Romance, Historical or Otherwise discussion

My name is Rosemary Rey. I'm a Contemporary Romance, Erotic Suspense, Romantic Suspense, and Erotic Literature author who has recently published her fifth book, Stained Glass Shards. I've received a lot of comments that it is a quick read, having difficulty putting it down until they're done. I pride myself in twists and turns, once being called the Queen of Twists. See summary and sample below. If you are interested, email me at rosemary.rey.writer@gmail.com for a FREE smashwords coupon which will allow you to select either an epub or mobi file. Thank you.
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"When the door to love closes, a window is opened to new love." This isn't your traditional romance. A book within a book, Stained Glass Shards is a journey of separation and discovery of new love--two people who were once in love trying to grow up while one desperately tries to hold on to the past. Do you follow your heart or live in the memories?

Elyce Fielding is a freelance writer who has cut ties with her college friend turned lover, actor Griffin Belanger. After three months without communication, Griffin returns to Boston for the premiere of his latest film. Elyce shuts herself in her studio apartment, preventing any sightings of the famous man she is deeply in love with. Following a lonely evening, Elyce goes to bed thinking she has survived the night without a visit from Griffin. When he knocks on her door for a rendezvous, Elyce cannot resist his charms.

After one last tryst, Elyce decides she can no longer continue their sexual relationship. For months, Elyce works on her personal growth by losing weight, changing her style, and publishing her first novel--set to become a feature film. While traveling in California with her new lover and agent, Ritter Thorman, Elyce has a chance encounter with Griffin. Griffin vows to win her back by any means possible. Elyce must choose between her first love or her attentive lover.
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He flew for me. Miles of land and ocean had separated us for weeks. When he had left me, cold and nude on the bed, he whispered in my ear that he’d be back to lay with me. And he did, knocking on my door at the early hours of the morning after his transcontinental flight. Swiftly removing his clothes and stripping me of mine, he didn’t utter a word. He didn’t make love to me. I lay beside him, curled into him until the heat of our bodies melded together like molten glass.
--Iliana Gardner, Stained Glass Shards
ELYCE
Like gestation, it had been nine months since I decided to become a whole new person. A new Elyce Fielding emerged from her shell the morning Griffin Belanger stepped out the door. When I had waited for the door to knock or a text to chime in an attempt to change my mind, to fight for us, ignoring my request to end what we had, and that call never came, I promptly called into work. I requested a personal day to take care of a problem.
The problem to be fixed was me.
From my desk drawer, I removed a package of paper, unsealing the fresh loose leaf. On the faint blue lines, I wrote a list of my goals. Everything I had experienced since meeting Griffin was written in squiggly curves until I filled all the pages with dialogue and scenes of our encounters. The prose was reality mixed with the wishes I had always desired from our coupling. Mostly, I wrote about my need to be completely his for the rest of our lives.
It was truly more fantasy than reality.
When I’d finished the book two months later, I sent out one-hundred-twenty-seven query letters to agents and publishers. I’d received nine requests for the full manuscript. Three agents had competed with each other for my commitment to their agency. I’d selected Bruna Maximo as my agent. She’d maintained my vision for my novel, Stained Glass Shards.
Primarily, she had guided me through the process like a guardian. She had allayed my fears and assured me of my talent.
Regardless of changed locations from Boston to a sleepy college town in Ohio, using different names and embellished events in the book, I held a strong belief that I’d be identified as the heroine in our story.