“I loved Elaine’s relationship with her mate. It was beautifully written and I was able to see feel her struggles with all her relationships in her life. Her love for her mate was able to overcome some of these obstacles. He was an amazing man, patient and kind, taking his time with Elaine and giving her space when for others it would be difficult to take that step back. That to me is love in it’s purest form!” 5 Stars from Gen Ryan
“The story is sweet and the characters, all three of them, are extremely likable. In thirty minutes of reading you get humor, feels and a steamy HEA. What more could you ask for?” 5 Stars from Lisa on Amazon
Angela Waters juggles two high-stress jobs: nurse and earthbound angel. On a rare girls’ night out, she intervenes and saves the life of Mason Kearney, a stripper with southern charm and a secret. It’s a move that will force her to contemplate why in all the heavens she puts up with the injustice of being an angel, which leads to a bombshell that challenges everything she’s ever known.
In the midst of falling for the Alabama boy, she’s in for the fight of her life when a demon, hell-bent on taking her wings, shows up at the most inopportune times.
With a family of angels rallying behind her, she’s sent on a mission to learn everything about them, herself, and evil, to save all the earthbounds from an untimely demise.
Can Angela survive with her heart and her wings intact?
My Favorite Scene to Write in Virtue and Honor
by Randi Perrin
The opening scene at the strip club, that one was fun as well. The first sex scene in this one took several tries to get right, but I loved how it turned out. It’s sappy and romantic, which is generally not my style, but for these two, it was so perfect.
I also had so much fun writing interactions between Mason and Angela’s dad. Next to Cheryl, he’s the most sarcastic character in the bunch, and so very much fun to write.
However, if I’m forced to choose, and it looks like I am, my favorite scene is the one in the garage when Angela is running late and has to pick up her work badge from Mason.
It actually happened. It didn’t involve a vintage Trans Am, rather my Mazda 3, and a pack of hot dogs instead of a work badge.
My friend apologized all over herself, as she knows how I am about my car, but I was laughing so damn hard I was crying. She looked at me and said, “that has to go in your next book.”
My response: “Challenge accepted.”
It took a couple tried to get it right, as my first instinct was to have it happen with a different character. With a pack of hot dogs. However, as writing is a whole lot of trial and error, that didn’t feel right, so I scrapped it and tried again with different circumstances. Finally, success.
Lesson learned: never throw something to someone in a running car in the rain.
A pop culture junkie, she has been known to have entire conversations in movie quotes and/or song lyrics.
When he meets Caleb Pierce, Sky is immediately smitten. The problem is Caleb is the soul he came to earth to harvest, and saving him means breaking one of the most sacred angelic directives.
Already in too deep, Sky pushes aside the consequences and follows his heart. Danger and mayhem follow, but he will do everything in his power to protect his lavender-eyed man.
ved in three continents and a few islands, and her knack for languages and linguistics led her to a master’s degree in education. She lives in Virginia where she has taught English as a Second Language to elementary school children for more years than she cares to admit.
Natalina doesn’t believe you can have too many books or too much coffee. Art and dance make her happy and she is pretty sure she could survive on lobster and bananas alone. When she is not writing or stressing over lesson plans, she shares her life with her husband and two adult sons.
It’s my birthday today so I decided to celebrate with a massive sale. All of my books are on sale.
The Wanderer, The Caretaker, and After the Scrum are all at 50%.
You’ll find The Misguided Confession and Found you at .99c.
The Blackbird Anthology is free on Amazon.
Also, I’m giving away an After the Scrum tote filled with book swag (that I got at the RT Convention earlier this month) as well as a signed paperback.
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When a group of lonely shifters came together during their service with the Royal Marines, they never imagined the strong pack that would develop between them. Channelling their special operative training, they built a security firm with two alpha wolves at the head of a motley crew of shifters not known for playing well-together.
They’ve lived their lives as outcasts from their own individual species of shifters choosing to form a family with each other instead. Until Now. Follow the Blackbird pack as they fall victim to love one by one.
Can they guard their own hearts?
Shooting off the bed with a shuddering gasp, Ronan ran a shaking hand across his sweaty brow. He glanced to his left to find Lorcan still soundly sleeping—thankfully. Ruddy nightmares. After all these years, it seemed the horrors of the last incident in Afghanistan might never completely fade away.
He reached down to rub the scarred tissue at the end of what remained of his leg. Lorcan grumbled incoherently at the jostling and rolled over on his side. The hare shifter would be angry in the morning if he discovered his mate had suffered in the night without waking him.
Too bleeding bad.
Nothing angered Ronan more than being treated like he was broken. The damn blast had done nothing more than temporarily steal his ability to function. With his state-of-the-art prosthetic, he’d believed himself to be as close to what he’d been in the past as ever.
Everyone else in his life didn’t seem as convinced, Lorcan being the rare exception.
“Leg bothering you?” Lorcan leaned up on his elbow with a mixture of weariness and concern mingling in his eyes. “Another nightmare?”
They both suffered them after the living hell Afghanistan had been. The dreams had lessened over the years. Ronan wondered if they’d ever completely rid themselves of the lingering memories.
Lorcan’s warm hand moved over to cover Ronan’s. Twisting around on the bed, Ronan leaned over his shifter until their lips met. He’d always found his mate’s lips to be remarkably full and soft, given nothing else about the man could even be considered soft.
Lorcan traced Ronan’s bottom lip with his tongue and reached up to catch him by the back of the neck to hold him close. “I’m on top this time.”
“No, you’re not.” Ronan’s brogue tended to deepen and roll seductively when he was half-asleep and in the mood. He blocked Lorcan’s attempt to roll them over and caught the shifter’s arms in strong, calloused hands. “Easy there, fuzzy britches, you’re not going anywhere, got that straight?”