Sunday Snippet: This Is Your Life

Whew. It's been a very long week. A slow leak in one of my tires means I've been filling with a portable device every other day or so. Add in the oven going out on our stove and scrambling to find another one on top of the tire issue. We did get the range replaced and hope to have the tire situation under control this week. Bleh.

Weird weather again. Storms and some back and forth temperatures. I really hope we don't pay for the somewhat mild temperatures by having a super-hot October and November. Would also love to not have flooding from the rain. We've been very lucky so far.

Work projects were gnarly again. Started a new copy edit that, well, went okay as far as the copy edit part is concerned. The story? All over the place. I don't have to be the target audience for the manuscripts I edit, but whew! I struggled with this one because I had a hard time following the plot, which I don't run into very often at the copy-editing stage. I'm also working on a manuscript evaluation and that is going pretty well. I'm very interested in the subject matter, which always helps.

I made a little progress on getting my side project ready to go. Hopefully, I'll be able to do more this week. I'm kind of excited to see if I can make this happen before the end of the year.

Had a terrible viewing week. The copy edit needed a lot of my focus, which isn't a bad thing. I made it almost halfway through my usual shows.

Started with Marple and enjoyed the mystery. Very fun to have two Janes in the story. Also enjoyed getting a glimpse of nostalgia with Miss Marple and her childhood.

Watched another episode of Britain's Most Scenic Counties and learned more new things about Kent. I'd love to visit someday.

Caught the season two premiere of Return to Paradise and quite enjoyed being back in Dolphin Cove. Loved having Jack Mooney make an appearance again and having him kind of give Mackenzie a fatherly type of tough love. She does need to sort things out with her past before heading back to London … if she heads back.

Started an episode of Poirot but didn't get it finished. I'll pick it back up this week. I hope.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from This Is Your Life, a novella that takes some twists and turns.

Here's the miniblurb:

After a harrowing month of captivity in a rival faction's territory, Welch Harrinson can't seem to find his will to remember the past. Rina Lewes won't give up on Welch getting his memory back … even if she has to lose him in the process.

And a preview snippet…

"Hey, thanks for having our back out there."

Jack and Owen gave nods and both men glanced toward the house where they'd helped deposit Welch after the trying night in the field.

Owen's mouth thinned to a slash across his face. "You gonna be okay with him tonight?"

Rina exhaled slowly. "Yeah. He's got the hunter skill set back and has been doing well when he's scheduled to work." Her stomach twisted. "The headache and temper flare are side effects from the treatment Wiggam has been administering." She side-eyed her team. "That's gonna stop right now."

Jack grunted. "You sure? He's not fully back yet."

Rina lifted her chin. "I'm sure." She waved her phone back and forth. "Already called Wiggam and he's on the way over." Didn't make her decision any easier, but nothing would.

Owen clasped her shoulder. "We'll leave a light on. Spare room is yours whenever you're ready." His fingers squeezed gently before letting her go.

Rina nodded. She couldn't do anything else. She motioned for the men to head out. The weight of making a choice rested heavily on her heart. But she didn't question what she had to do.

The rustle of leaves from the side yard drew her attention. Wiggam emerged from the line of trees bordering the property. She had to break the news they couldn't go further with Welch's treatment.

Wiggam met her gaze with his steady one. "Is he okay?"

Rina shrugged. "He's sleeping, so for now, he's fine." She straightened her shoulders. "But it got hairy out there tonight. He started exhibiting symptoms of an overdose. The ones you told me to watch for. Headache and bouts of temper." She started up the steps to the porch. "Until then, he acted like his old self. He's got the hunter instinct again."

Wiggam followed her into the house. "That means another round of the powder could kill him." He quietly closed the door and glanced toward the bedroom.

Rina huffed out a breath. "Yeah. That's what I figured." She crossed into the kitchen and pulled out the makings for coffee. "But he knows you now, which is good." Even if she hated to admit that fact. "But … he still doesn't remember me or our past." And now he never would.

Wiggam arched his brows. "Look, can I suggest you work with Welch as he is?"

Rina snorted. "Been doing that since I found him." She dumped grounds into the filter and started the coffeemaker. "And I can't anymore. He's noticing other women and flat-out told me he wants to play the field and has a date tomorrow night." She angled around and propped her hip against the counter, crossing her arms over her chest.

Not that it helped ease the ache.

Wiggam frowned. "I'm sorry. I hope you believe that." He raked a hand through his hair.

Rina rolled a shoulder. "It doesn't matter what I believe. I said I'd risk anything, and I did. I also lost, but that's not your concern." She swallowed past the lump in her throat. "Welch is where you need to focus. He still needs someone to help him over the rough patches and that's gotta be you." The ache grew stronger and spread upward to her throat.

Wiggam gave a nod. "I'll be there for him."

