Spotlight & Giveaway: Reclaim My Heart by Donna Fasano

Posted March 22nd, 2014 by in Blog, Spotlight / 26 comments

Today it is my pleasure to welcome romance author Donna Fasano to HJ!


Thank you for having me.

Five things on your bucket list:

Donna-Fasano1. To live in England and do nothing but write for 3 months.
2. Walk the Appalachian Trail.
3. Visit Machu Picchu.
4. See the Northern Lights.
5. Drive the full length of the Pacific coast of the US.

Would you rather… have a beautiful house and an ugly car or an ugly house and a beautiful car? Why?

I’d rather own a house and car that I can afford. I’m not really into having “things.” I’d rather have fewer possessions and not worry about money. As long as I have my family around me, I’m happy.

Let’s talk about your newest release: Reclaim My Heart

If you had to summarize the book for the readers here

Reclaim My HeartHere’s the best summary I can give for this USA Today Bestseller: Sixteen years ago, Tyne Whitlock cut all ties to her past and left town under the shameful shadow of a teenage pregnancy. Now her fifteen-year-old son is in trouble with the law, and she is desperate for help. But reaching out to high-powered attorney Lucas Silver Hawk will tear open the heart-wrenching past in ways Tyne never imagined.

Forced to return to the Delaware Indian community where Lucas was raised, Tyne and Lucas are tempted by the heated passion that consumed them as teens. Tyne rediscovers all the reasons she found this man irresistible, but there are scandalous secrets waiting to be revealed, disgraceful choices made in the past that cannot be denied. Love is a powerful force that could heal them both—if the truth doesn’t rip them apart.

Please tell us about the characters in your book?

Tyne is a strong, independent woman and single mom who finds herself needing her son’s father–a man she thought she’d never see again. Lucas is a Native American who has allowed success to make him lose sight of his culture.

Many of my readers have mentioned Uncle Jasper as a favorite character. Jasper is an Elder in the Delaware community that is the location for the majority of the book.

As you wrote your protagonist was there anything about them that surprised you?

I was surprised to learn that these two people, although separated for fifteen years, never stopped loving each other. They might have had other relationships, but once they were together again… the spark flared to white hot pretty quickly.

What scene did you most enjoy writing? Why?

I loved the scene where Lucas explains to Tyne how his Uncle Jasper taught him about live, about being independent, and that sometimes it’s okay to ask for help.

“You know,” she said, “I’ve been so focused today that I haven’t thought about Zach. I wonder what he’s doing.”
Lucas glanced at the clock on the dashboard. “He’s probably cleaning the fish they caught. Or stacking the firewood he collected.” He grinned. “Or sitting in a hole trying to figure out how to get out.”
“What?” She couldn’t tell if he was serious or if he was teasing her. “What are you talking about?”
“Uncle Jasper put me in a hole once.”
Tyne couldn’t believe her ears. “Lucas. Come on. Don’t tease me.”
“I’m serious.” He lifted one hand off the steering wheel. “First, he made me dig the hole. I spent a whole day with a shovel in my hands. ‘Deeper,’ he kept saying. ‘Deeper.’ And he made me go to sleep next to it that night not knowing what the danged thing was for. ‘That is for tomorrow,’ was all he’d tell me before sliding into his sleeping bag.”
Lucas’s smile never faltered. “The next morning he told me to jump down into the hole. Which I did, no questions asked. He told me I could have breakfast as soon as I’d climbed out, and then he walked away.”
She was quiet, her mind taken up with the idea of Zach out in the woods with Jasper… maybe standing in a hole he’d been forced to dig.
“Nearly three hours later and I was still standing there. Filthy from trying to scale the walls, frustrated as hell that I couldn’t.”
“Your tone is telling me this is a good memory,” she said, “but for the life of me, I don’t understand.”
He laughed. “Neither did I. And that was precisely the point of why I was in the hole for hours.”
She frowned.
“Little did I know, but my uncle was busy in the night. While I slept, he’d angled the sides of the hole so the opening was smaller than the base. It would have been impossible for me to climb out. It’ll be impossible for Zach to climb out too.”
“Lucas! You are not making me feel any better. Get to the good part, please.”
“I just hope he figures it out quicker than I did,” Lucas continued easily. “You see, many of those camping tasks will emphasize independence. They’re about learning self-reliance. But the hole? The hole is designed to make a man realize there are times when he can’t go it alone. He needs others.”
Tyne nestled into the seat, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. “My son’s out in the woods somewhere, digging a hole,” she muttered. Her tone lowered. “Trapped in a hole.” She heaved a sigh and shook her head. “Wonderful.”

