Hola! Me alegro que el primer libro en mi triología real, El Juego De La Princesa, (The Princesa Game) Harlequin Jazmin, está siendo traducido a Español aquí en Los Estados Unidos. Estará disponible en las librerías en junio, pero puedes conseguirlo en mayo a eHarlequin.com. Espero que le gustes la historia de Parker y Jace!

Parker Dillon, también conocido como La Princesa Marie Anna Parker Mickovich Dillonetti of Eliason, vino a Erie, PA para ir a la universidad en el anonimato. Encuentra que le gusta ser solamente Parker Dillon, así que al Terminal al carrera, no vuelve a casa. En lugar de volver a casa, abre un cafetería junto sus dos amigos, Shey Carlson y Cara Phillips. El reinado de su familia todo marcha bien y Parker es feliz con la vida que lleva hasta que su padre le cancela su cuenta corriente. Ahora trabaja en Monarch’s para ganarse la vida. Las cosas empeoran todavía más cuando su padre le envía un no muy querido prometido para llevarla a casa. No quiere nada del príncipe. Lo que realmente le ha llamado la atención es el investigador privado que ha contratado su padre para vigilarla.

La vida de Jace O’Donnell es un verdadero caos. Su hermana se está divorciando y se ha trasladado con sus hijos gemelos de 13 años, Bobby y Amanda. Se supone que Jace está siguiendo a una princesa “fugitiva” mientras sus sobrinos, quienes han decidido pasar las vacaciones de verano aprendiendo a ser detectivos, le persiguen. Y por si esto fuera poco, la princesa es la mujer más bella que jamás ha conocido. Si no fuera de la familia real, el la conquistaría. Pero su experiencia familiar le ha enseñado que las relaciones con distintas clases sociales nunca funcionan y por ello intenta mantener las distancias aunque es un trabajo muy duro ya que todo lo que él quiere es envolver esta desobediente princesa con sus brazos.

Dos personas con un pasado diferente descubren que lo único importante que los une…es que se aman!

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And for those who don't read Spanish and are interested, the note says:

Dear Reader,

Hello! I'm excited that my the first book in my royalty trilogy, El Juego De La Princesa, (The Princess Game) Harlequin Jazmin, is being translated into Spanish here in the US. It's available on the shelves in June, but you can get it in May at eHarlequin.com. I hope you enjoy Parker and Jace's story!

Holly

El Juego De La Princesa, (The Princess Game) Harlequin Jazmin

Parker Dillon, aka Princess Marie Anna Parker Mickovich Dillonetti of Eliason, came to Erie, PA to go to college in blessed anonymity. She finds she likes being just plain old Parker Dillon, so even after college ends she doesn’t return home. She opens a coffeehouse and with her two college friends, Shey Carlson and Cara Phillips instead. Monarch’s and Titles are doing well and Parker is happy with her life, until her father cuts off her access to her trust. Now she’s working at Monarch’s to earn a living. Things get even worse when her father sends her unwanted royal fiancé to bring her home. She wants nothing to do with the prince, but she does like the looks of the private investigator her father's hired to watch her.

Jace O’Donnell’s life is chaos. His sister is getting a divorce and has moved in with her 13 year old twins, Bobby and Amanda. He’s supposed to be trailing a runaway princess, and while he’s at it, he’s being trailed by his niece and nephew who have decided to spend their summer vacation learning to be detectives. To make matters worse, the princess is the most gorgeous woman he’s ever met. If she wasn’t royal he’d make a play for her. But Jace has learned from family experience that crossing the class-line never works, so he tries to keep his distance. But keeping his distance proves hard, since all he really wants to do is wrap this wayward princess in his arms.

Two people from different backgrounds find they have all that matters in common...they have love!

I feel as if I lost a pair of good friends. The Gilmore Girls had their last episode last night, and now they're gone.

