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 Title: Just One Night
By: Sofia Londe
Publication Date: November 1, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Clara Magnelli is desperate to find a date for her sister’s wedding, but when she tries speed dating, she ends up falling for Rob the bartender instead. She feels an attraction for him unlike anything she’s ever felt before. But when all he’s prepared to give her is one night, she takes it. Anything to feel his lips against her skin, and hear his voice whisper dirty words in her ear.When Rob Fraser sees Clara for the first time, it’s lust at first sight. He wants her, badly. And when he gets to know her, it’s not just her body that he wants. But his past is holding him back. No matter what he feels for her, one night is all he has to offer.

But one night soon turns into more, and Rob finds himself falling for Clara, too. He knows he has to tell her the truth, even if it means he’ll lose her forever.


Sofia calls herself a tireless vagabond; she left her native Sweden at the age of seventeen and has been traveling all over the world ever since, her favourite place by far being London, England. Her resumé is longer than the Bible, spanning such far-apart jobs as nurse, bra fit specialist at Victoria’s Secret, waitress, and roller coaster operator at Disneyland Resort Paris.Her love affair with the romance genre began when she, at the age of eleven, stumbled across her mother’s stash, and discovered the happiness romance literature brings the reader. She didn’t begin writing in earnest, however, until she, a major Harry Potter geek, discovered Harry Potter fanfiction, which she still reads to this day.

Sofia currently lives in Vancouver, Canada, with her fiancé, who makes sure she remembers to eat when she becomes consumed by her writing.

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Today’s hook

He placed his arm around her and drew her in a bit closer. “Have you talked to Soph about your teacher?”
She nodded. “Yes. Her reply was that for most fourteen-year-old girls teachers seem like dragons. She still remembers her science teacher who gave her a hard time.” She paused for a moment. “She blames it on my hormones because she thinks,” Mia snorted and then continued with an exaggerated voice, “Miss Peterson is a really nice person.”
He chuckled, which earned him a momentary glare from Mia.
With a shrug of his left shoulder, he commented, “I s’pose she has a point.”
Rolling her eyes, she moved away from him again. “Too hot for sentiments like that.”
A smile tugged at his lips. She had come a long way from when he had first met her. That’d been six years earlier, and she’d been only eight. Eight years old with already enough character for three teenagers combined. But he’d liked her from the moment he’d met her. He had been helping the girls find some stuff in their attic when he had mistaken her for Sophie’s daughter. With hands on hips, she’d said to him, “Do I look like her daughter? I mean, seriously.”

 

BLURB:
Zach Taylor, an escort in Sydney, living in Hobart, enlists the help of Natasha Peterson when his teenage friend, Mia, runs away. He soon finds out that the ‘dragon’ is really more of a kitten. And although Natasha, Mia’s teacher, is attracted to him as well, she has her own problems to deal with, not to mention her initial reaction to Zach’s occupation.

Will Zach’s job keep him from a chance to be with Natasha?

Life is good for teenager Mia Levesque. But when Darren Schuster shows up in Hobart, she knows something is up once Sophie and Mark cut their weekend away short and rush home in the middle of the night. When Sophie won’t answer Mia’s questions, emotions run high, and Zach confirms Darren’s identity to Mia. Disappointed, angry, and feeling alone, Mia runs away.

Will life settle back into a routine for Mia once she finds out about the stranger in her life?

 

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4 starsThe Romance Review – NEW BEGINNINGS is a very emotional read, one that is heartwarming as well as heart wrenching. It gives you hope in the act of human kindness and that good things do happen to good people. I highly recommend this book.

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Today’s hook

She shook her head without looking at him. It was increasingly apparent to her that either there had been no details on them in the file, or he had been too busy to read it as well.
“You’re Mia’s guardian?”
“Yes,” she replied and gently placed a kiss on her sister’s forehead.
He nodded, and by the way he stared ahead, Sophie knew he was pondering her answers.
“I’m Mark.”
“Pardon me?”
Through the mirror, she saw his eyes focussed on them. “My name is Mark. Nobody actually calls me Mr. O’Connor. It feels like my dad is around when I hear that term.”
A smile twitched at the corner of Sophie’s mouth, but she remained silent.
“Ever been to Hobart before?”
She shook her head.
Mark concentrated on the traffic again. He did a couple of turns, and Sophie’s excitement grew stronger. Deep inside she hoped for the house to be close by. It was a beautiful area. So much green around. So many beautiful and colourful gardens.
With a pounding heart, she was glued to the window, her palms moist with sweat.
And then he stopped in front of number sixty-four.

