Saturday, March 22, 2014

Just Romantic Suspense: Love the Research

Happy Spring, Everyone!



Today, I'm the guest author on a wonderful blog called Just Romance Suspense. I'm talking about  the research that goes into my Shadow series. If you would like to check out the feature, the link is below. I giving away a free digital copy of one of my books, In the Shadow of Evil, In the Shadow of Greed or In the Shadow of Malice to one lucky person who takes the time to comment. So please stop by and say hi. Feel free to ask me anything.


Hope to see you there.

HUGS TO ALL, 

Nancy C. Weeks




Just Romantic Suspense: Love the Research: With: Nancy C. Weeks Giveaway Alert! As a romantic suspense writer, I find myself writing about topics that I know nothing about. Bu...

Saturday, March 15, 2014

ELKE FEUER BOOK BLITZ TOUR – Deadly Bloodlines

BOOK BLITZ TOUR – Deadly Bloodlines



Book Blurb for DEADLY BLOODLINES

Years after leaving Cayman because of her notorious serial killer mother, Angel Mason returns as an inspector on the police force. On the twentieth anniversary of her mother’s capture, someone is murdered in the same manner as her mother’s victims.


To complicate matters more, Angel’s old flame, Bren McDougal, is assigned to help her with capturing the killer, and soon it’s undeniably clear that the passion between them is hotter than ever.


As the killer repeats her mother’s deadly pattern, Angel must face the terrifying truth she’d been hiding for twenty years.


What people are saying:


“Elke Feuer skillfully keeps you guessing in this twisty-turny romantic suspense story about a Cayman investigator tracking a copycat killer-one imitating the crimes of a her own serial-killer mother. Suspenseful and satisfying!” ~Francine LaSala, author of The Girl, the Gold Tooth, & Everything.


Excerpt for DEADLY BLOODLINES:




Angel Mason sat on the edge of her bed and squished the thick caramel carpet between her toes, assurance the deadly grip of another nightmare was gone.
On the nightstand her phone vibrated, startling her. It was Dustin Williams, Chief Superintendent. The time, 6:30 a.m., flashed in red from her clock. She cleared her throat and prayed there was no trace of the bottle of vodka she’d finished off the night before in her voice. “Inspector Angel.”
“Dead body at Galleon Bay.” He never minced words.
“Some tourist die in their sleep?”
“No, looks like she was murdered.”
Brittle silence hung in the air as the words echoed in her mind like a broken record.
“Angel?”
“I’ll be there in half an hour,” she stammered.
“Good, I want this dealt with quickly. There hasn’t been a tourist murdered on the island since…”
“Since Meredith,” she finished for him.
“Yeah, and we remember how that turned out,” he said dryly.
The phone imprinted her hand as she squeezed it. No one had forgotten how it turned out, least of all her—no matter how hard she tried.
“I want you to collect the evidence,” Williams said.
“What? Why?” She didn’t normally question his decisions, but she hadn’t worked in forensics since she had been promoted to inspector.
“You’re the most experienced scene of crime officer we have.”
“I’ll take care of it, sir,” Angel assured him.
“Johnson, Sanchez, and Ebanks are already there controlling the traffic and crowd,” he said, his voice sounding miles away.
“Yes, sir.”
The phone went dead without a goodbye, not that she expected one. He didn’t converse beyond necessity, but she never took it personally. He was like that with everyone.
She went to the bathroom, took out the bottle of painkillers on the second shelf of the cabinet on the wall, and downed two.
As the pills made their way to her queasy stomach, she searched the cloud in her head for how she had gotten to bed last night. Leftover Chinese and drifting to sleep during the nightly news in a vodka-induced haze was all she remembered.
Horrifying screams and blood splattered across her hand paraded before her, remaining trickles from her dream, and the smell of blood filled her nose.
“No!” She gripped the edges of the porcelain sink to steady herself and clear her mind of the images. Her dreams were becoming more frequent and the vivid details lingering long after she awoke.
She let out the breath she was holding and splashed cold water on her face. The reflection in the mirror was an unwanted reminder that she couldn’t escape her heritage or the history that came with it, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Once she showered and got dressed, she pulled her hair into a ponytail. She walked down the short beige corridor to the living room and grabbed her keys off the hook on the wall. The cool morning air blew against her makeup-free face when she opened the door. She inhaled the salty air, and watched the sun peaking over the horizon of the ocean. They calmed her nerves as she made her way down the stairs and to her car. Starting the engine, she pulled out of the parking lot and towards the hotel where Meredith, her mother, had worked before she was arrested for murdering the guests.


Author Bio




Elke was born and raised on Grand Cayman and lives there with her husband and two kids who keep her on her toes. She has a sarcastic, quirky sense of humor not everyone gets, and is in a race to become the first Caymanian in space. When not writing, she's helping other writers in Cayman through her organization CayWriters.Author of For the Love of Jazz and Deadly Bloodlines, book one in her Deadly Series scheduled for release in March 2014.She stumbled into writing romantic suspense because of her fascination with serial killers, but also writes other genres because characters keep telling her their stories and she's a sucker for a crazy story.

