Friday, October 17, 2014

Release Blast: A Masterpiece Unraveled.

                                        Release Blast: A Masterpiece Unraveled (The Masterpiece Trilogy #2)
                                                      By Nikki Lynn Barrett



Blurb:


As love blossoms, twenty year old secrets threaten it all...

Becca and Hunter have always tried to make sense of a tragedy, but they never fully asked why. Why were they on the same plane? Where were they going or coming from? Recent events force them to find out everything they can about the plane crash and the events that led them there.

Becca's always been strong. She's always found a safety net in Hunter, the man who saved her as a child and always stuck by her, giving her reason to go on when no one else gave her a chance. Now she fights to keep her strength going, but her fears begin to get the better of her. The facade she tries to hold up threatens to crack.

Hunter is learning to fight his demons and put them to rest, but he can't help but worry about Becca and the future they've just begun to build. She's become the withdrawn person he'd been for the past few years and he doesn't know how to help, unless he finds the answers they both are desperate to know.

They've always battled every storm together, but a new storm could sweep in and blow the foundation right out from under them...

The second installment of the Masterpiece trilogy is full of twists, turns, and secrets that come unburied...


WARNING: This story is not a standalone. This is the second in a trilogy that follow the same characters. A Masterpiece Of Our Love should be read first.

Excerpt:



He found the house matching the address and pulled up in front of it. A simple, yet elegant two story Victorian style home. Steps led up to the large front porch. The yard had so much well kept green grass. He sniffed the air. Smells like it had recently been cut.

Hunter didn't notice at first, not until he made it halfway up the walkway, but a man sat on the porch in a wicker chair. The man climbed to his feet slowly and stared at Hunter.

Recognition?

"It's like I've seen a ghost." Joe moved to the front of the porch, holding the banister. "Charles Beckman's boy, all grown up. You look so much like your father did at this age. I never thought I'd see you again. It's been what, twenty years? You're in your thirties now?"

"Thirty two," Hunter replied. Joe was real, and he remembered him! Shit! Wow. Now how much did he remember about what happened? As much as he wanted to ask him the truth now, he wanted to know this man he'd called Uncle even more. "I didn't remember about you until recently. A lot of my memories before the accident are skewed or not there."

"I wanted to come see you after you were found." Joe walked with a limp.

"Why didn't you?" He figured he knew the answer.

"I don't know. I wasn't in the position to take you in. I thought the past was better left there. Not a day goes by that I haven't thought of your parents and you. How are you? Where are you living now? You say you only now remembered me?" Joe gestured to the chairs a few feet away.

"I've been having triggers that bring back memories I couldn't recall before." Hunter took up his invitation, settling in the chair next to the one Joe sat in before. "Doctors say PTSD."

Joe scowled. "I'm sorry. I've seen the affects of it on people many times in my life." If he was worried about Hunter bringing up the past things he'd done, Joe didn't show it yet. "Married? Kids?"

"I was married. I have a child with my ex-wife." Hunter pulled his wallet from his pocket and took out pictures of Sienna. "My daughter. She's three." He handed the photo to Joe. His hand was shaky.

"Your dad and mom would have been proud grandparents. They would have doted on her. What's her name?"

"Sienna." Thinking of his parents as proud grandparents hit Hunter with a floodgate of emotions. "I called you Uncle Joe, didn't I?" he blurted. Well damn! He hadn't meant to put it out there quite like that.

Joe's eyes lit up. "You did. My wife and I never had children. We wanted them so bad, but life wasn't ready to make us parents. You were the closest thing I had."

So why didn't you come find me?

Hunter wanted so badly to ask, but for once, he didn't blurt out his thoughts.

"You really don't have many memories before-" Joe couldn't even bring up the crash.

"No, I don't. I hate it because so much has happened, and I don't even have anything from my mom and dad to hold on to other than memories. I don't even remember what happened to the house or where we lived, for that matter." Did he live in Maryland after all before everything?

"I've got things for you then. Photos, and a few items. I was the one who cleaned the house. I kept things, some of them even yours."

Hunter sat up straighter. "You took care of my house? Where did I live before?"

Which meant if there'd been any trace of what they were doing before the plane ride, Joe could have and probably did get rid of it. How convenient.

He'd sure made the right call to come here.

"You lived in Maryland, not far from Baltimore. Since you found me, you probably know now your dad was a lawyer. Best damn partner I ever had."

Maryland. He wondered if going there one day would bring back a memory. "I got my love of basketball from him," Hunter recalled.

