Saturday, June 21, 2014

INTERVIEW: Leighton Rose plus #Giveaway!

Today we're talking to the darling Leighton Rose (who I ADORE!) She comes to us in her kick-ass hat with a GIVEAWAY! Check out the details at the end of her interview. 

Hello Leighton and welcome to The Hat Party <3 Thank you so much for subjecting yourself to the RANDOMNESS that is a Raine O'Tierney interview! Please don your best hat, and let's get started!

Describe yourself using song lyrics.

I would totally describe myself using Paradise by Coldplay lyrics:

When she was just a girl

She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
So she ran away in her sleep
Dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Every time she closed her eyes
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh

When she was just a girl

She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
And the bullets catch in her teeth

Life goes on

It gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly
Every tear, a waterfall
In the night, the stormy night
She closed her eyes
In the night, the stormy night
Away she'd fly.

And dreamed of para- para- paradise

Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh

What is your super secret, wildest, most outlandish writing dream?

There’s a certain author that I want to co-write with… and I might possibly be in the process of making that dream come true, but I don’t want to say out loud in case it doesn’t come to fruition. So in that case, I’ll tell you one that would be cool but I don’t see happening. I’d like to hit #1 on Amazon, even if it’s for like 2 minutes :)

You’re writing along and you’re attacked by a horde of zombies…ON FIRE…how do you survive? Or do you become a zombie too?

I’m definitely not a fighter, so I’m probably going to end up a zombie and then I’ll end up getting my head chopped off <3

What’s worse for you: no reviews or stab-ya-in-the-gut-did-they-even-read-this?! reviews?

Oh, the latter for sure. I can handle it if someone hates my book but doesn’t tell me. When I make the mistake of reading reviews that aren’t so positive, it makes me want to throw up, because my boys are so important to me, that it feels like they are insulting my best friends or something and I’ll go to the ends of the Earth to defend my best friends.

Your thoughts on libraries: GO!  Libraries are one of the most important places you can take a child. It’s the place where anything can happen. If you want to go there, there’s a book that can take you there. It doesn’t matter where ‘there’ is. The world needs more libraries 

You have 200 words—Make. Me. Swoon. (PLEASE!)

200 words to make you swoon, huh? First off, let me thank you so much for letting me do this interview :) I have to say, I’m always happy to see you in my Facebook timeline. There is SO MUCH negativity in this world, that seeing someone who tries to be positive all the time, and has a soft heart of gold like you do, just makes me smile. Every. Single. Day.

You are the type of person who gives me hope for others. So basically, I just want to thank you for being who you are, and not being afraid to show that to the world. Because showing who you truly are can be a very scary thing for people who are so softhearted and kind. It makes you vulnerable and gives people a way to get to you. But you persevere and never resort to that type of negativity. I love that. I’m that person also. So I empathize.


Was that swoonworthy enough? :)


Would you rather sing in front of people or read a super hot sex scene for an audience?

I sing in front of the people I work with all the time and I’m terrible at it, but I don’t think I would be able to get up in front of people and read a sex scene. I just don’t think I could do it. I’d puke everywhere lol

Most random thing to ever inspire a story?

I was at work, and one of the boys asked me when I was going to put him in a story. I told him I didn’t have any characters for him in my book that I was working on. He told me he wanted his own book anyway, so I started thinking about it and when I got off work, I ran home and wrote the first 5k words.

What is the biggest mistake you’ve made in your writing career and what have you learned from it?

I think the biggest mistake was not putting more effort into editing on my first release. I learned to let even more people get their eyes on my story before I publish this one. It’s taking longer but the product will be better in the end!

And finally, for THE most important question of all: what kinds of dachshunds are the BEST kinds of dachshunds?

Oh the snuggly ones! My manager’s mother has a dachshund named Maggie. She’s old but she’s so loveable. She’s always begging for belly rubs when I go visit.

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Title: Finding Home
Author: Leighton Rose

For Dillon Turner, home was never a place that meant anything to him. It was simply where he lived until he was old enough to leave. The day he turns eighteen, he boards a Greyhound bus and leaves Chicago behind for what he hopes will be something better.

Upon arrival in Omaha, an unexpected streak of good luck leads him to Banks Motel where he meets sexy tattoo artist Adam Banks. A belated birthday celebration is just the beginning for them, and Adam easily infiltrates the protective wall Dillon has built around his heart and becomes the center of Dillon’s world. Adam and the Banks family take Dillon in as one of their own, and Dillon finds he’s never been happier in his life.