What scene was the hardest to write? Why?

I found it difficult to write about Lucas’s mother, Ruth Yoder. It was hard for me to identify and sympathize with her. Having 2 sons myself, I couldn’t imagine a scenario that would cause me to give up my children. However, once Ruth revealed her reason (at the end of the book), my heart was touched and I understood.

He pulled to a stop on the shoulder of the road, and with slow, deliberate motions, he put the car in park and shut off the engine. They both got out and met at the mailbox at the end of the narrow sidewalk near the front of the car. The woman in the garden straightened, looking at them while reaching to wipe her hands on the white apron tied around her waist. She started toward them, the skirt of her shin-length black dress brushing the thick vegetation.
Tyne stood beside Lucas, waiting for him to take that first step. The Amish woman was halfway to the gate, and still he hadn’t moved. Tyne turned to him. He looked frozen in place. It was difficult to watch such a commanding figure become overwhelmed with apprehension. She slid her hand in his, and the trembling of his chilled fingers had her whispering, “It’s okay, Lucas. This is going to be just fine. Come on.”
She took a step, giving his rigid arm a gentle tug, and he followed.
The three of them met at the gate, and when no one spoke, Tyne asked, “Ruth Yoder?”
Lucas and the woman hadn’t stopped staring at each other. The awe on Ruth Yoder’s face was answer enough, but she nodded. “I am.”
Mother and son stood, face to face, for the first time in thirty-five years, the gate standing between them an uncanny yet solid symbol of the emotions holding them at bay. Tyne’s breath caught as she waited to see if it would swing open wide or remain closed.
Finally, Lucas said, “I’m… I’m…” He stopped suddenly and swallowed, emotion glistening in his eyes.
The woman smiled. “I know who you are.”
The strings of her bonnet hung loose, one trailing down her chest, the other draped back over her shoulder. By no means an unattractive woman, Ruth, with her natural glow, looked much younger than the early-to-mid-fifties Tyne had calculated her age to be.
“You look so much like your father. Tall like him too.” The woman spoke softly. She gave Tyne the barest of glances, then asked Lucas, “Your wife?”
He shook his head. “I’m not married. But you have a grandson. Zach is fifteen.”
Ruth’s smile tightened and tears sprang to her hazel eyes. “I wish I could invite you in.” She turned her head as if to look toward the house. Her voice grated as she added, “But that’s impossible.”
The man on the porch called, “Ruth? Who is it?”
The transformation in the woman’s face was painful to see. Her smooth features contracted and her eyes darkened. When he didn’t receive an immediate answer, the old man barked out her name a second time.
Coming to her senses quickly, Tyne offered, “We’re here asking for directions, sir.”
“Just some lost tourists,” Ruth told him. She offered Tyne a grateful smile. “He can’t see. He went blind years ago.” Lifting her gaze to Lucas, she said, “He’s very sick.”
“I need to go inside,” the old man demanded. “Come and take me inside.”
A gentle breeze blew a tendril of Ruth’s brown hair across her face. She automatically swiped it aside and tucked it under her bonnet, smudging dirt across her forehead in the process. Tyne noticed the rich, black soil caked under the woman’s short nails, evidence of her work in the garden.
Tyne had never seen regret expressed so clearly on anyone’s face before, and her heart twisted into a painful knot.
“I should go,” Ruth told Lucas. The sad, painful smile she offered them seemed to strain her lips.
“Wait.” He reached out and placed his hand on top of hers on the gatepost in an effort to hold her there, if only for a moment longer. “Just a second.”
They stood in the open, summer sunshine raining down on them, a floral-scented breeze rustling the leaves of a nearby tree, yet Tyne felt there wasn’t air enough for her to take a breath.
“Are you happy?” he asked.
The old man chose that moment to call her name once again.
Ruth’s expression never changed. She searched Lucas’s face and finally whispered, “I’m content.”