Rina swallowed hard and lifted her chin. "Thanks for working with me. I'll be packed and out the door within twenty-four hours." She planned to travel lightly and not bring anything that would remind her of Welch.

Wiggam narrowed his gaze. "Where will you go? The house is yours."

She let out a watery laugh and shook her head. "Not anymore." Her sanctuary had become a prison of memories. "Jack and Owen have space. I'll stay there for now, at least until I figure out where I want to live." Maybe she would go full crone and find a large cave to call home.

Wiggam sighed. "It's not right. But I understand why you don't want to stay here." He turned to open the door. "If you need … well, never mind. Let me know when you leave, and I'll come over to check in with Welch." He lifted a hand in farewell and quietly left the house.

Rina blew out a long breath. She appreciated Wiggam not getting sentimental and not telling her he told her so. Because she wouldn't know what to do if he went all soft and squishy on her right now.

I'm kind of happy with how this one is coming together. The story took a weird turn and I just ran with it.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Think Twice

It's so weird to be almost halfway through the month already. Time is weird. Last week felt like it dragged on forever but also had a lot of stuff jammed into it.

Weather ended up being crazy with a tornado warning that thankfully went north and east of us but did touch down in several places in our county. We've got more volatile weather headed our way this week. Maybe. It makes me bonkers how not accurate the weather reports are now.

Work projects ended up being a little exhausting this week. I had a project that should have been simple but spiraled into a bit of a mess. We finally got that one all figured out, I think. I finished up a copy edit and started a new one. And I got to dive into a new nonfiction book project that I'm excited about.

On a small side note, I've been feeling the pull to get my side project launched and ready to go. To that end, I'm working on some Halloween shorts that I hope to have ready to go in October. Fingers crossed!

Had an okay viewing week. I did make it through my regular list of shows and did more binge watching of Death in Paradise and Beyond Paradise.

Thoroughly enjoyed an episode of Marple. There were so many twists and turns but I loved the ride.

Caught another episode of Britain's Most Scenic Counties and continued the exploration of Kent, which I'm enjoying a lot.

Watched the finale for Beyond Paradise season four. So happy with everything. My frustration with Anne turned out to be for naught. She really kicked everything on its side. So glad Smith is not going to be around anymore. Truly loathed that guy. Thrilled to bits that Esther and Archie are giving things a go and that Kelby has a sweetheart. I cried when Zoey left on her adventure, but I loved her maps bringing Esther and Archie together.

The Orient Express episode of Poirot hit weird for me. Such a stellar cast but things felt a little off and I'm honestly not sure how I feel about the ending, which is quite probably by design. I think visually filmed plays out differently than the visual that reading creates. I don't know.

Elementary had another interesting episode and I'm wondering how the escalation is going to go with Sherlock's meeting guy. Very glad the captain and Detective Bell are aware of what's going on with Sherlock's concussion situation.

Caught an episode of Young Justice that I vaguely remember watching during the show's run on television. With so much going on with three different story points, I actually enjoyed the action.

Watched another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks and, once again, thoroughly enjoyed the antics of the crew. A lot of fun seeing them confront past issues on Starbase 80.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Think Twice, a novella that brings a couple with super skills together.

Here's the miniblurb:

When Judd Millian asks Pru Watson to work with him to take out the evil invading their city, she doesn't hesitate to say yes. But when he wants something more, she's reluctant, unable to commit to an answer. The indecision drives a wedge between them, but Pru won't let Judd get sucked into the worst part of her past.

And a preview snippet…

Pru had no idea if deciding to follow Judd Millian would be great or tragic. But she couldn't resist the draw of meeting someone like her.

She grinned when she followed Judd down the spiral staircase from the rooftop. "This whole floor is yours?" The cavernous space had designated areas for living, eating, sleeping, and … conducting experiments?

Her gut roiled. Stainless steel cabinets and tables. Microscopes, glass slides, petri dishes. Her mind flashed back to waking up surrounded by those exact same items.

Judd tracked her gaze and held his hands up. "I should've said something. You don't have to go near my lab. I use it to monitor myself by comparing stats with the baseline I took right after I got away from the compound." He moved ahead and pulled a heavy curtain that hung from a wire frame around the equipment.

Pru's eyes widened. "You can do that?" She wondered if she should consider doing something similar.

But … she really hated being near the scientific gear.

Judd shrugged. "I can do basic stuff. Mostly I keep a data set of vitals and any changes that I notice. No idea what I'll do with the information, but it gives the illusion of controlling my fate." He huffed out a breath.

Pru tilted her head. "You think it's an illusion? I'm not sure I agree. If you're free from the compound, you have the control." Then again, she looked over her shoulder a lot.

Judd grunted. "For now. Who knows what'll happen in the future. I mean, I'm keeping the data logs in case something happens to me. Might come in useful if there are others…" He nodded in her direction. "And there seems to be."

