Good morning everyone!
I’m furiously working on three different projects right now. Filters 3 is DONE. I’m editing and then sending it off to Beta’s this week. It will be available for purchase by October 20th if everything goes as planned. This brings an end (at least for the foreseeable future) to my first baby. I absolutely loved writing FILTERS and had a lot of plans for it, but as of right now, there isn’t enough audience for me to keep adding stories to the series. I leave all of our characters in a good place and I’m happy with how it ends. We can always go back later 🙂
Bookmarks are available!
Storms 2 is through the first draft and I’m taking a week away from it before I begin my revisions. I’m still planning on a release around the first of December. There are a LOT of deleted scenes from this novel already, so there may be some fun freebies coming your way!
I signed a lot of books this week! (It was fun!)
And the third project I’m working on? I finally, two years later, have the perfect plot for my sci-fi series!!! I cannot tell you how freaking excited I am to start working on this! This will NOT in any way interfere with either FILTERS or STORMS. Right now I’m simply plotting and outlining in my spare time. It gives my overactive brain something to do other than obsess over Storms. I may be crazy, but I’m kind of hoping to have my sci-fi done and ready for publication by March. Ok, that’s a lie. I’m hoping to have it done by my birthday in February. We’ll see. 😀
Now, onto the teasers! First up is FILTERS! This teaser is from Jessica’s chapter.
“Can I bring you lunch?” he murmured.
Jess couldn’t stop the laugh, “In what… three hours?”
Jonathan shrugged, “Sure. You do have to eat, don’t you?”
He was getting ridiculous. Wanting to spend time with her was one thing, but Jonathan was about to throw away work. “I think breakfast and dinner are probably sufficient. By the time you talk to your brother you’ll barely have time to do anything before turning around and coming right back here with lunch. No. Work. I’ll see you for dinner.”
He was looking straight ahead, effortlessly guiding them around the people and obstacles in their path, but his grin was enormous, his white teeth showing and a tiny dimple near his eye had appeared. Jonathan was absolutely pleased with himself. “But you’re glad that I asked.”
For some reason Jessica couldn’t quite grasp, she was offended, “You arrogant asshole. Did you ask just so you could say that?”
Instead of laughing at her, Jonathan stopped dead in his tracks and pulled her flush against his warm, firm body and kissed her hard. It took Jess’s breath away and her legs turned to jello. The man was infuriatingly good at kissing. “Don’t ever say that,” he breathed in a voice far huskier than it had been a moment before. “I will bring you breakfast, lunch, and dinner if you’ll let me. I asked you because I want to bring you lunch, not because I’m playing some game with you. I told you last night—all in or all out.”
Maybe it was how tight he was holding her, or maybe it was that intoxicating musk he seemed to naturally have, whatever the reason, Jessica couldn’t catch her breath or see straight. She was dizzy and her heart was racing, and every nerve in her entire body seemed to be alive with electricity. This man that she barely knew was intense and she was loving every second of it.
“Oh, I’m all in,” she breathed leaning in for another kiss. A kiss he happily indulged. But this time he snaked his tongue inside her mouth and pressed their bodies even closer. By the time he pulled back, she was contemplating blacking out. Instead she licked her lips, took three deep breaths, and opened her eyes. “But you still don’t have to bring me lunch. I think I might need the time away from you to detox.”
Jonathan’s lip quirked up at the corner and a mischievous glint returned to his eye. He leaned in to whisper in her ear, “Never.”
Jess hadn’t imagined herself as the girl who enjoyed getting swept away by the handsome stranger, but now that she was living it, she was enjoying it immensely. Life was so full of surprises these days.
None more so than the one she as about to get.
Filters 1 and 2 are available now on Amazon. (Filters 1 is also available on Nook and Smashwords)
And now, onto Teaser #2 from Storms #2. This one is in Eve’s perspective.
“Spill it. What’s going on?”
I realized I’d been staring at the wall. “What do you mean?”
Jake glared at me. We were sitting on the balcony of our hotel room watching the sun set. It was beautiful out, the sunset was casting everything in a pinkish glow. “You’ve been gone all day—and not in a good way. You look upset.”
I took a small sip of the water I was holding and eyed him. He had his determined face on. It was really, really unlikely I would convince him to talk about it later. Not that it was going to stop me from trying. “Any chance I could interest you in some sex?”
Jake scoffed, crossed his arms, and propped his feet up on the little white wooden coffee table that matched the chairs and bannister. “You must be deep in that head of yours if you’re obviously deflecting with sex.”
I stared at him.
He stared at me.
We were in a stare-off and I had a feeling I was going to lose.
“I’m not moving, Eve. We have a week. I’m not letting anything derail our fun, not even your brain.”
I swore under my breath and looked back out at the horizon. Jake was such a pain in the ass sometimes.
“Excuse me?” he asked. “I couldn’t hear you over the sarcasm. If you are gonna swear at me, please do it loud enough so I can hear you and properly defend myself.”
I glared at him and set my water back down. Loudly. “You are such a cocky bastard sometimes. It pisses me off.”
He grinned from ear to ear, his white teeth popped against the tan on his skin and his eyes flashed. “It’s not cocky when your confident, darlin’.”
“I think we’re talking semantics when it comes to you,” I muttered.”
“Talk,” he said it louder this time. “Or we will have sex.”
I perked up at that idea. But then I saw Jake’s scowl and realized it wasn’t a good thing.
“Oh no, Eve. You won’t like this sex. It will be the slow, torturous kind where I try to pull every last detail out of you and won’t let you come until I get all the sordid details of what is going on in that head of yours.”
Why did I marry such an arrogant, demanding, asshole?
“Please?” he added with a very soft smile that made my heart flutter.
Oh, that’s right. Because he is probably the sweetest, most caring bastard I’ve ever met. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and blurted it out.
The Storm Inside is available now on Amazon, Nook, and Smashwords in both eBook and paperback! Or add it to your GoodReads list!
Thanks for reading! xoxo