The show had a rough time after its brilliant creator, Amy Sherman-Palladino left, but she'd done such a great job creating such believable characters, I hung on until this last episode. I'm going to miss my weekly visits to Stars Hollow. I'm going to miss Kirk and the quirky townsfolk. Miss Patty, Sookie, Taylor. I'm going to miss the repressed, but deep-down loving Emily and Richard. I'll miss uptight Paris and drummer mom, Lane.

I'm going to miss visiting Luke's diner. Sometimes I swear I could smell the coffee. And I'm betting I'm not the only viewer who sometimes wished I could try the pancakes.

But mainly, I'm going to miss Lorelai and Rory. I have three daughters, and I'd like to think we have their kind of relationship. That mother-daughter bond that weathers the good times and bad. I think it's what all moms hope for...that our daughters will grow up and become our best friends.

Thankfully, I still have the DVDs. I can revisit Stars Hollow any time I like. But it won't be quite the same watching reruns. Still, I'm sure I'll check in from time to time, just for a taste of home. To listen to the rapid-fire dialogue that makes me smile. To smell the coffee at Luke's.

Goodbye, Gilmore Girls.

Holly

HERE WITH ME (my last Silhouette Romance ever...sigh) won the Colorado Award of Excellence! Just got the call and I'm still Snoopy Dancing.

Here's the thing, writing is very solitary. Sometimes you hear from readers, which is always lovely, but most days, you hang out by yourself, with just those characters in your head for company (well, and Ethel Merman! LOL). It's nice to get some positive feedback.

Maybe I'll celebrate today. It's beautiful here in PA. Must be near eighty, but it's windy enough not to be too hot. Still, it's perfect ice cream weather! That's the perfect celebration. Have I mentioned Blue Moon ice cream here? There's this little ice cream store on Parade Street here in Erie. It makes this neon blue ice cream. I've never totally identified the flavor. Think fruity mixed with sweet tarts! If you're ever in town, do head down Parade Street and try a cone. We like to take ours a few more blocks to the dock. There's something so nice about walking along the bayfront, watching the boats, and the sun sink behind the peninsula on the other side of the bay!

Wishing you all your own Snoopy Dances, and some ice cream!

Holly

El juego de la princesa is the bestselling Spanish language book on eHarlequin today!

Holly

Having a Son

I was the mother of two daughters when I gave birth to my son, but I'd grown up with brothers, so I thought I was prepared.

I was wrong.

I should have had a clue that he was going to be a tad bit more difficult when I recalled my brothers' youths...but I remembered my brothers from a sister's perspective, and just remembered they were pains and not much else.

But even without that, I should have guessed he was going to be difficult when two years went by without him sleeping even one time through the night. Not once. Still, I blithely assumed once he slept through the night, I had it made.

Now he's a teen and I realize I was wrong. I haven't seen his bedroom floor in months. I can't remember what color the carpet is. I walk by his bedroom and can't resist sneaking a peak, hoping the floor has miraculously reappeared, but no. I found the shirt I remember him wearing on Christmas, two months of clothes from the pizza shop he works at, shoes, ski equipment, and last summer's golf equipment. But no carpet. Oh, and there's wrappers from the Easter candy his aunt sent over...or maybe they're wrappers from Halloween. Who knows.

Gently, I close the door and wonder what color the carpet is. He's going away to college in a few short months, and I know I'll find the carpet then. His younger sister is jonesing over the room and can't wait until he moves out so she can move in. She'll find the carpet and tell me what color it is. And she'll feel the walls need painted to coordinate, and she'll probably need new bedding and accessories.

Boys are different than girls. They don't care about what color the carpet is, or the walls for that matter. My son might drive me crazy...but I'm going to miss him like crazy when he goes. No one to watch geeky shows with, no one who'll eat whatever I cook and think it's good. He's grown. My job is done. Now when he doesn't sleep a night through, it's by choice, because he is a night owl, and he no longer needs me to stay up with him. He graduates at the end of this month, then leaves for Europe with his oldest sister. A few months later, he leaves for college.

Yes, boys are different than girls. And as much as I long to know what color that bedroom carpet is, I know I'm going to miss mine like crazy.

Holly