Saturday, August 30, 2014

Sarah Hegger's Newest Release : "Sweet Bea"




Hello! Today, I am sharing information on the newest book by Sarah Hegger, which is due to be released on September 1, 2014.  This book, titled Sweet Bea, is the first book in Sarah’s Sir Arthur Legacy Series.

The following is an excerpt from that novel. I hope that you enjoy it.
 
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Time to be wooed. Wooed with honeyed words and sweeter touches. Delightful tingles spread to Beatrice’s fingertips, rushed back again, and pooled in her stomach.

Spring filled the air with scents of new grass and wildflowers. The sun beamed from a cloudless arc of blue above her. Birdsong serenaded her, as cornflowers merrily bobbed beside the path. Even the insects buzzed encouragement. Only one thing was missing.

Garrett.

She dare not tarry much longer. Someone from the keep would soon come looking for her. Beatrice shifted her basket to the other arm and investigated a patch of what might be vervain. From the keep, anyone would see her picking wildflowers. Just as she intended.

A footpath disappeared between the dense green beech thickets. It crossed a small stream before meandering through the trees and down to the village below. Was he still down in the village? She tried to picture what he’d be doing. Working at the forge, perhaps?

She gave up on the plant and straightened. She wouldn’t know vervain from, well, anything. Opposite the village, a path shot straight as an arrow through the meadow toward the castle. For certain, Garrett wouldn’t come from that direction. Perhaps he wasn’t coming at all. He’d made her no promises. There was no understanding between them. But, she dearly hoped all the same.

Hoping, however, didn’t make him appear.

The sun blazed down harsh on her face and she’d freckle.

“Wish, wish, planted a feather and wished a bird would grow.” Nurse’s voice sang in her head. It was nonsense, pure and simple. Nonsense, like lingering alone on a path, pretending to pick wildflowers, whilst waiting for a man she barely knew to appear. A man with dark and mysterious eyes that whispered of secret places and forbidden pleasures. She was a goose. When she pictured the scene in her mind, it went thus. A beautiful maiden, garbed in her finest blue samite, engrossed in the gentle occupation of picking flowers by the roadside. The sun gleamed off her flaxen hair and brought roses to her alabaster cheek. Her slender form, bent like a reed to her feminine labors...

Roses be damned, she was sweating beneath her silk. It would leave stains on the fabric. She’d never hear the end of it from Nurse.

A soft whistle jolted her.

Her heart leapt.

There he stood, by the thicket.

Smiling to warm her from the inside, one shoulder propped against a tree, arms folded across his broad chest.

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Sweet Bea is now available through AMAZON and BARNES & NOBLE or pop along to KENSINGTON PUBLISHING for your favorite format.




 
About Sarah Hegger
 
Born British and raised in South Africa, Sarah Hegger suffers from an incurable case of wanderlust. Her match? A hot Canadian engineer, whose marriage proposal she accepted six short weeks after they first met. Together they’ve made homes in seven different cities across three different continents (and back again once or twice). If only it made her multilingual, but the best she can manage is idiosyncratic English, fluent Afrikaans, conversant Russian, pigeon Portuguese, even worse Zulu and enough French to get herself into trouble.

 Mimicking her globe-trotting adventures, Sarah’s career path began as a gainfully employed actress, drifted into public relations, settled a moment in advertising, and eventually took root in the fertile soil of her first love, writing. She also moonlights as a wife and mother.

She currently lives in Draper, Utah, with her teenage daughters, two Golden Retrievers and aforementioned husband. Part footloose buccaneer, part quixotic observer of life, Sarah’s restless heart is most content when reading or writing books.

She loves to hear from readers and you can find her at any of the places below.
 



 
Thank you for stopping by!
Warmly,
Mikki Cober


Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Romance Weekly Blog Chat for August 26, 2014



Do you like to read romance novels? Wouldn’t you like to know more about your favorite authors? Well, you came to the right place! Join the writers of Romance Weekly as we go behind the scenes of our books and tell all…… About our writing of course! Every Tuesday we’ll all answer the same questions and after you’ve enjoyed the blog on this site, we’ll direct you to another. So come back often for a thrilling ride. Tell your friends and feel free to ask us questions in the comment box.


Hi! Welcome back to another blog chat with Romance Writer’s Weekly. I’m sure that your visit to Kim Handysides was wonderful, http://kimhandysides.com  and that you learned a lot about her first awesome kiss.  Oh yes, that’s what we are writing about this week – giving you the scoop on our very first kiss.
Before we get started, think back. What was your first kiss like… be honest. Was it romantic and sexy? Or, was it awful and awkward? Mine was a little of all of the above. So, let me tell you about my first sweet kiss.

The year was 1969 and his name was Dave. I was a naive thirteen year old and he was, in my opinion, an awesome fifteen year old. Yes, it’s true. I was dating an older man. Wow! He was every thirteen-year-old girls dream. Blonde, blue eyed, and he had a nice build – for a fifteen year old, so let’s not get too crazy here. To continue, everything about him was so cool, even his glasses. They were latest in wire rims. Groovy, baby, can’t ya dig it?
Ahem, I digress.

Anyway, Dave was nice, funny, and that wonderful combination of bad boy sexy. We were sitting in my Uncle’s car, waiting, talking, when he put his arm around me. The next thing I knew he leaned in and gave me the softest kiss. At that moment, my brain stopped all function. It wasn’t until the kiss ended, that I realized I hadn’t closed my eyes, and that my own lips never responded. They had merely sat there on the lower half of my face in unmoving, dumbfounded, surprise.