She couldn't argue with that factoid. And she didn't say anything because she needed time to wrap her head around everything.

An awkward silence filled the space between them, but Judd managed to smooth the rough edges by moving over to his living area.

He turned toward her. "Would you like something to drink … um … what should I call you?" His brows arched.

She pressed her lips together, hesitating for a moment. Trust didn't come easily to her. But … he'd been open with her so far.

Squaring her shoulders, she gave an answer. "Pru. My name is Pru." She moved a little closer to him.

Judd thrust his palm forward. "It's nice to meet you, Pru. What can I get you to drink?" He opened his fridge and swept his hand over the options.

She asked for a beer and followed him to the sofa, settling in one corner. Judd kicked back at the other end, propping his feet up onto the coffee table. His phone pinged and he dug it out of a side pocket in his black cargo pants. After swiping and keying in his pin, he checked his notifications and pulled up a text message.

His lips twisted. "My CO is a mother hen, checking to make sure I made it home. Also wanted to know if I got a lead on our helper aka you." He thumbed a reply. "Told him I'm tucked in for the night and missed catching up with our talented assistant." He slid his gaze sideways. "I figured you might not like having your privacy invaded just yet."

Pru blinked, caught off guard. "Yet?" She didn't want her fragile peace invaded at all.

Which sucked on multiple levels. Being alone all the time took a toll. And Judd fascinated her … which could be very dangerous. She'd let a pretty face turn her head once before and it ended badly. That's how I became a lab rat.

Judd set his beer down and popped off with a wild question. "Yeah. Crazy idea, but would you be willing to help me get rid of the evil invading our city?"

Wow. Not at all what she expected. And she didn't know how to answer.

She rolled a shoulder. "It's not my city. I'm not a native." She had no idea how she'd ended up in the city.

Judd frowned. "Then why are you here?"

She huffed out a breath. "Good question. I woke up in a lab with a newfound ability to repel things." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "And I can't leave until I find out why."

I'm very happy with where this story is going. Pru has a long road to travel and Judd will help her along the way.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: That Explains Everything

September is off to an okay start. Still feeling a little off … not really frustrated more like being stuck in limbo yet feeling like there's something that needs to be done. It's weird.

Had several thunderstorms roll through, which did a lot of back and forth with the temperatures. Today is cool and sunny, but midweek was steamy hot. Pretty sure it'll get to boiling again in the near future.

Not a bad work week. Finished up the proofread and started a new copy edit. I had a great call with a new author, and I'll be starting on a manuscript evaluation this week. Really excited about this book. Also had some breakthroughs on several of my WIPs, which is always a bonus!

Had a decent viewing week. I made it through my usual slate of shows and binged some Death in Paradise again. This show has kind of nudged Midsomer Murders out of the top spot of my go-to shows.

Started the week off with Marple and, again, I really enjoyed the mystery. Kind of fun to see Tommy and Tuppence in their later years.

Watched another episode of Britain's Most Scenic Counties. I enjoy seeing all the green areas in Kent. Also loved seeing the different types of boating available.

Caught another Beyond Paradise. Loved that Kelby's girl actually made it to Shipton Abbot. Kind of hated the awkwardness of the dinner party Anne threw with Mister Smith. But I loved the vague ending when Humphrey went to confront Smith with his decision. Methinks Smith let something very important slip during the dinner. Can't wait to see if I'm right.

The Halloween themed episode of Poirot ended up being such a fun ride. Well, as fun as murder can be anyway. So many twists and turns.

Elementary ended up being pretty interesting. I'm kind of holding my breath with the small clues and hints about the possible serial killer luring Sherlock into a dangerous situation. Also kind of interested in Joan's situation with becoming a mom.

Watched another episode of Young Justice. Thoroughly enjoyed the fallout from the training exercise and also loved seeing Connor interact with the New Genesis team.

Caught another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks and once again loved it. This show is so good.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from That Explains Everything, a novella that puts the heroine in the middle of three men with only one having her best interests at heart.

Here's the miniblurb:

Tasha Yale wants Brax Vermillion but can't seem to break her connection to Staz Yarrow—until she's taken by Lanai Conns. Finally aware of the nefarious machinations, Tasha fights to get back to her clan and Brax … before it's too late.

And a preview snippet…

Tasha woke up and got her bearings. "What the hell?" Her head pounded, but she glanced around.

Wow. This is someplace really swank.

Ornately carved furniture in dark woods and walls in deep jewel tones of burgundy and blue all but shouted posh digs. The lighting cast dim shadows, enhanced by the ambient glow of a fire in a large hearth. The mantel held elegant cut crystal pieces in shades ranging from light periwinkle to dark sapphire.

