Karen’s Killer Book Bench: Annie Acorn’s 2015 Valentine’s Day Treasury Anthology by Annie Acorn

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ANNIE ACORN’S 2015 VALENTINE’S DAY TREASURY
Anthology Collection
BY ANNIE ACORN

Ever since its inception in 2011, Annie Acorn Publishing LLC has been the home of From Women’s Pens, a cooperative of women writers, who are internationally recognized for their quality contemporary and historic literature and poetry in a variety of genres, fiction and non-fiction. Each Christmas the group has launched an anthology of stories under the titles Annie Acorn’s 2011-2014 Christmas Treasuries.

This year, From Women’s Pens has taken a step forward by adding Annie Acorn’s 2015 Valentine’s Day Treasury to the lineup, contributed to and edited by me. I can’t begin to tell you how much fun I had putting together the collection with this talented group of women as the stories began to come in, each one as good as the previous one and all of them amazing.

The idea for the Valentine’s Day treasury had come to me rather late in 2014, and only the professionalism of the authors involved made the deadline we had set for ourselves possible. As usual, Angel Nichols designed an amazing cover, and everything pulled together seamlessly.

Today, I’m as proud of Annie Acorn’s 2015 Valentine’s Day Treasury as I am of anything else we have launched through AAPub, as we affectionately refer to the company. Readers will laugh and cry, surrounded by love as they progress through the pages, and as with our Christmas treasuries, I’m sure they will return to this book year after year as Valentine’s Day approaches.

My advice to them? Don’t miss this one!

Annie Acorn

ANNIE ACORN’S 2015 VALENTINE’S DAY TREASURY
Anthology Collection
BY ANNIE ACORN

Blurb

Where can you find all the chocolates, flowers, love, and romance of Valentine’s Day? Where do first kisses, lifetime commitments, and second chances fill us with joy? Where do the things that matter take precedence over everyday concerns? Within the carefully crafted stories gathered for your enjoyment in Annie Acorn’s 2015 Valentine’s Day Treasury, a romance-filled, Valentine’s Day anthology!

With their words, members of From Women’s Pens, a cooperative of award-winning contemporary women writers, have brought together a unique collection of novelettes and short stories that embody the romantic spirit of Valentine’s Day and are sure to please everyone.

Prepare to laugh, cry, and be surprised by this love-filled treasure. Annie Acorn’s 2015 Valentine’s Day Treasury is sure to become a classic that you’ll want to revisit each new Valentine’s Day as it arrives.

Annie Acorn’s 2015 Valentine’s Day Treasury Includes:

A Valentine’s Surprise by Charlotte Kent
A Taste of Love by Juliette Hill
A Prince for Valentine’s by Merrie Housdon
A Rose by Any Other Name by Angel Nichols
A Valentine’s Day to Remember by Susan Jean Ricci
At the End of the Day by Peggy Teel
Valentine Goodbye by Annie Acorn

Link to the From Women’s Pens page on annieacornpublishing.com:
http://annieacornpublishing.com/from-womens-pens

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A VALENTINE’S SURPRISE
BY CHARLOTTE KENT

Excerpt

Beth McIntyre, owner of Beth’s Buds, straightened where she stood at the long table in the shop’s back room and then arched her back in an effort to work out the kinks that had formed during a morning’s worth of productivity. She had expected floods of orders for bouquets of roses to be delivered on Monday for Valentine’s Day, but the sudden influx of requests on this the Saturday before had surprised her.

Geraldine Weatherby had passed away three days earlier, and half the small town of Captain’s Point, Maryland, had wished to send a memorial to the funeral of the woman who had taught most of them how to read.

Edna Miller’s dance studio had chosen this evening to hold a Valentine’s cotillion, during which many of the town’s reluctant teenagers would be required to practice their social dancing skills by waltzing and foxtroting around the wooden dance floor at the usually off-limits for many country club. Any young male who wished to earn a brownie point or two would present his date for the event with a corsage, and plastic containers filled with such along with a matching boutonniere lined the table in front of her.

