August 24, 2008

Share some fun with author Donna Michaels

Thanks for spotlighting me today, Anna Kathryn! I appreciate the opportunity to talk a little bit about my writing, my latest release and a few contests.

For those of you who don’t know, Donna is my real name but I used my husband’s first name ‘Michael’ to come up with my pen name Donna Michaels. You know, for when I hit it real big and want to keep my private life private. I’m an author of Romaginative Fiction. What in the world is that, you ask? Well its simple really, Romaginative comes from a mixture of my imagination and romance. As of right now, I have 16 contracts between The Wild Rose Press and Forbidden Publications and write all lengths from very short to epic. More variety…what can I say? lol

Before I get to my latest release, I’d like to take a second to let you know, like Donna Marie Rogers who was here last week, I am also a participating author in the Summer Sony eReader promotion going on until this Friday, August 31st. For full details check out the Wild Rose Press homepage: http://thewildrosepress.com/

And if you like Multi-Author contests, then you’ll love this one—Dog Days of Summer—going on until August 30th. Check the contest page on my website for details. www.donnamichaelsauthor.com

And finally, to celebrate my latest release, Fated Hearts, I’ll give away a free download of any of my released titles (winner choice) to one lucky winner. All you have to do is leave me a comment on any of my posts today and I’ll draw a name later this afternoon.

Okay, on with Fated Hearts. Six years ago, when all four of my children were finally in school all day, I was started to pursue my writing dream. FH was the very first story I wrote.

Here’s the blurb and an excerpt:

Thanks to fate, Jordan Mitchell-Ryan’s heart is tattered. Having kept her from the man she thought she’d always marry, the same fickle fate took away the man she eventually did. Thrown back into the path of her fist love, she finds hers is not the only heart fate has damaged.

Widower and software CEO, Cole McCall fills his days with computer codes and working the family ranch. When his visiting former neighbor sets out to delete the firewall around his heart, he discovers there’s no protection against the Jordan virus. Though she understands his pain and reawakens his soul, will it be enough for Cole to overcome his past and embrace their fated hearts?

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“Wait up, Cole. I’ll walk with you.”

Broad shoulders rose and fell but stopped at the door and waited while she said her goodnights.

“Thanks,” she told him as they began their ascent upstairs. Worried about his pallor and the fatigue slumping his shoulders, she put her hand on his arm when they reached the top. “What are you trying to do? Work yourself to death?”

“Drop it, Jordan.” He yanked his arm out of her grasp. “I’m not in the mood.”

She brushed his irritation aside and searched his face. “You have to stop doing this to yourself, Cole. You need to slow down.”

“And you need to mind your own damned business.”

She ignored him. “There’s more to life than just work. What happened to that mischievous boy I knew?”

“He died.”

Her hissed breath echoed down the hall. “Cole McCall! That’s a horrible thing to say and I refuse to believe it.” She gripped his shoulders, hard. “He’s still in there and I’m going to find him. And when I do…I’m going to kick his ass for letting you take over.”

“There’s nothing wrong with me, Jordan,” he scoffed. “I grew up. You should try it.”

She released him and laughed. “Yeah, you sure got me pegged, McCall. I’m very immature and not responsible at all.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled. “Maybe you are as far as work is concerned, but you need to stop trying to change me, Jordan.” He dropped his hand and his gaze bore into hers, flashing a silent warning.

She hated warnings.

“No.”

“What do you mean no?”

“Just what I said. I won’t stop trying to change you because I don’t particularly like you. I want you gone and the old Cole back.”

He grasped her upper arms and sneered. “Too damn bad. This is who I am now. The old Cole might’ve put up with your antics but I won’t.”

Her heart raced out of control. Damn, his hands were strong…and big. They covered most of her upper arms.

She drew in a breath. Not smart, her mind screamed while her nose rejoiced. Mmm…Was that fresh scent soap or body wash? Desire flooded her fluttering stomach and pooled between her legs with a sudden vision of Cole lathered and wet.

“Did you hear me, Jordan? I won’t put up with your nonsense.”

He increased the pressure on her arms, and the warmth amplified between her thighs.

Whoa. Back the reaction train up. I’m not the one who needs to feel.

She straightened her spine. “Oh no? Well, I’m not going to stop just because you tell me to, Cole. You’re way over due for an emotional overhaul and reality check. So, what are you going to do about it, Mr. Personality?”

This.” He pinned her against the wall and pressed into her with his body.
Sensations—hot and frenzied, scorched a path to her core. The resulting shudder had her dazed, wide eyes staring up at him.

Triumph gleamed in his darkened gaze.

He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, “Apparently, you like me after all, Jordan.”

Anger erupted and cancelled her yearnings.

She pushed out of his hold. “Don’t try to turn this all around and put the focus on me, pal. It won’t work. I’m not one of your unsuspecting victims. But, you’re right. There is something about you I like. Your body. Or should I say Cole’s body,” she corrected, looking him up and down. “It’s grown up quite nice. But I still don’t like you.” Pivoting on her heel, she drew in a steadying breath and walked as nonchalantly as she could to her room.

His deep chuckle echoed down the hall and rumbled through her like a Southern California tremor. It was great to hear genuine amusement from him…although she could’ve done without the Me thinks she doth protest too much remark uttered with it.

Damn sexy Texan. Okay, so I’m not as immune to him as I’d hoped. That changes nothing. Shivers covered her skin. She ignored them.

Jordan Mitchell-Ryan never failed a case and Operation Heal McCall would be no exception.

14 comments:

angietheresa said...

loved the excerpt can wait to listen to the book when i have a little more time

angie

Donna Michaels said...

Hi Angie,

Thanks! Jordan doesn't walk on eggshells around Cole like his family does...and he's not too happy. lol

~Donna Michaels

Judith Leger said...

Love the blog, Donna. Loved the blurb and excerpt too! Great emotion there. Wishing you the very best!

Hugs,
Judith

Donna Michaels said...

Thank you so much, Judith.

FH is one of my more emotional reads. Glad you picked up on that fact. :)

Thanks for stopping by!

~Donna Michaels

CrystalGB said...

Hi Donna. Great excerpt. Made me want to read more. :)

Donna Michaels said...

Thanks, Crystal.

I'll be posted another excerpt in just a bit. :)

~Donna Michaels

Helen Hardt said...

Hi Donna, loved the excerpt. Wonderful chemistry! And I bet it feels good to see that first story get published. Congratulations!

Helen
www.helensheroes.blogspot.com

Tessa said...

Big congratulations to your new release, Donna! It sounds so good. Have a great day!

Donna Michaels said...

Thanks, Helen.

Jordan and Cole do have a strong connection, and you're right, feels real good to see this story published. :)

Thank you, Tessa.

FH was a joy to write.

~Donna Michaels

Lyn said...

Congratulations on your release Donna - great excerpt!

Anonymous said...

Hey Donna, I love the excerpt and can't wait to read more. Of course you know that about me.

I know Fated Hearts will be a big success for you. Wooohooo.

Donna Michaels said...

Hi Lyn,

Thanks a bunch.

Thank you, Anon.;)

I just hope everyone enjoys FH as much as me.

~Donna Michaels

Cathy said...

Hi Donna, I haven't read any of your stories before and really enjoyed the excerpt you shared with us.

Donna Michaels said...

Thank you, Cathy.

I write a mixture of genres and story lengths. Hopefully, there's a few that may spark your interest.

~Donna Michaels