Her fingers plucked at the bedcover made from some kind of sumptuous fabric with a thread count that made her eyes narrow. A shuffle of feet sounded on the plush carpet, drawing her attention. A tall, darkly attractive man came into her line of vision.

She blinked. "Who are you?"

He smirked. "All in good time, my dear." He perched on the edge of the bed but didn't invade her personal space.

All in good time? Not bloody likely.

She sat up. "No, now. Where's Staz?" And why did he bring her here?

Did he bring her?

The man's lips twisted. "On his way back home. He's got some damage control to do."

Everything came rushing back to her. The coffee. The blurry vision.

Tasha bit out a question. "Why am I here?" Her stomach roiled with anger and hurt.

The man shrugged. "Because I want you to be here. You are going to play a very important role in the future of our kind."

She scoffed. "Our kind? We're nothing special, more in tune with the universe maybe and able to manipulate certain forces to our advantage but still human just the same." What kind of asshole thought otherwise?

The man waved a hand. "You're wrong, Tasha. We're so much more, and you'll be the instrument that proves we're meant to rule this planet." He reached out and traced a finger along her cheekbone.

She snorted. "What kind of drugs have you been creating?" And how much of his supply did keep out for himself?

His nostrils flared in anger. "I don't create drugs. I have the ancient tiding to back up my claim." He spit the words out.

Her eyes widened. "The tiding is a myth. No way does it actually exist." But something shifted inside her, a door creaked open and she recognized the truth.

But she wouldn't be used by some jackass to further an agenda she wanted no part of.

Her creepy host smiled, guessing her thoughts. "You'll come around. Give it time."

She pressed her lips together in a flat line. Like hell.

I love where this story is going. It's coming together exactly as I hoped.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Tantalizing Yule (a Holiday Spirit novella)

Bleh. It's been a week of frustration, and I can't really explain why. I hate it when I feel like everything is either standing in my way or that I'm stuck in reverse with zero forward momentum. Maybe August has just been a bit of a rough month even when there were fun things happening. Who knows?

Not a terrible weather week. The temperatures were fairly mild for August. I'll enjoy that while I can because it's supposed to heat up again this week.

I was supposed to head out for an annual get together with my cousins but ended up not being able to go because I didn't feel well at all. And next year I do believe I have a wedding on the weekend we usually get together so I'll be sending pictures from the ceremony to my fam!

Work projects kept me busy again. I finished up a copy edit and started a proofread. I also finally got all the images stripped from the developmental manuscript. Whew! There were a lot of them. I also scheduled a call with a potential new author and I'm excited to see where that goes.

Had an okay viewing week. I made it through all of my regular shows and binged Death in Paradise and Beyond Paradise again. They're my comfort go-to shows at the moment. I also spend some time watching a documentary about Dolly Parton to help ease the sting of losing the wonderful light she spread around the world.

Started with Marple again and I really do enjoy this version of the show. It was interesting to have something of a different narrator for the episode. The mystery ended up being twisty as usual.

Began a new series with Britain's Most Scenic Counties and visited Kent. I think there are several more episodes in that county, and I'm looking forward to seeing them.

Watched another episode of Beyond Paradise. I love Martha and Esther's friendship. They're so much fun. I'm very interested in where things go with Anne and her cryptic mention of the delicate situation with Mr. Smith. I have a great fear she might be dating him and that will suck majorly. I do love that Humphrey basically unloaded about the situation. Looking forward to a resolution about that. Also … Kelby blasted Margo kind of broke my heart but kudos to him for standing up for himself.

Enjoyed another Poirot episode. The mystery ended up being super twisty and I love how Poirot got very emotional during the reveal. Betrayal never sits well but it really stabs hard when it happens to Hercule.

Elementary had another great episode. I'm really wondering what's going to happen when Sherlock realizes his support person is a murderer. Or maybe it'll be a big twist, and he won't end up being a murderer. Either way, I'm very interested in what happens next.

Watched another episode of Young Justice, and I don't remember any of this one. A truly gut-wrenching watch. Loved the little bits of random characters popping up!

Caught another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks and I'm going to miss this show when I'm done. I seriously didn't know if I liked the show in the first season and now I'd pretty much die for these characters if needed. Ther really should be more seasons for me to enjoy.

As mentioned, I watched the beginning of a documentary about Dolly, and I hope to finish it this week … unless it's been taken down. I also watched quite a few music videos. What an amazing woman.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Tantalizing Yule, a holiday spirit sexy short.

Here's the miniblurb:

During the Yule season, Ginger Radiance, a holiday spirit, has to get Regina Royal, a sexy sprite, under the same roof with Fakhir Frenum, a studly spook. The two have a clash of wills, creating a massive snowstorm that leaves them stranded … plenty of time to let the holiday work its magick on the wary enemies.