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Monday, March 10, 2014

RELEASE DAY FOR IN THE SHADOW OF MALICE IS HERE!!!


IN THE SHADOW OF MALICE BY NANCY C. WEEKS IS OUT!



Happy Monday, everyone!


My silly grin is back on my face. I'm so very excited to announce that my new novel, IN THE SHADOW OF MALICE  is out in the world!!! I remember a year and a half ago writing a post about this amazing dream I had, to become a published author. Today, I'm celebrating my third book release in less than a year.  When I sit back and think about this past year, it all seems like a dream, a freak'n amazing dream. But it isn't a dream, it is real and I'm very happy to share it with you.   


One of the things I'm doing to celebrate this week and to thank my wonderful readers is to give away a $5 Amazon gift card and a free copy of one of my books. If you would like a chance to win, clink on the link before: 


http://tastybooktours.blogspot.com/2014/01/now-booking-tasty-review-tour-for-in.html

HUGS TO ALL, 

Nancy C. Weeks

Excerpt of In the Shadow of Malice       


Calista placed her hand on Adam’s shoulder. His muscles trembled beneath her touch, sending a pulse of grief right to her heart. She caressed his shoulder then pressed her hand against his hand, which still clutched his phone to his ear. Adam’s tortured gaze met hers and he jerked her hand away, shoving the phone back in his sports coat.
He pressed his temples with his fingertips and said, “Get out of the car, Calista.”
“No. I’m not leaving you. You need a doctor.”
Her voice sounded calm to her own ears, but everything in her wanted to run. Tidbits of Adam’s conversation with a man named Ludis mixed with Calista’s nightmarish visions of her best friend’s screams; Hanna’s blood smeared over the walls and matted in her hair, the agony from the monster’s knife so excruciating, Hanna’s mind slipped into the darkest hell, never to open again. They buried her on a cold, dreary day, a fitting scene for such a horrific loss.
Calista’s eyes began to fill. She shut them, bit down on her bottom lip before drawing in a deep, cleansing breath. This wasn’t the time to freak out. Blood mixed with tears streamed down the side of Adam’s face. Air, maybe he needed air. She turned the key and hit the button on the door. The window slid down, letting in the cool night breeze. With the sleeve of her blouse, she blotted the bleeding from the corner of his eye. She knew next to nothing about medicine. But damn it, eyes didn’t bleed.
“Get out, Calista. I have to go.” Adam’s voice grew weak, the last word was almost inaudible.
“You can’t drive.” She choked on the last word. Her heart pounded between her ears, drowning out the world around her. Only Adam existed. She tried to remember her first aid lessons, but nothing she had ever learned covered this.
A moan escaped his lips. “It’s better. The pain is lessening.”
“Liar. Your face is as white as your shirt. I’ll drive you.”
“No! Hell, no.”
“Damn it, Adam. Change seats with me and tell me the address.”
“I can’t get you involved.”
His pain-filled voice squeezed her heart and she silently began to pray. God, please don’t let him die. She clutched his hands in hers. “I’m not leaving you.”
Since Hanna’s death, Calista had walked out of her own life, slamming the door to the reckless, fun-loving person of her past, and hid under the shield of her grandfather’s diner for the last fifteen months. But that shield didn’t protect her from the nightmares or guard her from the violence in the world she couldn’t control. It found her anyway. As easy as it would be to open the door and step out of the car, she would never forgive herself for leaving Adam alone.
She yanked the keys from the ignition, got out of the car, and raced around to the driver’s side. She threw open the door and tried to shove him over into the passenger seat.
“Move over.”
“Give me the damn keys. Now.” He tried to grab them, but she stepped out of his reach. He glared up at her. “You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into. This can’t touch you.”
Calista nudged Adam with her hip, trying to force him out of the driver’s seat. “I’m not leaving.” 

Buy link for In the Shadow of Malice:

AMAZON: http://amzn.com/B00IPSCP8O
BARNES AND NOBLE: http://bit.ly/1dId2db
ITUNES: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/in-the-shadow-of-malice/id830853555?mt=11

       

 


Friday, March 7, 2014

MY THOUGHT FOR THE DAY




"The world is a great mirror. It reflects back to you what you are. If you
are loving, if you are friendly, if you are helpful, the world will prove
loving and friendly and helpful to you. The world is what you are."

Thomas Dreier (1884-1976);
Writer, businessman

Saturday, March 1, 2014

IN THE SHADOW OF MALICE UP FOR PRE-ORDER NOW ON AMAZON!

Happy Saturday Everyone!



I feel like all I do these days is toot my own horn. Please forgive me one more time. BUT...OH MY, look what I found this morning---even before my first cup of coffee. IN THE SHADOW OF MALICE is up for pre-order on Amazon. I'll admit it. I have been checking for days, the waiting driving me just a little crazy. What a way to start a Saturday.



