#SweetSat Sample - 26/01/2013 - Australia Day

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Here's a little teaser from "Innocent Tears",
set in Melbourne / Australia.

 

 

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“Would you like to see a photo of my mum?”

Emma tilted her head to the side. “I’d love to.”

Nadine hopped off the chair and as quickly as she had previously retrieved her bag with dolls out of the other room, she returned with a framed photo. “That’s Mum and me on my birthday. I’m six!” Nadine beamed.

“She’s beautiful.”

“Grandma says she’s in heaven, but I know she’s with the rainbow fairies now.”

Emma smiled at that thought. “That’s the fairy with the boy who didn’t want to grow up, isn’t it?”

Nadine’s eyes opened wide. “No! That’s a tinker. Mum is now up in a rainbow and creates the beautiful colours in the sky.”

The girl held onto the frame tight, and it caused Emma’s chest to squeeze as she thought of her own mother.

“How long are you staying here in Melbourne, Naddie?”

“Don’t know.” And while slowly taking the photo back into the other room, she whispered more to herself than Emma, “I probably won’t go back home again.” She stopped in the door way and wiped her face with the back of her hand. “I miss her so much,” she added quietly.

 

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Sweet Saturday Sample - 24/11/2012

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I hope you enjoy this week's little sample from my current book "Innocent Tears".



With her child-sized suitcase and doll in arm, Nadine looked even smaller and frailer than the previous day. The lines of Flynn’s mouth tightened a fraction more as he spotted the little girl. Good grief, he was nervous. With only a few long steps he walked over to Teresa, William and Nadine. Like the day before, he kneeled down
and looked into his daughter’s eyes. “Hello, Miss Muffin. It seems we’re going to spend some time together.”
He noticed Nadine’s nod only came hesitantly. Her eyes did not reflect the warmth he had seen the previous day when William had held her in his arms.
He pointed to her suitcase. “Is this yours?”
She nodded again and then looked to William. “Grandpa?” she whispered.
William picked her up and gave her a massive hug. “You’ll be fine, love. And remember, Grandma and Grandpa love you very much.”
Nadine hung onto him even tighter, and that nearly broke Flynn’s heart.



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#SweetSat Sample - 16/11/2012

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“Flynn? Flynn!”

He dipped his head and shook it regretfully. “Yes, Mum, I’m still here.” He paused for a moment and then continued. ”Sarah’s parents came for a visit.”

The surprise was obvious by the moment of quiet. “Teresa and William?” she asked in disbelief, her voice an octave higher than usual.

His hand was holding the bottle of beer next to him like his life depended on it. “Mum, I’ve got a young daughter.”

Silence.

“Flynn, have you been drinking?”

“Mum, I’m serious as serious could be. Remember Sarah not wanting to live in Melbourne, and then saying she had someone else in her life?”

He heard her sigh. “How can I forget? I don’t think I’d ever seen you so upset and depressed.”

“Well…” He took a deep breath. “That someone was a baby. I’ve got a little girl, Mum.”

More silence. His mouth curved into a grin when he heard his mother whisper to his father, “Get me a stiff drink, Carl. We’ve just become grandparents.”

She lifted her hand off the receiver and rattled out questions. “How old is she? What’s her name?”

The grin disappeared and he rubbed his face. “Six, and Nadine,” he murmured.

Jenny screamed into the phone. “Si-i-i-ix?”

Flynn almost dropped the bottle. “Good grief, Mum. Keep it down.”

He heard her sipping her drink – whatever it was. “How am I supposed to keep it down? Flynn, why on earth… why the… Teresa and William… and where’s Sarah–“

“Mum!”

Silence.

“Jenny Rose McCormack.”

She sighed. “Yes?”

“Ask Dad for a glass of water.”

“Oh my goodness gracious, Flynn.” He heard her holding her hand over the phone. “Carl, he says I need a glass of water.”

Flynn shook his head. Carl wanted to talk to his son as well – of course, because so far he was just serving her with drinks and listening to outbursts of disbelief and questions. “Not now… in a minute… It’s my turn”

“Mum?”

“Your father is a bit of a pain here.”

“Mum?” he said more firmly.

“Yes?” she replied flustered.