Joe laughed. "Actually, you both found your love of the game through me. Your dad couldn't be bothered with it before, but we used to go to games and he grew into it. Wasn't a bad player, either. We took you to games from an early age. I was real proud when you picked up the love of it. Do you play any more?"

Hunter shook his head. "Not like I wanted to. It was just one of those things I let go of. I played here and there, but the love I had for it died the night I lost my family." Regret weighed on his heart.

"Come inside. I have some home videos and albums to show you." Joe struggled to climb to his feet. Hunter aided him. "I don't know what brought you to me today, but I've missed you, Hunter."



This book is the second in the Masterpiece Trilogy. A Masterpiece Of Our Love is the first book and is currently on sale for 99 cents! This is the beginning of Hunter and Becca's story.
























Blurb:


Two Lives Torn by tragedy.

Eight-year-old Becca and twelve-year-old Hunter cling to each other and life after surviving a plane crash which stole their families.

Two Souls Seeking Love.

Each year, from the time she was old enough to travel on her own, Becca met up with Hunter on the island that altered their lives forever.

Until he stopped showing.

Her constant. Her link to the past. Gone in the blink of an eye.

Two Lives Bound by Secret.

Suffering more heartbreak, Hunter returns to the one place he’s always sought comfort, the island where he and Becca met. It was the place that stole from him, and in the same instance gave to him. He hasn't been back or spoken to Becca in four years.

Though he’s sure she must hate him for disappearing, Hunter discovers the girl gone, now a woman in her place. Hunter is determined to prove to Becca he isn’t the same twelve-year-old boy of yesteryear.

But someone isn't happy about their reunion...

Strange things begin happening. Letters start showing up in their hotel rooms and at home with cryptic messages.

Two Broken Hearts Heal as One.

With the mystery unsolved, Hunter convinces Becca to spend the remainder of the summer back home with him, both for safety and to give them a chance to discover the adults they’ve now become.

Will love get a chance to blossom, or will the past come back and tear the masterpiece of their love apart once and for all?


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Excerpt:


"Guess what I found?" Hunter carried a sweater and a pair of sweatpants in his hands. "You'll be nice and warm in no time." He handed them to her.

Becca pointed to his head. She wished her words would just come out already.

"You don't want to change into dry clothes first?" He raised a brow, then winced. "Damn that hurts. Okay fine, you win. I will probably curse and go stark crazy, so bear with me please?"

She may not have been able to find her voice to speak, but a quiet laugh escaped her throat. At least, that's what she thought it was.

Hunter crossed his arms over his bare chest. "Are you laughing at me?" Amusement danced in his gorgeous eyes. "That's so messed up! There is a little devilish side to you after all. I like it," he teased.

Becca smirked and pointed at the first aid kit. She wondered if he remembered any of the sign language, back from when she'd been mute and unable to communicate all those years ago. But so far, he'd been able to understand what she needed. The very first time he came to visit her, he'd learned it so they could talk. She remembered that day well on her aunt's back porch when Hunter sat beside her. He asked if she remembered him. She nearly cried that he'd taken the time to understand sign language for her.

"All right little devil, have at it. Just don't get offended for any swear words I may use." He cracked a smile. She loved that he could still have a sense of humor. It showed that even though he had some injuries, he was the same old silly Hunter she knew. She pointed down at the floor, wanting him to kneel before her. Again, he cued in right away and lowered to his knees.

Becca opened up the first aid kit and searched for what she needed. As she pulled out a large bandage, cotton swabs and the small bottle of peroxide to clean the wound, Hunter hissed. She flicked her gaze back to him.

"Call it psychological warfare. I'm anticipating that it's going to sting like you wouldn't believe. I know, I know, I'm being a baby and I should just shut up." Hunter raised his hands. "Think you can do that one handed? I might need you to hold mine with the other."

Becca grinned and held out her hand. She wished her voice would work with her so she could tell him how cute he was being. She couldn't be too sure if he was putting on an act to make her laugh or if he really was bothered by what she had to do. Regardless, she felt needed. Important. Something she longed for. When his shaky fingers curled over hers, a ripple of electricity zipped through her.

Now those were strange, random thoughts.

"Your hand is so cold. Not that mine is any better," Hunter said softly. "I know, I'm stalling. I should just man up and take it, huh? You won't tell anyone about my weak side there, will you?" He chuckled.

She slid him a knowing grin and put a finger to her lips, then ran the finger across them as if to say 'My lips are sealed'.

"I knew I could count on you."


