Same charming small town.
Brand new heartwarming characters!
Missed: Rafael & Lisa by USA Today bestseller Tess Thompson arrives on March 24th.
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Return to the beloved beach town of Cliffside Bay, where USA Today bestseller Tess Thompson spins another emotional, intriguing tale about overcoming adversity and finding strength in love in this standalone story about Lisa and Rafael.
After years of struggling as a starving actor, Lisa Perry's dreams are finally coming true. Splitting her time between Los Angeles and Cliffside Bay, the young beauty has a successful television miniseries, her first movie role, and quality time with her best friends Maggie and Pepper. Everything is coming up roses until a single tragic moment changes Lisa forever.
Haunted by unshakable memories and near-crippling anxiety, Lisa must face a publicity tour full of crowds and interviews in order to move her budding career forward. And with the help of Rafael Soto, the head of security for Brody and Kara Mullen, she finally begins to relax. Though the pair are as different as night and day, something about her temporary bodyguard soothes the young actress, and soon their relationship turns from professional to passionate.
But what neither anticipates is that despite the obvious threats to a beautiful ingenue, it's actually her protector who stands in harm's way. Will Lisa and Rafael be able to face the danger awaiting him together, or are they destined to accept yet another tragedy they can't stop?
USA Today bestselling author Tess Thompson welcomes you back to Cliffside Bay to explore the rich, heartwarming stories of the characters who brightened the original five novels in the series. Each book in the Cliffside Bay Series is intended to be read and enjoyed as a sweet standalone, but for maximum enjoyment read this binge-worthy series in order.
I thought I'd share a bit about my writer journey today, hoping it might interest you to hear some of the background of my latest book.
The third in my romantic mystery series, BLUE INK, releases on January 21st. This is the book I thought might never see the light of day.
It started in the autumn of 2015 when I wrote the first half of the first draft. 2015 had been an exciting year. I met my now husband in February and I fell madly in love with him. We agreed after only six months of dating that we were predestined to be together, like we fit together in perfect harmony. We're opposites. He's a genius math guy and also super athletic. He's the spreadsheet type and somewhat OCD about certain things, like making sure we have a back up of EVERYTHING. He loves to collect stuff and doesn't think any corner of the house should be empty. I'm a book worm, nonathletic, love simplicity and minimalism and lack of clutter.
He had two boys and three cats. I had two girls and two cats.
We have joked that if merged into one person, we would be perfect. However, deciding to partner for the rest of our lives was the next best thing.
When he proposed to me, he said before he met me he didn't believe soulmates existed. He's not a spiritual person. He's a man of math and science. But because of the way we seemed to fit together so effortlessly and how he felt about me, he now believed soulmates might be a real thing.
I said yes! I know, not a surprise. We were married in the summer of 2106, merging our families into one family of 4 kids and 5 cats.
Anyway, back to the book. During the week of holiday break in the December of 2015, my daughters went with their father for a vacation to Oregon. I went to Cliff's to spend the week with him. Excited to see him and forgetting everything but being in his arms, I left my laptop in the trunk of my car. In the morning, it was gone. Stolen.
I had a backup of all my work, or so I thought, after purchasing an expensive external hard drive. But no. The manuscript was gone.
Being me, I got right back to work on it. I rewrote it and sent it off to my editor. When I received notes back, it was obvious that it needed a lot of work. I set to it. The writing was like pulling teeth. I kind of hated the story - dark and twisted with a serial killer. Ugh. One day, after struggling for a week or two, I called my writer buddy. He advised me to put it aside and write what was tugging at me. I did so. I wrote two River Valley books and a historical romantic suspense - Miller's Secret. I thought about going back to BLUE INK, but I wasn't ready. Something was still off. I wrote a new series, one that had been rolling around in my head since the day Cliff and I visited the northern California town of Bolinas, California. My Cliffside Bay series now has five books...all of which seemed to write themselves.