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#SweetSat Sample - 06/10/2012

Welcome back To Sweet Saturday Sample!

Here's a little teaser from my recently released story "Innocent Tears".

 

Enjoy :-)

 

 

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He sat next to her and she stiffened, her hand tightening around her wine glass. Biting her lip, she slowly moved her head towards him. Mistake! Big mistake. When their eyes met, he smiled a deviously handsome smile and the silence in the room echoed in her ears.

As he took a deep breath, he placed his glass onto the table next to the sofa. “I’d better not keep you up too long then,” he said as he turned back to her. “Thanks again for having Nadine.” He smiled.

She was still biting her lip.

With an arched eyebrow he said quietly, “Sweetheart, lips are there to be kissed. Not to bite on them until they bleed.”

Emma placed her fingers on her lips instantly, and then she blushed. Good grief. She was about to turn her head away from him, when he slowly brushed away a strand of her hair. Flynn took her fingers into his hand and cupped her chin with his other hand. He hesitated for a moment before he leaned forward to touch her lips with his. His touch sparked shivers down her spine as his fingers traced along her jaw line. Emma’s hands moved to his flat chest to gently push him away, but when she sensed his hands exploring the hollows of her back, she just closed her eyes and kissed back. Mixed sensations rushed through Emma’s body, and she slowly relaxed next to him and sunk into his cushioning embrace.

 

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#SweetSat Sample - 14/07/12

I've made it!!!

Sorry I haven't been part of Sweet Saturday Sample for the last few weeks, but life's been busy with two girls at home on their term break. But I'm loving it! :-)

This is another sample from my first book "Sweet Dreams, Miss England"

          Nicky had just come out of the shower when Daniel knocked at the door. She opened the door slightly and saw him smiling at her, with a towel her only cover. Then her mobile rang and she went back into the room. It was Shane, but she chose not to answer it. When she turned around, Daniel had already stepped into the room with her.

          “My timing seems to be just perfect,” he said with a big grin. Nicky rolled her eyes at him.

          “Okay – just a quick question. I just talked to Sash. Vonnie, her family, Erin, her little princess and Alex are camping down near Cork for a few days and are wondering whether we would like to join them on the way home. Sash could bring all the stuff,” Daniel told her.

          “You’re kidding me, aren’t you?” Nicky was slightly baffled. “Camping?” Her eyes grew big.

          Daniel moved closer. “Don’t tell me you’ve never been camping.” He smiled.

          “You don’t expect me to sleep in a tent, on a mattress out there with all sorts of crawling little bugs,” Nicky sighed.

          “Miss England, it’ll be great. I promise. You’ll camp with me and Sash in the tent and you’ll be fine. Come on.”

          She thought about it and looked into his begging eyes.

           “You owe me big time for this, Mr. Callaghan!” She quickly adjusted the towel that was in danger of slipping.

          He donned a smile of anticipation, took her face into his hand and softly touched his lips to hers.

          “They say nothing beats sitting by the campfire under the stars.” He looked into her blue eyes before brushing her lips with his again.

          “You’re taking advantage of the situation here, Mr. Callaghan,” Nicky said softly.

          He smiled conspiringly. “Shh,” he whispered into her ear and took her hands off the towel. He kissed her gently as he laid her down on the bed. Nicky closed her eyes in pure happiness as he caressed her body softly with his lips. It was an overwhelming sensation that made her give into her feelings.

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#SweetSat Sample - 23/06/12

This is another sample from my first book "Sweet Dreams, Miss England"

Nicky is my main character. She lives in London with her two young girls. She's just made friends with two Irish women (Siobhan & Erin) who are now in London to enjoy the sights with two of their friends (Daniel & Sasha)

On the way she saw a clock and decided that it was time to go home. She didn‘t like driving in the dark but, more importantly, she still had to get to her car using the underground, a rather unappealing thought and she was slightly annoyed for not having thought about that earlier.
On her way back to the group she bumped into Daniel when she was casually brushing off some crumbs from the chips she had been nibbling.