About The Author:






I'm an avid lover of books. I've been writing as far back as I can remember, completing my first "book" by fifth grade in one of those one subject spiral notebooks. I have a passion for music, photography, jewelry and all things creative. I live in Arizona with my husband and son, but dream of being somewhere much colder and stormier. For now, I'll have to live that life through my characters and stick it out with the summer heat.
Places to find me on the web:
wwww.nikkilynnbarrett.com
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Twitter: @Stormgoddess925
Email: nikkilynnbarrett@yahoo.com
I love to hear from readers!




Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Home For The Holidays Hop!

http://www.theromancetroupe.com/p/home-for-holidays-blog-hop.html


Welcome everyone, to the Home for the Holidays Hop! Yes, it really is that time again!  Hard to believe, considering it feels like we are still in summer or fall...well, at least in Phoenix. We hit 90 today! Eww. (I hate the heat)

First off, a couple things. When commenting, please leave an email address in your comment! This will give you an entry to the grand prize and easy access to email you if you've won! Click on the above link to check out the other stops and for a complete list of prizes....and there are PLENTY of them!

One thing about the holidays is that there's always so much food!  It's so hard not to indulge just a bit...or a lot! I love the mouthwatering taste of a spiral cut ham...juicy, tasty...or a turkey...buttered corn, mashed potatoes. For a drink, a nice glass of eggnog. One thing I love, and it's such a simple thing, is cucumber salad. Yes, you heard me right. Call me strange, that's all right. Nothing I haven't heard before.  But for the life of me, i can't perfect the recipe to my taste at all! My mom, or my Oma makes the best ones.  I mean, how hard can simple sliced cucumbers, water, vinegar, sugar and salt  be?

haha. Do you really have to answer that?

Start off by cutting up the cucumbers to thin slices.  Pour some sugar on top and then let it set for awhile. A few hours. The sugar ends up creating a sweet juice type thing and then you have to perfect the amount of water and vinegar just right. That's where my problem lies. :) Still, I enjoy it and will eventually ONE day get it to where i'm happy.



Now the holidays aren't just about food, presents and spending....though the commercialization sometimes makes some forget about that.  I've been known to be a little jaded during the holidays and that's why I started writing a holiday story last year. Well now, that story just recently had an addition, a sequel of sorts with the same characters. I've been told these stories are a great reminder of what the holiday season is about, and that's just the message I wanted to send.






It started with this book. A special wish from a little boy set in motion a chain of events that changed his life, and his mom's.

I'm going to be hosting a small giveaway here on my blog. One lucky commenter will win an e copy of this book, my debut.

Below is the blurb:



The magic of Christmas has been lost to Jacob Winston. At the suggestion of his ill sister, Jacob takes a job as a Secret Santa at the mall, hoping to restore his Christmas spirit. Even that doesn't seem to work, until a special little boy ambles up to make a very special wish...
Cheyenne Jensen is struggling to raise her two kids without the help of her ex-husband who refuses to acknowledge his daughter's existence and doesn't provide for the son he does. This Christmas is shaping up to be as heartbreaking as the last, until her son Ben's kind actions lead a stranger to them.
Ah, but it's Christmas time and the magic has begun.
When Jacob and Cheyenne meet, neither can deny their immediate attraction to one another. As situations arise that require they spend more time together, their feelings grow stronger and stronger.
With Christmas fast approaching, the pair learn what matters most in life. Now, if only they could ditch the ghost of Christmases past.
Maybe this holiday will bring some wishes come true- for everyone after all.




And most recently, like...last week, I released the second book with the character, though the focus is on someone else. Robin is a secondary character in The Secret Santa Wishing Well, and in On the 12th Date of Christmas, gets her own story.



After being mugged, Robin Sorenson is left shaken and her spirit in humanity is broken. Worse, she's not sure how to deal with the new anxieties or who to confide in, since she's always preached to pick oneself up and move on. Yeah, she's been the go to girl when anyone's had problems. Christmas is coming, and her belief in magic and miracles has faded.

Then Jonas comes back.

Jonas Aimes made a mistake when he walked away from Robin a year earlier. A big one. He'd loved her, always had and still does, but his desire to please his aging and strict parents took precedence. Back from the overseas internship they'd struggled to get him in, he plans on winning Robin back. What he didn't count on was discovering the shell of the vivacious woman he'd loved.

Broken.

Remembering her love of Christmas, Jonas pulls the holiday heartstrings. What? All is fair and love and war, right?

Twelve days, Twelve Dates.

Robin is speechless when Jonas not only refuses to leave her alone, but dares her to accept his cheesy holiday-themed challenge. Twelve dates to give him a chance to prove that he loves her and is never leaving her again.

