I’m so excited to have my Love, Lust and Laptops co-blogger, Rosanna Leo, with me today.
The Mayan Riviera has been such a strong muse for both of us that we ended up writing books based in that area of Mexico. Before I turn it over to Rosanna, keep in mind that Christmas in Cancun releases December 1st but you can pre-order it now. Click Here. If you prefer paper, you are in luck! Amazon has them available and ready for delivery. Click Here
Let’s give Rosanna Leo a warm welcome!! (pun intended)
It’s such a pleasure for me to visit my pal KaLyn for our mutual celebration of Mexico! Of course, you will have heard KaLyn is celebrating the release of Christmas in Cancun. This brought back such good memories of my own trips to Mexico’s Mayan Riviera. I’ve traveled 5 times to the Mayan and my family and I miss it so much when we’re not there.
The beauty of the area prompted me to write my own book Sunburn, a paranormal romance featuring the Greek god Apollo and a flustered travel blogger named Patience. I set the story in a fictional resort named Helios, which was based on the resorts I visited. In it, Apollo and Patience explore several beautiful locales in this sunny region. And who wouldn’t want to experience the same heady rush of sensation? The warmth on one’s skin while lounging by the pool. Tasting the salt in the air while visiting the famed Tulum beach. Strolling down manicured avenues lined with exotic plants.
To me, a visit to Mexico is all about the senses. The sweet smells of cocoa butter and fruity drinks stay with you, long after packing up to go home. The memories of delicacies from 5-star restaurants still make me salivate. And the sound of lapping water is the most therapeutic thing I can envision.
I hope you enjoy this “visit” to the Mayan Riviera. Not convinced it’s for you? Well, pick up copies of Sunburn and Christmas in Cancun and see for yourself. KaLyn and I would be only too pleased to escort you there for a spell.
Patience O’Conner is a travel blogger who lives for her work. Her dedication to her readers brings her to the famed Helios Resort in Mexico, a locale that stuns her with its beauty but at which she suffers from some very strange accidents. Luckily, hunky resort bartender Apollo Delos is always there in the nick of time, a malcontent guardian angel. Apollo stuns Patience again and again with his life-saving abilities, to say nothing of his smoldering looks and apparent desire to keep her alive. Before long, Patience wonders if there is more to the sexy bartender than mixed cocktails and insane first-aid skills. Something strange is happening at Helios and Apollo doesn’t want to talk about it. Can Patience open herself up to this enigmatic man, even though she is terrified to be vulnerable again? And can Apollo recover from an eternity of hurt and learn to trust once more? They must both decide before Death comes calling.
She approached the booth, only to find the blond bartender manning it. Her eyes almost popped and she blurted, “You!”
He grinned, but there was still a tightness around his eyes, as if he were sizing her up. “Hello, Patience.” His strained expression said volumes about what he considered to be the unsuitability of her name.
She tried to ignore the sucker punch in her gut, the one that hit her as soon as his deep, velvety voice caressed her eardrums. “Aren’t you supposed to be at the bar?”
His smile grew wider, showing off his perfect white teeth. “I’m everywhere.”
“Clearly.” She forced herself to look away from his gorgeous face, feeling light-headed because of the suns dancing in her eyes, the suns that seemed to come from him. To distract herself, she touched a few of the painted bowls on display. Not that it snuffed out those blasted suns.
He stepped closer. “Do you see anything you like?”
She choked on her saliva and coughed like a victim of the Black Death. He rushed to calm her, putting his hand on her back, massaging. She recovered upon feeling his touch and was hit by the bizarre, fleeting notion his touch made her recover.
As if he’d healed her.
Utter nonsense. Yet as much as it was nonsense, her head swam with the bizarre possibility.
“Better?” he asked quietly, his face serious now.
She stared into the man’s eyes. They were blue, so very blue. “Uh, yeah, thanks.” Curiosity got the better of her and the question poured out. “What’s your name anyway?”
He breathed in. “Apollo Delos.”
“Oh, wow,” she said, breaking into a grin. “Just like Apolo Anton Ohno! I loved him on Dancing with the Stars!”
He got a curious look and let out a strange laugh. “Yeah. Just like him.”
Rosanna Leo is a multi-published romance author with Liquid Silver Books. Several of her books about Greek gods, selkies and shape shifters have been named Night Owl Romance and Two Lips Recommended Reads. When not writing, she can be found haunting dusty library stacks or planning her next star-crossed love affair. Her hot contemporary Vice will be published by Samhain Publishing summer 2015. www.rosannaleo.blogspot.com