"You‘re making a habit out of this, Miss England," he said."It‘s not really my fault that you have a tendency to always be in my way, Mr. Callaghan."
Daniel laughingly shook his head. "By the way, thanks for a great day!"
"I don‘t believe that one bit. Going shopping all day must be a man‘s worst nightmare."
"I have a feeling it was for you as well. You don‘t come across as a big shopper. So thanks!"
Nicky blushed, but tried to cover it up by brushing the rest of the crumbs off her shirt. She felt his finger under her chin. He lifted it up gently and moved forward towards her. She heard his quiet words, "I could go shopping every day with a guide like you," and then he gently kissed her lips. Nicky‘s heart raced but instead of pulling away she opened her lips under his, inviting him to move ahead. For a very brief moment the world around her didn‘t exist and she was overwhelmed with a rush of emotions.

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#SweetSat Sample - 16/06/12

This is a sample from my first book "Sweet Dreams, Miss England"

Nicky is my main character. She lives in London with two young girls. She's just made friends with two Irish women who are now in London to enjoy the sights with two of their -male- friends.


“Yes, that’s my husband.”
Daniel raised his eyebrows. “I had no idea, honestly. So he’s in the States and you’re living here with your kids?”
“Yes.”
“Do you still love him?”
Nicky hesitated. She was quite tempted to give him an honest answer, an answer she thought he deserved, but she had no idea where he was going with this questioning, so she lapsed back to her old self and put up her safety wall.
“This is none of your business.” Nicky was about to stand up when he took hold of her hand and held her back.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I am really sorry,” he said.

She looked at him and knew he was sincere with his apology. “Sorry, Daniel. People have been digging into my private life for such a long time and so often, purely for gossip and financial reasons, it has become very difficult to trust people.”
Nicky sensed Daniel’s look on her. She was expecting him to comment on what had just been said, but he remained silent. It was an odd feeling, a feeling as though he was about to take her in his arms, but the moment soon passed. She was relieved, because the friendship and the trust that came with it were still too new. He was still holding her hand, though, and Nicky made no attempts to take it away. She liked to feel his gentle hands on hers.
“Love is such a big word,” she said. “People just use the word, without even thinking what it actually means. Most of us don’t even know what it means, until we’ve found our true love. ”
“My grandfather always says: ‘you know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.’”
Nicky smiled at the sentiment. “I think I might like your grandfather.” She was well aware of the fact that Daniel had caused her many sleepless nights over the last few weeks.

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Sweet Saturday Sample - 02/06/2012

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I hope you enjoy this week's little sample from my current book "Journey to Her Dreams".

Jeremy checked out the room. It had a touch of organised chaos to it, with magazines in one corner of the couch and the other side swamped with laundry. The single seater seemed to have all the mail on it, nicely sorted with little sticky notes, which, as he noticed on coming closer, had the due dates written on them. Jeremy choked back a smile and went over to the shelf. He was surprised by the variety of books and magazines. A lot of them were advertising related, but he also found a few books by Ruth Rendell, P.D. James, Caroline Graham and, as it seemed, the entire collection of the

Midsomer Murders series. There were also Dan Brown’s books, a few John Grishams and even Cecelia Ahern. What a mix. He found some photos amongst all the books as well. He laughed when he noted a photo of Hollie and Alex in school uniform. A photo sitting in the back corner caught his eye, and he thought he recognised a younger Murray, and assumed the woman by his side was Hollie’s mother.

“That’s my Mum,” Hollie said, all of a sudden by his side.

“She was beautiful,” he commented.

Hollie took the frame in her hand. “Yes, she was,” she whispered. Jeremy stared at her.

“Anyway,” she said, “let’s do the impossible and finish this application.”

Jeremy watched her as she carefully placed the frame back onto the shelf, in the back corner. “Why are you hiding it?”

“Hiding what?”

He nodded towards the shelf. “Your mum’s photo.”

She frowned as she protested. “I’m not hiding it.”

“Yes, you are.”

Hands on hips she met his gaze. “Excuse me, so you have a diploma in psychology, too? I’m not hiding it. I place it at the back. I have a tendency to feel guilty that my mum had to die so I could live. I merely place it in a spot where she’s close to me, but not always in my sight.”