But in the season known for miracles, can Robin find the magic needed to open her heart and faith once more ... or will she forever wonder about the ghost of the Christmas past that could have been?




How do you win Secret Santa, you ask? Or maybe you don't but I'll tell you anyway. How about visit me on my Facebook page? Then just tell me there what you love most about the holidays.

https://www.facebook.com/NikkiLynnBarrettauthor


OR: Add my books on Goodreads! Just let me know in the comments on the blog :)
https://www.goodreads.com/author/dashboard


Good luck in the hop y'all! Hope you have fun, find some new authors, some recipes and maybe even win!


-Nikki Lynn


Wednesday, October 2, 2013

On the 12th Date of Christmas Cover Reveal


On The 12th Date of Christmas Cover Reveal
By Nikki Lynn Barrett
Contemporary holiday romance
Expected release date: November 8, 2013


Blurb:

After being mugged, Robin Sorenson is left shaken and her spirit in humanity broken. Worse, she’s not sure how to deal with the new anxieties or who to confide in since she’s always preached to pick oneself up and move on. Yeah, she’s been the go to girl when anyone’s had problems.
Christmas is coming, and her belief in magic and miracles has faded. 

Then Jonas comes back.

Jonas Aimes made a mistake. A big one, when he walked away from Robin a year earlier. He’d loved her, always had and still does, but his desire to please his aging and strict parents took precedence. Back from the overseas internship they’d struggled to get him in, he plans on winning Robin back. What he didn’t count on was discovering the shell of the vivacious woman he’d loved.

Broken.

Remembering her love of Christmas, Jonas pulls the holiday heartstrings. What? All is fair and love and war. Right?

Twelve days, Twelve Dates.

Robin is speechless when Jonas not only refuses to leave her alone, but dares her to accept his cheesy holiday themed challenge. Twelve dates to give him a chance to prove he loves her and is never leaving her again.

But in the season known for miracles can Robin find the magic needed to open her heart and faith once more...or will she forever wonder about the ghost of the Christmas past that could have been?




Excerpt 

He took her hand in his as he reached for the keys with his other hand.
“Why are we at a closed ice skating rink, Jonas?” He heard the wonder in her voice.
“Because we're going skating, silly.” He shot a smile at her.
“How did you-”
“Hey. I'm in with Santa now, remember? I can't divulge all my secrets.”
Her soft laughter and a squeeze to his hand warmed his heart, despite the icy chill around him. “I haven't been ice skating in years.”
“Hmm. Out of practice? So if we were to race, I'd have a chance?” Jonas fingered the edge of her scarf, twirling the fringed ends with two fingers.
“Oh please, you don't skate.” Robin scoffed. “Do you?”
He laughed. “I love how you were so certain, then all of a sudden you had to question it. Maybe we should go in, lace up and I'll show you some moves.”
“This I have to see!” Robin raised a perfectly arched brow.
“Let's get to it, little lady.” Jonas closed and locked the door behind him. The lights buzzed as they came on, lighting up the place. With a flick of a few switches, everything would be ready for them soon. He hadn't been in here for quite some time, let alone when it was empty. This would be fun. He couldn't wait to get out on that ice. Hopefully, he wouldn't be leaving here with any sprained parts. He wasn't about to let on to Robin that he was very rusty at this. He stifled a laugh. Anticipation shot through his veins. He'd take this challenge.
Robin was the first to get on the ice. As he finished lacing up, Jonas watched her gracefully move around. She went slow and steady at first, obviously testing out her balance. She did a small spin and as he caught sight of her face, he noticed the way her eyes lit up and her smile reached them. It would take more than these fun moments to show her who he'd become, and they would get to that. Communication definitely was a key. There were so many things unsaid, and while he knew they had to be spoken, he wondered how much of it would ruin the moments they shared.
Doesn't matter. It all has to be done. The good and the bad.
“Are you stalling?” She teased, making another loop. She seemed at ease.
Jonas pointed to himself in mock horror. “You did not just accuse me of stalling.”
“Oh, but I did. So come on out here and strut your stuff, before I accuse you of all talk and no action.” Another loop, faster this time. That woman taunted him.
Jonas growled and tightened the last of the laces and eased himself onto the ice. “All talk and no action, huh? Watch this.” Gathering momentum and hoping for no epic fails, Jonas sped across the rink. Okay so far, so good. A little wobbly, but this wasn't as hard as he imagined. Then he got stupid, turned his head to flash her a smile and came crashing into the wall. “Ooph!” he shouted, landing on his ass.
Robin covered her mouth with her hand. She tried her hardest not to let the laugh out, and failing miserably. She skated over to him and held a hand out.
“It's not that funny.” He grumbled, rubbing his sore backside. The corners of his lips twitched. He couldn't keep the smile away.
“Not a bad start, until you got cocky.” She teased. She helped him to his feet and he towered over her. He slid his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.
“Your fault for showing off.” He teased, leaning in closer. He wanted to kiss her senseless and steal her breath away. That would get her to quit laughing at his attempts at being cool when it came to skating.
“I think not. I won't take the blame for this one.” She said quietly. He cupped her face, loving the way she smiled at him. He ran a finger along her jaw, loving the sensations he felt while having her near.
“Then take the blame for this.” Jonas closed the gap between them and kissed her.