The chance to start life all over with the help of a stranger.Twenty-two-year-old

Sophie Levesque has been guardian to her eight-year-old sister Mia since their mother’s death a few years ago, and it hasn’t been easy. Luck comes their way when they inherit a small house in Hobart. Problem is, though, they don’t know and have never heard of Clara Bellinger, the testator. Settling into their new life, Sophie is still afraid it’s all a mistake.

Mark O’Connor, attorney in Hobart and the bearer of the good news for Sophie and Mia, curses himself for the lack of information about the testator. However, researching the questions gives him an opportunity to see Sophie again, and the more time he spends with the two, the more he realises that his life is missing something. And it’s not his casual lover Linda.

But then there’s Zach, Sophie’s sexy neighbour from across the road… and a very good friend of Clara’s.

Will unravelling the mystery unravel Sophie and Mark’s promise of a future?

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5star Review:

I’ve always enjoyed Ms. Blobel’s novels, but I adored New Beginnings. This is a
feel good story centered on love and hope, Sophie’s dedication to her younger sister, Mia, is incredible. The child is the center of her universe and there’s nothing she won’t do for her. Concerned the recent inheritance is all a mistake, Sophie wants to know more about the woman who gave them a home. Helping her is a drop-dead gorgeous attorney and the handsome, hunky neighbor. Sophie’s journey of discovery is a beautiful one, and when she gets her answers, she finds the last thing she ever thought she would–love. Looking forward to the next book in this excellent series.


Wow…what a tangled web we weave! Sophie has got it coming in all directions with the mystery of the testator. These are the type of stories that I love…since it has a bit of everything in it. Not only do we get a bit of a love triangle but add some mystery and thriller to it. Now, that makes a perfect book by Ms. Blobel! But let me remind you that this is nothing new since I find myself always wrapped up in this author’s writing since she writes with emotion and feelings. Whether it be anger, happiness, sadness – you name it…Ms. Blobel gives us the whole package in her stories!

Snippet Sunday – FLY WITH ME – 12/02/2017 #romance #love #SnippetSunday #SundayBlogShare

 

FLY WITH ME

This is Tiffany’s story, who receives a call from the police one morning forcing her to deal with a chapter from her past, which she is unhappy to revisit. When she calls her friend Dylan, it’s Mat from New Zealand she ends up talking to.

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“Your problem can’t be too bad,” Dylan replied with a hint of sarcasm.
Ignoring his comment, she said, “The police was here asking about Josh.”
Silence hung in the air before he replied, “Shit. No wonder I’ve had so many missed calls.”
“Not to mention the amount of time I tried to get hold of you on your landline. So who the hell is this guy and why did he answer your phone?”
“First things first, tell me about the police.”
Tiffany headed into the lounge room and sat down on the couch. “They were here this morning wanting to know about Josh.”
“Why?”
She shrugged, but quickly added, “How the hell would I know.”
Her friend’s sigh told her frustration grew within him, so she told him about the visit earlier in the day in every detail. She looked around the lounge room as she spoke, taking in the brightly painted walls, the small, but rustic fireplace, her sofa and matching armchairs, and the bookshelves, packed with books and photos.
“I’m sorry to bother you with this but I don’t know where else to go. Mum and Dad will worry themselves sick and won’t be any use. And Liam will go berserk when he finds out the police came to the house again. I’m still glad he didn’t get locked up when he pushed the officer last year. And there’s also the fact that Mel’s stress-o-meter is supposed to stay below zero.”
There was silence at the other end of the line and a smile tugged at Tiffany’s mouth, assuming he got her hint about Liam’s wife.
“Run that by me again?” he finally asked.
“Focus, Dylan. Focus. I need your help.” Her smile turned into a grin despite anxiety spreading through her.