After the shock wore off, and I realized that Dave had meant to kiss me, I got myself together. If there was another kiss coming, I was going to be ready. Within minutes, there was chance to redeem myself. Our lips met, I closed my eyes, and wow! Kissed him right back. It wasn’t steamy, but it was sweet and beautiful, and I’ve never forgotten it.
Enough about my first kiss experience. I invite you to jump over to Collette Cameron’s blog http://blueroseromance.com  and see what her first kiss was like. I bet it was incredible.
Thank you for stopping by, and I look forward to sharing something new with you on next week’s blog.

Warmly,
Mikki Cober

Monday, August 18, 2014

Romance Weekly Blog Chat for August 19, 2014

 

Do you like to read romance novels? Wouldn’t you like to know more about your favorite authors? Well, you came to the right place! Join the writers of Romance Weekly as we go behind the scenes of our books and tell all…… About our writing of course! Every Tuesday we’ll all answer the same questions and after you’ve enjoyed the blog on this site, we’ll direct you to another. So come back often for a thrilling ride. Tell your friends and feel free to ask us questions in the comment box.


Hello, and welcome to this weeks Blog Chat. I'm glad that you have a few minutes to stop by after visiting with Victoria Barbour on her website  http://victoriabarbour.com/blog  I'm sure what she had to write was amazing.

This weeks challenge was for everyone to create a piece of "flash fiction", not more than 150 words, using the words scarf, chocolate and candle. I decided to dig a little deeper into one of my secondary characters from my latest completed manuscript, "Trying for Par". Adara is a love interest of my hero Donovan, but she breaks his heart, and he is determined never to fall in love again... until he meets our heroine, Tiffany Jones. But, that's enough preamble.

Here is my 150 word flash fiction - I hope that you enjoy it.

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Adara wound the scarf around her head, and stepped out into a London fog that threatened to undo all of Philippe’s hard work. She waved farewell to her favorite hairdresser as he stood on the stoop, blowing a kiss. She laughed, and pulled her jacket collar tighter against the damp.
The fragrance of warm, melted chocolate sliced through the misty air, and she paused. Where was it coming from? Of course, that cute little pastry shop on the corner. Careful not to spear her new stiletto heels between the cobblestones, Adara picked her way across the street to admire the display of pastries. A glance toward the darkening sky confirmed that she had no time to stop and savor one of the éclairs.
As she hurried along the narrow alley, the gaslights planted along the street glittered like tiny candles, pricking the early evening gloom. She was now officially late.
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Again, thanks for stopping by. Please head on over to Kim Handysides website. I'm sure whatever she has to share will be fantastic.   http://kimhandysides.com

Warmly,
Mikki Cober

Monday, August 4, 2014

Romance Weekly Blog Chat for August 5, 2014



Do you like to read romance novels? Wouldn’t you like to know more about your favorite authors? Well, you came to the right place! Join the writers of Romance Weekly as we go behind the scenes of our books and tell all…… About our writing of course! Every Tuesday we’ll all answer the same questions and after you’ve enjoyed the blog on this site, we’ll direct you to another. So come back often for a thrilling ride. Tell your friends and feel free to ask us questions in the comment box.

 Hello! I hope that you had a great visit with Raine Balkera at her website http://rainswritingrealm.wordpress.com/

I welcome you to my web chat! In today’s chat we are all sharing our own 15-minute recipes. We all know how hard it is to find time to cook a good meal after a busy day of writing. Let’s face it, cold sandwiches and a can of soup can become very tiring.

I’d like to share a family recipe, passed down from my mother, that we make at our home when we want a quick meal. It takes a bit more than 15 minutes, but it’s easy and tastes great.

The Rada Family Recipe for Hamburgers in Mushroom Soup

Ingredients:
·       1 lb of hamburger (ground round is best to avoid a lot of grease and over shrinkage of the meat)
·       ½ cup of sliced onions
·       1 – 2 teaspoons Olive oil
·       1 can Cream of Mushroom Soup
·       1/2 cup water
·       Salt, pepper
·       Optional – Adobo (I love this product, it has a mix of wonderful spices in the jar)

Directions:
1.       Create 4 hamburger patties from meat, to create ¼ lb burgers. If you desire, you can make smaller burgers if you are using good quality meat, otherwise the burgers will shrink up.
2.       Sprinkle both sides with salt, pepper and Adobo if used.
3.       Set aside.
4.       Heat the olive oil in a non-stick frying pan over medium high heat and saut√© the sliced onions until soft but not burned
5.       Add the hamburgers and brown on both sides
6.       Empty the can of Cream of Mushroom Soup and stir, until the soup starts to heat, but not boil
7.       Lower the heat to medium low
8.       Add ½ cup water – (can use more if this seems to thick)
9.       Cover and simmer for about 15 minutes or until the hamburgers are cooked through.

We like to serve this with mashed potatoes because we love the sauce poured over the potatoes, but to save time, microwave 4 baking potatoes and you can pour the sauce over the sliced baked potatoes.
Add a green salad or a vegetable and you have a complete meal.

I hope that you enjoy! I know that we always have, and we are glad to share.

Before you leave, feel free to comment on anything you’ve read here – I look forward to hearing from you.
Now, please visit Carrie Elks at her wonderful website    http://carrieelks.com/blog/

Warmly,
Mikki Cober