And then, one day last fall, an idea popped in my head for BLUE INK. It would be about the same characters I'd always had in mind, Charlotte Wilde and Ardan Lanigan, but everything else was completely different from the original manuscript.
The new BLUE INK is about soulmates. I explore the idea of soulmates and past lives and the possibility that we find each other lifetime after lifetime. There's a 100 year old mystery told through letters and Ardan's cantankerous mother, Mrs. Lanigan, who needs Charlotte's big heart to pull her from the darkness. Literally, as she's gone blind. Honestly, it's a weird little book. Kind of like me. Kind of like the story of two middle aged people with 4 kids and 5 cats agreeing to spend the rest of our lives making up for all the years it took us to find each other. In this lifetime, anyway.
This is all a long-winded way to tell you about how BLUE INK came to be. When I finished it, I told Cliff this one might be too weird for my fan base. However, I was at peace with whatever fall out came from my soulful little book because I loved it. I loved the story and my characters. This was the book it was supposed to be. The end.
BLUE INK is on preorder on all major platforms if you're interested in reading. The other books in the series are available everywhere as well.
Below is a little more about BLUE INK, the links to buy, and an excerpt if you'd like to get a feel for my quirky little book.
Blue Ink from USA Today bestselling author Tess Thompson is coming on January 21st.
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From USA Today bestselling author Tess Thompson, visit Blue Mountain yet again in this standalone tale that celebrates underdogs, family secrets, and forbidden love.
Charlotte Wilde’s life is a flop. She gives her heart to the wrong men, her first published book is a failure, and now she’s dead broke too. Desperate to pay the bills, she takes a job caring for an elderly woman who is recovering from a broken hip, hopeful the position will leave her with plenty of time to focus on her writing.
Yet as Charlotte gets to work, dutifully helping Mrs. Lanigan sort through a box of old letters, distractions abound. For one thing, both women immediately become consumed with a mystery unfolding in the correspondence. And to complicate matters further, Charlotte finds herself hopelessly attracted to her charge’s son, Ardan, a quiet and bookishly handsome man.
In the third volume of the Blue Mountain Series, USA Today bestselling author Tess Thompson reunites us with the Lanigan brothers, their cranky mother, and the feisty Heywood sisters. This standalone story of forbidden love and hundred-year old mystery will keep you turning pages way past your bedtime.
DARE YOU NOT TO SWOON:
A little before closing time, we walked to the car. The moon was a sliver in the sky, not even big enough to count as a crescent. Billions of stars lit the black night.
She waited as I unlocked the car door, shivering in the chilly spring night. I grabbed my phone from my jacket and slipped it into my back pocket, then draped my jacket around her shoulders. “Better?” I asked.
“Yes.” She pulled the jacked tight against her chest as she looked up at the sky. “The stars. Oh, how are there so many?”
“They’re always there. You just can’t see them in the city.”
Her words seemed to stretch with wonder. “I’ve never seen a sky like this, yet the whole time it existed, hidden from me. How do the stars shine this brightly? And why? Why are they here?”
“They light the sky to remind us that love exists even in the darkest of times. You need only look up to the heavens to remember why we’re here—to love.”
She inhaled a sharp breath. “Yes.”
“Do you think you could be happy here?” I asked.
“I already am.” She answered fast, like she didn’t even have to think about it.
“Life is quiet here.”
“You said it’s easier to connect to your spirit in the quiet.” She wriggled her way under my arm. I held her tightly against my side. “I can think here.”
“That’s what Effie says too.”
“I’ve been able to write here. I feel useful.”
“Is that the place or the people?” I asked.
“Maybe there’s no difference. When it’s where you’re meant to be, the place and the people come together at the same time.”
I squeezed her tighter. She fit effortlessly under the crook of my arm. I would tell her some other time that God had made her to fit perfectly against my side.
“This jacket smells like you.” Her words were more an exhalation of breath than a sentence. She tilted her face to look up at me. “It’s the best thing I’ve ever smelled. I never want to take it off.”