That is until becoming a part of someone’s family proves to be harder than Dillon thought. When caring about other people makes him more vulnerable than he can handle, Dillon’s first instinct is to run. Throw in a meddling ex-boyfriend and it all becomes too much for him.

Can Adam prove that the positives far outweigh the negatives, or will Dillon let his fear of being hurt ruin his chances at finding a real home?


Adam Banks was just over six feet tall, with dark hair and the clearest green eyes that Dillon had ever seen. His face was perfectly structured with a long slender nose that had a light smattering of freckles across it and thin lips that seemed to be permanently upturned into a smirk. He was wearing faded denim jeans, red Converse, and a black leather jacket. And holy fuck he just oozed confidence.

Adam stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Dillon looking at him like he wanted to eat him. Dillon tore his eyes away from Adam because he realized how rude it was to stare, but he could feel Adam’s eyes still on his body. Adam was not trying in the least to hide it as he looked Dillon up one side and right back down the other. The excitement at having such an incredibly gorgeous man look at him like that was bubbling in Dillon’s stomach, and he was afraid that he would pop a boner right there in the lobby and embarrass himself to no end.

“Hey, Grams,” Adam greeted her casually after he was finished drinking Dillon in. He couldn’t help but notice the younger man noticing him, and it made his stomach flip-flop. Dillon watched as Adam walked behind the counter and pulled her into his arms. That was twice already that Dillon had had to look away for fear of interrupting a personal moment.

“Adam, dear, it’s good to see you. Thank you for coming in tonight on such short notice!” She kissed him on his cheek. Adam took off his jacket, revealing a plain, white t-shirt underneath and…

Oh. My. God.

Both of his arms were covered in ink from the end of his sleeves to wrists. They were bright and colorful, and although Dillon couldn’t make out exactly what they consisted of, he thought that it was probably the hottest thing he’d ever seen. Dillon realized he’d been staring again when he looked up and Adam was smirking at him, giving him a knowing look. Adam was hot and he knew it, Dillon could see it in his entire demeanor.

“Adam, this is Dillon Turner. He’s staying in ten. I’ve just got him all registered, and he has his key, so you be sure to help the young man if he needs anything at all.” Her ‘at all’ sounded a wee bit suggestive. Dillon thought it was sweet, and maybe just a little odd, that Doris was so invested in her grandchildrens’ lives. He knew there were people out there like that; he’d just never really witnessed it before. To say that he was a loner was an obvious understatement.

Adam walked around the counter and stood in front of Dillon, which only made Dillon more aware of the fact that he was already half-hard and really needed to get out of there before he humiliated himself. “Adam Banks,” he revealed, extending his hand to Dillon. “It’s nice to meet you.”

Dillon shook Adam’s hand, which was warm and soft and covered in ink, and his first thought was about how he’d really like to hold that hand for longer than a hand shake. Oh no, you aren’t going to develop a school-boy crush on him just because he’s the first gorgeous man you’ve met in Omaha. Dillon mentally chastised himself.

Dillon cleared his throat, terrified that his voice would crack while responding to Adam’s greeting. “It’s great to meet you too, Adam. Unfortunately, I’ve had a really long day, and I smell like I’ve been on a bus for ten hours. I think I’m going to go to my room, shower, and crash for the night.”

He picked up his duffel bag and headed for the door. “Thanks again for everything, Doris.” He smiled at her, meaning it wholeheartedly.

“Anytime, dear. You make sure to let Adam know if you need anything,” she reminded him.

“I will,” he promised and then headed out the door quickly, remembering her directions to his room.

Adam stood there and watched the door long after Dillon had exited through it, his jaw open slightly. “He’s cute, yeah?” Grams asked him, bringing Adam back to reality.

“Definitely,” Adam responded. “But who knows if he’s gay? I mean, he couldn’t stop looking at me when I walked in but that could’ve just been because I’m new to him.”

Doris grinned at Adam like the cat that ate the canary. “What?” he asked her curiously.

She laughed loudly and patted him on the back. “I know he’s gay, dear. He told me himself when Amy left, after she gave him her number.”

Adam couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across his face. Dillon was hot and gay, definitely the right combo to get Adam’s attention. “Don’t you go playing with this one, Adam,” Grams warned in her serious voice. “I don’t know any of the details, but he’s a little gun shy. I’m thinking he probably didn’t have the best home life.”

That was enough to make Adam just that much more interested in getting to know the sexy new tenant in room ten.