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#BookBlitz “The Story of Us” by @DNicholeKing ~~ @XpressoTours

The Story of Us
D. Nichole King
Publication date: February 9th 2017
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

Moments.
Every life is made of thousands of them, each one strung together with the next. Some are yellow and happy, some are blue and sad, and some…
Some wipe out color altogether.
“I love you,” is what I should have told Maverick.
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m still fighting.”

Instead I just watched him leave.
Now my husband, my everything is battling for each breath, and all I can do is stare at the machines as the clock ticks off precious minutes.
The doctors said the first twenty-four hours are critical—but every moment is critical.
You never know which will be your last.
This is our story, and I’m not ready for it to end.

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I’m in the front seat of the police car. My purse is on my lap. I didn’t bring anything else. I didn’t even change my clothes.

We’ve been driving for ten minutes, I think. I’m not sure. I’ve asked the officer questions, and he answered what he could. But I’m stuck on “St. Luke’s Hospital” and “found non-responsive.”

A sob swells in my chest, but I hold it in. Somehow, I’m not falling apart on the outside, although my insides are so big they might explode. I rub my arms for warmth. I hadn’t realized I was cold.

The officer is quiet now. It’s probably better this way. I was unresponsive to what he said, nodding my head to the words I didn’t hear clearly. I think he explained the accident, but I’ve already forgotten the details. I can only focus on one thing at a time.

The highways are empty except for the occasional semi that passes. I try to concentrate on the road and the scenery. The broken white line dividing the lanes. The green signs stating the up-coming turn-offs. Streetlights illuminating the way. Anything but the burn in my eyes and the emptiness in my chest.

Found unresponsive.”

I don’t know what that means. Could he not speak? Was he breathing? Was he moving? Was his heart beating?

Oh, God!

I must’ve finally let out the sob, because the officer turns to me.

“It’ll be all right,” he reassures me, touching my arm. But how does he know? No one knows that; we only hope. And right now, hope isn’t good enough. I have to see Maverick for myself.

The officer doesn’t understand. Mav’s been my rock. He rescued me from myself. Mav, my Mav, he owns me.

My heart grows heavier, pressing against my ribs.

“Can you pull over, please?”

“Of course,” the officer answers.

The car slows down and moves to the side of the road. I’m unbuckled before we’ve stopped completely. A moment later, I throw open the door and vomit.

 

Author Bio:

d. Nichole King was born with a book in her hand. During her school years, she’d hide books inside textbooks, read during recess, changing classes, and while walking home from school. She wrote her first book at the age of 11, and the re-worked version of that book is her debut novel, LOVE ALWAYS, KATE.

Her YA urban fantasy series, THE SPIRIT TRILOGY, along with her NA contemporary series, LOVE ALWAYS, was acquired by Limitless Publishing and includes a total of six books. BREAKING THROUGH, an NA science-fiction romance, is her first self-published novel.

d. Nichole King currently resides in a small town in Iowa with her supportive husband, four amazing kids, a dog, a cat, a fish, and a turtle.

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FLY WITH ME

This is Tiffany’s story, who receives a call from the police one morning forcing her to deal with a chapter from her past, which she is unhappy to revisit. When she calls her friend Dylan, it’s Mat from New Zealand she ends up talking to.

This is still a WIP, so critique away. It’s set partly in Melbourne, Australia, and in New Zealand.

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Mat took a sip of the coffee and was impressed by the flavour considering it cost him only a few bucks.
“Mate, you’re pissing me off here. Will you focus on this conversation?”
“When did you get so touchy?”
There was a sharp intake of breath and an exhale on the other end of the line. “Tiff had a rough twelve months and a shitty morning. I’m simply running a blank putting two and two together trying to fit you into all this.”
Mat froze mid-stride. Damn! He’d assumed something was wrong, but now he was curious about the history of it all. “What happened?”
“What the hell did you talk to her about, Matiu?” His friend’s voice was now loud and his tone impatient.
He leaned against the car with one hand in his pocket and watched the heavy traffic. Recalling his conversation with Tiffany earlier that day. “Well,” he began. “I answered your phone, so she hung up, but rang again. I told her you’re not home, and she asked me to leave a message and hung up. I returned the call and we had a bit of a chit chat.”
There was a pause before Dylan finally asked, “And which part made you think she was desperate to talk to me?”
“She kept calling. And my gut feeling. Instinct. Call it what you want.”
Silence.
“That makes you worry about her?”
He thought about it for a moment. “And there was a panic in her voice. Gut feeling, mate, that’s all. Just glad you were able to help her. You’ll have to tell me more about your girl tonight. I’ve got to go,” Mat finally said.
“She’s not my girl,” Dylan replied through gritted teeth. “And good luck with your meeting.”
Mat disconnected the call, placed the cup of coffee on the top of the car, and then tried to re-program the direction to his meeting place in his phone. How he missed Queenstown at that moment. With probably only a tenth of Melbourne’s population, navigation was easy, only hampered sometimes by tourists who drove on the wrong side of the road or who were simply lost.

