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A Perfect Getaway #MFRWhooks

 

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A Perfect Getaway by Lynn Chantale

Hoping to rekindle the sizzle in their marriage, Harmony Evans plans a romantic getaway. A secluded cabin at Juniper Lake resort is the perfect place to seduce his wife and if he can get in a little ghost hunting, even better.

Jade is more than happy to spend the weekend getting reacquainted with Harmony, without the ghosts, but when their cabin appears haunted and the spectral inhabitants shoves their belongings to the door, she figures it’s time to leave.

No one told them Juniper Lake had a sordid past complete with a serial killer and its own host of earthbound spirits. When the other guests begin to die, the best they can hope for is to survive the night. With a sadistic killer on the loose and bodies piling up, romance will take a backseat to murder.

Excerpt

The hair at the nape of her neck lifted and Jade paused in chopping the stalk of celery for soup. She had the sensation of someone standing behind her. Breath, warm and a little wet, fluttered her hair.

Floorboards creaked and something brushed her shoulder. She gripped the knife handle tighter and whirled, brandishing the blade in front of her.

Nothing.

Her heart raced and she sucked in a breath to steady her rapid pulse. She scanned the room. Nothing was in the area that she could see, but she felt something.

She’d have dismissed her feelings as ridiculous if strange things didn’t keep happening. Like this morning, her bathrobe had been draped at the foot of her bed, but she found the garment hanging neatly in the closet along with her husband’s and he hadn’t placed it there.

Crash!

She jumped. Someone was in the cabin with her. Her hands shook.

“Harmony?” Maybe he was playing a little trick on her. He knew she didn’t care for his hobby of ghost hunting, which was one reason they were in this little cabin tucked in the woods. The other reason was so they could spend time together. And he was off fishing or chasing a rabbit in the forest, while she was being...haunted.

With knife in hand she checked every room of the cabin, which didn’t take long. The cabin had open architecture, the living room flowed into the dining room and kitchen so she could stand in the living room and look into both rooms. The bedroom door stood open and if she leaned just so she could see into the bathroom. Nothing.

So why did she get the impression that someone was watching her?

She peered out of the corner of her eye, hoping to catch a glimpse of what wasn’t there. A flash of light. She whipped her head to the left. Nothing.

Snap. Thud. Fingers swept down the side of her cheek while muted laughter wafted through the air.

“This isn’t funny,” she said to the empty room.

Metal scraped against metal. She hit the light switch, plunging the room in darkness. Jade fastened her gaze on the doorknob and clutched the butcher knife to her chest. She backed away, feeling for the wall with her free hand. If she had to, she could jump out the bathroom window.

A rumble of thunder rolled overhead. And that was another thing, their romantic weekend was turning into a soggy nightmare. She just wanted to go home and leave this place to its spectral inhabitants, if it was indeed haunted.

Wind shook the windows, rattling the glass in the panes. She tensed and bit back a shriek as her back brushed the wall. The fibers of the rough hewn walls grabbed at her shirt in an attempt to hold her in place. Damn Harmony and his quest to find the supernatural. Now would be the perfect time for him to be around to tell her there was no such thing as spooks.

Click clack.

Her heart thudded against her ribs so loud she feared it would jump from her chest. This wasn’t the romantic weekend her husband promised her and now he wasn’t even here. Cursing the day Harmony ever brought her to this hellhole, she flexed her fingers.

The door wobbled. She sucked in a breath. Hinges creaked. Her back hit the wall.

Sweat slicked her palms. A shadow fell across the threshold.

She raised the knife.

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Cassie's Birthday Wish by Lynn Chantale

The capacity to love

Cassie's Birthday Wish by Lynn Chantale

 

Cassie loves Cole and cherishes her relationship with the sexy rancher, but her heart also yearns for, Seth, the ranch manager.

 

Cole has held Cassie’s heart for a very long time, and will do anything to keep her happy. But will a threesome with Seth be too much?  

Excerpt 

She shoved against his chest. “That is not a mouse.”

 

Seth squeezed by the couple and Cassie admired his naked torso. “In her defense, Cole, it’s a big, nasty rat.”
 
From her perch on the desk and behind Cole, Cassie peered above Cole’s head in time to see Seth bend to scoop the dead animal in a plastic bag. The gray and white tiger stripe Cassie kept as a pet, swiped at Seth’s gloved hand.
 
Seth took it all in stride, even battling with the cat a few moments over its prize. “Sorry Ripper, but you can’t keep bringing your treasures for our Cassie to praise you over. She’s squeamish about such things.”
 
With Cole’s help, Cassie hopped off the desk. Seth’s teasing pricked her feminine pride. “I’m not squeamish, I just don’t like dead rodents.”
 
Seth shoved the open bag toward her. The dying rat moved on its own volition. She squealed, then ducked under Cole’s arm to escape.
 
“It’s still alive!” she said with a shriek.
 
Cole grasped her wrist and pushed her behind him. “Barely, Cassie girl.”
 
“I can let Ripper finish him off, if you like?” Seth offered, with a husky laugh.
 
“C’mon Seth. You’ve had your fun,” Cole said.
 
“Take that filthy thing outta here. And wash your hands twice before you come back in.”
 
Seth laughed. “Honey, I’m wearing gloves.”
 
“Then burn them.”
 
His robust laughter floated through the office as he carried the rodent to the trash heap. The cat meowed its protest, then rubbed against Cassie’s legs. She untangled from Cole, intending to give the animal a consolation treat.
 
Cole retained his grip. She faced him, expectantly.
 
“Some days I wonder what you see in him,” Cole said.
 
Cassie shook her head. This wasn’t the first Cole said that. Sometimes it was tinged with jealousy other times, like now, it held a note of pure curiosity. “He brings me the same pleasure and fulfillment in life that you do.”
 
And that was the truth. She always had the capacity to love, and Cole was her first love, but the need was sated when Seth entered both of their lives. She couldn’t imagine living without either of them.

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I Love Romance Writing Research #MFRWauthor

 

Research, oh how I love research. This wasn’t always the case. In school they taught us how to research various topics, many of which I didn’t care for, but it helped prepare me for what I now do. Writing. I’m sure you’ve heard the saying ‘write what you know’ well what if you don’t know what you’re talking about? Research can be your best friend. What better excuse to meet a handsome firefighter, or police officer than research? Want to know how to bake a cake? I mean why particular ingredients are in a chocolate cake, but not a yellow or white cake? And what is the real difference between a white cake and a yellow cake? Or maybe you just want to know why a spark plug takes a particular gap on a Chevy, but not on a Ford. Unless you’re a genius it takes research.

 

Just like you spend time developing your character, research helps give the story body. DON’T GET BOGGED DOWN IN ALL THE LITTLE DETAILS OF RESEARCH. Most times you’re not going to even use it in the story but writing from a place of knowledge lends credibility to the character; but I was limiting myself.

 

I’ll admit I’ve had some lazy moments and those stories didn’t get written. Research opens a whole new world of possibilities. Some research is easy. It could be something small like verifying a fact. Or it could be more arduous, especially when it deals with history, anything technical, medical or whatever it may be That’s when the writer needs to become a mini expert in a subject and  network with other who live and breathe the subject they’re researching.

 

One of the fun things I got to research was the world of gaming. Did you know you can make a substantial amount of money playing video games? And win prizes too. I‘ve met a few of the top players in the region, thanks again to my children.

 

The best part of research is learning something I didn’t know before and sharing it with my readers in a story. After all, truth is stranger than fiction.

 

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