In addition, Cecilia Pettinger had picked this as the perfect day on which to get married at five o’clock sharp. This event having been planned to the nth degree by the bride and groom’s mothers, table top arrangements for forty had been required for the reception, as well as enough floral embellishments for the church sanctuary to set off most of the wedding guests’ allergies.

On top of everything else, Marjorie Harper, her assistant, was still recuperating from the flu, and Harry Tiner, her delivery man, had been complaining of feeling feverish when he had left to deliver the wedding arrangements a short time before.

Catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror backing the rows of waiting vases that stood before her, Beth quickly glanced away, not impressed by either the disheveled waves of brown hair, which surrounded her heart-shaped face or the large, dark eyes that had met her gaze. Then, of course, there was the cloud that hung over her, tomorrow being the one year anniversary of her grandmother’s death.

Now here she was, forty-six years old and worn out – the best decades of her life having been devoted to the care of the bedridden woman who had raised her, the unwanted child of an unmarried teenaged mother. Would she do it all over again, knowing what she now did?

Yes, the answer came back immediately. Love didn’t count the cost.

Gabriel Palmer sauntered along the sidewalk of Captain’s Point’s revitalized downtown shopping district, enjoying both the exercise and the fresh sea air that had always signified home to him no matter where life had taken him. If he had glanced at his reflection in one of the shop windows as he passed, he would’ve seen a tall, well-built, fifty-year-old man, his salt-and-pepper hair only slightly longer than the military cut he had worn for so long, but he didn’t. Instead, he kept his eyes trained on his surroundings – a habit born from years spent covering war zones as a reporter for Stars and Stripes.

Approaching Beth’s Buds, he was struck by the carefully arranged flowers and gifts displayed in the twin bay windows that flanked a black door with its shiny brass knob beneath a handcrafted wooden sign, giving the impression of a high end establishment. Entering the shop, his presence was immediately announced by the tinkling of a small bell hung overhead, and a petite woman, wearing a white smock, hurried from a back room to greet him.

“May I help you?” she asked, her voice soft and warm, her dark eyes reflecting an inner sadness.

“I’d like to order a small table top arrangement of mixed flowers for my aunt’s birthday to be delivered later this afternoon, if that would be possible,” he replied.

“Certainly.” She reached for an order form. “And the name of your aunt?”

“Joan Palmer.”

“I didn’t realize today was Miss Palmer’s birthday.” She made a quick note and glanced up. “She was my second grade teacher, and I’ve always been grateful for the way she encouraged us, even Gerald Tate who was the class troublemaker.”

“That sounds like my aunt.” He returned her smile, unaware of the good impression the laugh lines around his soft, brown eyes had given the shopkeeper.

The phone on the counter choosing this moment to ring, he waited patiently as she took the call.

“Oh, Harry, not you, too.” A crease formed between her beautifully formed brows. “No, no, don’t worry about it. Go home and get into bed. I’ll figure out something. Do you need me to bring anything by your house on my way home?” … “Okay, keep me posted on your progress.” She terminated the call and attempted a smile as she again picked up her pen.

“Trouble?” he asked.

“That was my delivery man,” she explained. “He seems to have come down with the same flu that has already claimed my assistant, and I have a whole tableful of corsages in the back waiting to be delivered.”

“Is there someone else you can call on?” He felt an overriding urge to see her worries resolved before he left her.

“Normally, I would contact Jeff Stuart, a local college student who has helped in the past, but I happen to know that he’s tied up with a new business venture of his own this weekend.”

“Perhaps, I should introduce myself.” He held out his hand. “I’m Gabriel Palmer, but most folks call me Gabe.”

“Beth McIntyre.” She took his hand, surprised by how nice it felt to have her own held in his firm grip.

“You would’ve been several years behind me in school,” he continued, “but I grew up only a few blocks from here. I’ve recently retired from a longstanding position, and I’m in the process of moving back to Captain’s Point. Until negotiations are completed on a business opportunity I’m considering, my time is free and clear. Why don’t I fill in for your Harry?”

