Friday, 12 February 2016

Excerpt: How to Wed a Warrior by Christy English + Giveaway

With Valentine's Day being just around the corner, are you in the mood for some romance? Look no further, here's a sweet, heart-warming historical romance series to keep you entertained this weekend: 
 

Book #2 in the Broadswords and Ballrooms

He’s the scourge of the Season...

Reasons to quit London:

1. It’s not the Highlands.

2. It will never be the Highlands.

3. It’s full of the bloody English.

When his wild spitfire of a sister makes a scene by drawing a claymore in Hyde Park, Highlander Robert Waters knows something must be done. To forestall the inevitable scandal, he hires widowed Prudence Whittaker to teach his sister how to be a lady—never expecting to find unbridled passion beneath the clever Englishwoman’s prim exterior.

Mrs. Whittaker is a fraud. Born Lady Prudence Farthington, daughter of the ruined earl of Lynwood, she’s never even been married. In order to make her way in the world, she has to rely on her wits and a web of lies...lies a sexy Highlander is all too close to unraveling.

He swears he will possess her; she vows he will do nothing of the sort. Yet as passions heat, Prudence comes to realize the illicit pleasure that can be had in going toe-to-toe with a Scot.

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Excerpt

Robert’s eyes gleamed with mischief—and with something else, something darker, and a bit alarming. Pru’s stomach jumped at the sight of that heat, and a delicious shiver coursed through her.

When he spoke again, his voice was thick with the music of his homeland, and with something else. “Well, now, and don’t I love a woman with a backbone.”

“I’m sure you do. Now leave this room and go find one.”

“Aye,” he said, moving closer to her. She straightened her shoulders, and sniffed. His smile was infectious, and she had to work very hard not to give in and smile back.

“I do love a sniffing woman. A woman who knows her own mind, and isn’t shy about telling the world.”

“That is very edifying. I am sure there are many such women outside these four walls. Again, Mr. Waters, I bid you good day.”

Robert laughed and shook his head, stepping even closer until he was standing a mere two feet from her.

She took in the warm scent of cedar, and a hint of something else, some spice that was all Robert Waters and little else. She was sure that if he stood so close for much longer, she would lose the ability to speak at all.

“But you see, Mrs. Prudence, that’s the trouble. There are very few women beyond these four walls that speak their minds to a man and damn the consequences.”

“Honesty is its own reward.” Her heart thudded so hard that the pulse in her throat leaped. His eyes seemed to follow it, and then move up the line of her jaw, to her cheekbones, to her eyes.

“I wonder if it might reward me,” he said.

He closed the distance between them, and kissed her.

She had been kissed before, of course. She had been a debutante during the Peninsular War, when everyone thought that the young men around them were surely going to die. She had almost been engaged, and her swain had kissed her on the garden steps of her father’s house in the moonlight, so many years ago now that it seemed to have happened to another woman altogether. But this kiss was different, because Robert Waters offered it.

Pru shocked herself by accepting it for what it was—a warm touch in a world that was often very cold indeed.

She found herself pressed against him in the next instant. His hands did not come down on her. He did not touch her waist or her shoulders, but held his hands aloft, as if she kept him at gunpoint. She did not think of what that meant, but simply moved against him, taking in the heat of his body with her own. If only she might close the door and ignore her life and future and simply have him there in that lovely, overly luxurious room.

She felt his tongue on her lips, and she opened her mouth to his coaxing. He tasted of warm honey from breakfast. He tasted of man, and in some strange, indefinable way, of home.

He still had not touched her but to place his lips on hers. He withdrew his tongue, and then his mouth, and then stepped back, so that she was left alone, grasping at nothing.

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About the Author

Ever since Christy English picked up a fake sword in stage combat class at the age of fourteen, she has lived vicariously through the sword-wielding women of her imagination. A banker by day and a writer by night, she loves to eat chocolate, drink too many soft drinks, and walk the mountain trails of her home in North Carolina.

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Wednesday, 10 February 2016

Guest post by Lize Jacobs + Giveaway

Today not only would I like to introduce you to newly published author Lize Jacobs, but I am very happy to share with you her amazing and inspiring story on how she realized her dream and became an author! Read on, and don't forget to enter the giveaway at the end, we are looking forward to your creative answers to Lize's question! ;-)

Inspiration / Writing the Book
by Lize Jacobs

I’ve been writing most of my life. When I write I am truly happy.

But I’ve never published a novel before.

In 2013, I decided to challenge myself and take part in NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), where you have to write 50 000 words in 30 days. It starts November 1st and ends November 30th. 

However, I did not just want to write for the sake of writing, I was going to try and finish an entire story (Beginning, Middle, and End) by writing at least 50 000 words in that month.

A friend of mine told me to put a girl in the middle of the biggest music concert in London. Then I thought, ‘what if she got lost there?’ That was my starting point but I changed London to Paris because I just loved the setting when I was there in 2012. Now, all I had to do was figure out why she was there, where did she come from, and what she wanted out of life…easy right?