Though it's not a series, and On the 12th Date of Christmas is a standalone book, Robin makes her first appearance in The Secret Santa Wishing Well. Readers have been asking for her story and of course, more of Cheyenne, Jacob and the kids.  

The Secret Santa Wishing Well Blurb:

The magic of Christmas has been lost to Jacob Winston. At the suggestion of his ill sister, Jacob takes a job as a Secret Santa at the mall, hoping to restore his Christmas spirit. Even that doesn’t seem to work, until a special little boy ambles up to make a very special wish... Cheyenne Jensen is struggling to raise her two kids without the help of her ex-husband who refuses to acknowledge his daughter’s existence and doesn’t provide for the son he does. This Christmas is shaping up to be as heartbreaking as the last, until her son Ben’s kind actions lead a stranger to them. Ah, but it’s Christmas time and the magic has begun. When Jacob and Cheyenne meet, neither can deny their immediate attraction to one another. As situations arise that require they spend more time together, their feelings grow stronger and stronger. With Christmas fast approaching, the pair learn what matters most in life. Now, if only they could ditch the ghost of Christmases past. Maybe this holiday will bring some wishes come true- for everyone after all.


Giveaway: 3 e-copies of The Secret Santa Wishing Well




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Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Sultry Summer Blog Hop September 11-16

Welcome to Sultry Summer Reads Blog hop. Now to be honest, I, for one, am ready to kick summer to the curb. It's been a long one, but you know what? We'll go out in style by celebrating this blog hop.


Check out all the details and prize list about this fab hop here on Safari Heat: http://safariheatbooktoursandauthorservices.blogspot.com/2013/07/sultry-summer-reads-blog-hop-sign-up.html

Be sure to check out all the fabulous authors and blogs participating! There are some HUGE prizes to be won and  some fun pages to check out.

Here's an example of what kind of comment to enter the hop with. It's important to leave an email address so that if you win something, you can easily be contacted.



Below is an example if what needs to be in your comment: 
Name: Carey Abbott
Email: careydoucet@yahoo.com
Comment: Great Post
Twitter: Followed
FaceBook: Followed or Liked
Blog: Followed
Are you a reader or Author: Author (This is important because we are giving away book covers.)
What Country are you in: United States

NOTE: You don't HAVE to do all of these things, but they do gain you extra entry :)


For my Summer Sultry Post I decided to share an excerpt of one of my books, Baby Stetson.  It's a pretty steamy kiss that makes lights up the night like a hot summer sky. :)  This scene is not that explicit and it has one curse word in it but it's fairly mild 





To give you a little background on the scene, Avery Callimer is with Lucas, looking for some late dinner at the inn her parents run, and she winds up with a big surprise when he kisses her- right there in the middle of the inn's kitchen!



“Wow.  This is a nice kitchen,” Lucas said, closing the door behind him.

Avery faced him.  “You like to cook?”

“Oh yeah.  I learned at a young age that I had to take care of myself, so I taught myself to cook.  Now it’s something I enjoy.”

“Are you good at it?”

“I’m good at a lot of things, Avery.”  Lucas closed the gap between them.

Too close, too close!

She couldn’t back up anymore, though.  Behind her was the counter.  Her back was already pressed up against it.  Lucas looked at her like he wanted to devour her.

“Lucas…”

“I know I need to stay away from you, Avery.  All I want is one kiss.  I’ve got to taste you.  Tell me no, right now, and I’ll back away.”

Lucas pressed his body to hers.  He slid his arms around her waist, pulling her to him.  His face, only inches from hers, lowered.  “Tell me now, Avery.  Because if you don’t, I’m going to kiss you.”

Don’t!  No!  Yes!  Do it!  No!

She couldn’t get the words out.  All she could think about were Lucas’s lips, mere inches from hers, sexy, tempting, inviting.  Avery opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out.

“I’m not supposed to be so attracted to you, Avery,” Lucas whispered, then his lips crashed down on hers.