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Sweet Saturday Sample 26/05/2012

Last week's snippet was all about Hollie's dream, which triggers quite a chain of events. Read in this week's sample about Hollie's second time she meets Jeremy.

“What?” Jeremy said with a frown.

Hollie shrugged her shoulders. “You said I’m different from the girls you’ve met before. Well, how am I different?”

Jeremy turned his head to check whether anybody was listening to this conversation, but everybody else seemed busy either playing around in the pool or standing by the barbecues. Even Alex seemed unaware of their conversation. “Just different, you know.”

“Here’s the thing. Obviously I don’t know, otherwise I wouldn’t be asking, right? I thought I was pretty normal, the average kind of Tassie girl. Now here you are saying I’m different.”

Jeremy pinched the bridge of his nose. Out of all the women in Launceston he had to meet the one standing in front of him. Yes, out of all the pretty ones, it was her eyes, the twinkle in her eyes, that made his heart beat faster and his knees go weak. Different and difficult as well, he thought. But kind of cute difficult. He wanted, no he needed, to get his wording right, so it took a while for him to answer. He gazed at her blue eyes and studied her. His answer seemed significant to Hollie.

“First of all, you have an incredibly curious nature,” he said with a wry smile. Worried she would interrupt him with yet another question, his eyes clung to hers. Yet instead of looking into glaring eyes previously hard and filled with dislike, he was now facing a beautiful smile. And he loved what he was seeing. How on earth did he miss this beautiful smile the other day? Why did he only concentrate on her appearance? Why didn’t he listen to what she had said? He loved her smile, and knew he had to work hard on this one now, because all of a sudden there was nothing more he

wanted but to get to know her better. So he went with honesty.

“You’re different because all the other girls I’ve met so far were more interested in the money I earn, the social life that comes with my job and, you know,” he paused and went on with a demure smile, ”…Sex. Instead of me or my personality.”

Instantly a blush stained Hollie’s cheeks and she stared blankly at him with her mouth open.

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This is my premiere with Sweet Saturday Sample. Thanks to Gunnar to let me be part of such a talented group of authors.

My first sample is from "Journey to Her Dreams" - Hollie's dream, which triggers quite a chain of events.

“Please don’t,” she begged as her body was trembling, almost shaking. She stared blindly at the windows, trying hard not to sob, as her throat tightened with each of his touches.

“Come on. Don’t be like that,” he replied moving his lips past her ear and down her neck. His hand slid down her body and under her shirt.

“Please stop. I’m awfully tired.”

He stared at her and his mouth twitched. “Sweetheart, you’re always tired.”

Her efforts to push him away were ineffective. His tight grip around her waist didn’t give her much room to move out of his arms. She was helpless, as the more she denied him, it seemed the more relentless he became. She felt his hand in her hair at the back of her neck and he moved

his head closer to hers. It sent shivers down her spine.

“I love you, sweetheart,” he said under his breath.

She could barely speak and her words sounded throaty. “Please,” she whispered, nearly sobbing. “Please don’t.”

He lowered his head, and she assumed that he would whisper something in her ear. She knew she was fighting in vain when he trailed caressing kisses along her neck with his mouth; he wouldn’t listen. With his body against hers, his breathing against her neck became heavier and stronger. Turning her head away from him, she closed her eyes and did her best to ignore the pain with each movement. When she heard him under the shower, she slowly went into the guest room down the hallway, took a little teddy bear out of the bottom drawer in the cupboard, and sat on the bed. She cradled her friend as the tears streamed down her face. Please, someone help me, please, she sobbed. Please, someone.

She heard him coming towards the room, and quickly wiped her face with a tissue and carefully placed her little teddy bear back into the rear of the drawer underneath her pink and yellow baby blanket.

“How about I prepare us a nice dinner?” he asked with contentment.

Her faint smile held a touch of sadness and pain. It was just as painful on her lips as what had just happened between them. Yet still she smiled. “Sounds good,” was all she was able to whisper.

Hollie woke up in a sweat – as usual. Her breathing was deep and fast as she cried and her body ached. What was this? Why did she keep dreaming of this woman? 

And who on earth was she? Hollie fell back onto her pillow. These dreams were draining her to the point where she couldn’t think straight anymore due to lack of a decent sleep.

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