Welcome back to WIP IT UP WEDNESDAY. I hope everyone is staying warm this winter. We’ve has some cold days, but no snow. “If it is going to be below freezing it should be snowing,” my mother said this morning when we went for our morning walk. I agree.
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This is my seventh week on this blog hop. This week piece comes from my current romance WIP, Resistant. Resistant is a romance set in the middle of the zombie apocalypse. I’m talking to a photographer right now about photo options for this cover, so stay tuned for that an the synopsis. I hate writing those, so I’ll probably wait until the last moment to write it, as usual, but it will come. So on to the excerpt. I’m moving ahead a little more. I know everyone loved the steaminess of my last post, but this one is tame and a great deal shorter. This scene is pivotal though, as you see Sahara growing bolder in her actions even if she doesn’t quiet trust her feeling for Daniel.
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We pulled up directly in front of the house a half an hour later. The sight of all of our vehicles would be a terrifying sight to those inside, but I hoped that when the group only saw four women (one from each truck) and Desmond they wouldn’t attack. After much debate and me dealing with Daniel’s outrage over my plan, we decided to go in without face covers and some of our weapons. If our people had been doing their jobs correctly, the short walk from the trucks to the door should be uneventful, but Daniel was determined that all our exposed skin was covered. I tried to explain to him that if we did that they wouldn’t immediately see us as women, and would go on the defensive.
He finally relented, but he wasn’t happy about it. His look of fear, desperation, and anger had me wanting to pull him to me and kiss him until he calmed down. I even caught myself moving close to him and reaching out to touch his forearm, but I stopped myself before I did anything more. Daniel didn’t move as he watched me, but Charles gave me a knowing look, and I ignored him. I mentally slapped myself for what I nearly did, and moved away before Daniel could say anything more.
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I hoped you enjoyed this exceprt. Just a little update on HIM, a novel that some of you are following, I’m making my way through one last read-through before sending it off to my beta readers. I’ve also made a slight adjustment to the cover to make my name stand out more. HIM is not a romance, but a suspense thriller, but if any of you would like me to add you to my list of beta readers, email me at: jennifer.powell.reynolds@gmail.com. To read the first two chapters of HIM, visit: https://www.goodreads.com/story/show/375385-him?chapter=0
One last note. My only other romance novel, SHIFTER, has a slightly altered cover, a pretty new flyer, and a new lowered price of $3.99 if anyone is interested. If you love witches, curses, werewolves, shapeshifters, and angels, SHIFTER has them all along with a few burly alpha males, one timid, overweight heroine, some steamy sex scenes, and a happily ever after ending. Stop by your favorite online retailer and download your copy today. This 374-page, stand-alone eBook is only $3.99. SHIFTER has a 4.54 rating on Goodreads, a 4.6 rating on Amazon, and a 4.75 rating on Smashwords.
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00M8HLU2U
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/462262
https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Jennifer_Reynolds_Shifter?id=e6wbBAAAQBAJ&hl=en
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1120024902?ean=2940149636907