And a preview snippet…

The thumping bass line pounded along the edge of Fakhir Frenum's skull. He manned his post—the back door to the Pleasure Palace—a preternatural hangout catering to the young and stupid. And so often … the two ended up being a toxic cocktail of annoyance and frustration.

Fakhir sighed. "Man, I've been doing this too long." Being a bouncer didn't rate high on his list of life achievements.

But, damn, the job paid well. Helped that Fakhir fit the mold. Big, beefy muscles and a grumpy countenance. Not all spooks had the right attitude for keeping order in the chaos of the Pleasure Palace. But all spooks looked incredible, which made them eye candy for many.

But the sprites were the worst.

Fun-loving creatures out for nothing but the best time always rubbed Fakhir the wrong way. And so often they didn't take no for an answer. Out of all the fae creatures, sprites were notorious for stirring shit up and leaving the mess for anyone else to clean up.

He grimaced. "Pretty much goes with the territory." But mopping up after a group of the spirited imps gave him the worst headache.

The back door opened and Fakhir blocked the couple trying to sneak in. "Exit only unless you're paid up." He held his hands up, barring their passage.

The male—a goblin with a reputation for not paying the cover charge—postured, trying to act tough. "We paid at the front. Just came out for some hot action." His hand slid over the female's ass.

Fakhir rolled his eyes. "Where's your stamp?" Anyone that left and planned to return had to get an ultraviolet mark. "And it better not be on your dick because I'm not in the mood to strip search you." But he would … and the goblin would regret trying Fakhir's patience.

The couple exchanged a glance and the man whispered something in the woman's ear.

She laughed lightly and batted her eyelashes. "Look, we're a little short on cash." She pitched her voice lower. "Can we maybe work out a payment arrangement?" A sexy trill vibrated around them.

Fakhir sighed when her tone shifted. Figured he'd have to deal with a siren trying to use her call. Too bad he'd learned how to block the temptresses long ago.

Her fingers traced his bicep. "I'm very skilled." She added some seduction to her voice waves. "I'd bet I can get you off in under five minutes." Her made a breathy sound that ended on a purr.

Fakhir quirked an eyebrow. "Then what would be the point? If you're gonna offer up sex, at least try to make it worth the fee to get in." He snorted.

She gasped, clearly insulted.

The guy jabbed a finger in Fakhir's chest and all but snarled his displeasure. "Now just a damned minute. I think you owe—"

Fakhir cut him off. "Don't bother asking. I won't apologize. Check your priorities, man." Frankly, the siren should demand satisfaction from her guy. "Chalk this up to a lesson learned and maybe try not to get your woman to offer payment in trade, especially this close to Yule." And maybe rethink a five-minute blow job.

He nudged them away from the door and pulled it shut then resumed his post. "Fuck, I need a new job." Or one that let him use his other skills instead of being a hot bouncer.

The Palace's owner's words, not Fakhir's opinion of himself. Manfred Mayhew catered to the brash, brazen, and beautiful crowd. He wanted his employees to tempt paying customers to the gilded cage. And he got them in large quantities.

He frowned at the memory of being propositioned. "Geez, sirens. They always think sex is the way to get what they want." Okay, sirens didn't have a lock on that.

Sprites, nymphs, and succubae liked get very suggestive with him too.

He huffed out a harsh breath. "I'm more than my dick." Too bad the club didn't need someone to do a light show.

He could make thunder and lightning. Of course, rain or snow followed. And all the yuck that went along with both.

He chuckled. "That wouldn't go over well in a place like this." He sobered. "Man, I need to get out of the city." At least being a bouncer gave him plenty of opportunity to expel his aggression, which kept him from lighting things up or blowing them through the walls.

He grunted. "There's an asshole in every crowd." Usually more than one.

Another knock sounded on the back door. Get ready to rumble. He jerked on the handle and got ready to throw down.

Instead, he blinked when an invite with his name on it floated above the ground. Fakhir opened the missive and read it.

When you need relief from the mindless chores…

But can't get away from the hapless bores.

Gather your gear and pack for one…

You've earned some solitary fun.

For a Yule that is bright and hale…

On midnight's stroke, slip through the veil.

Below the invitation he found an address for the Goodacre Bed and Breakfast.

Hell, yeah. He couldn't scoff at some downtime … especially if he got to be alone and away from the sheer craziness of the holiday season.

Fakhir slipped his phone from his pocket and called Manfred. "Hey, boss. I'm taking my saved personal time…"

I love writing the holiday spirit sexy shorts. From the fun, festive spirit names to the conflict that has to be overcome for the HEA, it's a joyful experience!

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Tangled Web

A very long week with wild weather and lots of things going on, including back-to-school shenanigans, roadwork, and tons of laundry.

Kind of a repeat from last week with thunderstorms rolling through the state and a day or two of plain old rain, which is actually kind of nice … except for flooding, which we didn't have but other areas in the state did.

