Sunday Snippet: Truth Hurts

Heh, so far the bumps have not smoothed over in October. But … that could have more to do with the yucky cold I picked up from the husband. It's like I have fuzzy slippers in my head, and I'm not a fan.

Our tire trauma is still ongoing. I now have four tires paid for and the appointment is scheduled for this week. I still have to have my front and rear rotors and pads replaced as soon as possible also. That might end up being a November problem. I do want to get that managed before we start getting snow.

Still having fairly mild weather. I love having an actual fall. I'm hoping we're not having fake fall, and we'll end up with ninety degree days again. But won't be surprised if it happens.

Had a decent work week even with the cold. I'm moving slowly on the evaluation, but the book is pretty interesting. Finished up a copy edit and started a proofread. I'm hoping to finish the proofread later today. I also need to hit my backburner project that I keep putting on hold.

Had a sketchy viewing week. Between the cold and other things going on, I didn't quite make it through my usual line up. I did do a binge watch of Death in Paradise.

Started with Marple and thoroughly enjoyed the episode. Very fun to see the mystery unfold and watch Jane piece everything together. Fun watching experience.

Watched another episode of Britain's Most Scenic Counties. I'm enjoying Cheshire. There are a lot of interesting bits and bobs. While the white cliffs of Dover in Kent definitely draw attention, there seems to be more urban adventures in Cheshire.

Enjoyed an episode of Return to Paradise. I'm very much on the fence with Mac and Glenn's interactions. Watching her calm him down was a lot of fun. Knife-thick tension there. Also really enjoyed getting some insight to Colin's past in this one.

Caught another episode of Poirot and, wow, what an adventure. Thoroughly enjoyed seeing the band get back together. I've missed Hastings, Lemon, and Japp.

Elementary had a terrific episode. Glad to see Sherlock somewhat back to his old self. I loved how much confidence he has in Joan's ability to be a great parent. Also quite liked the interactions between Joan and the pregnant mom. What a great episode.

Started an episode of Young Justice but ran out of steam. I'll finish it up this week. I think I remember this one or at least parts of it.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Truth Hurts, a novella that reunites a couple under terrible circumstances.

Here's the miniblurb:

Mardi Darr discovers her current lover is an enemy agent with an enchanted chip in his head. She gives the okay for a risky surgery, and it lands him in a submersion chamber with no brain activity. Heth Santiago is responsible for Mardi being with Staz and he needs to help Mardi accept the truth … even though it hurts like a bitch.

And a preview snippet…

After reuniting in the chapel, Heth agreed moving their liaison to her place made sense. They had a lot to discuss. And two more days of sex to make up for lost time didn't hurt either.

He tucked his arm around Mardi and spooned up against her. "You have a damn comfortable bed." Considering they'd done pretty much everything from there since they got here, probably a good thing.

Mardi stretched against Heth. "Do you really think this plan will work?" She said the words quietly.

Heth trailed his fingers down her arm. "How can they resist? You're walking into their realm and calling them out. They'll want to prove they can take you." And they needed to believe they could.

Mardi shifted around to face him. "But you're not going to let them." Her finger made a circular motion over his heart.

Heth shook his head. "Nope. Once we have you face-to-face with the leaders, we'll work our magick and put them in the same condition as Staz." Minus the enchanted chip, which they didn't need.

Mardi's eyes darkened. "Then we hit the underlings with the offer to talk access to alliance status." They wouldn't need to control her if they became full members.

Heth finished out the plan. "But only if they cease and desist with the attacks on mages and wizards." If the Street Hawks didn't agree … all their planning could blow up in their face.

Mardi held his gaze. "It could all go to hell." Her mouth flattened into a thin line.

Heth nodded. "Yeah, it could. And if that happens, we go out together." Because she wouldn't stand for being used against their community.

Mardi didn't blink. "Agreed." Her voice held stern conviction.

And he held no doubt they'd follow through. Neither had anything without the other. And they wouldn't give the Street Hawks the unlimited power they sought to gain through her.

She cupped his face. "I love you, Heth. Always."

He confirmed his feelings. "Always, Mardi. I love you." Leaning in, he slanted his mouth over hers.

This one is coming together nicely. Very happy with the plan Mardi and Heth put together.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Trip the Light Fantastic (a Chaos novella)

It's spooky month!! Kind of happy to see the end of September. It was definitely a rough month. October is starting with a few bumps but here's hoping they'll smooth over soon.

Got my new tires and what a difference. Hit a snag with the husband's tires. We can't do two. It's all-wheel drive so they'll only replace all four. Sigh. We now have to wait until this weekend to get them replaced. Tires are expensive.

Had truly lovely weather. Mild temperatures that feel like fall are such a surprise. I'm not holding my breath that we won't end up with a big spike again, so I'm enjoying while I can.

Had a decent work week. Had another super challenging copy edit but got through it. Almost finished up with the evaluation read through. And I might be able to get back to my lingering project, which needs attention. I'm also hoping to make headway on my side project, which I'd really like to launch soon.

Good viewing week. I made it through my usual group of shows. I also included two binge marathons of Death in Paradise. The show makes me happy.

Began with Marple. Interesting episode that had some wild twists and turns. Very fun to see Tom Baker on screen.

Started the new season of Britain's Most Scenic Counties and enjoyed the introduction to Cheshire. Another area I'd love to visit at some point.

Caught another episode of Return to Paradise and enjoyed the mystery. Also really enjoyed seeing Mackenzie try to figure out the appeal of dating apps. Loved the interaction between her and the team also.

Watched an episode of Poirot and I'm really enjoying Ariadne Oliver. She's such a fun character. The mystery also ended up being twisty, which I also enjoyed.

Elementary had a great episode. I'm enjoying Sherlock's challenge with recovering from the concussion. Not sure how I feel about the serial killer getting away. Kind of hoping he gets caught without taking out anyone else.

Enjoyed another episode of Young Justice. I remembered some of this one and liked the pacing of the plot. Always fun to see Wally learn life lessons.

Caught another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks and loved the callbacks to Next Generation and Voyager. This show knows how to pay homage to its ancestors.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Trip the Light Fantastic, a Chaos novella.

Here's the miniblurb:

Esme Von Staunton and Ashton Sylvester think they might be going insane. Ashton's weird attunement with Esme draws her into his bizarre nightmare of hallucinations and doing things neither remember. Esme's brother Eric stumbles onto a plot by Baron Mobride and races to save his information source and his favorite couple, but Mobride has other ideas and doesn't plan to let Eric thwart him.

And a preview snippet…

Bonnie woke to muffled voices and no idea what happened. Wait. Her throat hurt.

Memories surfaced. She had a session with Baron Mobride. Something she never enjoyed. The man had a cruel streak and couldn't seem to find release until he exercised some kind of physical dominance on his partner.

Damn! He choked me into unconsciousness. No wonder her throat hurt.

She wisely remained still, but opened her eyes slightly and listened carefully. Baron Mobride stood beside the door, speaking with two of his flunkies. One had a deep, grunty voice and the other sniffled and wheezed when he spoke.

Mobride shoved his legs into his pants. "Continue the project." He buttoned up and grabbed his shirt.

The sniffly one lowered his voice. "Including Sylvester?"

Mobride gave a nod. "Yes, with two more deliveries per week."

The other flunky grunted. "Got some questions about that, boss. 'Specially if you don't want—"

Mobride cut him off. "Shut it. Hold on." Mobride went back to the bed and smacked Bonnie on the ass. "Hey. Wake up." He gripped her shoulder, shaking hard.

Bonnie pretended to jolt back to consciousness. "Wha … what happened?" Her hand went to her throat, rubbing gently.

Mobride smirked. "No matter. Get out and give me the room." He threw her wrap on the bed.

Bonnie pulled the garment over her and sat up. "Baron Mobride. This is my area." She turned away and slid the robe over her shoulders. "I can't leave or I won't make my night's quota."

Mobride snorted. "You're leaving." He peeled several bills off a wad of cash and tossed them on the bed. "Get out. Now."

She scrambled up after grabbing the money. "Yes, Baron." Stuffing the payment into her pocket, she edged past the two men standing in the doorway, keeping her eyes downcast.

She'd seen enough of them before Mobride kicked her out to recognize the faces if she needed to.

The men entered the room and slammed the door behind them.

Bonnie huffed out a breath. "What is Mobride up to?" She slowly made her way down the corridor and entered the bathroom.

Pacing back and forth, she pondered what she overheard.

The baron had something nefarious in the works. "And somehow it involves Ashton Sylvester." She had to Eric know.

Could she wait until Eric's next appointment or should she send a message?

Heaving a sigh, she sat on the edge of the bathtub. "I'll probably wait. Sending a message will be too risky." She couldn't trust word wouldn't get back to Mobride … not with the amount of money the man spent at Tildaswail.

She sent a silent missive to the universe. Let everything be all right until Eric returns.

I have a lot of love for this series. The cast of characters is so much fun to write.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: A Timely Distraction

Yeesh. Still dealing with the tire issue but have an appointment to get the replacements on Tuesday. I can't wait. But … we now have to get two new tires for my husband's vehicle. It's like dominoes falling … one thing after another.

Had some seriously cool temperatures this week. Also rain. Rain. Rain. Rain. We're supposed to have clear weather for the beginning of the week but more rain from Thursday through the weekend.

Work projects were pretty smooth this week. I finished up the wild ride copy edit and completed a proofread that had a few issues but overall ended up being great. Still working on the evaluation and making good project. I have another back burner project I'm hoping to get to this week.

Had a solid viewing week. I made it through my usual slate of shows and got to binge Death in Paradise a couple of days.

Started with Marple again and enjoyed the mystery. There were a lot of twists and turns with a resolution that ended up being sad but excellent.

Finished up the first season of Britain's Most Scenic Counties. Thoroughly enjoyed visiting Kent and look forward to the next season and new location.

Caught another episode of Return to Paradise and enjoyed it again. Reggie reminds me of Margo from Beyond Paradise. Both are filled with local knowledge and wield their power when it counts the most. Great mystery also.

Watched another Poirot and liked the twists and turns. Very interesting to hear all the discussion of the upcoming war and having three mysteries instead of one ended up being quite fun.

Elementary got a little freaky. The possible serial killer struck very close to home, and I really hope things don't go in an obvious direction. Can't wait to watch the next episode to see if they do or don't.

Enjoyed an episode of Young Justice and loved seeing the young team dealing with being the grown-ups in the room. Kind of interested to see what happens with the stolen bit.

Ended the week with an episode of Star Trek Lower Decks and totally loved the call back to the original series. Fun episode with plenty of weird thrown in for good measure. I'm going to be very sad when I finish this one.

That's the life update this week. Tonight's post is from A Timely Distraction, a riff on a fairy-tale romance that brings a couple together.

Here's the miniblurb:

Donahue Stuart, prince and heir to his father's throne, longs for grand adventures, but danger lurks from raiders and marauders, out for royal blood. Enter Lady Vivian, daughter of the king's oldest friend, and a kindred spirit who shows Donahue he can have all the magnificent escapades he wants, right in his own realm.

And a preview snippet…

Hue set aside the stack of correspondence he'd finished. "Might as well tackle the letter from Delia now." He'd shuffled her missive to the bottom of his pile because he'd rather not deal with whatever might be inside.

But he couldn't put off making it clear they would not be meeting for a tryst again. Or that she would ever become his mistress. Maybe he could provide a few names for her. She could find a protector of her choice—unlike the exchange with Fitzmar, who had offered for her before she'd even had an opportunity to meet other courtiers—and give her a chance to forge her own future.

He slipped a letter opener under the wax seal and started to withdraw the parchment. A rapid series of soft knocks distracted him, and he glanced up to Lady Vivian bursting through his door. Her unexpected entrance caught him by surprise.

Placing the envelope under the desk blotter, he arched his brows. "Lady Vivian. I heard you were here for a visit." And she'd grown more beautiful if that were possible.

Her eyes always drew him … they sparkled with hidden depths that suggested she held secrets she didn't share with others. Once again, he cursed the close friendship their fathers shared. Otherwise, he'd make every effort to pursue her.

Vivian gave him a smile. "Yes, I missed seeing you when I arrived. You were out riding, think?" Her gaze swept the room before landing on him.

He leaned back in his chair. "And what is your purpose for seeking me out?" Not that he cared, she provided a wonderful diversion to an unpleasant task.

Vivian spun around and flounced onto his settee. "I'm seeking you out, because I'm bored and restless." She sat up suddenly. "Would you be interested in visiting the village?" Her eyes were bright with excitement.

The idea sounded dull, but she seemed thrilled by the prospect.

Hue shrugged. "I'm not, but I'll tag along." He got up and crossed the room to pull the cord that would summon the guard.

Vivian bounded up off the sofa and stopped him with a hand on his bicep. "Er … I have another idea. Let's head to the storage room and dig around a little." She leaned in and lowered her voice. "I thought we might dress up—or down as the case may be—as commoners." An impish grin spread over her face.

Hue narrowed his eyes. "Are you serious?" He cocked his head when possibilities filled his mind.

Being out of royal garb would give him some freedom to move about, unencumbered by the trappings of being the heir.

Viv nodded. "Absolutely. Let's see how much fun we can have." Her voice took on a sultry tone.

He smiled wide. "How do we lose the guard?" He had no doubt she would make things interesting.

Vivian patted his shoulder. "Leave that to me."

This is such a fun story to write. I love the chemistry between Vivian and Hue!

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

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: 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: Still of the Night

August is starting out with a weird vibe. The temperatures have been very mild and I'm wondering how much we'll pay for that in the fall months or the winter. Thrilled for the kiddos going back to school in a week or so because they might not roast during the first few weeks like they normally do.

I'm still trying to get some things that I've been putting off in the checked boxes. I did manage to fix the leak in my bathtub, which was way overdue. Should help with my water bill. I got the part needed to fix the washing machine and that's a project for this week. I hope.

Work projects are going somewhat smoothly. I did have the book that won't go away come back one more time. The developmental edit I've got on the back burner is heating up again. I'm also working on a coaching project that's part pull the manuscript together and part help the author get it ready for a copy edit. Had a solid week with copy edits and proofreads also.

Had another good week for viewing. Nothing extra but made it through my usual slate of shows. Also did another Death in Paradise binge of older seasons.

Started with another episode of Marple. I kind of like the actress playing Jane. She's kind of snappy and a little punchy (not physically) with her dialog and I love it.

Also watched another episode of Ireland Coast and Country. I'm really enjoying this series. I now want to make vermouth. Just saying.

Caught an episode of Death in Paradise and finished up season fifteen. I ended up kind of liking the niece. Looking forward to the holiday episode if there is one this year. And also kind of excited about the next season. I really love this show.

Enjoyed an episode of Poirot. The mystery ended up being kind of twisty and I loved seeing Poirot's author friend again. She's a hoot.

Elementary ended up being really good. The whole thing with the woman who leads meetings and Sherlock kind of came from left field, but I'll hold out to see what happens with that. I'll be disappointed if she ends up being Moriarty. The whole take down of the gang is really interesting. Can't wait to see what happens there.

Watched another episode of Young Justice and pieces are falling in place. Nearing the end of the first season and I'm interested in seeing what happens to the team.

Also caught another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks and love how the season-arc mystery is coming together. Also enjoyed the Cerritos team pulling off a ruse to get what they needed. And the name drops from other shows always make me happy.

That wraps up the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Still of the Night, an Academy of Light novella.

Here's the miniblurb:

Salem Rhys has the perfect recipe for brewing dark lager, a potent alcohol that will go over huge at the mage academy … but doesn’t have the know-how or equipment to create the concoction. Jared Meyer, a tech genius, can definitely help her out. Salem falls hard for her business partner but considers him out of her league until Jared proposes more than a money-making venture.

And a preview snippet…

With smoke starting to creep out along the window frames, Jared dashed into the warehouse to find his grandpa frantically trying to extinguish four fireballs to no avail. The spells he used increased the flames with each incantation. Jared didn't need a hard guess to know his granddad fucked up on an epic level.

He skidded to a stop not far from the old man. "Grandfather, what did you do?" He crossed his arms over his chest.

Jarvis threw him a look. "Don't just stand there, boy, help me. That stupid girl hexed her orbs, but combined, we should be able to overcome the magick and douse the flames." He went back to muttering spells.

Jared snorted. "Looks to me like that very brilliant woman bested you." He stood his ground even though the heat from fire grew with each breath. "What. Did. You. Do?" Something horrible no doubt.

His grandfather paused. "Thought you were up to your old tricks and came to see for myself what you'd gotten into with my money." His gaze lowered to take in the floor.

Jared huffed out a breath. "And you took one look at Salem and decided she was just another gold-digger slut after the family riches." Anger filled him at the thought.

Jarvis's face flushed a darker shade of red. "Actually, I assumed she was another piece of ass and said as much." He raised his gaze to meet his grandson's

Pissed off, Jared shook his head. "Then this place can burn to the ground." He started for the exit.

His grandfather exploded. "What?" He chased after Jared. "No. No, you don't want that. She set me straight. Called me on my bullshit, she did. And she defended you." He grasped Jared's bicep. "Now, help me, Jared." A frantic note entered his voice.

Jared gave it two heartbeats before he tossed out a word. "Hierarchy." He had to give Salem kudos for thinking that one up on the spot.

The orbs extinguished their flames, four piles of ash falling to the floor. Pride filled Jared along with another emotion he didn't recognize until this very moment.

Love.

He loved Salem with everything in him.

Jared walked over to the wall and propped open a window. "You know what? You're a pitiful old geezer… and … you were right to cut me off." He faced Jarvis. "But here's the deal. I'm serious about this venture." And serious about Salem, but dear old granddad didn't need to know that part. "You're going to back off, pay up, and repair the damage … and stay the hell away from Salem." Hell, Jared might not be welcome anywhere near her after his grandfather's stupid stunt.

Jarvis gave a nod. "Fine. I'll cover the damages and leave you two alone."

Jared lifted his chin. "That's a good start." He poked a finger in his grandfather's chest. "And you better hope I can smooth things over with Salem … or flaming fireballs won't be the worst thing you experience from her, old man." His threat delivered, Jared left the building and went to find his business partner … and hopefully a little more.

I'm so happy with this story and how it's coming together. Jared and Salem are a fun couple.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Stay the Course (Warlock's Curse book one)

Another week in the books and it ended up not being terrible. Had several errands that needed to be handled and got through those without issue for the most part. I always appreciate being able to check things off the list.

We had very mild weather for July. Our high was in the low seventies a couple of days and that's unusual. But it makes doing my great clear out easier and more comfortable.

Work is staying steady and I'm getting through several projects, which makes me happy. I have one that keeps popping back and that can be frustrating. The good news is the reason it keeps coming back isn't due to anything I've done. It's all author related requests.

Had a fairly decent viewing week. I made it through my usual list of shows and had another Death in Paradise binge watch of previous seasons.

Started the week with the new to me series Marple. I've seen a previous version of Miss Marple and it's kind of fun to see how the episodes change with new incarnations.

Also started the docuseries Ireland Coast and Country. I'm on an emerald isle kick at the moment because I truly enjoyed the series about Ireland's castles. The first episode makes me want to visit the country at some point.

Watched another episode of the current season of Death in Paradise. I'm enjoying the dynamic between Mervin and Naomi. Also really happy the fallout of Mervin's kidnapping is being explored. Really not sure what to make of the niece showing up. We'll see if that ends up being a good thing.

Caught another episode of Poirot and finished off season ten. Have to admit this one had more than one mystery twisting through it and I enjoyed that. Looking forward to seeing what season eleven has in store.

Elementary entertained again. The case ended up being very twisty. And the appearance of Shinwell made me kind of happy … even though it might not have ended well.

Enjoyed an episode of Young Justice. I'm kind of interested in where things are going to go with the whole the Light thing. Exciting developments between Connor and Magan though.

Also watched another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks. Very cool to see the original four on an away mission. Also loved how they addressed the different dynamic since they've all been bumped up in rank.

That's it for the life update. Tonight's post is from Stay the Course, the first book in the Warlock's Curse series.

Here's the miniblurb:

Nadia Iris is at a crossroads and has to choose whether to find her path to fulfillment as an adept or stay stagnant in her current position. She decides to go on a journey quest but has to leave Falk Ridenour behind. Falk isn't happy, but supports her choice, even knowing the hardship she'll face.

And a preview snippet…

Falk barely got a breath in before literally being transported back to the moment of Nadia's conception.

He fought the pull. "Something's off. It's not right." His usual brief glimpse spun out, and he couldn't seem to look away. "I'm trapped."

But lingering made one thing clear. "Warlock magick. And it's strong." So intense, Falk felt like a voyeur.

Nadia's mother and the man in the picture were in coitus. The intimate dance has an unearthly cast over it. A powerfully strong energy emanated from the bed.

The man pumped his hips. "I own you, Miranda. You're mine. Mine, forever." Every thrust became a mantra.

Is he spell-weaving? During sex? Bile rose in Falk's throat at the vile action. The magick made his skin crawl and made him feel almost physically ill.

And … he couldn't get away. Panic coursed through his veins because he couldn't escape the vision—something he'd never experienced before. Instead of a quick peek, the door hung wide open, but Falk couldn't exit the way he came in. His vision swam and dizzying waves crashed over his mind.

"Falk! What's happening. What's going on? Falk? Falk!"

He finally heard Nadia shouting his name and sought her magick pull. A tiny tendril curled in a corner of his brain. He reached for the shimmering thread and crashed back to the present, his mind spinning and his gut roiling.

Disoriented, he slapped a hand over his mouth and dashed for the bathroom to expel his stomach contents. His head hung low, the woozy sensation receding but not gone. A cool washcloth appeared at his side. He took the fabric and wiped his face then got up and rinsed his mouth in the sink.

When the room finally stopped spinning, he glanced in the mirror, Nadia's concerned gaze reflected behind him. Pieces fell into place and his heart kicked hard against his ribs. Nadia's very existence shouldn't be possible. But while the freakish vision answered some questions, it also spawned a great many more.

Gripping the sides of the sink, he dragged in a deep breath then turned to face her. "I know why you can't control your magick." And he hated what he had to tell her.

I'm very excited about this series. Nadia won't be happy with the news Falk has to deliver but big things will happen after he breaks the information.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheer!

Skye