Rendezvous with Destiny #WeWriWa Snippet 2/22/15

Oh boy, was I a bad blog hopper last week. My internet was having fits. I had every intention of catching up during the week, but the deep freeze meant I spent a great spent most of my time in the barn or curled up in front of the furnace. Hopefully this week everything will according to plan and everything will be smooth sailing.

This week I'm posting from my newly published novella, Rendezvous with Destiny. It just so happens that I'm running a FREE PROMOTION today and tomorrow, so if you like the snippet, feel free to download Rendezvous to your Kindle after you've spent a little time checking out the talented group of authors taking part in this week's WeWriWa blog hop.

Now, without further ado ...

Waves of ice cold shock swept over Theo.

Mrs. Dietrich, the woman who fed him chocolate cookies every time she pulled a sliver from his finger, the woman who’d tended him through every sickness and illness he’d had, the woman he loved as much as his own mother: a war spy and traitor.

Impossible!

“You think your mom is a spy?” He said the words slowly, not quite believing they came from his mouth. “For Germany? That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”

            “Is it?"

Rendezvous with Destiny #WeWriWa post for 2/1/15

Hi,

I hope everyone survived the blast of miserable weather last week. I got lucky. Everything went south of me and my little corner of Michigan was cold, but sunny.

I'm posting another snippet from my soon to be released, YA WWII, rural romance novella, Rendezvous with Destiny. It's a story about friendship, changes, and secrets. 

Don't forget to check out the authors who are participating in this week's WeWriWa blog hop! You'll be glad you did. It's a talented and diverse bunch!

I hope my snippet is 8 sentences. The first few times I counted, I got a funny number, which I'm hoping was nothing more than a temporary brain snafu!

Rosika bit her lip and looked across the truck’s hood at Felicia who was pressed so tightly against Theo’s side, a mosquito caught between their bodies would suffocate. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and he seemed engrossed by whatever she was whispering in his ear.

They looked good together.

The realization caused something sharp and unfamiliar jolted through Rosika. A hollow sensation filled her stomach. Her fingers curled into fists, her nails digging into her palms. A strange urge to rip off her shoe and drive the heel through someone’s eye swept over her.

She just needed to decide whose eye to exact revenge upon first.

  


I'm currently giving away three paperback copies of Rendezvous with Destiny via GoodReads. Feel free to sign up! 

January 24 WeWriWa Post-Rendezvous with Destiny

Hi all!

This week I'm using the throw a dart method of choosing a snippet from my upcoming release, Rendezvous with Destiny. This is a WWII, friends to lovers, rural romance novella that will be released in just a few weeks.

Don't forget to check out the authors who are participating in this week's WeWriWa blog hop! You'll be glad you did. It's a talented and diverse bunch!

Rosika couldn’t explain the sense of foreboding she felt wrap around her throat when she watched Felicia climbed onto the makeshift table and launched into ringmaster mode.

She never should have agreed to come to this stupid party. She wished she’d talked Theo into doing something, anything else.

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. Her mother’s no nonsense voice echoed in her mind. She was here now, there wasn’t any point in thinking about what might have been.

           Felicia paced the length of the plank table, weaving around the flotsam of dishes. Her heel banged against a large wooden spoon, sending it and the bowl of mashed potatoes it had been in  flying towards a small cluster of people who scattered before it struck them.

I'm currently giving away three paperback copies of Rendezvous with Destiny via GoodReads. Feel free to sign up!