“Keep it. Forever, if you want.”
“Did you really say I was the girl of your dreams? Or did I imagine it?” The sparkle from her eyes mimicked the stars.
“I said it. I’ll say it the rest of my life if you’ll let me.”
“How can you be sure?”
“Our brains, our conscious selves can never be sure. But our souls? They know.”
Our gazes locked and held. I fell into the warmth of her brown eyes, oblivious to anything but her. This was a world that belonged only to us, undefined by time or space or even memory. The world of us.
“Kiss me?” she asked. “So the stars can see why they shine?”
I held her precious face in my hands and kissed her gently. I’ve done this before. I’ve kissed her before under this same sky. Our bodies may have changed. But the sky and our souls remained the same.
“I’ve known from the first moment,” I said. “It’s you. It was you all along. I didn’t know where you were.”
“Like this sky,” she said. “I couldn’t see you, but you were here just the same.”
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I gave Princess Two a puzzle for Christmas, hoping it was something we could do together during break. My mom used to get one for us every holiday and putting it together was always fun, even though we almost never finished before it was time to return to school.
To my delight, the entire family participated in putting this one together. The puzzle was 1000 pieces, so not easy. In truth, I did the edges before getting really sick, so Best Husband Ever, Bonus Son One and Princess Two did most of it throughout the course of a few days. They finished one morning while I was asleep - still trying to get rid of this nasty cold.
They finished. All but one piece. A missing piece. We looked everywhere for it: under couches, blankets, the cats' bowl. Couldn't find it anywhere. I blamed the cats. BS1 thought it was a conspiracy from the puzzle maker. BHE and P2 had no ideas.
Last night, as I was getting ready for bed, I glanced down and saw something on the carpet near my dresser. My eyes aren't good in the dim light, so I leaned closer to inspect, thinking it was probably a deposit from one end of a cat or the other.
It was the puzzle piece! I'd walked the same path many times since the puzzle piece went missing. In fact, the spot is near where I keep my slippers, so the odds of me seeing it, even sick, were good.
I want to know how it ended up there. Had it been there all along and I hadn't seen it? Had one of the cats decided it was a fun toy to bat around and somehow transferred it from the living room all the way to the master bedroom? Was it stuck to the bottom of my slipper?
Being me, I'm compelled to connect this story to a wider metaphor. Like, what's the missing piece in your life that's right under your nose, albeit possibly thwarted by a naughty cat? Is that missing piece what you need to complete the puzzle of your life? Or, is the search for that small, missing piece just part of a greater journey? Can you still feel joyful even if not every single piece of your puzzle is in place? It is searching and growing, with those you love by your side, actually the only piece that really matters?
All I know is that last night, around 10:30, when I found the missing piece, I shouted so loudly I scared Princess Two. The girls came running from their rooms to see what all the fuss was about. I had to reenact how I spotted it and we all exclaimed and marveled and conjectured how it had come to be there and when. Then, BHE gave the piece to P2 to complete the final piece of the puzzle. Satisfied, we all went to bed.
Upon reflection, after both BS1 and P2 suggested we do puzzles more often, I was pleased with my experiment. Blending this family has been hard. It's still hard. But seeing all of them working together on that puzzle gave me hope.
Anyway, all of this to say - whatever missing pieces you're looking for this year, I wish you joy along the journey.
Bestselling author Tess Thompson debuts her latest novel Tainted on NOOK! Love takes a village… The Village of Cliffside Bay to be exact. The fifth installment of The Cliffside Bay Series follows the interwoven stories of five best friends, the beach community they love, and the women who captivate them. Prepare to get lost in a wave of small town charm, men you would love to take home to your mother, and smart, resilient heroines you wished lived next door. And get to know Tess Thompson as she answers our 20 Questions on how she stays inspired, motivated, and energized (spoiler – it’s Zumba!).