On The Edge has a
lot of things that you might love: alpha hero, sarcasm, heat, a goofy dog… It
also has a book within a book. When I decided my heroine, Glory, would be a
romance author, I knew I should also include the story she writes as part of
the main story.
Glory is suffering writer’s block after recently losing her
mother. Her father buys Blue Spruce Lodge, a rundown chalet on a defunct ski
hill and wants her to help him renovate it. The hero, Rolf, is an alpine gold-medalist
and owner of a sports equipment conglomerate. He’s recommissioning the hill as
a world-class resort for elite athletes. Glory’s thought when she meets him:
‘He was the full romance hero package, with his warrior physique, his chartered
helicopter, and his stony expression.’
She’s inspired! But she has a lot on her plate and Rolf is
not the easiest guy to like. They clash. A lot.
And he thinks she’s mooning at him because she’s attracted. She is,
reluctantly, but mostly she’s writing him into a no-room-at-the-inn Christmas
romance. Their misunderstanding culminates in a fight over a foam heart on a cup
of coffee that is a turning point in their relationship. Here’s a snippet of
that:
He bit back a sigh and licked his
lips. “You seem to be making an effort to catch my attention.” He nodded at the
foam heart. “I just want to be up front, so there aren’t any misunderstandings.
I’m not interested.”
Maybe that was harsh, but he
wasn’t someone who danced around, avoiding the hard jobs.
Her eyes widened even more,
growing wounded and embarrassed. Pink bled into her face so deep, her freckles
disappeared. Her bottom lip started to quiver before she bit down on it. Her
brow pleated and her eyes began to gloss.
He set his back teeth, not having
planned to make explanations, but maybe he needed to dial this back a notch.
“We work together—”
“No, we don’t! You treat me like I
work for you.”
He cocked a brow at that. Well,
yeah. He was paying for a room and all.

She grabbed his mug and threw it
into the bar sink where it bounced out and clattered to the floor, sending
coffee exploding all over the walls, counter, and floor.
If you’d like to read the first two chapters of On The Edge, they’re here: http://danicollins.com/books/on-the-edge/#excerpt
Fun Fact: The
book Glory writes, Blessed Winter, is
the long-awaited sequel to Cruel Summer,
the short story you receive when you join my newsletter. Don’t have it yet? No
problem, read the Giveaway below.
GIVEAWAY:
Sign up to Dani’s newsletter (http://danicollins.com/subscribe/)
and you’ll automagically receive an email with the link to download the short,
ebook romance Cruel Summer.
The champion meets his
match…
When Glory Cormer’s father introduces her to ‘their’ new
business partner, she’s appalled. Viking-like Rolf Johansson exudes the same
alpha-intimidation that jocks used to torment her through high school. After
nursing her mother the last several years, she’s trying to break out of her
shell and secretly pursue a writing career, but Rolf insists she go through
with the rotten deal her father struck with his brother to renovate an old
chalet.
Rolf envisions this mountain as a world-class resort for
elite athletes and other jet setters. As a downhill champion and owner of a
world-renowned sports equipment empire, he knows what it takes to get what he
wants. Nothing will stop him, especially not a hotheaded wallflower who turns
the ice in his veins to lava.
Amazon: http://amzn.to/2Abmj0q
Dani’s Bio:
Award-winning and USA Today Bestselling author Dani Collins
thrives on giving readers emotional, compelling, heart-soaring romance with
some laughter and heat thrown in, just like real life.
Mostly Dani writes contemporary romance for Harlequin
Presents and Tule’s Montana Born, but her backlist of forty books also includes
self-published erotic romance, romantic comedy, and even an epic medieval
fantasy.
When she’s not writing—just kidding, she’s always writing.
Dani lives in Christina Lake, BC, Canada with her husband of thirty years who
occasionally coaxes her out of her attic office to visit their grown children.
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