He cupped her face, pulling her into his kiss.  She didn’t even have time to decipher what that comment meant.  Avery tilted her head upward, responding to his kiss.  She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders as her fingers dug into them.  Holy hell, this  man  could  kiss.  The  deep  urgency  of  his kisses drove her mad.

“Lucas,” she muttered against his lips.  His touch was lethal.  It wasn’t supposed to feel this good.  Or amazing.  Or sensational.  Avery wasn’t supposed to react to him this way.  She didn’t even know this man!  Oh, but she knew his gaze, so intent on her, and she was fixated on him.

“Yes, Avery?”

He trailed kisses along her neck now.  Desire burned within, igniting quickly.  His lips were back on hers now.  He darted his tongue out, touching the corners of Avery’s lips, pushing his way in gently.  Avery opened for him, needing another taste.  Lucas’s erection pressed into her, only making her want him more.  She lost all senses, other than to kiss him.  Lucas hoisted her up, still pressing her against the counter.  Avery squealed and wrapped her legs around him.  More fiery kisses came next.  His tongue was gentle, daring, inquiring. “Avery.”  He moaned against her lips, nipping lightly.  “I want to take you to-”

They broke apart as the sound of loud voices neared.  Lucas put her down quickly and backed away from her.

“Oh shit.”  Avery giggled, heart thundering in her chest, and blood roaring in her ears.  That was close.  Had anyone come in to see them, especially her parents … she’d never live it down.  Need pooled within her, but the distraction was probably a good thing, otherwise she didn’t know what would have happened next.  She could almost picture what they might have-  No, no.  She wouldn’t have let things go that far, not here!

The fact that she had to convince herself of that meant that she very well might have given herself to Lucas, right then and there.  What was wrong with her?  She never lost that much sense, not for anything or anyone.

Emotions heightened, she fidgeted with her hair, smoothing it back and straightening her clothes as if nothing happened.  Lucas still stared at her, that look of lust in his eyes, and smiled.  “Well, that was fun,” he teased.  If he was trying to ease the tension, it worked.  Avery laughed out loud.  Inside, she wasn’t.  How could she lose control like that?



Check out all the other authors participating!



NYT Bestselling Author Maggie Shayne
http://maggieshayne.com/coffee-house-blog/962/

NYT and USA Today Bestselling Author Dianne Duvall
dianneduvall.blogspot.com

Marlie Bridges
http://marliebridges.com

DA Berry
daberryauthor.wordpress.com
JA Garland
http://jagarland.blogspot.com/2013/09/sultry-summer-reads-blog-hop.html

Karen Rose Smith

http://happilyeverafter-cgtetreault.blogspot.com/2013/09/sultry-summer-reads-blog-hop.html

Carole Avila
http://caroleavilablog.wordpress.com/

John Klawitter
www.johnklawitter.blogspot.com 

Bella Street
http://bellastreetwrites.blogspot.com/2013/09/sultry-summer-reads-blog-hop-stop.html

Lyndi Lamont
http://www.lyndilamont.com/blog

Brenda Dyer
http://www.brendamdyer.blogspot.com
Nikki Lynn Barrett
http://www.nikkilynnbarrett.blogspot.com

http://bobbiromans.wordpress.com/2013/03/15/welcome-to-the-yakpad/

Susan Mac Nichol
http://susanmacnicol.wordpress.com/2013/09/11/safari-heat-blog-hop-sept-11-16th/


Melissa Keir


Saturday, September 7, 2013

My Sexy Saturday September 7





Welcome to My Sexy Saturday! This is a fun little hop where authors are sharing snippets of their work, something that feels sexy to them. Everyone has a different opinion on what's sexy, so this is really fun to see what others come up with.

My Snippet today comes from my latest release THE MELODY IN MY HEAD. 

Melody is at work and Jameson gives her a call out of the blue and they have a short conversation. Here's today's snippet!





"That's good. Anyway, I don't want to keep you long. I was hoping maybe you'll wait up for me tonight, if you aren't too tired. I have something planned, if you're up for it."

That certainly caught her interest. "Really? What would that be?" What on earth would he plan for when he got home after eleven? And now she'd have to wait all day just to find out! Jameson had a way of driving her crazy even when he wasn't around. Damn him. Melody smiled.

"That, sweet Melody, is a surprise." Jameson chuckled.

He'd given her a nickname. Sweet Melody. Call her giddy and a sap, but she enjoyed it. Loved the way he treated her so well. She held back the tears. This was getting way out of hand. What right did she have to get his hopes up, let alone her own? She didn't know how to easily stay away from him anymore.

