Sneak Peek Friday: #loveyoumore

Happy Friday Everyone.....

Today's Sneak Peek Friday 

#loveyoumore 

#loveyoumore is a contemporary romance that's based on a true story. Here's one song that helps inspire me when writing. 

Here's the preview for today:

As soon as I made my way inside, I sat on the couch, happy to take off the awfully painful shoes. My feet ached and reminded me of why I never wore dress shoes. Flopping back on the couch, I relaxed. Tyler joined me once everything had been carried in from the car. After such a long and tiring day, we both enjoyed the stillness and peace that surrounded us.

I leaned toward him, resting my head on his shoulder. The gentleness of his rough fingers rubbing my arm sent soothing tingles over my body. I looked up at him to smile when he surprised me with a kiss. In a room full of twilight and shadows, Tyler's intoxicating scent filled me. Tyler pulled me closer to him, our skin touching. Turning toward him, I felt his hand in my hair. As he watched my hair fall each time he reached the ends, his hand found it's way to my chin, where he guided me to his lips. The electricity that passed between us had the power to shut down all self-control while increasing the hormones. In one swift fluid motion, Tyler picked me up and made his way to the bedroom, without missing a beat with each kiss. Once he laid me on the bed, he compassionately looked at me, loving me with his eyes. The cool summer air that drifted in through the window did nothing for the heat that radiated from our bodies.

Leaning over me, he roughly kissed me as the world outside melted away. Every kiss had a raw intensity- our breathing intensified as our hearts raced faster. He was my choice of drug. All it took was one touch and instantaneously I was inebriated. Breaking away from the kiss, he stood tall and without missing a beat he undressed. Unable to break my eyes away from this exceptionally handsome man, my eyes followed him as he laid down on the bed.

With a smile, he said, "There it is. If you want it, take it." Then, waited.

Without missing a beat or second guessing myself, my eyes remained locked on his as I removed the tight dress I had worn for my graduation. I made my way over to him, straddled him, and from there it was all passion, intense, and intoxicating. It was my release, my escape, my happy place. The chemistry between us was much deeper, more sensual than I had ever experienced before. In the heat of the moment, we became one.

Laying on the bed, trying to catch my breath, I smiled. Once again Tyler had proved that he was a man of many talents. My mind replayed everything that had happened, leaving me in my own haze as I drifted off to sleep.

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Happy Friday Everyone!!!

Rambling with RaeBeth: #loveyoumore

This week I'm discussing a bit more about my upcoming book called #loveyoumore. Stay tuned for Fridays where you'll find exclusive sneak peeks into this romance.

Fumbled Faith Sneak Peek #2

I've been working really hard to finish Fumbled Faith and have the goal to have it finished by Feb. 14th. In the meantime, I'll be sharing small previews for you to enjoy and get a feel for the book. If you haven't read the first preview, you can do so by clicking HERE!

Now on to the more exciting things.....

... the PREVIEW!!! Yay. 

Enjoy...

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Loud music tore through the once quiet parking lot as a few people stumbled outside. The stench of stale cigarettes lingered right outside of the door. The smoke twisted artfully throughout the room as I stepped inside, forming swirls in the gloom with hundreds of conversations entertaining with each other in loud voices. The overly large crowd was better for me than the silent walls of my home. I wound my way through the small dancing crowd to the bar toward the back. Along the wall behind the L-shaped bar, every hue of amber liquid sat perfectly on the shelves in front of a large mirror. I raised a shaking hand to grab the bartender’s attention as I sat down on the torn leather stool. My heart raced as the guilt thickened, but I knew it wouldn’t be long until the voice of reason was silenced. “What can I get ya, Handsome?” The busty bartender asked as she wiped the area in front of me with a damp rag. “Jack and coke, please,” I replied. “Coming right up,” she said with a smile she seemed used to wearing. I rested my arms on the rough bar while I waited for my drink.

