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Loriel lands a big time job at a big time company only to end up at a desk answering phone calls. When she overhears more than she was supposed to know, she soon realizes her boring job has placed a target on her back. And now, in order to blackmail her boss, these unknown criminals have decided to use her as bait.
When she meets Givanni, she's quickly lost in the way he protects her. But his world is surrounded in mystery, and their new farce of pretending to be a couple becomes more difficult every day, especially when her heart isn't sure what's real or fake.
But what can she do when, faced with a future where they might not make it out alive, it becomes desperately more important to make it out together?
A thrilling ride from sunny southern California to the warm, enchanting hills of Sicily, this sweet romantic suspense will have you gripping the cover (or your kindle) with both hands, and hoping for the impossible.
"Was it all just pretend, Loriel?” His face had come so close that I did nothing but stare back silently, somewhat terrified. Here was my chance to tell him what I was feeling. But I hardly knew myself - how could I just blurt out a decision when I was still spinning in confusion? Without waiting for my response his hands touched my face, his head tilting and lips grazing mine.
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Taking a small break from author life to wish you a very happy 4th of July! I hope wherever you are, you are happy, you are cared for, you are able. And for those outside the USA, I hope you have what you need and are free to chase your dreams.
I sometimes wonder about life and my thoughts drift into 'what ifs". What if the greatest soccer star of all time was born into poverty so deep that they were never able to realize that dream? Or what if the greatest gymnast that would ever walk the earth was born without the use of their legs?
We are so much what we have been born into. Where we have been raised. Who surrounded our childhood. It molds us, and so many are born into countries of violence and uncertainty and fear.
Our country, imperfect as it is, has bled for this freedom. We have sacrificed brothers, fathers, mothers. To me, in my life, freedom has meant saying goodbye and not knowing if it was forever. It has meant staring at the ceiling through the night with only fear beside me. It's been sprinting to the phone in the early mornings just to say goodnight before he goes to bed. Freedom has meant listening to air raid sirens go off in the background of our phone call and having my heart stop. It has meant delivering a baby with his voice on the intercom from Iraq. It meant never watching the news. It meant breakdowns. It meant migraines. It meant so many tears.
Freedom is definitely not free. And I am grateful everyday that my husband is home with our family, but I know that he has been replaced with other husbands. With brothers, with sons. And I am so thankful for their service and bravery.
God bless the USA.
All my love,
Just because I have been working so hard and want to share a smidge of it with you :) But no worries - there's no spoilers! This is from book #1 in my trilogy, name coming soon. Sorry to those of you who are anxiously waiting for book #2. Once book #1 is re-released, I will give some teasers on book #2. Pinky promise!
Loriel and Givanni, and you'll just have to wonder about all the details because I promised no spoilers!! You will forgive me someday
“So…” I glanced up at him, measuring his face and trying to see past the surface. “Why would they call you? And you just drove up here? Two hours? Just to tell me this?” The more questions that came, the more ridiculous it all sounded. Who did he think he was, running around like a vigilante to bring me the frightening news. And why would the police call him?
“I’m sorry, I know how strange this all is, but I was worried that maybe something had happened to you. No one could reach you at first.” His eyes never strayed as he explained himself, and the rich color in them was vaguely hypnotic. I could feel that his confidence ran deep, like a strength more than muscle. “Shellbrook is a big name, and a lot of the guys there at LAPD know me, so when they saw that connection they just called. Figured I would know where you were. I remembered you saying you were planning to go home.” His short sentences were easy to swallow, like small teaspoons of an unpleasant medicine. But I didn’t feel healed, instead I felt like a sore had been opened up in the middle of my chest. And it ached. I tried to imagine what my apartment might look like, but Givanni’s hand settled over mine, and the warmth it brought pushed the image away. “So yes I drove out here,” His smooth voice cooled like ointment over my fear, and I found myself thinking less of the break-in and more about his mouth while it moved. And how his hand still rested on mine. He was a second glance kind of man at work, surrounded by industry and professionalism. But here in my house, instead of being out of place he merely smoldered a little warmer. His careful mouth continued. “I hadn’t expected that hero’s welcome, but you clearly weren’t at your apartment, and your roommates couldn’t think of anywhere besides here that you would go.”
