Which six words would you use to describe yourself?
Can
you tell us a little about yourself?
Me? I’m a single mother... a survivor... a dreamer... a hopeless
romantic... and an adventurer...
Best Selling Author Tiffany Carmouche has been
given the title, The Queen of The Cliffhanger and Best Unknown
Author You Need to Discover. When Tiffany Carmouché is not writing suspenseful romance
novels, you can find her sculpting, traveling, teaching, singing, dancing,
escaping in music or enjoying her family.
From skydiving in Alaska to scuba diving in Hawaii, Carmouché has traveled the world seeking adventure and it is apparent in the books she writes. Her adventures include riding camels in Africa, swimming under the stars in Puerto Rico, dancing salsa in Ecuador, and walking the cobblestone roads of Assisi, Italy. She has also found fulfillment working with the disabled and orphans in Argentina and Mexico. Her most cherished moments, however, have been watching her two beautiful daughters grow and strive to accomplish their own dreams.
Despite all of these amazing experiences, she has survived many struggles. There was a time she felt defeated, but now she is recommitted to savoring experiences both in the novels she writes and in the life she lives each day. Her secret hope is that anyone who is struggling will realize there is a light at the end of the tunnel and no matter how hard the fight, no matter how many times they have been knocked down, it is always worth staggering up to their feet and learning to breathe again.
Find Tiffany online:
Becoming Invisible (Available August 15)
Becoming
Invisible is the third book The Alaskan Heart Saga, a Contemporary New Adult Series
about finding unexpected love and a woman’s fight for survival.
Passion. ..Obsession. ..Love…Loss.
When fire consumes the Carlisle’s home and an obsessed
serial killer continues to hunt Nicole and her family, Dylan and Bradley
realize the only way to keep them alive is to help them become… invisible.
Read a snippet from Becoming Invisible
Nicole
I couldn’t help it. I stared at him in partial disbelief. What did he see in me? What did this beautiful Roman God see in me? My hand brushed against his and his fingers played with mine, lacing our hands together, as he ran his thumb over skin.
He gazed down at me. Butterflies danced inside me, but it made no sense. I had made love to him only hours before, but still his touch, his gentle, non-sexual touch, excited me and a chill prickled my spine.
“Where is everyone?” Dylan glanced at his cell. “I can’t wait to tell them the news.” He bubbled with enthusiasm. God, he was so adorable. The light cast a shadow on his muscular physique, still apparent in his tight shirt even though his jacket hid much of it. He truly looked like he belonged in an art museum. Only the work of a master could have chiseled every line so perfectly. His sculpted cheek bones revealed his smile as his powerful torso pulled me near.
He towered over me, so strong and intimidating, but so full of playfulness...
He gazed down at me. Butterflies danced inside me, but it made no sense. I had made love to him only hours before, but still his touch, his gentle, non-sexual touch, excited me and a chill prickled my spine.
“Where is everyone?” Dylan glanced at his cell. “I can’t wait to tell them the news.” He bubbled with enthusiasm. God, he was so adorable. The light cast a shadow on his muscular physique, still apparent in his tight shirt even though his jacket hid much of it. He truly looked like he belonged in an art museum. Only the work of a master could have chiseled every line so perfectly. His sculpted cheek bones revealed his smile as his powerful torso pulled me near.
He towered over me, so strong and intimidating, but so full of playfulness...
©2013 Becoming Invisible Tiffany Carmouche
Thank you so much for having me Elodie :)
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