Dreams and Vibes: Her Story Inspiration

My guest post on fellow author, Rebecca Neely, where I’m talking about my present work-in-progress, supernatural suspense CIVIL HEARTS.
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Please make welcome Claire Gem, author of paranormal romance. Today, she’s sharing her inspiration for an upcoming story, CIVIL HEARTS, and you may be surprised to find out how the idea came to her…

Thank you, Rebecca, for hosting me today!

I’m taking advantage of the inspiration of November, National Novel Writing Month, to work on my upcoming supernatural suspense, CIVIL HEARTS. This one takes place in a haunted plantation home in a fictitious town in rural western Alabama. I’m proud today to share with all of Rebecca’s readers a little about the story-in-progress . . .

The inspiration for this book came from an actual experience in my past. Years ago, we were considering a move to Alabama. We toured an old Antebellum home on a lovely piece of land in a tiny town that was, literally, in the middle of nowhere. It had been empty a long…

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Sun Storm (The Gathering Storm Book 1) Marlow Kelly #BookHugs #RomanticSuspense

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Can a cynical soldier and a naive scientist learn about love and trust

in order to survive?

Welcome Marlow Kelly to share with us her new release, Sun Storm for the Ghost #BookHugs Blog Exchange!

Sun Storm

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 Blurb

 Dr. Marie Wilson is a scientist on the verge of a breakthrough. She has come to Montana on the eve of a blizzard to prove her small, portable solar panel can generate electricity even in the harshest environment. But when four men invade her remote cabin with plans to kill her, she knows she’s in trouble.

 

Ex-Special Forces soldier, David Quinn, has had enough of danger and death. All he wants is to be left alone on his Montana acreage to pursue his dream of being a beekeeper. But when his old mentor convinces him to help retrieve a stolen solar panel, he thinks it will be a simple job. But the moment he sets eyes on Marie, he knows their assignment is all kinds of wrong.

Together, they escape. Chased by a businessman with unlimited resources, a gunman and a corrupt police force, they are thrust into the frozen Montana landscape. Can a cynical soldier and a naive scientist learn about love and trust in order to survive?

Excerpt: 

A crack of splintering wood and the door crashed open. Marie jumped to her feet, her heart pounding. A scream lodged in her throat as four men burst in, filling the tiny space. She raced to the fireplace and grabbed the poker.

A handsome blond-haired man led the way. He was so good looking he could be an actor. He had a square jaw and wore a well-tailored leather jacket. Even his fair hair was perfectly trimmed. Two burly men followed, both with dark, short-cropped hair. They could be twins. Their thick bodies and the way they swung their arms reminded her of a pair of gorillas. They also had the same flattened nose and malicious, small, dark eyes. They moved to the back of the room near the sink. The last man had unkempt, long, sandy-colored hair. He wore a crumpled, hooded camouflage jacket and baggy gray pants. A long scar ran across one side of his face, starting at his ear and running through his beard, parting it with a jagged white line. He didn’t say a word. He simply nodded at the poker in her hand and shook his head, silently telling her to drop her weapon.

Sensing that any attempt to fight him would be futile, she let it fall to the ground. “You can take the money. I don’t have—”

“Shut up,” the handsome blond barked. A vein on his forehead bulged as he scowled.

Her heart hammered against her ribs. She prayed they would take what they wanted and leave.

Handsome stepped in front of her and placed the barrel of his handgun between her eyes. “Tell us where it is.”

“What are you doing?” The man with the scar strolled over and stood next to her. In her peripheral vision, she could make out his intense, pale, lifeless eyes.

He leaned close to her face so his warm breath touched her cheek. “This is all wrong.”

A small squeal emanated from her throat. He was too close. Too scary. Killer. The word rang through her mind. The scar, those dead eyes, and his demeanor gave the impression of a lethal, terrifying man.

“What do you mean? Our intel is good.” The vein on Handsome’s forehead throbbed to life.

With one finger, Killer nudged the pistol away from her head. “First, how can she tell us where it is when she’s too frightened to talk?”

Handsome shrugged, revealing a smile with perfect white teeth.

Marie released a huge breath. She needed to do something, but couldn’t focus, couldn’t form a coherent thought.

“Second,” Killer continued, “what do we really know about this situation?”

Handsome sneered. “You were in the army. You know how it is. We don’t make the decisions. We follow orders.”

“And what exactly are our orders?” Killer asked, his voice low and calm.

“We’re to retrieve what was stolen and eliminate the girl.”

There had to be a misunderstanding. She was a scientist, not someone who needed to be eliminated.

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About Marlow

 After being thrown out of England for refusing to drink tea, Marlow Kelly made her way to Canada where she found love, a home and a pug named Max. She also discovered her love of storytelling. Encouraged by her husband, children and let’s not forget Max, she started putting her ideas to paper. Her need to write about strong women in crisis drives her stories.
Marlow is an award-winning author, and a member of the Romance Writers of America.