Work stayed busy. Still removing images from a manuscript to get it ready for a copy edit. But the good news is I should finish up today or tomorrow. I put the project aside when we had storms because I won't change losing all the work put in so far.

Pretty decent viewing week even with the wild weather. Made it through my full slate of shows and had a couple of binge watches of Death in Paradise and Beyond Paradise.

Started with an episode of Marple and thoroughly enjoyed it. Very different from another version and a great cast.

Finished up Coastal Ireland and loved it. Especially enjoy watching someone who loves the country show their favorite locations.

Caught another episode of Beyond Paradise and I'm truly wondering how things will end up working out with Anne being on the committee overseeing the police. Here's hoping she finds a way to keep the team together.

Watched another episode of Poirot and, whew, what a very twisty mystery. And a great cast made it all work.

Elementary had another great offering. I enjoy seeing Sherlock not at his best but also watching Joan kind of rally behind him. And he's still got a leg up on everyone else even with the post-concussion stuff he's going through.

Caught another episode of Young Justice and quite enjoyed watching the team work together while defying orders.

Enjoyed another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks and I'm so happy the lower deckers are back together. Also loved seeing T'Lyn going the extra mile to fill the gap Tendi left and then join in the celebration when she returned.

No backburner shows this week. We'll see if there's time week, but probably not as I have a long day on Saturday to meet my cousins for our annual get together.

That's the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Tangled Web, a novella with a noir flair.

Here's the miniblurb:

Ruby Ire is bad for men—every time she falls for one he ends up dead, so she doesn't get tangled up with them anymore. But a series of near miss accidents makes her think she's become a target and she hires Jordan Riceman to track down her attacker. And she absolutely will not let Jordan get too close, no matter how damned attractive he is.

And a preview snippet…

Ruby paced the back sitting area where she and Melba had their tea sessions. "My butterflies are having a wild time right now." She placed a hand on her stomach and inhaled deeply.

She hated living with the unknown. Especially when she didn't know if someone had it out for her. But the coincidences were too many, and her conscience wouldn't let her ignore the possibility.

She made another back and forth across the floor. What if Jordan Riceman didn't come? No. She wouldn't think that way. Thelma assured Ruby no man would be able to resist a cryptic message from a damsel in distress.

Ruby snorted. "They might when the meeting takes place in a beauty parlor." But the genius idea cooked up with Thelma should provide the cover Ruby needed.

The bell chimed and Ruby's heart rate kicked into high gear. Had he arrived?

Thelma raised her voice in greeting. "Right this way, Mr. Riceman." The clack-clack of her heels got closer.

Ruby turned at the swish of the curtain. Oh my. Her first glance at Jordan Riceman took her breath away. Tall with short hair, he wore it longer on top. His locks had a natural wave that gave him a charming rakish look.

Thelma gave Ruby a quick wink, indicating her thoughts about Mr. Riceman. "I'll just go lock up so there won't be any interruptions." She sashayed out but not before her eyes went wide for a second and her lips made a silent wow.

The idea Ruby needed to stay away from anything personal hit high alert. And sent a kick of regret through her. She would so enjoy seeing if the roguish appeal went farther than skin deep. But no. No, no, no. She wouldn't risk anyone else's life.

Putting on a cool facade, she thrust out her hand. "Mr. Riceman. Ruby Ire. Thank you for coming."

He flashed a smile. "It's my pleasure, Ms. Ire." He shook her hand, holding it for a moment.

Long enough for Ruby to feel the zing of connection travel along her arm.

I love this story and the twists and turns it takes. Jordan and Ruby are in for a bit of a ride.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Take a Walk on the Wild Side

Yeesh. I'd really like Ohio weather to calm the eff down. We've had storms all week and we're getting hammered today. Severe thunderstorm warnings, tornado warnings, it's wild.

We did have a break in the yucky weather on Friday and got to attend a fun concert to benefit our local botanical garden and a local pet shelter. We had a truly great time and my extended family participated in the musical lineup.

Had a busy work week filled with some tedious little stuff and some technology problems. I did manage to get a copy edit finished up and worked on formatting a family history book that has a ton of images in it. That one is kind of challenging because the copy edit can't be done with the images in the document and I'm pulling them out and adding design tags.

Not a bad viewing week. I made it through my usual slate and started a back-burner episode. The weather kind of affected being able to finish that one. I also did another binge watch of Death in Paradise on Ovation.

Started with an episode of Marple and enjoyed it. I rather liked the cast of characters in this episode and, whew, did it have some twisty turns.

Started a new series for me with Adrian Dunbar's Coastal Ireland. I love seeing the landscape and shorelines of the country. It's so beautiful.