Who would you cast in the role of your characters if your book was optioned for a movie?

Tyne would be played by Charlize Theron and Lucas would be played by some gorgeous Native American actor…or Colin Farrell. *grin*

If you could have given your characters one piece of advice before the opening pages of the book, what would it be and why?

Don’t fight the attraction! You WILL surrender!

What are you currently working on? What other releases so you have planned for 2014?

I’m writing a book called Katy Did. It’s a women’s fiction novel that’s a mash up of 2 movies: Step-Mom and Divine Secrets of the Ya-ya Sisterhood. I don’t have a release date set yet.

Thanks for blogging at HJ!

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She seemed to shrink a little as a thousand thoughts ran though her head. Seconds passed, and still she didn’t speak.
Lucas witnessed the phenomenon almost on a daily basis. The people who wound up in his office often felt as if they were carrying the world on their shoulders. He knew her anxiety would eventually discharge, and from the looks of it, he wouldn’t have to wait long.
Finally, she pressed her hand to her chest. “I can’t breathe.”
“Relax. Do you want some water?”
She shook her head, a lock of her long, platinum hair falling over her forearm. “No. I need to get this out. I promised you I’d hurry.”
He couldn’t keep his brows from arching a fraction. She hadn’t kept her promises in the past. Why would he expect her to now?
Tyne ran her tongue along her full bottom lip, hesitated another moment, then blurted, “I need a lawyer.”
Lucas closed his eyes and stifled a sigh. He could have guessed as much, of course. He’d worked hard to get himself into the privileged position of being able to pick and choose his clients. The last person he wanted to represent was Tyne Whitlock.
“A good lawyer, Lucas.”
Common sense told him Tyne wasn’t attempting to flatter him. She was speaking purely out of desperation.
“Look, Tyne—” Something made him stop. He sighed, and then he stood, taking his time rounding his desk and sitting down. The leather-upholstered arms of the chair were cool and smooth under his fingertips.
“I know some of the best attorneys in the city.” He plucked a pen from the cup on his desktop. “And many of them owe me a favor or two.” He reached into his inside jacket pocket, pulled out one of the business cards he always kept handy, and turned it over, poised to write. “Let me give you some names and numbers—”
“I don’t want just any attorney.” Her chin lifted. “I want you. Why else would I have come here?”
His gaze lowered to the small white card in his hand. With much deliberation, he set down the pen and the card, and then he looked her directly in the eyes.
Every muscle in her body appeared board-stiff.
“Listen to me—” he kept his tone calm “—when people find themselves in trouble with the law, or victimized, or wrongfully sued, or unjustly accused, they tend to get lost in a strange, I don’t know, franticness. A recklessness that they almost always regret. Believe me when I tell you that no situation is hopeless, and circumstances are rarely as desperate as they might be perceived. Whatever trouble you’re in, don’t let panic and fear haze your thinking.”
“You don’t understand.”
“I think I do,” he rushed to assure her. “I see it every day. Honest, hardworking people finding themselves in dire straits. And this unfamiliar territory throws them. They grasp at help from the first source that comes to mind.”
“Just like that old adage warning that only a fool acts as his own lawyer, it’s also foolish to choose an attorney in haste. You and I have a past, Tyne, and even though all of that took place years and years ago, the fact remains that we have a history. I don’t believe I would be the best person to represent you in a court of law. You need someone who’ll be totally unbiased. Let me give you some names. I’ll make some calls for you myself—”
“Stop!” She lifted her hands and scooted to the edge of the seat. “You don’t understand. And I can’t make you understand if you won’t shut up for a minute.”
His eyebrows arched and the frustration in her statement had him leaning back a bit.
She frowned. “I’m sorry. Really, I am. I had to stew all day yesterday.” She fisted her hands in her lap. “I didn’t expect to reach anyone on a Sunday, but do you know that your firm doesn’t offer an emergency number on the answering machine?” She exhaled with force. “I’m a nervous wreck just being here. Seeing you. But all that aside, I shouldn’t have snapped at you. Please accept my apology.”
He didn’t react, didn’t move. He just waited for her to continue.
“The thing is… what you need to know…”
Once again, she grew terribly cautious, and Lucas found that extremely curious. What the hell was it she found so hard to tell him? What kind of trouble was she in?
She blanched, but then her spine straightened. “I’m not the one who needs a lawyer. I want to hire you, yes. But I’m not the one needing representation. It’s my son who’s in trouble.” A nerve at the corner of her eye ticked, but her gaze never veered from his as she added, “Our son, Lucas.”