"Tell you what. If I'm asleep, you have my permission to come wake me." My, how the possibilities ran through her mind with that one. She'd do everything within her power to stay awake, but just in case...

Goosebumps broke out on her arms at the thought.

"Hmm. Now I'm not sure if I want you awake or asleep when I get home." He chuckled. "I'll let you get back to work. Until tonight. I'll be thinking of you." Jameson made a noise that sounded like a kiss, and disconnected the call.



Ahh, I love these two :) I have to say, Melody is a lucky gal to have snagged Jameson. ;) 


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Saturday, August 17, 2013

My Sexy Saturday Blog Hop, August 17





Welcome to My Sexy Saturday! It's been quite sometime since I've played, but I'm back and glad to be.  This is where authors showcase a bit of their work. Posting seven lines,words or paragraphs of what they define as sexy. It could be anything....oh, the imaginations can run wild!

Today's sexy snippet is from my newly released contemporary/suspense novel, The Melody in My Head. This is book 2 of my Love and Music in Texas Series.

My sexy scene is at the tail end of a fun little roof top music fun between my hero, Jameson, and heroine Melody.  Let me tell you, I think guitar players and country singers are sexy as it is, but that's just me :)

Here's my little snippet of my Sexy Saturday.



“Does that mean you'll do it?” he grinned, knowing the answer already.


She let out a sigh. “Yes, you win again.” A hint of a smile played at her lips.

Jameson leaned in and kissed them. Just a light peck.
“Sorry. I wasn't thinking.” He pulled away fast, almost anticipating a slap.

“You can try not thinking again, if you want,” Melody said slyly, staring at him from under her lashes.

He raised his brow. “Oh?” Was that an invitation to kiss her again? So she felt a little spark just as he
had? “Who knew not thinking had it's perks?” He lowered his face to hers again.

She chuckled. “It's only on occasion. Don't get used to it.”

He wouldn't, but that didn't stop him from claiming her lips again. In the back of his mind, he couldn't
believe he was doing this. Kissing Melody, especially after everything she'd just told him about. It proved he
knew nothing about her. She had things to hide, plenty of baggage.



And there you have it! My sexy snippet. I hope you enjoyed.

Here's where you can find The Melody In My Head.

Goodreads

Amazon

Barnes & Noble


Be sure to check out some of the other authors playing today! There's a little something for everyone! it's a great way to find something new to read!





Monday, August 5, 2013

Mad Libs Monday with Christine Warner: The excerpt!


Okay! Guess what? Today, we unveil the story with the Mad Libs words YOU provided!  We'll share the Mad libs version, and the real version written by the author, which she graciously allowed me to tear apart to MadLib-Ify!

Now, if you are interested in having me play with one of your excerpts for Mad Libs Monday, contact me at either Stormgoddess925@yahoo.com or Nikkilynnbarrett@yahoo.com.

I will also draw announce the winner of Christine's giveaway today! If you recall, Christine offered up a copy of either Two Timing the Boss or Some Like it In Handcuffs in PDF format to one commenter.

I thought I'd get both of those announcements out of the way BEFORE I unleash the excerpts, because I know some missed it the last time since they were laughing so hard!



Drum roll please!!.......

The winner, using random.org is



E. Ayer July 30, 2013 at 1:45 AM
For #10 I pick INSERTED


Congratulations, E! You've won a copy of one of Christine's backlist books!  Please contact me as soon as possible!


Stay tuned, because tomorrow I'll post a new Mad Lib Game for next week's Mad Lib Monday.



And now, a word from Christine!





Hi Nikki and Nikki’s readers! I’m excited to be here to play Mad Lib. This little excerpt is from my latest release from the Indulgence line with Entangled Publishing titled Bachelor’s Special.

I’ll give a little bit of a lead in so that you know what’s going on in this snippet.

Jill Adgate’s car broke down on a deserted road in the middle of a rain storm. She called Chet Castle who is her boss and the man she made a deal with to help her get her catering career jump started. The only problem being that she didn’t count of her attraction becoming such a distraction…




HAPPY READING!!!

BLURB:

Saute, simmer, and flambĂ©…

Jill Adgate wants three things from life: a successful catering business, the devoted love of an exceptional man, and a family. What she has is no job, a mounting pile of bills, and her outspoken best friend—who sets her up on a blind date with the man who inadvertently ruined Jill’s life.

Chet Castle is a prosperous businessman who has everything, except the ability to trust. Burned by a money-hungry fiancée, he refuses to get involved with any relationship that has a shelf life longer than a head of lettuce.