For a moment, silence filled the shop as his words were considered, but then relief filled the florist’s face. After all, this was Miss Palmer’s nephew, and he had no reason to lie to her. No money would be changing hands, and what would a man want with a bunch of flowers anyway?

“You’re hired,” she stated, “but the job only pays minimum wage.”

“Not a problem,” he replied, “because I’m only volunteering my help as one Captain’s Point business person to another.”

“Oh, but…,” she started to say, but he held up his hand.

“You don’t really have a choice, you know.” He sent her a slow grin, revealing a single dimple.

Head-Av_180About the authors, Annie Acorn & Charlotte Kent…

ANNIE ACORN is the pseudonym of a prolific, internationally beloved author, whose readership recognizes her mainly for her women’s fiction, cozy mysteries and richly woven stories with a warm southern flair, such as Chocolate Can Kill and her Luna Lake Cabins romantic women’s fiction series. She writes her romantic women’s fiction/family saga Captain’s Point Stories series as Charlotte Kent. She is a founding member of From Women’s Pens – A Cooperative of Women Writers.

Annie is the mother of two sons. She lives in the Washington, D.C. area, where she has done extensive technical writing as a contractor.

She owned a tri-state medical outsourcing business for a number of years and was the Director of a behavioral healthcare firm. She once flipped a comic book and collectible retail company comprised of five stores, and she has managed cemeteries and funeral homes. She is the owner of Annie Acorn Publishing, LLC.

Ms. Acorn has published in The Inspirational Writer, and she edited an in-house publication for the State of Mississippi. She is a contributor of ezine articles.

In her spare time, Ms. Acorn enjoys reading, writing mysteries and romantic women’s fiction, listening to classical music, playing cards, and spending time with her family and friends – often at a restaurant serving delicious food.

Annie is the author of the blog at annieacorn.com. You can friend her on Facebook and tweet her at @Annie_Acorn. She will respond to your email sent to annieacorn11@gmail.com. Head-Av_180

CHARLOTTE KENT is the pseudonym used by authors Annie Acorn and Juliette Hill when writing their collaborative, romantic women’s fiction, family saga, Captain’s Point series, which is set on the eastern shore of Maryland. You can tweet to them as Charlotte Kent at @CharlotteKent20.

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Romance-Avatar lightLinks to Annies’s website, blog, books, etc.

Websites:

http://annieacornpublishing.com/
http://annieacorn.com/

As Charlotte Kent:

A Clue for Adrianna: http://amzn.to/1aWTgGL
A Man for Susan: http://amzn.to/1d3Rc4E
Love’s Journey: http://amzn.to/18T4JWa
Love’s Surprise: http://amzn.to/1pw83CS
One Sweet Christmas: http://amzn.to/1y5ffJp
A Magic Cup of Christmas Tea: http://amzn.to/1zBNlFF

As Annie Acorn:

Annie Acorn’s 2015 Valentine’s Day Treasury: http://amzn.to/1CWxaCF
Chocolate Can Kill: http://amzn.to/GUp7Ph
Murder With My Darling: http://amzn.to/1gSdFBz
Love’s Third Chance: http://amzn.to/1ih6HbZ
Love’s Plan: http://amzn.to/1ymA2aa

A Tired Older Woman Loses Weight and Keeps It Off:
http://amzn.to/19YP4I4

The Magic Sand Dollar: http://amzn.to/11xYt4k

Link to the From Women’s Pens page on annieacornpublishing.com:
http://annieacornpublishing.com/from-womens-pens

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Chocolates-202Thanks, Annie & Charlotte, for sharing your stories with us!

 

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4 Responses to Karen’s Killer Book Bench: Annie Acorn’s 2015 Valentine’s Day Treasury Anthology by Annie Acorn

  1. Karen Docter says:

    Good morning, Annie, and welcome back! Thanks for sharing your anthology with us, as well as the excerpt from one of your stories. Love Valentine’s Day stories!

  2. Robin Driscoll says:

    This book sounds great, loved the excerpt. I hadn’t heard of this book before reading about it here. Thanks!!

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