 

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When #Cancer knocked at my door ~ #breastcancer #staypositive #health

Wow … what a roller-coaster ride!

I’ve been wondering whether or not to publish this post, because it has nothing to do with me as an author, but then again, it has all to do with me as a person which defines who I am as an author.

A couple of months ago I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Scary thought. Especially as the mammogram came up clear, the ultrasound was not clear, and it was only the biopsy that confirmed the bad news.

Since then … I’ve been in this fast flow of rapids and haven’t had a chance to catch a breath. First I had a couple of scans which were all clear – THANK GOD. I had surgery early November to remove the lump and a lymph node. Again, I thought luck was on my side with the lymph node coming up clear as well. I prepared myself for radiation …

But luck wasn’t on my side. The actual tumour was big and aggressive resulting in my first chemo treatment yesterday. I’m doing well considering the stuff they pumped into me. Getting the needle into one of my veins was actually the worst part. To be honest, it wasn’t as easy as I’ve read it’d be. It was uncomfortable and the second dose of meds was a bit tough to take in. My wonderful friend gave me a recording of a meditation which was a lifesaver! I have been reasonably well since then, though, with the occasional wave of nausea, but nothing serious.

The worst thing for me, though, is the thought that I’ve got the medication, the poison that destroys so many of my good cells, inside me. I’m having a hard time to cope with this.

But my small family, my mum and my sisters, friends, neighbours, colleagues, the doctors, the nurses, and even strangers have been such a wonderful support, I feel I am in good hands.

So what lies ahead of me?

Christmas!

I want to have a wonderful Christmas with my husband and my girls who have been my rock, my best friends, my support, my everything over the last few weeks.

And then … well then we take 2017 as it comes. Each day at a time.

Have a wonderful Christmas season everyone … and don’t forget to count your blessings ♥♥♥

Love to you all.

#Writer or #Storyteller? @_Iris_B #Blog


I wrote this blog for my publisher a few years back, but thought it’s still applicable – so I thought I’d share. Comments appreciated 🙂

Writer or Storyteller?

“To be or not to be “ ….. Now I’m not here to tell you that there’s difference. Quite honestly, I wouldn’t dare. I’m not Wikipedia. But in my humble opinion, yes there is one. See, when people come up to me and ask whether I’m an writer I’m always tempted to tell them I’m a storyteller.

I’m not a writer. For the life of it, I cannot sit down and just write, may it be a story, blog or even a letter. I need the “right moment”typewriter, most of the time it’s the “right music” that makes me wonder off into a daydream – and bingo! I’ve thought about how the next scene for my story could be. I don’t plot, I don’t develop characters, I just write down my words. So, I’ve got the music, I’ve got my laptop and jot it down. Easy and straight forward. After a few months I’ve got a really nice story and I ask friends for their opinion – luckily they’ve always liked it so far. Now comes the part writers do from the very beginning: my story now needs to be polished with “show not tell”, with the right POV and to bring a “flow” into the sentences. Then you send it off to a pro Editor for more polishing.

Now for me a writer has learnt these talents (or they even come naturally to them) –  They can show the character’s heart is aching in a way that the reader is searching for their tissues to wipe a tear. They describe the scene so subtly you don’t notice the words, but you have the picture right in front of you. They have the hang of the POVs. They know where they want the story to go to and they know how to get there. Read a good book, not necessarily a bestseller, and concentrate on just those points and you see what I mean.

Writing a book is a craft and should honestly not be underestimated. I know I did!  So if you think you have a great story all your friends and critique partners loved, do yourself a favour and have it polished into that diamond that it deserves to be!

 

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