Caught an episode of Beyond Paradise and I'm so bummed that Humphrey has to reduce his staff by one. I hope it ends up working out by the end of the season. I also wish I understood more about why Esther doesn't want to be happy with Archie. Maybe they'll delve into that a little more.

Watched an episode of Poirot and truly enjoyed it. Always nice to see old friends and the behind-the-scenes machinations were interesting.

Elementary had a great opening to its sixth season. Sherlock's struggle post-concussion adds an interesting layer of conflict and I'm happy with Joan's response.

Caught an episode of Young Justice and enjoyed it. Great to see the team pull together and also nice to see the Justice League's trust in their ability.

Enjoyed the season opener of Star Trek Lower Decks season five. Very fun to see a mirror of the crew and how different things could turn out.

Watched The Thin Man again because I was in the mood for something fun. I need to find the other Nick and Nora movies somewhere, because they're so enjoyable.

Started an episode of Peak Practice but the thunderstorms put a halt to finishing it. I'll maybe get to it later this week.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Take a Walk on the Wild Side, a follow up to Long Time No See.

Here's the minblurb:

After dealing with repercussions from the Vallas clan, Val Janison steps into a leadership role he's not thrilled to have. Jonni Mars works behind the scenes as a liaison between the three ruling families and tries to broker a peaceful resolution. In the middle of everything, the couple makes an attempt to keep their relationship solid … with mixed results.

And a preview snippet…

Val's mood instantly improved the moment his mouth touched Jonni's. I could stand here all day with her.

He eased away, resting his forehead against hers. "Damn. I've missed you." He hadn't realized how much until her voice came through the speaker on his desk.

Sliding his hand down her arm, he laced their fingers together. "Come with me…" He moved into the prep kitchen and stopped before a paneled wall.

Tapping a notch in the wood, he released a lock and the wall slid inward.

Jonni's eyes widened. "Of course you have a secret passageway." She shook her head but followed him inside.

Val grinned. "We'll go directly to my suite, which will bypass anyone who might be looking for me." He made a turn at a junction in the narrow corridor.

Jonni glanced toward the route they didn't take. "Where does that one lead?" Her curiosity came through loud and clear.

Val shrugged. "To a room behind the main stairwell. It's used during large gatherings to go from the kitchen to the foyer so servers can quickly reach the ballroom and meeting room." He paused and nodded toward a set of stairs. "We'll go up this flight and one more then be where no one can bother us." Making the first step, he tugged her behind him.

Jonni laughed. "This could be very convenient for us." Her voice dropped to low growl. "Unless Anton gets in the way."

Val frowned but continued up the next flight of stairs then down to the panel to his suite. He pulled the piece of wall toward him and nodded for Jonni to precede him into the space.

She walked through and her head swiveled back and forth. "You've definitely come up in the world." Turning to face him, her lips twisted in a wry curve.

Val resealed the wall and moved to her side. "It's an empty tomb most of the time." He cupped her face. "And I'm going to chat with Anton. I don't care how he works time with you into my schedule, but he's going to." He brushed his lips over hers. "I need you to function and didn't realize how much until seeing you today." His fingers slid under the hem of her shirt, inching the fabric upward.

Jonni tilted her head to one side. "So what? I'm your battery charger now?" She pulled his button-down from the waistband of his pants.

Val stopped her. "No. You don't merely keep me charged up." He dragged her shirt over her head. "You sustain me…" His mouth moved along her shoulder and up the column of her throat.

Jonni shivered. "And you do the same for me … it's why I had to come here. Because I can't stand being so far apart." She popped the button of his pants and lowered the zipper.

Val pushed her leggings down then scooped her up, carrying her to the huge bed between two floor-to-ceiling windows. He quickly shed his trousers and crawled up on the mattress, his erection straight and proud. Jonni splayed her legs and his dick ached to be inside her.

Jonni crooked her finger. "Don't make me wait. I'm so ready for you." She leaned back into the pile of pillows and cupped her breasts.

Val's mouth captured a taut nipple at the same moment he slid home in a smooth thrust.

Jonni gasped then moaned. "Perfect. This is perfect." Her hips rose to grind against his groin.

Val decided they'd never go so long without each other again.

This is the conclusion of an unnamed series and it's in the beginning stages so far. I love writing this couple and can't wait to see what they get into in this one.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Storm Down the Drain

Had a fun time at my high school reunion on Saturday … even though it was very hot and super humid. Got to see people I haven't seen in absolute ages. So nice to catch up with everyone.

Weather has been a little wild. Big temperature swings again. We've also had some rumbling thunderstorms with interesting lightning. We're supposed to have a very rainy week with more storms rolling through so that should be fun.

Had a busy work week with a few projects coming in for final touches and should be getting close to the finish line. Made more progress on the developmental edit I've been working on and might be close to finishing that one up also. Finished up a proofread and started a new copy edit. Not a bad week.