Book Info:

USA Today Bestseller

Sixteen years ago, Tyne Whitlock cut all ties to her past and left town under the shameful shadow of a teenage pregnancy. Now her fifteen-year-old son is in trouble with the law, and she is desperate for help. But reaching out to high-powered attorney Lucas Silver Hawk will tear open the heart-wrenching past in ways Tyne never imagined.

Forced to return to the Delaware Indian community where Lucas was raised, Tyne and Lucas are tempted by the heated passion that consumed them as teens. Tyne rediscovers all the reasons she found this man irresistible, but there are scandalous secrets waiting to be revealed, disgraceful choices made in the past that cannot be denied. Love is a powerful force that could heal them both—if the truth doesn’t rip them apart.
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Author Bio

USA Today Bestselling Author Donna Fasano has written over 30 romance and women’s fiction novels. Her books are available in paperback, as ebooks for Kindle, Nook, Kobo, and iBooks, and also as audio books.
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26 Responses to “Spotlight & Giveaway: Reclaim My Heart by Donna Fasano”

  1. Janice Unger

    I recently read Blood Red Rage (Littlemoon Investigations) by Morgan Kelley. I fell in love with Justin and Julian Littlemoon. Twin Native American private investigators. One of my all time favorite romantic suspense books.

  2. Kelly C

    Honestly, I can’t think of any at this moment. I’ll check out a few of the suggestions above to see what I’m missing

  3. Sandy Bartles

    I can’t think of any Native American stories offhand, but this one sounds wonderful!

  4. Glenda

    The last awesome book I read with a native American main character is The MacGregor’s Lady.

  5. bertie welck

    I love to read any of Madeline Baker’s books, she is a terrific author and has to many great ones to mention just one. She writes alot of books about Native American and all of them a fantastic reads

  6. Janice Hougland

    Donna, I can only think of Last of the Mohicans (hero Daniel Day Lewis) and Dances with Wolves (heroine Mary McDonnell) as movies that stick in my mind and memory. I have to say, though, I’ve always loved the old TV westerns (e.g., Tonto in Lone Ranger). I am intrigued by a new release with a Native American hero…and the excerpt has cemented in my mind “go to Amazon and put this on my Wish List”! 🙂 Thanks for the post, Donna.

  7. Donna Fasano

    Sara, thanks for featuring Reclaim My Heart! I am really enjoying all of these answers. And I hope those of you who haven’t read or watched Native American heroes in action will do so. They’re very…um…yummy. lol

  8. mrsmac19

    I honestly can’t remember any stories featuring Native American characters, but those listed by the other responders sound great! 🙂

  9. Cari White

    Elizabeth Lowell’s “Only”series, specifically, Wolfe Lonetree! Love the Western Romances that show the honor and strength of Native Americans.

  10. Margaret

    For movies it would have to be Last of the Mohicans, for books, I love Patricia Brigg’s Mercy Thompson series.

  11. Christine L.

    I agree with the comments about “Dances with Wolves” and “Last of the Mohicans.” The book I just finished reading, HUSH LITTLE BABY, featured secondary Native American characters and was pretty good!

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