Available from Amazon | All Romance eBooks


*What inspired you to write Finding Home?

I told that story in the random inspiration question, but really, it was the fact that the boy I work with is just such a soft-hearted loving person. Dillon’s life is not modeled after my co-worked, but parts of him are true to my real Dillon.

*Is there anything special you’d like us to know about your book?

Adam is a tattoo artist in this book. Tattoos play a big part in this story and I think tattoos are awesome. They can be just for fun or show, or they can be super personal and meant for only the eyes of certain people. I love that it’s another way to express who you are 

*What are your hopes for this title?

I just really hope people connect with one or both of my boys. Plus there are some pretty wonderful secondary characters.

About the Author:

Leighton Rose is a 30 year old single mother to a 6 year old little monster. She’s lived in the southeast corner of Nebraska her entire life. When she isn’t working her full-time time job, she enjoys watching movies and her favorite television shows which include Supernatural, The Vampire Diaries, and The Originals. She also reads a lot of romance novels and spends far too much time playing Subway Surfers on her iPhone!

She started out writing fan fiction and has recently begun the journey to writing original M/M fiction. She loves a little heartache in her stories but believes wholeheartedly that true love will always win in the end.

To contact her:

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Since tattoos play such a big part in my story, tell me what your favorite thing about tattoos are, or describe your favorite tattoo. Tell me what would be your dream tattoo. Just leave your answer and email address in the comments and I’ll randomly choose a winner to receive a free e-book copy of Finding HomeContest runs until June 25th at 11:59 PM CDT. Makes sure to include your email address!


  1. I love tattoos. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to pick out one for myself. I want it to have enough meaning to me. A friend I had once got a tattoo each time he completed a portion of his military training. He had an amazing Viking warrior ib his arm.


  2. My favorite tattoo is mine :) It's a large colorful phoenix that goes from shoulder to mid thigh down my side and partway across my back. I went big for my first and so far only tattoo ;) It has a lot of meaning behind it that is to personal to share, but if you know anything about the legend of the phoenix you might be able to figure out some of the basic meaning. Besides the meaning behind it it's a beautiful work of art. Finding home sounds really good and I look forward to reading it. doucook(at)yahoo(dot)com

  3. I have always wanted a tattoo but have been too afraid of the pain to get one. The one that I want if I did get the guts to do it would be to have the outline of a fox, coloured in the detail of a white rose, which is the flower of my home county of Leicestershire in the UK.

    Finding Home sounds an interesting read and I would love to read it.


  4. I don't have any tattoos. I've wanted one for a few years and just can't find anything that really speaks to me and I don't want it to be meaningless. I have zero artistic ability when it comes to drawing. I would definitely have to tell the artist my idea and see what variations they came up with. Five years ago I was in the hospital with a serious infection and my husband happened to get sick and was admitted to another floor. This could get very long if I gave all the details so I'll just give the major points: He was diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. It spread so fast he died 6 days later, one day after my 29th birthday at the age of 26. So I was thinking something that would point to both of those things would be a phoenix with a cross dangling on a chain from the mouth. Unless the artist had better ideas. Sorry this was so long. I wanted to explain the significance behind my dream tattoo.

    MelishaBonnette @ Hotmail .com

  5. I don't have any tattoos and even though I like them, I probably won't get one. I change my mind to often and I don't want to regret want tattoo I did get. However, I'd probably get something having to do with either wolves, birds, the moon and stars.


  6. Bah, this thing did not like me commenting apparently. Let's try again :)

    I don't have any tattoos myself, but like previous commenters, I do enjoy them. My dream tattoo would be a sentimental one. My brother had a full back tattoo of a fallen angel that came over his shoulders. He passed away before he could finish it (it was mostly just an outline when he died) and I'd like to get one and finish it in honor of him.

    Thank you for the opportunity :)

  7. I don't have any tattoos although if they are done well I do admire them on others. I am always interested to find out why someone picks a particular tattoo and the stories behind them. I'd love to read your latest book. Thanks for the giveaway. ardent.ereader(at)

  8. I am way too chicken to get a tattoo, I don't think I could stand the pain. But if I ever got up the nerve, it would most definitely be something that represented my daughter. Thanks so much for the giveaway. I look forward to reading Finding Home. brooklynstorms @ gmail . com

  9. I do love tattoos. I've yet to work up the courage to get one, but I know exactly what it would be if and when the time comes. For me, tattoos should have a personal meaning. If you're going to drastically change you body, I'd like to know the story behind it, you know?