My head tilted, “My r-roomates?” I pieced the word together like another language. “I don’t have any roommates.”
“Well, your old roommates. The one in Colorado who adores you, and then there’s the one that moved to Hawaii - she’s a little self absorbed if you were to ask me honestly. But the newlywed in Florida was nearly in tears. Maybe she’s always emotional? She wants you to call her as soon as you can.” I was on my feet at that last sentence, staring at him like he might eat me. Words wouldn’t even gather together, and instead I felt my mouth dry slowly as it hung open.
He called all my roommates. He drove two hours just to find me. Who on earth was this man? He seemed to read my alarm easily and sunk back in the sofa. “I’m sorry Ms. Lane, but I don’t think you realize how concerned we all were. We thought you had been - well, we knew that anything might have happened, and when you wouldn’t answer your cell phone…” He shook his head, leaving the end of that comment to hang in the silence. He rubbed one hand across his forehead and over his eyes, and for the first time I noticed the tiredness there. I pulled the cell phone from my pocket. The dark screen clearly displayed my neglect, and I slumped back onto the couch next to him.
“I’m sorry Givanni,” I huffed, the words wafting out in a gust of air. “I don’t even know what to say. It’s all so strange. I can hardly believe that something like this would happen. What I meant to say was just… thank you.” I tilted my head to face him, and with his elbows perched on his knees he tilted toward me as well. One side of his mouth lifted into half a smile. A minute of silence passed and quickly stretched into two. And then three.
Till next time, I'll be writing and partly lost in another world :)
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It's a rough ocean out there, and I've decided to go it alone. In my little sailboat.
Am I being dramatic?? Um... heck no! The publishing industry is linked to current events, social moods, even politics! How wrong is that, right? But it's true. My goal in writing was not to shock you with graphic content or traumatize your mind with foul language. In fact, the reason I got started was because my frequent visits to the library were discouraging. I felt like there should be more!! Action, adventure... escape!
I just wasn't seeing it.
I did find some amazing reads, but if I'm honest it took years of picking up and putting down books that were either offensive, vulgar, or just plain weird in order to get to the gems in between. Things have changed a lot in the last 5 - 10 years. A LOT! And I'm hoping this means I can reach those of you who are ready for some action and emotion without the fear of what you might find on the next page ;)
So strap in! I'm moving ahead without a pilot. We might crash into the ocean, but I hear it's beautiful this time of year. Might as well go for a swim :)
Here's to deviant writers and inspiring reads!
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We all have it - that aching pull for something out there. Something wild. Something free. An escape from the everyday.
Get up. Workout. Get stuff done. Eat. Bathe. Bed. Repeat.
I'm pretty sure I have it worse than most.
I can't seem to get it out of my system. No matter how many times I run my feet through the surf or stand at the summit.
It's never enough.
And I would go crazy if I didn't have books. Let's face it, life is life. I need to be here to pack school lunches, kiss scraped knees, and give goodnight hugs.
It's the best of life.
But it's confined to a box. And I feel it. Getting closer and closer until I suffocate. And until I have that week of travel and sun I use pages and words to relieve my mind.
This is the goal. This is what I have in mind when I breathe life into that blank page. It's the best part of the story - the wild. And I created it for you :)
I can't wait for you to read it. The years of toil finished by you in one night. LOL. It's unfair, but true. And I'm fine with that. You can binge read and I won't judge you. I'm a binge reader too. But until the book releases, you'll just have to trust me that they're coming!
All my love,
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Authors that I love?
There are a LOT, but lets just get one out in the open right now...
JK Rowling - words can't describe the world she created and the adventure of Harry Potter. But you knew that. Others that have left their mark are...
Stephenie Meyer - the Twilight trilogy. Amazing. That story was epic, and the description she gave to Edward made him completely irresistible.
Shannon Hale - I was first introduced to her writing in The Goose Girl, and I was amazed. She makes words sound so beautiful! And her storylines are very solid, leaving you feeling glorious by the last page.
Julianna Donaldson - Okay, if you don't like romance, you haven't read Edenbrook. It's that simple. This is the sweetest, most indulgent romance ever. There are very few books that I will re-read, but this is number one on that list. Love love love.
What authors are on your go-to list? Tell me! :)
all my love,
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