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Hugs are powerful. Receiving a hug can give you the strength to continue, but giving one will make you happy. 

Here is the full buy link in case the hyperlink doesn’t work. 

Amazon Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07466K711

Thanks for being my guest today, Marlow!

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Claire Gem writes contemporary romance, women’s fiction, and supernatural suspense. Her award-winning novels bridge the gap between genre and literary fiction. These ain’t your mama’s Harlequin romances!

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You can find out more about her work at her website or her Amazon Author Page.

Welcome Carol Preflatish with her new #Contemporary #Romance!

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“Her Bluegrass Beau” is author Carol Preflatish’s seventh romance novel and her favorite one so far. “I like to write about locations that I’m familiar with and while I’m not from Kentucky, it’s one of my favorite places to visit.”

“Her Bluegrass Beau” is about Karri Taylor needing to get out of California and away from her ex-boyfriend. She couldn’t think of a better time to visit the Kentucky farm she inherited from her great-aunt.

Jake Duncan is the definition of a perfect southern gentleman and it doesn’t take long for Karri take an interest. From helping him nurse his sick horse back to health to meeting the neighbors, she develops an affection for both Jake and the many attributes of the Bluegrass State.

Her plan was to sell the farm and head back home, But, when a blizzard hits, the plan changes. She’s stranded at the farmhouse until Jake comes to the rescue. With the lack of enough food and discovering the generator stolen, the only thing she can do is accept Jake’s offer to stay with him until power is restored.

During her time with Jake, she learns that a big company is trying to buy all the farms in the area, against the wishes of the neighbors. She’s torn between selling her farm and going back home where she owns a business or stay in Kentucky and start all over with Jake by her side.

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Bio:

Carol Preflatish lives in southern Indiana and shares a log cabin with her husband and two cats in what seems like an enchanted forest with a menagerie of wildlife constantly visiting. A few little-known facts about Carol are that she’s a licensed amateur radio operator, has a degree in Physical Education, and is a collector of golf balls, shot glasses, and coins. Carol is a member of the Sisters in Crime organization and Kentuckiana Authors.

 

And now, an exciting excerpt from Her Bluegrass Beau!

The next morning, she woke up thinking she heard a noise. There it was again. Someone was pounding on the front door. Still dark outside, she looked at her watch that showed seven o’clock local time. She quickly got out of bed, grabbed her robe and headed down the stairs to the door. Before opening it, she looked around for something to protect herself. She spotted an umbrella behind the door and picked it up. It would have to do.

She turned the porch light on and moved the curtain on the door aside to see who was waking her up at such an early hour. It was four a.m. in California.

Standing on the other side of the door was Jake, the neighbor she met last night. “Good morning,” his frosty breath floated upward as he spoke.

“What do you want?” she said, still not opening the door.

“I brought you some coffee and biscuits with sorghum. Can I come in? It’s kind of cold out here.”

Karri looked up at the big round thermometer that hung from the porch roof and saw the temperature was nineteen degrees. The thought of that hot coffee sounded too good to pass up, especially since her bare feet were freezing. She opened the door to let Jake inside and pulled her light robe around her. She shivered when the cold air hit her skin.

“Thanks. The cold was beginning to make it through my clothes.” He immediately started walking toward the kitchen. He held a thermos in one hand and a pie tin with aluminum foil over.

More rudeness, she thought. She put the umbrella back and followed him to the kitchen.

“I figured you didn’t have any food here and would be hungry for breakfast. I fixed me some biscuits this morning and thought I’d bring some back to you.” He turned on the oven and uncovered the pie tin of biscuits. From one coat pocket, he sat a glass jar of brown syrupy looking substance on the table and then from the other pocket, he took out a small piece of aluminum foil. When he unfolded it, she saw it had butter inside.

“You think of everything, don’t you?”

“I try. Why don’t get a couple plates and coffee cups for us. I only brought some sugar, I hope you don’t use cream?” He took a plastic zipper bag of sugar out of the same pocket that had held the butter.

“Sugar is fine.” She went to the cabinet and got some plates and cups. After rinsing and drying them, she brought them to the table. Jake got silverware from one of the drawers and placed them on the table.

He sure knows his way around this kitchen, she thought. As he poured her a cup of coffee, she thought she might be salivating. She added two sugars to her cup and took a long drink before sitting down.

Buy Links:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/2gxSzii

Barnes & Noble:  http://bit.ly/2y34M9M

Social Media:

Web site: http://CarolPre.com

Blog: http://www.CarolPre.blogspot.com

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/AuthorCarolPre

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/CarolPreflatish

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/carol_pre/

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4957220.Carol_Preflatish

Thanks for visiting my blog, today, Carol, and best of luck with your new release!

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Claire Gem writes contemporary romance, romantic women’s fiction, & supernatural suspense. Visit her at her Website or her Amazon Author Page.

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