Made it through my usual slate of shows so had a good viewing week also. I even got to finish up one of my backburner shows. I'll be starting a new series this week and I'm looking forward to picking one out. I also did another Death in Paradise binge on Sunday.

Caught an episode of Marple and rather enjoyed the twists and turns. It was kind of fun to have the show set during the holiday season but not be overtly holidayish.

Finished up Ireland Coast and Country. Enjoyed the dip into some of the country's locations and remarkable scenery.

Started season four of Beyond Paradise. Fun episode setting up a big quandary for Humphrey. I'm kind of excited to see what hijinks Humph and Martha get into with renovating their new house. Very happy to be revisiting Shipton Abbot.

Caught another episode of Poirot and actually enjoyed seeing him in a very different setting. The mystery had some interesting twists and I liked that.

Elementary ended on a concerning note and I'm glad I can drop right into the next season without a long wait. Happy to have the Shinwell murder resolved, and I'm truly thrilled that Moriarty isn't the mystery woman, even though her identity makes me sad.

Watched another episode of Young Justice and enjoyed watching the team come together even when they were on the outs.

Finished up season four of Star Trek Lower Decks and, seriously, I'm going to miss this show so much. I loved everything about this finale … except one thing. Losing a team member sucked but at least there's a chance she'll return.

Also finished up an episode of Peak Practice. It ended up being a pretty good one but had a lot going on. So happy Tom finally owned his feelings!

That's the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Storm Down the Drain, a novella with a bit of suspense with the romance.

Here's the miniblurb:

On a dark and stormy night, Brooks Algonquin knocks on Velvet Strong's door and asks her to help him find the Burmesian Raven, an antiquity with magical qualities. Velvet takes his case, but quickly learns Brooks has ulterior motives for acquiring the artifact stolen from his family.

And a preview snippet…

Velvet's appearance bowled Brooks over when she entered the bistro.

Brooks bit back a groan of raw need. "She's absolutely perfect." And she dressed to draw attention.

Just shy of tartish without going over the top, her makeup showed a woman who didn't mind getting noticed. Nothing demure or sweet, but oh so elegant. She made a statement in the lilac dress that stopped just shy of her knees and the purple heels that made her hips sway when she walked. She'd piled half of her blonde tresses on top of her head, and his fingers itched to remove the pins and plunge through the silky strands. And the white stole and silver clutch added a bit of airy shine to the whole package. Yeah … she created a bombshell vision.

Velvet sauntered to the bar and ordered a drink. The bartender took his time backing up to get the ingredients. He placed the small tumbler on a napkin in front of Velvet.

Brooks placed a large bill on the counter. "The lady's drinks are on me." He enjoyed this role-playing thing.

Velvet gave him a sultry smile. "Why should I let you pick up my tab?" She added just a touch of huskiness to her tone.

Brooks held her gaze. "Because you're a beautiful slice of heaven I needed to see after a hellish day." He turned to face her at the bar.

Her mouth twisted in a coquettish curve, and she ducked her head a little. "In that case, happy to be of service." Her lips wrapped around the short straw and drew the amber liquid up through the opening. "And thank you."

Brooks reached forward, tracing a random pattern on the back of her hands. "Would you have dinner with me?" He nodded toward a smoky corner of the bistro.

Her eyes widened a little. He'd gone off script with the invitation to dine with him. But the moment called for something secluded where they could converse.

Velvet leaned in close, placing her palm on his thigh. "I think I'd like that very much." She slid off the barstool and snagged her drink.

Brooks led the way to a table for two tucked in a corner surrounded by leafy potted plants. He held her chair out until she got settled then found his own seat across from her. They didn't have a moment to converse before a server arrived.

Brooks ordered an intimate meal, which they made banal small talk over. By the time they finished, the trio of musicians had arrived and started their first set. Brooks asked if she'd like to dance.

Velvet gave a nod and he stood, holding his hand out. She clasped his fingers and smoothly followed him to the center of the small squared-off area close to the dais. She played her part as a woman on the brink of falling for him so well.

The night took on a magical quality. Brooks couldn't remember the last time he'd enjoyed himself as much. They might be creating a fiction where Velvet would become his mistress, but Brooks almost wished it were a fact. He could easily envision swaying with her on a nightly basis.

Her body molded to his as they traversed the floor to the beat of the music. Her alluring curves sent his imagination into overdrive. He could picture her naked, writhing underneath him while he drove into over and over. His cock throbbed and she noticed, giving her hips a twist against his groin.

Brooks put his mouth close to her ear. "Before things get out of hand, we should probably make our exit…" His hand moved lower on her back. "You're playing with fire, Ms. Strong."

He got a kick of gratification when she shuddered in his arms before they left the bistro.

I love writing with a flair of noir and this one is a lot of fun. Brooks and Velvet will definitely heat things up.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye