Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 02/18/17 and 09:00 AM on Sunday 02/19/17. Visit the other participants on the list and read, critique and comment on their 8sunday posts.
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Again I am sharing from my new release, Stolen Secrets. Last week it was a steamy scene, so this week, I chose something a little different.
“So they literally believed Isis was with them, a goddess who could walk among them and interact with them,” Elsa said.
“Of course,” David and Muhktar said together, then looked at each other and chuckled. Isabella glanced between them. Their tone had been more than affirmative. It sounded as though they too believed Isis was a very real, literal entity and were surprised at Elsa’s questioning of that fact. Rumors sometimes tied Prince Muhktar to the Illuminati, a secret cult known to exist since at least the time of the Pharaohs who built the pyramids. Until this moment, she had always dismissed those rumors as passed along by those wishing to cast even more mystique on the infamous persona of one of the country’s wealthiest and certainly most eligible bachelors. The Illuminati itself was an organization which, though it had certainly existed since she herself had seen ancient artifacts whose writings and symbolisms supported its existence in Egypt, was unable to be tied to any one deity, purpose or era. Illuminati was a word most often whispered with respect, almost reverence, among the superstitious Egyptians, as though it still existed and was to be feared. Could those rumors be true? What might it have to do with this artifact they sought? 
I hope you like the snippet I shared for Elizabeth this week. She has been sick with food poisoning this week so did very little for three days and never even got out of bed for two of them. Personally I'm not a fan of seafood, so she should just stick to my food from now on. Be sure to visit the other Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday authors for more great reads.
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Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 02/11/17 and 09:00 AM on Sunday 02/12/17. Visit the other participants on the list and read, critique and comment on their 8sunday posts.
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I will be sharing from my new release Stolen Secrets again, because the launch is Tuesday, Valentine's Day!
He lowered her, letting her feet return to the sand, her sanity to the moment.
“Isa--” “I’m here,” she called, and pushed against his chest, for leverage and mental stability. What should I say? she wondered, confused and still breathless from his torrid kisses. She’d never been kissed that way before, not by anyone. Her undeniable attraction to him was primitive. He awoke raw desire within her until she was so lost in the feelings her brain stopped controlling her actions. The prince was dangerous, on so many levels. She could tell that he, too, was moved by their exchange. His chest rose and fell swiftly and his hand lingered on the curve of her buttock. The intensity of his stare unnerved her, eyes darkened by lust, lips parted with soft puffs of air matching the rhythmic swell of his rib cage. Running from her own uncertainty, she turned to shore and waded quickly toward the sound of Elsa’s voice. 
I hope you liked the snippet I posted this week for Elizabeth. So much to do for this book launch, I almost forgot to send a Valentine to Giada, my bestest doggie friend ever! Be sure to read the other Weekend Writing Warriors and #SnippetSunday authors for more great reads. And don't forget to scroll down and register for all the cool rafflecopter prizes!
Offered an enormous sum by an anonymous benefactor for the acquisition of an ancient ceremonial relic, a sum that would keep the antiquities shop in Cairo her father left her afloat while she continued her own archaeological pursuits, Lady Isabella Valentine was distracted rather than tempted, then suspicious, when the dashing young Bedouin slipped in just before closing and promised her a deal she couldn’t refuse--for the very same relic. Despite his sensual appeal, she did refuse him, sending him away.
Prince Mukhtar, son of Sheikh Abdul Kummel al-Rahman, leader of the Hassana, is on a sacred Illuminati mission for Queen Isis to retrieve something stolen from one of her temples over a thousand years ago. This mortal disbeliever though an enchanting English rose, however beautiful she might be, is clearly in the power of the Usurper and must be persuaded to help him, one way or another. But neither of them know of the evil power they are up against, or what hidden dangers await them in the tomb of the high priest. 
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 02/04/17 and 09:00 AM on Sunday 02/05/17. Visit the other participants on the list and read, critique and comment on their 8sunday posts.
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This week I am going to share a snippet from Stolen Secrets since it's now on preorder. The trailer is up above and links are at the end, including a rafflecopter filled with goodies.
Pulling the collar of his robe up, he saw Isabella tug the edges of her own robe closer, and then she tightened the belt. Had the temperature dropped? No, not possible at this depth. Despite the added lights, the room seemed darker. The shadows cast by the assortment of statues fought against the light’s intrusion until the bulbs flickered and dimmed, and once more they began to dominate the chamber. Popping sounds were followed by the distinct crackle of shattered glass as an unseen hand snuffed out what remained of the artificial illumination.
The sepulcher was filled with subtle movement as though the darkness had been awakened to their presence and resented it. He caught movement out of the corner of his eye, but when he spun to confront the attacker—and he now felt besieged by threat—no one and nothing was there. He sensed movement overhead, and looked up. Seeing nothing again, he fished his lantern from his belt and his gun from a cargo pocket on the side of his pant leg. 
