I have a vivid imagination, so I can often picture my own (and other people's) writing like a movie. I also react strongly to visual writing prompts and images. So, for this week's Teaser Tuesday, here is a look at what you'll find in the contemporary romance novel that I have finished editing and submitted to a few beta readers - Kaleidoscope of Hopes.
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This is Nadia's outfit for the dinner party where she and her boss try to save the advertising firm. And this is the reaction:
If not for all the trepidation, she would have felt like a million dollars.
His next words shook her out of her memories. His hungry gaze made the blush and the tingling sensation inside her body intensify.
“In fact, you’re much too beautiful for all these people to ogle you. I would love to keep you all to myself.”
If not for all the trepidation, she would have felt like a million dollars.
His next words shook her out of her memories. His hungry gaze made the blush and the tingling sensation inside her body intensify.
“In fact, you’re much too beautiful for all these people to ogle you. I would love to keep you all to myself.”
This is a small present Nadia receives from Lucas under rather strange circumstances. And here's the reaction:
The simple elegance and playful beauty of it almost brought tears to her eyes. Or was it his meaningful gesture that made her worry she’d turn into a blubbering fool?
“I…I can’t accept any gifts from you.”
“Why not?”
She searched in vain for a reply that wouldn’t offend him. Because they weren’t friends or lovers? Because he was her boss in more than one way? Because accepting the gift meant acknowledging the tender bond forming between them? Because expectations might be connected to this? She couldn’t think straight with him so overwhelmingly close, and the pendent so perfect. When she remained silent, Lucas used his free hand to grab hers. He let the pendant slide into her palm, the touch of his fingers against hers setting her heart beat racing.
“Say thank you.”
His tone was half playful and half persuasive.
“Thank you.”
He let go of her hand, and her fingers curled around the dolphin. It felt heavy as lead and so hot it might burn a hole into her palm.
The simple elegance and playful beauty of it almost brought tears to her eyes. Or was it his meaningful gesture that made her worry she’d turn into a blubbering fool?
“I…I can’t accept any gifts from you.”
“Why not?”
She searched in vain for a reply that wouldn’t offend him. Because they weren’t friends or lovers? Because he was her boss in more than one way? Because accepting the gift meant acknowledging the tender bond forming between them? Because expectations might be connected to this? She couldn’t think straight with him so overwhelmingly close, and the pendent so perfect. When she remained silent, Lucas used his free hand to grab hers. He let the pendant slide into her palm, the touch of his fingers against hers setting her heart beat racing.
“Say thank you.”
His tone was half playful and half persuasive.
“Thank you.”
He let go of her hand, and her fingers curled around the dolphin. It felt heavy as lead and so hot it might burn a hole into her palm.
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