Sunday, September 27, 2015

Welcome Debra Jupe—Author of Romantic Suspense

Welcome, Debra. It's a pleasure to have you here today to talk about your latest release, Toxic. I finished it this morning and loved the story line and the characters. You kept me guessing until the very end.

Please leave Debra a comment in the section below. On Wednesday evening I'll select a winner for an ecopy of Birdie's Nest.

Hi all! I'm Debra Jupe. I write romance/suspense, and I'm thrilled to be here. I'd like to thank my dear friend,
Linda LaRoque for allowing me to take over her blog today. I'm excited to meet her friends and readers.

I'm here to talk about my latest release, Toxic, published by The Wild Rose Press. Toxic is my third novel, but it's actually the first book I wrote. I began writing seriously in 20o4, during a particularly difficult period in my life, and Toxic is the result of that time.
The story takes place in a small town outside of Houston, quite like the one I lived in when I wrote the book. The setting is in a nursery and coincidentally I worked at a plant farm, so I used that experience throughout. The main character, Gracie Desoto probably has the closest personality to mine as opposed to any of my other heroines--mainly, she's a chocolate and soda lover--definitely a personal trait. 

A lot of pleasure came from putting together this story. I hope you'll give it a read. Below is my blurb and a little teaser. Let me know what you think.

To find the truth, she'll have to defeat his darkness...

Landscaper Gracie Desoto is too busy building her business to worry about her love life. Until she receives news her ex-husband is getting remarried, and she meets the enigmatic Ethan McCarthy. Despite the warning bells, Grace can’t deny her attraction to the much younger man.

Ethan McCarthy is a man on the mission. His job keeps him on his toes, plus he’s dealing with personal issues he can’t figure out. He doesn’t have room in his life for a romance, until an encounter with the adorable Gracie changes his mind.
In a whirlwind weekend of missing plants and a murder with Ethan as a possible suspect,

Gracie is determined to solve the mystery and clear her man. Together, they head down a darkened path into an unknown where they may not survive.
Is their love toxic, or is it worth the risk?


A model employee, that’s what you are. I’ll tell Mike to give you a raise.” Gracie abruptly broke their connection. “Thank you for the dance. Now excuse me.” She whipped around on the slick floor. One leg slid in front of her, while the other slipped behind. She struggled to regain her poise and not perform the splits in front of the entire nursery industry.
Rough hands glided over her bare arms to steady her. “You okay?”
“I’m fine.” She didn’t bother to look in his direction as he set her back on her feet.
“Might want to go easy on the margaritas.”
She ignored his recommendation. Though grateful for stability, she wanted to get away from Ethan McCarthy pronto. She stood in mid-indignation not sure of her next move. Everyone seemed occupied, and she had no place to go. The bar caught her eye. The hell with his suggestion. Tonight the section of the restaurant was her only true friend.
A large hand encircled her forearm. “Easy, Ms. D.” Ethan pulled her to him. “It’s an observation. I need to know the feelings weren’t mutual.”
“Mutual feelings? With Reed? Why would you want to know that?”
His lips curved. “’Cause, I prefer not to make a move if you’re otherwise involved.”
“Make a move?”
“I’m pretty sure you understand the concept, but in case you don’t.” He brushed his mouth against hers, then smiled. “Consider yourself hit on.”

You can find this book at   The Wild Rose Press or on

Debra Jupe
Author of Romance Suspense
Intriguing love stories that will take you beyond your wildest dreams…

Current releases

Echoes in the Wind
Tomorrow Doesn't Matter Tonight

Monday, September 14, 2015

Flames on the Sky has been revised and is now 50% at The Wild Rose Press

Flames on the Sky, a time travel, has been revised and re-released. As with many books we find things after publication we'd like to change, but usually aren't given the opportunity. Fortunately I've been able to make those changes.
This novel is book II in the Turquoise Legacy. Book I is My Heart Will Find Yours. It is available at The Wild Rose Press and other online book stores.

