Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Meet Naomi Musch

Naomi and her husband Jeff live as epically as God allows on a ramshackle farm in Wisconsin's north woods near their five young adults and three grand-children. Amidst it, she writes stories about imperfect people who are finding hope and faith to overcome their struggles. Her entire Empire in Pine series, available now in eBook from Desert Breeze Publishing, will also go to print in 2013. She invites new friends and old to say hello and find out more about her books, passions, and other writing venues at http://www.naomimusch.com or look her up on Facebook and Twitter (NMusch).

The Black Rose

Despite the panic of 1893, logging reaches its golden era in the growing state of Wisconsin, and twins Jesilyn and Corianne Beaumont enjoy a comfortable life with family in the bursting Great Lake city of Superior. But when jealousy incites Jesi to seduce Cori's fiance, a flight and fall from grace lands her in a boomtown brothel, where a fresh start is denied her.

Camp preacher Paul Winter longs to offer hope in the logging and mining towns of northern Wisconsin, but not in the way he expects when he meets a redhead he calls Pie Girl. He's never had to battle his own longings quite this way before.

Meanwhile, stung by Jesilyn's betrayal, Corianne's bitterness might separate her fom a second chance at happiness and peace. Only by Grace can both women begin new lives, and budding love can bloom in places neither of them expect.

Here's an excerpt from The Black Rose:

Johnny Ray leered at her. "Well... look who the dogs dragged back. I know you, Red. You're the little gal who left me with the sore head and a whole lot of unfinished business."

He stepped close and jerked her chin up in his beefy fingers.

Clay laid a hand across Big John's forearm. "See here, Mister."

The bear shook him off like a pesky black fly. "And now here you are. Right back where we last met. We can pick up where we left off, but maybe we'll have a drink and a dance first."

Johnny Ray gripped her arm and twisted her toward the door.

"No!" She yanked free and fell against Clay, clutching him.

Clay backed up looking dumbfounded, with Jesi clinging to his coat front.

"Oh. I see. You're busy now." He threw Clay a look. "Better mind yourself, Mister. Don't turn your head. She's a thieving, mean little thing."

She shook her head and glanced at Clay. He scowled and removed her hand from his coat. "Jesi?"



Another voice came from the street. Jesi's twisted her head and saw Paul hoofing it around mud holes to cross the road toward them. She turned back to Clay.

His face had changed. His jaw set and his brow dipped. His face had taken on its tell-tale shade of red that it always seemed to turn when he was angry. "What've you become?" he hissed.

"Clay, no."

Big John busted out laughing. "What'd you think she was, Mister? I can tell you what." He jerked his head toward Maisey's dark interior. "So can anyone in this fine establishment."

She shook her head, tears blurred her vision. The sound of Gravy's piano playing clinked discordant tones in the background.

"Jesi?" Paul's voice, even but heavy with the worry she recognized, sounded close as he leapt onto the boardwalk. She turned to him, but didn't dare meet his gaze. She wiped the back of her hand across her eyes.

Big John kept laughing. Clay kept staring at her, his countenance growing harder by the second. His eyes took on the shade of thunderclouds over Lake Superior. "Is this how you've been living in Hurley?" His look scathed her. "Yet you were ready to try and fool me again."

She had no breath, no courage to deny it. Her heart had momentarily soared to the peaks, and then crashed down in a hideous mess.

His face contorted. "You're still nothing but a common trollop."

Paul's fist shot out without warning, catching Clay square in the jaw. He reeled backward off the boardwalk into the mud.

"Who the blazes are you?" John thundered, reaching for Paul's shirt.

Jesi covered her mouth, biting her palm.

Paul shoved a fist in his gut, but the big man merely cringed as he pushed Paul back. "What's your stake in all this?"

Paul found his footing. He glanced briefly at Clay, who'd gotten up and stood brushing mud off his suit. "I'll tell you." He took a run at Big John, crashing into his shoulder so that the brute fell hard against the side of the building. "She's my wife."

You can purchase The Black Rose at Amazon.

Naomi is giving away a copy of The Black Rose. The giveaway is only available to U.S. addresses. To be entered in the book giveaway, leave a comment. You can enter the book giveaway twice--once on each spotlight post.


Linda said...

I absolutely LOVE the cover of your book. Definitely fits the story! Please enter me.

desertrose5173 at gmail dot com

Naomi Musch said...

Thank you, Linda. I can tell you, I was really thrilled to see it. Jen Ranieri my cover artist at DBP, is one of the best. I love how she worked the elements together. Kind of displays the main character's condition: Twisted vines, blood red roses, weathered wood, beauty. :) Glad you commented!

Diana Flowers said...

I have the first two books in this series on my Kindle and have been waiting so that I might read them all back to back! Thanks for the opportunity to win this...it sounds wonderful! I love the covers on all 3 books in the series!


Susan said...

I've been fascinated by this book since Naomi posted its cover on her FB page. The story sounds awesome as well. I'd love to read it!

ann said...

I would love to win this book. I like the cover of it too.
amhengst at verizon dot net

Linds said...

I agree that the cover art is amazing... gorgeous and intriguing. Excited to see how the saga continues!

etelvina25 at gmail dot com

B. J. Robinson said...

Each of the beautiful covers fits the stories of your series, and I love the first two books and can't wait to finish The Black Rose. So happy to see they going to print. These beautiful novels deserve it. Deep reads, the kind I love, with characters you'll love. DB has awesome covers. Great cover artists. Blessings for success, BJ Robinson

Joy Hannabass said...

Again....love the cover...and I see I'm not the only one!
Thanks ladies.

cjajsmommy said...

Well, the excerpt got my attention. Please enter me to win a copy of this book if it isn' too late. djragno (at) hotmail (dot) com

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