Intrigued by her ambition—and determined to get her in bed—Chet offers Jill the chance of a lifetime: Work for him for the next eight weeks as his live-in chef and he’ll help her get her catering business off the ground. When sparks fly in the kitchen, Jill realizes what’s cooking with her commitment-phobic employer is a recipe for disaster…but it’s just too tasty to not take a bite.













Here's the Mad Libbed Excerpt. The words in red are the replaced words. The excerpt below this is the actual exerpt:



Less than 4,683 minutes later, Jill sat tucked beneath a soft lick, knees against chest, heels on the edge of her seat. Heat, cranked to high, blasted from the vents of Chet’s car. Pure, blissful heaven.

“It’s like a tropical vacation in here.” She camped.

He chuckled and, through the dimness, she sensed him glance in her direction, though she stared straight ahead. Ever the backseat driver, she paid attention to the road in case she needed to point out any hazards that might skate into their path.

“Next time you need to go out, take one of my cars. I’d feel better knowing you were in a reliable vehicle.”

She couldn’t sleep with that, though her pride wanted to. “I’ve been taking care of myself for so long—”

“—it’s just become habit.”

“Your psychic abilities freak me out sometimes.”

This time he laughed. The low rumble hummed along her intestines. Even in semi-darkness, he oozed sex appeal. From her side vision, she peeked at him, not wanting to be too obvious. My God, he was an impressive man. Dark and furry  Not like she never noticed, but in the confines of his car, with minimal light, it became more obvious. He focused straight ahead, eyelash relaxed. Strong fingers moved with confidence along the (NOUN)  In the soft red glow of the instrument panel, he looked like
a raindrop  One on a mission.

Rescuing a damsel in distress.

In this movie script, she’d play the damsel. Her knees weakened at the idea. What would his superpower be? Maybe he’d fly, turn invisible, read minds, which he kind of already did. No. No, she knew exactly what his superpower would be.

She inserted   on her laugh, and he glanced at her and chuckled, too. Like he was in on her dance studio. 

Yes, Chet Castle’s superpower would be the ability to disintegrate underwear from any female form.



THE REAL EXCERPT:


Less than forty minutes later, Jill sat tucked beneath a soft blanket, knees against chest, heels on the edge of her seat. Heat, cranked to high, blasted from the vents of Chet’s car. Pure, blissful heaven.

It’s like a tropical vacation in here.” She sighed.

He chuckled and, through the dimness, she sensed him glance in her direction, though she stared straight ahead. Ever the backseat driver, she paid attention to the road in case she needed to point out any hazards that might jump into their path.

Next time you need to go out, take one of my cars. I’d feel better knowing you were in a reliable vehicle.”

She couldn’t argue with that, though her pride wanted to. “I’ve been taking care of myself for so long—”

“—it’s just become habit.”

Your psychic abilities freak me out sometimes.”

This time he laughed. The low rumble hummed along her skin. Even in semi-darkness, he oozed sex appeal. From her side vision, she peeked at him, not wanting to be too obvious. My God, he was an impressive man. Dark and mysterious. Not like she never noticed, but in the confines of his car, with minimal light, it became more obvious. He focused straight ahead, face relaxed. Strong fingers moved with confidence along the steering wheel. In the soft red glow of the instrument panel, he looked like
a superhero. One on a mission.

Rescuing a damsel in distress.

In this movie script, she’d play the damsel. Her knees weakened at the idea. What would his superpower be? Maybe he’d fly, turn invisible, read minds, which he kind of already did. No. No, she knew exactly what his superpower would be.

She choked on her laugh, and he glanced at her and chuckled, too. Like he was in on her joke.

Yes, Chet Castle’s superpower would be the ability to disintegrate underwear from any female form.

Thanks for playing along. I’d love to share the blurb for Bachelor’s Special as well as the links so that we can connect in cyber space. And if Bachelor’s Special sounds like a read you might enjoy, I’ve included the buy links as well!



A bit about Christine:   
Christine Warner is living her dream in Michigan along with her husband, three children, one laptop and a much loved assortment of furry friends. 
Besides laughing and a good round of humor, she enjoys spending time with her family, cooking, reading, writing but no arithmitic.  A confessed people watcher, she finds inspiration for her stories in everyday activities.  She loves to read and write about strong heroes and determined, sometimes sassy, heroines.
A girl gone wild, at least where social media is concerned, she enjoys meeting other avid readers and writers on facebook, twitter and her website.


Twitter under @ChristinesWords: https://twitter.com/#!/ChristinesWords

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