The Anasazi whispered of his evil and of the woman who could defeat it. Fire, sky, and stone must unite to fulfill an ancient prophecy.
Madison Evans inherits a turquoise locket, travels to New Mexico, and discovers the stone dates back to the Chacoan Anasazi. When she's attacked, parks ranger Lonan Stone, of Chacoan ancestry, fears Madison's turquoise is a missing twin of the revered Fallen Skystone, an egg size piece of turquoise on display in Albuquerque. The mystical stone is missing two slivers – one’s in Madison’s necklace, the others whereabouts unknown, but if united by evil they can destroy.
Madison and Lonan are part of a 1000 year old prophecy to save Chaco Canyon. Thrust back in time, they meet a witch, solve a murder, fall in love, and imprison a 1000 year old evil spirit. Their mission complete, can these two people from different cultures blend their lives as the prophecy predicted?
(268 pages) Spicy
$4.99/50% off at The Wild Rose Press
Here is an excerpt.
Madison felt as if she'd traveled to the Twilight Zone. Lilly's claims were preposterous, but, she couldn't deny what she'd seen on the cliff face or the dreams.
"Yes, you need to tell me about the dreams. They started at the time you received the necklace, right?"
Madison nodded. "How did you know?"
"I assumed the ancient Elders would haunt you, but when Lonan called yesterday, I knew so for a fact." Her smile was sympathetic. "Tell me about them."
Lilly's eyes lit with excitement as Madison talked. When she finished, the older woman leaned back and closed her eyes.
Lonan's brow was furrowed, his mouth pinched. "What did you mean when you said, 'You are the one'?"
She pierced him with an intent look. "Did not Madison say you were the very image of the warrior in her dream? The prophecy requires that someone from the past, which is you, son, be chosen to be Madison's protector." Lilly turned to Madison.
Oh, no. I don't think I want to hear this. She held up her hands and shook her head. "No--"
"Yes, Madison, with hair of fire, whether you like it or not, the gods chose you, someone from the future, to find the third stone and reunite the twins with the mother stone. Together, you two will find a way to consign the evil one to the pit below Mother Earth, where he belongs."

Thanks you for reading and writing! Please check out my website at

Monday, July 27, 2015

Everyone Loves a Bargain—Wounded Hearts is now $1.99

Wounded Hearts is now on sale for $1.99 at the following online bookstore.
Page Foundry

I hope you'll grab a copy and get one for a friend also!

Many thanks,


Thursday, July 23, 2015

I'm Convalescing Again—Shamrocks and Travel Trailers

This is the second time in just over two years that I've been off my feet. This time I tripped over a parking stop and landed on my left knee fracturing the patella and tibia. After six days in a stabilizing brace, I saw the orthopedic doctor. After more x-rays he put me in another brace and I'm to go back in three weeks. I'm so grateful I don't need surgery.

You'd think sitting around I'd be able to get a lot of writing done, but I'm not comfortable so haven't made much progress. I don't hurt, I just can't relax.
@Alexander Raths on

I'm working on two stories at the same time. One is a Historical Western Romance that takes place in 1890. The Irish heroine is fleeing Ireland to get away and hide from her step-father. My working title is A Shamrock in Texas.

The horseshoe in the picture was supposed to symbolize Texas. From my reading I learned, it, along with the four-leaf clover, symbolize luck. When used as a decorative piece, if the shoe is open to the bottom, you can lose all you've gathered. Turn it open side up, to fill it up again.

@3quarks on
The second story is a Women's Fiction set in current time Dallas. My working title is It's My Turn. I can't tell you much about it or I'll be giving away the story line. I will say it involves a retro pink travel trailer and though serious, has some humorous moments.

I've had this "thing" for a travel trailer lately, especially a retro one, and my husband keeps saying "No." He'd rather stay in a motel, and truthfully I do to, but I think they're so cute and I miss those earlier days. We had a travel trailer when the kids were young, but let's face it, they can be a lot of work. Plus you need a place to park them and you need special insurance to cover damage.

I hope you'll leave me a comment today. I'm particularly interested in your interest in travel trailers, especially those retro one. If I could pick anyone I wanted, I'd chose one that is turquoise and white and pull it with a 1957 turquoise and white Thunderbird. Of course I couldn't pull a very big trailer but that's okay.

What would you chose. Look at the pictures on Pintrest.

Happy Reading and Writing,


Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Wounded Hearts — A touching novella about love and war.

Wounded Hearts, a contemporary novella, is available for pre-order now on Amazon. It  goes on sale July 4th and is a perfect story for celebrating America's Independence.

I love the cover. Thanks to design artist Diana Carlile for this beautiful cover. Visit her blog to see her work.

Sarah Lawson's fiancé Logan Miller died in Afghanistan. She receives a text from a war buddy, Brandon Perdue, who wants to meet and deliver a message from Logan.

