Shelter My Heart by L.G. O'Connor is a Compelling Romance Novel
Shelter My Heart is a romance novel that was published May 16th, 2017 and is a romantic women's fiction novel with a lot of clever twists!
Rave Reviews of Shelter My Heart
"A well-polished, wonderfully written love story driven by believable characters whose strengths and flaws add complexity to a fairy-tale romance."
~IndieReader, 4.5 stars
"O'Connor's contemporary romance is very realistic and will tug on the heartstrings of probably more readers than she expected . . . Jillian and Raine have faced a lifetime's worth of secrets and heartbreaks . . . you'll want to cheer them on until the very end."
~RT Book Reviews
"Hard to beat Romance for 2016. . ."
~HEA Romances with a Little Kick Blog
"Beautiful and haunting. . . I loved every second of this sexy, sweet and romantic book!!!"
~The Romance Reviews, Top Pick, 5 stars
A Message from L.G. O'Connor
Shelter My Heart is the second novel in the Caught Up in Love series about three New Jersey women from the same family. Each woman harbors a guilty secret and must journey through her personal pain to find redemption and ultimately surrender her heart for a second chance to get caught up in love.
This novel came into being all because I drove by a group of landscapers on my way out of a hospital parking lot in the summer of 2013. One of the guys—tall, blond, and gorgeous—had an uncanny resemblance to the hero in my current novel. I contemplated stopping the car to ask him if he wanted to pose for my cover. Call me shy. I couldn’t do it. But the question of “What if?” rattled around inside my brain until it became the first chapter of Caught Up in Raine. I may not have had the nerve, but Jillian did—she stopped the car…
About Shelter My Heart
Devon, an ailing, young CEO-in-training due to inherit his dead father’s conglomerate saves the day for Jenny, an engaged young woman on her way home to see her family. To repay his kindness, she agrees to be his date for his family’s annual society gala and convince the board that he’s healthy and going to marry. Two weeks are all Devon needs, and two weeks are all Jenny can give—until the stakes rise, forcing Jenny to answer the question: How far is she willing to go to save Devon’s life?
L.G. O’Connor’s interview with Shelter My Heart hero, Devon Soames.
Summit, NJ. Starbucks. 6:30 a.m.
Commuters stream in for their rush of early morning caffeine on their way to the train station across the street. The commute into Manhattan isn’t one I miss. I carry my much needed Grande Americano and a Venti Iced Green Tea for Devon to the long, narrow bar against the window, and settle into an empty stool to wait for him.
Right on time, a vintage Aston Martin rolls into a parking spot across the street. Devon emerges from the right—the driver’s side of his British import. I smile. Looks like his car’s finally street legal.
Tall and broad-shouldered with sandy-blond hair, Devon looks more awake than I feel. He’s certainly better dressed. Then again, most days he looks like he stepped off the pages of a Ralph Lauren catalog in crisp khakis, a polo shirt, and a watch from his enviable collection. Passing a hand through his hair, he waits for a car to pass then strolls across the street with an unconscious sexy grace and confidence. There aren’t many people I’d get out of bed to meet at this ungodly hour, but he certainly makes my list.
A smile sweeps across Devon’s lips as he steps inside and spots me. I’ll admit I enjoy the view as he strides my way. Gah! Jenny is one lucky girl. To think how close he came to dying still sends a shiver over my skin.
I stand, ignoring the uptick in my heartbeat, and accept his hug. “Hey, sweetheart. Thanks for meeting me before work,” I say, catching the sandalwood scent of his cologne as he pulls away.
“Anything for you,” he says with a look of sincerity in his chocolate-flecked blue eyes.
[LGO] *sits and slides him his drink*
I figured you wouldn’t mind meeting here since you and Jenny practically own stock in this place, and it appears in both Shelter My Heart and your prequel novella, One Summer Day.
[Devon] *laughs and pulls up a stool*
We do own stock. Best iced green tea in town. Thanks. *holds up his drink*
[LGO] Since we have a time limit, how about I jump right into our interview? But before I grill you on your innermost secrets, why don’t you tell us a bit about Shelter My Heart?
[Devon] Ha! Sure… It’s about how I meet Jenny the summer before I’m due to take over as CEO and talk her into coming to my family’s charity gala as my date…which kind of includes her spending most of her two-week vacation getting to know me. It’s a good mix of romance and suspense.
[LGO] Sounds like fun!
[Devon] *shakes head and laughs*
L.G., you have a twisted sense fun. Jenny was engaged to someone else, my life literally hung in the balance, Lettie’s well-intentioned scheming made me half crazy, and someone tried to kill me. How was that fun?
[LGO] *arches a brow* Would you do it again?
[Devon] *smiles* In a bloody heartbeat.
[LGO] Not to be smug, but I thought so. All that said, what’s your idea of perfect happiness?
[Devon] Hmm…A clean bill of health. Jenny. A bottle of champagne now that I can drink... *Raises a blond eyebrow and gives me a pointed look* And a locked bedroom door.
[LGO] *throws up hands in surrender*
Listen, I didn’t mean for Lettie to walk in on you and Jen in flagrante delicto. Your twin sister has a strong mind of her own. You can’t control her, you think I can? I’m just the conduit for all of you guys. Don’t blame me. Next question…what’s your greatest fear?
[Devon] *tents hands and shakes head*
That’s easy…Dying and leaving Jenny behind…and Lettie, Mom… I can’t think of anything worse than that.
[LGO] *sigh* I know this is a hard subject, and you’ve had more reason that most people to think about it, but if you had to choose, how would you choose to die?
[Devon] *snorts a laugh*
How did you come up with these upbeat questions?
They’re on the list and you’re the one who mentioned dying. I’m just following your lead…
[Devon] Brilliant. So you’re saying I walked into that? You’ve been spending too much time with Lettie. Fine… if I have a choice, quietly in my sleep when I’m old and have had a chance to live a long life with Jenny and our future family. What’s the next question? My favorite funeral dirge?
[LGO] *chuckles* Nope, onto happier topics. Which living person do you most admire?
[Devon] Thank God we’re off death and dying! Sir Richard Branson. I’ve had the pleasure of meeting him in the context of business. He amazes me. He’s lived an incredible life and even though he’s run some of the most highly visible and successful companies, he’s a philanthropist who’s retained his humility and truly understands the value of family, pursuing dreams, and living his best life. He epitomizes all the things my father wasn’t as CEO of Kingsbridge. All the things I hope I’ll be as heir to his seat…
[LGO] *gives Devon’s hand a squeeze*
I have every confidence you will. Next question: What’s your greatest extravagance?
[Devon] *Holds up hand*
These. Ironic that I love watches, considering time hasn’t exactly been on my side for the last few years. This one’s my favorite, the Breitling Superocean.
[LGO] So what quality do you like most in a woman?
[DEVON] Ah. You should know this one…strength. My mom, Lettie, Jenny—they’re the strongest women I know. What we’ve lived through, together and apart, we would’ve never made it without sheer will and determination.
[LGO] Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
[DEVON] Ha, that one’s easy. Bloody and bollocks. Being one of the only Americans in an English board school growing up, and then going to Oxford, has me swearing like a native.
[LGO] When and where were you happiest?
[DEVON] *smile grows on his lips*
Can’t answer that. I think you call it a spoiler. To find out, your readers will have to buy Shelter My Heart.
[LGO] Fair point. What is your motto?
[DEVON] Easiest question yet…Live today, you never know what tomorrow will bring.
[LGO] Perfect. That’s a wrap, my dear! Give my love to Jenny, Lettie and your Mom.
[DEVON} *leans in for a parting hug* Always.