God, she was all woman: My Sexy Saturday 88 Love Me Forever Day 21

LynnSexySaturday_banner

My Sexy Saturday #88!! Click on this LINK or the graphic above to go to Blog Hop List!

Here’s how it works: Lynn Crain head up this amazing blog every week with a new theme; it’s up to the authors to post 7 paragraphs, 7 words, or 7 sentences. Sexy, of course. Please visit the other authors, too.

=========

This week’s theme from Lynn’s My Sexy Saturday website: “We all know that love happens and we want to know all about those special moments where those entities realize there is an emotional bond between one another through their words and actions. It can happen on an average day, during the night, in the middle of a zombie invasion or maybe a place where it’s hard to tell the day from the night like in a submarine or deep in space. The one thing we do know it’s going to be hot…hot…HOT!”

==============

fever_couple_scarlet

Mmm…I don’t know about you, but my temp rises whenever I’m around a hot guy like this…he’s the Union Army major in my Civil War time travel, LOVE ME FOREVER.

My heroine, Liberty, disguised as a Confederate officer, has traveled back to 1862 and saved the life of a wounded soldier with the bandage in her rented re-enactor uniform.

Confusing the heck out of our hero.

Her medical knowledge intrigues him, but it doesn’t take him long to guess there’s a gorgeous woman under that uniform…and that’s when things really get interesting when Liberty asks him about checking a patient’s fever with a thermometer and he tells her his unit doesn’t have one. That the Union Army Medical Corps claimed to have a few of the clinical instruments, but no one bothers to use them.

“Then how do you measure fever?” she wanted to know.

“By touching the patient,” he said.

“Oh?”

“Yes. Since chills often accompany fever, nothing more is needed.” He laid his hand on her arm and fought to keep his wits about him. She flinched.

“So tell me, Major,” she said, tantalizing him with her voice, “what is your diagnosis?”

“I’d say the patient is quite feverish,” he said, holding her tight.

God, she was all woman.

 

 

LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

Love_Me_Forever_500x798

LOVE ME FOREVER is on Kindle Scout — you can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. If you nominate my story and it’s published by Kindle Scout, then you’ll receive a free copy!

It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

I’ll be back tomorrow with more about LOVE ME FOREVER and the Civil War…

If anyone feels like sharing a vote…I’ll be forever grateful! I’d love to get back on the HOT list at Kindle Scout!!  

Thank you for your support…

~Jina

LOVE ME FOREVER

Thank you for stopping by…………..and don’t forget to visit the MY SEXY SATURDAY BLOG HOP for this week!
LynnSexySaturday_banner

You gotta love My Saturday every week with some fantastic excerpts. Click on this LINK or the graphic above to go to Blog Hop List for more sexy fun!

Powered by Linky Tools

Click here to enter your link and view this Linky Tools list…

It’s a jungle out there: Love Me Forever needs some lovin’…

jungle_kindle_scout

I’m into the twentieth day of my Kindle Scout campaign…and yes, because of your wonderful support, my book has spent a lot of time on the Hot & Trending list…I have confidence in my big, family saga. I’m sure we’ll hit the list again.

Thank you!!

LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

Love_Me_Forever_500x798

LOVE ME FOREVER is on Kindle Scout — you can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. If you nominate my story and it’s published by Kindle Scout, then you’ll receive a free copy!

It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

I’ll be back tomorrow with more about LOVE ME FOREVER and the Civil War…

If anyone feels like sharing a vote…I’ll be forever grateful!

Thank you for stopping by.

~Jina

He’s so fine… Love Me Forever Day 20

Liberty_gazebo_major

He’s so fine…the major, that is. Liberty has fallen in love with the handsome Union Army surgeon when she travels back to 1862…and meets up with her twin, Pauletta Sue, a Confederate spy.

Who happens to be engaged to the major.

What’s a girl to do? The major thinks she’s a spoiled Tennessee belle. She can’t tell him she’s from the future…

They headed down the path toward the gazebo, the silence between them unnerving. A cold wind blew through her skirts, sending a chilly breeze up her pantaloons. Her whole body trembled with yearning, desire. Dark clouds loomed overhead, like bulbous messengers of the great rains yet to come.

Was that a raindrop, then two landing on her forehead?

They took shelter under the enclosed dome in the gazebo. Warm and secret, hiding them from prying eyes. The power of the silence between reached a crescendo when Flynt took her in his arms and held her close to him. He didn’t look at her, but she could feel him breathing hard. He stood perfectly still as if he could think better if he didn’t move a muscle. He seemed perplexed and she had the feeling he was testing her.

He’s wondering why I don’t tell him I love him. I can’t. It would only hurt him if he found out the truth.

She could take the risk and tell him what was in her heart. That she’d never love another man, in this time or any other, but she’d never forgive herself if her recklessness caused him pain.

===========

LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

Love_Me_Forever_500x798

LOVE ME FOREVER is on Kindle Scout — you can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. If you nominate my story and it’s published by Kindle Scout, then you’ll receive a free copy!

