keeps the shores of Lake Tahoe blazing hot long after the sultry summer sun has set. Chance Encounter, the trilogy’s second installment, heats up San Francisco’s chilly days and blustery nights with white-hot passion and pulse-pounding suspense. And in Last Chance, the conclusion of the trilogy, lifelong friends-turned-lovers melt the snow-packed Sierras into lust-fueled puddles despite the single-digit temperatures of the Lake Tahoe winter.

Excerpt (PG)

Second Chance, Chances trilogy #1,
by Martha O’Sullivan

Eight hours later Lindsay rolled onto her back and opened one eye and then cautiously, the other. Her head, the apparent bounty in a volleyball tournament, was splitting in two. She sat up slowly, promising herself she would never, ever drink again and cursed the summer sun. Surveying the room, she noticed a blanket and pillow strewn upon the narrow couch in the corner. She sprung up, hand on heart, and realized she was still in her dress.

And that Brian had stayed here. The panic rising inside her would have been enough to keep her cowering in bed, but for the rich, earthy aroma floating through the crisp morning air. She rose gingerly, stomach pulling in apprehension and anticipation, and headed downstairs.

“You really need to do something about those creaky floors.” Brian was standing on the bottom landing, legs crossed at the ankles, with a wide grin on his face. It accentuated the crow’s feet that framed his eyes and reminded Lindsay of wondering what color eyes a baby of theirs would have. The most perfect shade of blue, no doubt. He handed her the steaming mug in his right hand, adding, “Good morning.”

“Good morning.” Lindsay imbibed the coffee, sighing dreamily as it slid down her throat. “Thanks.”
“I sweetened it with honey. Does wonders for a hangover.” “I’ll take the hive, then”
“You look great if that’s any consolation. Love the pjs.”
Lindsay ignored his attempt at humor. “You stayed here, didn’t you?”
His expression instantly collapsed. “I couldn’t leave you like that. Plus,” he hesitated, then finished quietly, “I still need an answer.”
“An answer?” she stalled, averting her eyes to the open deck door. A wave runner roared by, leaving a zigzag of foamy footprints in its wake.
“Yeah.” He was so close now she could smell the morning on him. “Why did you run away?”
The pull in her stomach became incorrigible twinges of angst. “I didn’t run away,” she countered briskly. “My grandmother needed me.”
Brian tipped her face to his. “I needed you.”
Her heart soared in her chest, but she bridled it. Not enough, she silently disdained. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have ended things that way. I know that now.”
“You can’t end what’s not over. And it’s not over between us.” Linking his arms around her waist, he made quick work of the small space between them.
“It has to be.”
“It’s not,” he muttered, kissing that spot under her earlobe. The one he knew sent a quiver coursing through her body that wicked between her legs.
Like it was right now.
But it would be the last time. The last time her head would slant, allowing his lips to tantalize and devour her throat en route to her mouth. The last time their tongues would meet and part rhythmically, lasciviously. The last time his hands would scoop her up at the buttocks, and she would instinctively coil her legs to circle his hips and her arms to wreathe his neck. The last time her delta would press against his urgency. Because somehow she would learn to live without his scent, his touch, his weight on her.
Again.
Insides blazing, she went boneless as he carried her to the couch. His hands crept up her back, fumbling with the knot at her neck. She felt the ties of the halter fall into the valley between her breasts. Pangs of molten desire flooded her stomach as Brian suckled one breast, then the other. Straddled between his brawny legs, she arched beneath him on the cool leather. Sighing endearments, Brian fondled, nipped, and licked. His tortuously slow tongue worked her bare throat and chest while his lightning fast hands claimed her torso and hips. Then a primal reverberation began to quicken in the essence of her. And just as it was about to break free, he clutched her face and heaved, “I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more than I want to make love to you right now.”
Lindsay recognized the feral need in his eyes and knew it mirrored her own. “I don’t think I have either. But we can’t.” She shook her head, trying to clear her mind despite the vapor steaming between their bodies. “I’m getting married.”

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