Physically and emotionally scarred, Brandon values Sarah's friendship. In time Sarah finds herself attracted to him and wants their relationship to deepen, but he fears she's projecting her feelings for Logan on to him.    


“I’m sorry, mister. I didn’t mean nothing bad about what I said.”
“I know you didn’t, young man.” Would he ever get used to his changed voice? The heat and gasoline fumes had permanently damaged his vocal cords. “No offense taken. I realize my face is hard to gaze upon, especially by someone so young.”
He shuffled his feet. “Ah, you don’t look so bad.”
Brandon couldn’t hide his grin, though his mouth twisted in a grotesque way when he did so, but the kid didn’t flinch. “That’s mighty kind of you to say.”
“Was you in the war?”
He cleared his throat. “Yes, I was.”
The boy hung his head. “I’m sorry.” He looked up giving Brandon a clear view of his innocent brown eyes. He chewed on his lip a minute. “Can I give you a hug?”
Tears stung Brandon’s eyes and a knot formed in his hoarse throat. “I’d love a hug, especially from a fine young man such as you.”
The child launched himself at Brandon and two skinny arms squeezed his neck tight. Brandon hugged him close, shut his eyes, and breathed in the little boy smell—a mixture of soap, dirt, and chocolate milk.
Brandon released him. “Thank you. That hug was better than an ice cream cone.”
“You bet. Now run along and tell your mom we’re square.”
He grinned, waved, and ran to the door where his mother waited. Brandon nodded to the woman. She smiled and mouthed “Thank you.”

He watched them cross the street, heat radiating off the pavement. His heart ached. How he’d love to have a child or two, but there was little chance of that now. With his ugly facial burns, no woman with sight would marry someone with his horrid scars.

I hope you'll order your copy of Wounded Hearts and please leave a review when you've finished reading. I value your opinion.

Happy Reading and Writing!

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Prizes and Refreshments—Hot Summer Nights Author Event

Prizes—gift cards, books, free coffee cards and a NOOK!

Join us and meet local authors, talk writing, and become familiar with Ebooks and how to download them.

Hope to see you there.

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Friday, May 8, 2015

Texas Independence—Gonzales, Texas

Gonzales, Texas is a town filled with history. Many people believe the Alamo was the first battle for Texas Independence, but in truth, the first shot was fired from Gonzales County.

In early Texas history, they were under Mexican rule and 400 hundred families were allowed to settle near the area where the San Marcos and Guadalupe Rivers met. In 1826, though peace had been negotiated with the Karankawa and Tonkawa Indians, the Comanche continued to raid. Requests were sent to the Mexican government in San Antonio for aid. Hoping for soldiers for protection, instead they received a six-pounder cannon sometime in 1831.

When politics came into play in the 1830s, "the Mexican government wavered between federalist and central policies." With unrest as to which side the settlers would take. When a Mexican soldier killed a Gonzales resident, outrage and public protests ensued. The Mexican Government felt it unwise to leave the cannon in the possession of the Gonzales citizens and sent a corporal and five enlisted men to take possession of the 6-pounder. The Mexican soldiers were escorted from the town empty handed.

Site where the cannon was buried.
Knowing the Mexican Army wouldn't allow Gonzales to keep the cannon and would send additional troops, mayor Andrew Ponton sent out requests for help. When they arrived, the Texians (as they were called in that era) had removed the ferry and all boats and they had no way to cross. They were informed the mayor was out of town and they'd have to wait until his return to cross. Three Texians hurried to bury the cannon while others spread out to seek help.

Eighty men arrived and they elected John Henry Moore of Fayette as their leader—Joseph
Washington Elliot Wallace and Edward Burleson of Columbus were elected second and third. The Texans no longer recognized Santa Anna's centralist government. They raised a white banner with a cannon painted in black and the words "Come and Take It." This was the first state flag of Texas and "evoked the American Revolutionary-era slogan 'Don't Tread on Me.'"

Moore called a war council which voted to initiate a fight. The cannon was dug up and placed on wheels. The Mexicans had moved up river about seven miles and at 6:00 A.M. the Texians opened fire. Both armies fell back due to difficulty maneuvering in the trees. When the Texians fired their cannon, Casteneda led his troops back to San Antonio.

This is just a small recap of the beginning of the Texas Revolution. There is so much more to read and see. Gonzales is filled with historic sites, homes, and museums. One day in this fine city was not enough. Take two or three.

Here are some of the historical homes.

Discover Gonzales County 2015. "One Small Cannon," p. 4.

Thanks for reading!