It was probably my toughest writing challenge to date. It pushed me but also gave me the freedom to stop thinking and stop analysing every thought, word, and idea.

I buckled down and tried to average 2000 words a day. Every additional word over 1667 words a day meant that I was ahead of schedule, but some days were tough and life does get in the way. And being the type of person that I am, I tried to edit each day what I had written the day before. Since I am from South Africa and the story took place in Paris, I also worked in a lot of research as I tried to keep up with the word count for each day.

The story just flowed, and the characters were very kind to me. By 30 November, I had finished the story and I ended on just over 50 000 words. I had successfully completed the challenges, which meant, I won! It was the first draft of Lost in Chance and I loved the story.

Don’t get me wrong, the story still needed a lot of work and over the next year I took on the challenge of editing it, and still maintain a day-job. Realizing that it was a story that I actually wanted to share with the world, I had some of my friends read it. They loved the manuscript but had a lot of notes and queries. So I edited again, and again, and again…

When I was finally sort-of happy with it, I sent it to a professional editor, who loved it by the way, but that meant another edit and revision, reading it out loud to myself and meticulously scrutinizing every fact, piece of dialogue and description.

I was finally 90% happy with the book. (Note: In my experience, no writer is ever 100% happy with his/her own work – it just doesn’t work that way. We always feel that something can be better.)

So, I decided to self-publish, which is a scary undertaking. Putting your work out there for people to judge is probably one of the most courageous things a writer can do.

That’s why I take my hat off to any writer, especially Indie Authors!

I was lucky, my novel got some great reviews and readers still contact me about how much they love the story and the characters. How they struggle to get the story out of their heads, how much they love the characters, how it made them dream and think about their own lives.

I love to get feedback from readers, and I love to interact with them. Ultimately, without readers, writers would just be insane people that live in crazy worlds, documenting their weird thoughts… Big Shout-Out to all Readers!

I quit my day-job just before the release of Lost in Chance and went back to freelancing, following my dream of being a full-time writer.

I am currently working on my second book…


Recently divorced teacher, Chrisna, is stuck in her small-town life in South Africa.

One day, she angrily tells her best friend that she would like to throw her wedding ring off the top of the Eiffel Tower. So her friend gifts her a five-day trip to Paris, for her thirtieth birthday, to do just that.

Unsure of whether she would actually be able to do it, she sets off, unprepared for the life-changing adventure, quirky new friend, and romance that await her, as she gets lost in chance.

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Excerpt

With her arms folded, Zenelda frowned at Chrisna. “Your itinerary is a bad idea. That’s no way to experience the wonders of Paris.” She sat up straight. “Do you have a pen and paper in that magic bag of yours?”

She hesitantly said, “Ja.”

“Please hand them to me and I’ll write down the only five things you have to do while you’re in Paris.”

Intrigued, Chrisna took a pen and a small notepad from her purse and handed it to her.

After a few seconds of scribbling, Zenelda handed the pad back to her, and Chrisna struggled to read the almost illegible writing.

“Go ahead. Read it out loud.”

Clearing her throat and shifting in her seat, she started reading. “One. Hug the Venus de Milo.” She frowned at Zenelda.

“That’s a fun one, but you have to be very quick, and able to disappear in a crowd.”

“Two. Get a mime to speak. Seriously?” She glanced up at Zenelda.

“It’s not impossible.”

“Three. Sing in front of a crowd of at least fifty people.” She looked up again. “Never going to happen.”

“That’s the easiest one!” Zenelda exclaimed.

“Four. Dance the Tango in the rain in front of the Notre Dame.”

Zenelda smiled. “I love that one but the weather does play a big part.”

“Five. Make passionate love to a Parisian.” Chrisna gaped at her, eyes opening and closing as though she were looking at a crazy person. Perhaps she was...

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Lize Jacobs was born and raised in Pretoria, South Africa, where she still resides. Although this is her first publication, she has been writing since she could remember, not knowing that being a writer was who she truly was.

She has worked in the video industry for many years; Producing, Directing, Filming, Editing, and Scriptwriting. But her love for film has allowed her to Produce, Direct and Write several acclaimed short films over the years.

Privileged enough to have been able to travel overseas, to places like Alaska, Mexico, Tuscany, Munich, London, Paris and several African Countries, she has discovered a love for other cultures and the stories hidden in foreign locations.

She is passionate about the diversity and influence of dialogue and celebrates the art of story-telling across all genres.

Her aim is to keep publishing and write film scripts, telling stories which can linger in a person’s soul for a little while, hopefully bringing some joy.

Connect with Lize at her website - Facebook - Twitter - Goodreads


GIVEAWAY RULES:

Lize is generously giving away 3 e-books of Lost in Chance to 3 lucky readers. (Either in .mobi or .epub formats)


To be entered in the giveaway simply leave a comment and answer Lize's question:

Without having read the book, why do you think Chrisna would want to throw her wedding ring off the top of the Eiffel Tower? Be creative. (It does not have to be the correct answer, just an interesting one) 

Giveaway is open worldwide and ends on 28 February 2016!

Good luck!

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