I hope you enjoyed the snippet I posted for Elizabeth today. It's such a relief to be out of the spotlight, like I was in her last post. Don't forget to sign up for all the goodies in her rafflecopter below and snap up a copy of Stolen Secrets! Visit the other Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday Authors for more great reads!
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 Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 12/10/16 and 09:00 AM on Sunday 12/11/16. Visit the other participants on the list and read, critique and comment on their 8sunday posts. Spread the word, share the love, warriors. Twitter hashtag #8sunday.  I will continue to share from my Stolen Secrets Fantasy Romance. The heroine, Lady Isabella Valentine, has been hired to retrieve the same artifact from an anonymous benefactor, who has sent a helper, David Khoury, to assist her on the archaeological dig. Prince Mukhtar wishes to change her mind. This current scene is from just after the prince has left her shop.  Cairo Market at night She stared at the door long after the bell stopped jingling, wondering just exactly why so many people were interested in this particular relic, and how they could have discovered so quickly that she had recently acquired the map to its whereabouts. One was perhaps a coincidence, but two in the same day meant trouble. Big trouble, and more secrets than she, in her excitement over this morning’s hefty paycheck, had bothered to investigate. What had she gotten herself into? The door flew open and she jumped, then relaxed once she recognized her cleaning woman. “Hello, Misha,” she said. “Good evening, Lady Isabella,” Misha said, turning to bolt the door behind her, before crossing the shop and disappearing into the Persian rug labyrinth, seeking cleaning supplies. Isabella reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone, because she knew one thing for sure, she needed backup.  I hope you enjoyed the snippet I posted for Elizabeth today. I was a little late since I overslept. It's not my fault though. I had to wait up for Elizabeth who was at the 4th Avenue Tucson Street Fair, whatever that is. All I know is it's a terrible thing because it made my dinner late. If over 600,000 people attend it in one weekend, there must be a lot of hungry doggies! Don't forget to visit all the other Weekend Writing Warriors and #SnippetSunday writers for more great reads!
 Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 12/03/16 and 09:00 AM on Sunday 12/04/16. Visit the other participants on the list and read, critique and comment on their 8sunday posts. Spread the word, share the love, warriors. Twitter hashtag #8sunday.  I polishing Stolen Secrets so will continue to share from this Fantasy Romance. The heroine, Lady Isabella Valentine, has been hired to retrieve the same artifact from an anonymous benefactor, who has sent a helper, David Khoury, to assist her on the archaeological dig. Prince Mukhtar wishes to change her mind. Here’s a bit from where I left off last week, with the prince speaking to Isabella in her antiquities shop, right after she told him someone else already hired her . . .  "The chalice itself is not essential, if it is already sought by another. What we seek is the symbol not revealed here in this sketch. It may be a missing key for the interpretation of another artifact.” “Oh, I honestly don’t know if that is a possibility or not. I can speak to my client and discover whether or not they object to what you suggest,” Isabella said, managing to pull her hand free, and burying it in the folds of her skirt. She took a step back. His request seemed perfectly innocent, but she was convinced it was anything but transparent and she couldn’t think straight with him gazing into her eyes like that. He was so close she could smell the appealing aroma of rich espresso with cinnamon he had enjoyed recently. It was her own favorite after work pick-me-up.  I hope you enjoyed the snippet I posted for Elizabeth this week. I'm sure glad NaNo is over! Now I get more attention and lots and lots of hugs. My treats are on time again too. Yea! Don't forget to visit the other Weekend Writing Warriors and #SnippetSunday authors for more great reads!
 Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 11/26/16 and 09:00 AM on Sunday 11/27/16. Visit the other participants on the list and read, critique and comment on their 8sunday posts. Spread the word, share the love, warriors. Twitter hashtag #8sunday.  It's NaNoWriMo, and my very first time participating in it, so of course you will be getting excerpts from my WIP, a novella, Stolen Secrets! If you have been following Book II of my Illuminati series, The Tree of Life, you will know that I just introduced a minor character, Prince Mukhtar, who appears in both Book I, The Book of Life, and Book 11, of the Illuminati Series. He is also the hero of a Romance Fantasy Novella I am writing for NaNoWriMo, a little spinoff adventure! In it, Isis has sent him to retrieve a chalice to be used in a ceremony that will break the spell the jinni, Ornias (from my short horror story) has cast upon the Ring of Solomon, before their mortal enemy, Set, can get his hands on it. The heroine, Lady Isabella Valentine, has been hired to retrieve the same artifact from an anonymous benefactor, who has sent a helper, David Khoury, to assist her on the archaeological dig. Prince Mukhtar wishes to change her mind. Here’s a bit from where I left off last week . . . (*Note: It's NaNo, so may be a bit rough in spots.)  He made no move to accept it, but instead chuckled, a rich, deep timber that made her smile in response until he said, “Now you have not answered my question,” and she wished she had just shared an intimate joke so they could become better acquainted instead of parting company. “My services are already engaged, which is why I am not at liberty to say,” she said softly, lifting her hand and waving the sketch at him. He reached out to take the paper, but instead of accepting it, he clasped her hand and cradled it within his own. Something flickered in his eyes. Disappointment? Annoyance?  I hope you liked the snippet I posted for Elizabeth this week while she's busy with NaNo! She gave me a chewy to play with and it even squeaks, so she can do whatever she wants as far as I'm concerned. I love toys! Be sure to visit the other fine Weekend Writing Warriors and #Snippet Sunday Authors for more great reads!
 Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 11/19/16 and 09:00 AM on Sunday 11/20/16. Visit the other participants on the list and read, critique and comment on their 8sunday posts. Spread the word, share the love, warriors. Twitter hashtag #8sunday.  It's NaNoWriMo, and my very first time participating in it, so of course you will be getting excerpts from my WIP, a novella, Stolen Secrets! If you have been following Book II of my Illuminati series, The Tree of Life, you will know that I just introduced a minor character, Prince Mukhtar, who appears in both Book I, The Book of Life, and Book 11, of the Illuminati Series. He is also the hero of a Romance Fantasy Novella I am writing for NaNoWriMo, a little spinoff adventure! In it, Isis has sent him to retrieve a chalice to be used in a ceremony that will break the spell the jinni, Ornias (from my short horror story) has cast upon the Ring of Solomon, before their mortal enemy, Set, can get his hands on it. The heroine, Lady Isabella Valentine, has been hired to retrieve the same artifact from an anonymous benefactor, who has sent a helper, David Khoury, to assist her on the archaeological dig. Prince Mukhtar wishes to change hr mind. Here’s a bit from where I left off last week . . . (*Note: It's NaNo, so may be a bit rough in spots.)  She took the drawing, happy to distract herself from the intensity of his stare, the penetrating azure gaze that both took her breath away and made her want to gasp in gulps of air to fuel the manic beating of her heart at his nearness. Then, recognition made her take in a slow, deep breath, as she willed herself to remain outwardly calm. She looked up and said, “May I ask why you are seeking this?” “So you are familiar with the piece,” he said as fact and not a question, and the small smile he bestowed upon her matched the warmth in his voice as if she had just passed some test at which he had hoped she would excel. “Yes, of course. Most in my field would recognize The Chalice of Isis. But you didn’t answer my question,” she persisted. “I have a buyer with bottomless pockets, of course. And do you know where it is located?” he asked, small dimples appearing in his cheeks. “I’m afraid I can’t help you,” Isabella said, handing him back the sketch.  I hope you liked the snippet I posted for Elizabeth this week while she's busy with NaNo! She gave me popcorn, so she can do whatever she wants as far as I'm concerned. I love popcorn! Be sure to visit the other fine Weekend Writing Warriors and #Snippet Sunday Authors for more great reads!
 Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 11/12/16 and 09:00 AM on Sunday 11/13/16. Visit the other participants on the list and read, critique and comment on their 8sunday posts. Spread the word, share the love, warriors. Twitter hashtag #8sunday.  It's NaNoWriMo, and my very first time participating in it, so of course you will be getting excerpts from my WIP, a novella, Stolen Secrets! If you have been following Book II of my Illuminati series, The Tree of Life, you will know that I just introduced a minor character, Prince Mukhtar, who appears in both Book I, The Book of Life, and Book 11, of the Illuminati Series. He is also the hero of a Romance Fantasy Novella I am writing for NaNoWriMo, a little spinoff adventure! In it, Isis has sent him to retrieve a chalice to be used in a ceremony that will break the spell the jinni, Ornias (from my short horror story) has cast upon the Ring of Solomon, before their mortal enemy, Set, can get his hands on it. The heroine, Lady Isabella Valentine, has been hired to retrieve the same artifact from an anonymous benefactor, who has sent a helper, David Khoury, to assist her on the archaeological dig. Here’s a bit from where I left off last week . . . (*Note: It's NaNo, so may be a bit rough in spots.)  “W-what?” She glanced toward the door and noted two more Bedouins, standing sentry on either side of the entryway. More, she knew, would be outside, no doubt tending to the beautiful black stallion of Prince Mukhtar, eldest son and heir of Sheikh Abdul Kummel al-Rahman, Leader of the Hassana. The gold agal of his kuffiyah might as well have been a crown, but the entourage he traveled with assured his identity could not be mistaken. “Forgive me, Lady Valentine,” he replied, this time in flawless English. “Allow me to introduce myself.” She held up her hand, and said, “No need for that, Prince Mukhtar. Everyone in Cairo knows who you are. But please do explain what you are talking about.” He bowed his head politely, and took a step closer. Looking down at her, he said softly, “Of course, My Lady, with pleasure; I wish to procure your services as an archaeologist. I seek this,” he said, pulling a drawing from somewhere within his robe and extending it toward her.  I hope you enjoyed the snippet I posted for Elizabeth this week as she is crazy busy with something called NaNo. It isn't something you can eat. I figured that much out, as I had to remind her twice that it was time for my snack! Harumph! Please don't forget to visit the other Weekend Writing Warriors and #SnippetSunday authors for some great reads!
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