Laughter rang out over the rock music while the stagnant stench of a cigarette engulfed my senses. A young woman with a too-revealing top settled in beside me as she took a long drag from the source of the stench. Blowing out a puff of smoke, she smiled at me, “And what’s a handsome fellow like you doin’ alone in a place like this?” she asked. I wasn’t in the mood for talking, but answered anyway, “getting away.” She leaned further than necessary on the bar, her black hair falling over one shoulder and landing just above her overly exposed cleavage. She leaned her head to the side while pushing her red lips out a bit. In my younger years, she would have been one I went home with, however on this particular night, I wanted to be left alone. My drink arrived, and ruby lips ordered another drink. The bartender turned toward her while taking her order in a flash. Ruby lips played with her hair as she watched me sipping my drink. Her eyes felt as if they were burning into me, I downed the rest of the drink and signaled for another. Part of me wondered if she recognized who I was, but the other didn’t care.

While she twiddled with her hair in a seemingly absent-minded way, she glanced at me while she attempted to drink sexily from a straw. I wasn’t buying it nor would I ever. One woman had my heart and fate had taken her away. I disregarded her as I focused on the drink in front of me, “keep em coming,” I told the bartender, who had no problem keeping up with my demands.

The sixth drink had arrived. Listening to the small ice cubes clinking against the glass, the stress I felt when I walked in started to fade. Breathing in the strong fragrance of my drink, I had no care in the world, even Ruby Lips seemed to have gotten the picture that I was here for one thing. I drank in silence, hoping that the answers I needed were at the bottom of the bottle. Few words were exchanged, and I intended to savor the ease as my drinks slipped down seamlessly. I closed my eyes as I took another gulp, dwelling in the flavor of ‘ole glory. The burn no longer bothered me and always had me coming back for more. As I finished off my drink, someone caught my attention in the mirror behind all the bottles of relief. I swiftly sat my glass down and turned toward the thinning crowd. As I struggled to stand, I left a tip at the counter and headed off to the beauty of the room. The blonde curls, perfect curves, and pleasing laugh made me believe Grace was here. As I watched her, I studied the way she moved her hips and danced to the rhythm of the music. When the woman turned around, her facial features resembled Grace, but reality bypassed the alcohol and reality set in. She was not my Grace, my beautifully perfect wife because she died. All at once, I came crashing down as I made my way back to the bar. “Sue, I’ll take the whole bottle,” I yelled to the bartender.

“You finished it, Kol. Besides, with the way you’re stumbling around here, I’d say you had enough. Go home and sleep it off,” she yelled back and winked.

I knew that was the best thing for me to do right now. The harsh scent of whiskey lingered around me as several people moved out of my way. It was easy to see me struggling to keep my balance as I made my way to the door. Driving wasn’t the best decision I made but what choice did I have? I had nothing to lose. Somewhere within, my brain processed my surroundings and sent the signal to the rest of my body on what to do, as if it were on autopilot. I don’t recall the drive home, but suddenly I’m parked in the long driveway staring at my empty house. I was drunk, plain and simple. I slumped down in the recliner and unknowingly fell asleep with ease.

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Rambling with RaeBeth: Fumbled Faith

Happy Wednesday!!

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Welcome 2018!!

Woah, nine days in and it's already been quite a challenge. I do hope it's been easy for you.

Only three days in and some virus has hit my household, which caused me to go down for the past week. However, I'm making my way back and getting into the swing of things. 

This year I'm ready to tackle several writing projects that have been hanging out on the back burner waiting to be finished. Below is the list of my top priority projects.

#loveyoumore

Fumbled Faith

Captured (Title may change)

Each of these books takes you on a different journey in several fiction genres. You can learn more about each one as the year goes by on my Facebook page.

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In addition to writing, I am planning to attend AT LEAST one book convention this year. Plans are in the works for this and when it's set in stone, I'll make the official announcement. Yay!!

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If you haven't heard, The Gracious Wife was voted the Most Favorite Religious book of 2017 in Turning the Pages Book Awards. On Saturday, April 14th, 2018 in Asheville, North Carolina USA. Turning the Pages will be holding a book signing and award ceremony for the event, which I'm going to try to make an appearance. (Details and plans are still in process.) Once I know more of a definite plan, I'll announce this too.



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