HEATING IT UP
A new Red Hot Russians
novella coming February 27, 2017!
In HEATING IT UP, a heart-warming novel of
mistaken identity and forced proximity, widow Nora Bradford and Russian
adventurer Alexei Zaikov must work together to save their small Antarctic town
from being shut down—but will the truth about Nora’s role in Amity Bay’s
demise, doom their romance?
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Title: Heating it Up
Author: Elizabeth Harmon
Author Location: Chicago, IL
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 27, 2017
Publisher: Indie
Series: Red Hot Russians
Word Count: Novella, 30k
Format: Digitial
Digital ISBN: 9781370182220
Synopsis:
Red Hot Russian Alexei is
king of the Ice…Antarctic style
Alexei Zaikov loves his life in remote Amity
Bay, Antarctica, until a new luxury guesthouse threatens the small town’s
future. As head of Amity Bay, he’s driven to save it, but first must discover
who is hiding out in the supposedly deserted lodge…and why.
Nora Bradford has
lost everything; a promising career and the man she loved. Glacier Ridge Lodge,
the architectural masterpiece she designed but was denied credit for, seems
like the perfect place to grieve her loss, until a ruggedly handsome Russian arrives
on her doorstep, determined to bring her in from the cold.
Desire sparks,
leaving them hungry for more. But will the truth about Nora’s role in Amity
Bay’s demise, doom their romance?
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Copyright © 2016
Elizabeth Harmon
“Stop right here,” Nora Bradford raised her voice so the
driver could hear her over the engine’s rumble. The giant tractor’s snow treads
ground to a halt behind Glacier Ridge Lodge.
Nora
peered through the cab’s dirty windows. Her former firm’s chartered yacht was
still anchored in the icy water of Amity Bay, Antarctica. She wasn’t sure if
that was good or bad.
“You sure you don’t want me to drive you down
to the boat?” Charlie, the driver, who brought Nora back to Amity Bay from
McMurdo Station, leaned over, concern in his voice. “It’s a long walk with all
your stuff.”
“No!” Nora whipped around in her cramped seat
as much as her bulky red parka allowed, and grabbed her suitcase. Tired as she
was, the thing seemed to weigh a ton, but she managed to hoist it into her lap.
“It’s two in the morning and everyone’s asleep.
I’ll be fine up here, and in the morning, I’ll call down for help if I
need it.”
The
driver hesitated, and she sensed he didn’t like the idea of dropping her off at
an empty building in the dead of night. During the three hour drive, she’d
gotten to know him a bit. Charlie seemed like a decent guy.
Unlike
some.
“You sure?” Charlie said, frowning. “Don’t
forget, Antarctica ain’t exactly San Francisco.”
“Really?
I hadn’t noticed.” Immediately, she regretted her sarcasm. Taking her problems
out on others solved nothing, and this poor guy didn’t deserve to have his head
bitten off. The stress of the last few days and the seriousness of what she was
about to do were clearly getting to her. Best to get on with it.
You
don’t have to do this. There’s still time to change your mind.
The calm voice of her more
rational self intruded, just as it had when she’d hatched this plan an hour
ago. Once more she shoved it from her thoughts.
“Really,
I’ll be fine.” She tipped her chin and blinked quickly to clear the fresh
tears. She gave a shaky laugh. “I designed this place. It’s only natural I’d
want to spend one last night here. And you need to get back to McMurdo, so you
don’t miss your flight home.”
“True,”
Charlie agreed. “Hey, you have a good trip back to San Fran.”
Nora
sniffed. “Right. And you have a good trip back to the States, too. Cleveland,
right?”
“Yep.
It’ll be good to get home.”
For
Charlie, who had something to go back to, it probably was good. Nora slid down
from the cab, dragging her suitcase behind her.
Inside,
the lodge was quiet and empty, just as she’d hoped. She bustled through the
first floor then up the stairs, making as little noise as possible, alert for
anyone who might have slept here after last night’s Dedication Gala. When she
safely reached the third floor, she released a sigh. For now, she was alone.
But there was no time to waste.
Quickly,
she dashed to an out-the-way linen closet—-one that locked-- and stashed her
belongings on an upper shelf. Then she flew into action, racing though the
lodge, gathering up batteries, light bulbs, tissue, soap. Canned food from the
pantry. Vegetable seeds for the hydroponic greenhouse. Frozen meat, cheese and
wine. Anything she could use during the long, dark Antarctic winter.
In the
kitchen, she found trays of party leftovers. Adrenaline had stolen her
appetite, but she forced herself to gorge on an impromptu breakfast of imported
cheeses and bacon-wrapped shrimp. She carefully rewrapped what was left, as
someone from the ship was obviously coming back for it, and retreated upstairs.
Weak
sunshine shone down through the third floor skylights, as Nora stood before the
closet, and inventoried what she’d hunted, gathered and stored. She’d not
wanted to take so much that it would be missed, but what she had looked
pitifully meager. Not nearly enough to
survive on for six months in the harshest environment on earth. When everyone
came back in September to reopen the lodge, they could be in for one hell of a
surprise.
Stop it. You put every high-tech fail-safe
known to man in this building. You’re linked by satellite to Vancouver, and
even to that little research station at the bottom of the hill. What’s the
worst that could happen?
That
someone would find her before the week was out, put her on the first plane
home, and contact her former firm. Herbert would paint her as a crazy
ex-employee. Her career in sustainable architecture would be over, and she’d
never work again.
The
other worst-case scenario? That her fail-safes would fail, and she’d freeze to
death. Or run out of food and starve to death. On the bright side, at least
she’d be with Blake.
Praise for the Red Hot
Russians Series
Pairing
Off: A 2016 RITA Award Finalist
Pairing
Off: “Very Enjoyable Book by a knowledgeable author about my favorite sport”—Smart
Bitches, Trashy Books
Turning
It On: 2015 Favorites—Nelle’s Nightstand
Getting
It Back: “Truly Magical”—Top
Pick-Harlequin Junkie
Getting
It Back: 4 Stars—Romantic Times
Getting
It Back: Heats Up the Ice—Library Journal
Other Books in the Red
Hot Russians Series
PAIRING OFF (2016 RITA
nominated Best First Book!)
Available at: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Google Books | Kobo
TURNING IT ON (Red Hot Russians #2)
Available at: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Google Play | Kobo | iBooks
GETTING IT BACK (Red Hot Russians #3)
Available at: Amazon | Barnes &
Noble | Kobo | iTunes | Google Play
Author Bio:
Elizabeth Harmon loves to read and write romances
with a dash of different.
A graduate of the University of Illinois, she has
worked in advertising, community journalism and as a freelance magazine writer.
She feels incredibly blessed to have a career that allows her to spend her days
imagining “what if?” and a loving family that keeps her grounded in the real
world. Her debut novel, Pairing Off is a
2016 RITA Award Finalist.
An adventurous cook, vintage home enthusiast,
occasional actress, and entry-level figure skater, Elizabeth makes her home in
the Midwest, where life is good, but the sports teams aren’t. She loves to hang
out on her front porch, or at her favorite local establishments, enjoy good food
and wine, and talk writing with anyone who will listen.
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