This is another fast pace, nail-biting adventure, but watching Adam Blake and Calista Martin fall in love while dodging a couple explosions and a few bullets is such fun. Calista is Hanna Tu's best friend from In the Shadow of Greed. My hero, Adam Blake is a little rough around the edges, but a real hero underneath that sexy-as-hell exterior. Wait until you realize who Adam really is... Oh I had fun writing that little gem into the story.


If you would like a little peek at who inspired my characters, check out my Pinterest board here:




I posted the blurb for this story a couple times, but just in case you missed it, here it is again. 


Adam Blake, ex-CIA operative, has gone to great lengths to keep his identity a secret from his maternal grandfather, who controls the most brutal crime syndicate in Eastern Europe. The moment he lets his guard down, the unthinkable happens and his best friend, the mother of his child, is tortured and murdered. To protect his daughter, he must seek the help of his father’s family—who has no idea of his existence. What Adam could have never foreseen is the unusual attachment between his daughter and her most unlikely protector.

After months of living in an emotional vacuum after her roommate’s murder, Calista Martin takes a chance and befriends a handsome regular at the diner. What is supposed to be just a ride home hurls her headlong into Adam’s world of murder and revenge. To add to an already explosive situation, Adam’s traumatized little girl refuses to release her hold on Calista. Knowing what it’s like to lose a loved one, Calista insists on staying with Adam to protect Anna.

After Calista risks her life to protect Anna, Adam begins to see the waitress from the diner in a different light. But the Vasnev threat is heating up and Calista, while willing to help him, really doesn’t trust him. Can he find a way to eliminate his enemies to become the father Anna deserves and the man Calista needs—or will he fail again, taking his future out of his hands forever?


I can't give you a blurb without an excerpt. This is from Chapter Two. I posted the complete Chapter One last weekend if you missed it. This excerpt is the beginning of Chapter Two. Enjoy! 



Excerpt from Chapter Two In the Shadow of Malice


Calista placed her hand on Adam’s shoulder. His muscles trembled beneath her touch, sending a pulse of grief right to her heart. She caressed his shoulder then pressed her hand against his hand, which still clutched his phone to his ear. Adam’s tortured gaze met hers and he jerked her hand away, shoving the phone back in his sports coat.
He pressed his temples with his fingertips and said, “Get out of the car, Calista.”
“No. I’m not leaving you. You need a doctor.”
Her voice sounded calm to her own ears, but everything in her wanted to run. Tidbits of Adam’s conversation with a man named Ludis mixed with Calista’s nightmarish visions of her best friend’s screams; Hanna’s blood smeared over the walls and matted in her hair, the agony from the monster’s knife so excruciating, Hanna’s mind slipped into the darkest hell, never to open again. They buried her on a cold, dreary day, a fitting scene for such a horrific loss.
Calista’s eyes began to fill. She shut them, bit down on her bottom lip before drawing in a deep, cleansing breath. This wasn’t the time to freak out. Blood mixed with tears streamed down the side of Adam’s face. Air, maybe he needed air. She turned the key and hit the button on the door. The window slid down, letting in the cool night breeze. With the sleeve of her blouse, she blotted the bleeding from the corner of his eye. She knew next to nothing about medicine. But damn it, eyes didn’t bleed.
“Get out, Calista. I have to go.” Adam’s voice grew weak, the last word was almost inaudible.
“You can’t drive.” She choked on the last word. Her heart pounded between her ears, drowning out the world around her. Only Adam existed. She tried to remember her first aid lessons, but nothing she had ever learned covered this.
A moan escaped his lips. “It’s better. The pain is lessening.”
“Liar. Your face is as white as your shirt. I’ll drive you.”
“No! Hell, no.”
“Damn it, Adam. Change seats with me and tell me the address.”
“I can’t get you involved.”
His pain-filled voice squeezed her heart and she silently began to pray. God, please don’t let him die.
 She clutched his hands in hers. “I’m not leaving you.”
Since Hanna’s death, Calista had walked out of her own life, slamming the door to the reckless, fun-loving person of her past, and hid under the shield of her grandfather’s diner for the last fifteen months. But that shield didn’t protect her from the nightmares or guard her from the violence in the world she couldn’t control. It found her anyway. As easy as it would be to open the door and step out of the car, she would never forgive herself for leaving Adam alone. 
She yanked the keys from the ignition, got out of the car, and raced around to the driver’s side. She threw open the door and tried to shove him over into the passenger seat.
“Move over.”
“Give me the damn keys. Now.” He tried to grab them, but she stepped out of his reach. He glared up at her. “You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into. This can’t touch you.”
Calista nudged Adam with her hip, trying to force him out of the driver’s seat. “I’m not leaving.” 


Well, that's all for now. You only have 7 days before In the Shadow of Malice goes live. Thank you for being so patient with me and allowing me the pleasure of sharing my news with you. I will end with this note. Go out and find your dream. It's a lot of hard work but so worth it. Have a wonderful weekend.


Huge hugs to all,

Nancy C. Weeks


Here is the pre-order link on Amazon.http://amzn.com/B00IPSCP8O

Nook lovers, coming soon on Barnes and Noble.