It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

I’ll be back tomorrow with more about LOVE ME FOREVER and the Civil War…

If anyone feels like sharing a vote…I’ll be forever grateful!

Thank you for stopping by.

~Jina

My Kindle Scout book “Love Me Forever” needs some lovin’…

KS_needs_lovin_walls

Yes, that’s me climbing the walls…or so I wish…doing my best to keep my Kindle Scout book LOVE ME FOREVER on the Hot & Trending list. It ain’t easy.

So I’m asking you guys for your ideas and your support…do you like the graphics I put up every day? I do a short excerpt and design a visual to go with it. It’s a fun promo, so tell me your thoughts. I’d like to know.

And here’s the info on my Kindle scout book. A big, sexy family saga that takes you back to 1862 through the eyes of Civil War re-enactor, Liberty Jordan. All her life she’s been searching for family, a place to fit in…she never dreamed she’d find it–and the man of her dreams–back in time.

LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

Love_Me_Forever_500x798

LOVE ME FOREVER is on Kindle Scout — you can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. If you nominate my story and it’s published by Kindle Scout, then you’ll receive a free copy!

It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

I’ll be back tomorrow with more about LOVE ME FOREVER and the Civil War…

If anyone feels like sharing a vote…I’ll be forever grateful!

Thank you for stopping by.

~Jina

 

I was a Rebel Spy: Love Me Forever Day 19

Liberty_Rebel_lady

Ever want to be a Bond Girl?

Wear a sexy bikini…flirt with 007 himself…in the flesh.

Oh, yes…but spying was a different matter during the Civil War. Instead of the bikini, Liberty Jordan, the heroine in my time travel, LOVE ME FOREVER, has to stuff herself into a corset and waddle in a hoop skirt.

And as for the sexy Mr. Bond…well, see for yourself. In Love Me Forever, he’s a handsome Union Army major and Liberty is aching to see him again. First, she has to escape from a Union prison. To do that, she must transform herself into a Southern belle à la Scarlett and join the incomparable Pauletta Sue as a spy…

======

Then Liberty remembered the major, his brooding dark eyes watching her, his expression conveying a curious amusement. She mulled that over and an unexpected passion to know more about him made her body hum. She’d never have the chance if she didn’t escape from this place. She ached to get close enough to him to drink in his pure masculinity with her eyes. Dream of him holding her in his arms. And in a wild fantasy, get close enough to him to hear the steady beating of his heart when he kissed her.

He’s not for you. He thinks of you as nothing more than an oddity. A female with a brain.

With a reluctant sigh, Liberty gave up her daydream and got back to turning herself into a lady. She fastened the hooks and eyes running up the front of the dress bodice, noting the rows of buttons were merely decorative. A slight dizziness made her lightheaded since the corset was so tight she could barely breathe. Aside from all else, she pooh-poohed the pointy feminine-looking boots and white stockings Bedelia handed her and kept on her comfortable hiking boots.

“Miss Pauletta ain’t gonna like you wearing men’s shoes,” Bedelia said, rolling her eyes.

“They’re my feet, not hers,” Liberty insisted, stepping into the hoop skirt. Six-boned and nearly twelve feet in circumference. With a big ruffle circling the bottom. “Good grief,” she mumbled out loud. “How am I supposed to escape in a hoop skirt?”

A smile crept over Bedelia’s lips. “Miss Pauletta said you’d know how.”

Liberty looked with skepticism at the girl, praying she was right. She was no born flirt, but she saw how Pauletta Sue wound every man around her finger. She doubted there was anyone better.

You look like her. So now act like her.

======

LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

Love_Me_Forever_500x798

LOVE ME FOREVER is on Kindle Scout — you can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. If you nominate my story and it’s published by Kindle Scout, then you’ll receive a free copy!

It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

I’ll be back tomorrow with more about LOVE ME FOREVER and the Civil War…

If anyone feels like sharing a vote…I’ll be forever grateful! This a big, family saga.

Thank you for stopping by.

~Jina

PS — as I post, we’re down to 11 days and need some loving to get back on the Hot & Trending list…

Who’s sleeping in my bed? Love Me Forever Day 18

CW_Tiara

It ain’t easy being a time traveler.

All the angst about trying to explain that you live in a world where people talk to each other on small devices and fly through the sky in machines. No one believes you…think you’re crazy.

And forget about falling in love. What man wants to hold a woman in his arms who might disappear in the middle of a kiss?

That doesn’t stop the heroine in my Civil War time travel, LOVE ME FOREVER, from imagining what it would be like to make love to the handsome Union Army major she meets on her journey back to 1862…

You don’t even belong in this century, much less in the major’s arms.

Longing swept her away. She imagined pressing her breasts against his bare muscular chest, her nakedness taunting his eye. His lips touching hers, his passion reaching deep into her soul. She was falling in love with a man she barely knew, but that didn’t stop a strange but wonderful heat filling her.

Fanning herself, she looked at the inviting softness of the four poster. Big, fluffy down, white and pure, covered the empty bed.

She succumbed to her fiery emotions, let her mind run free, and dreamed.
======

LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

Love_Me_Forever_500x798

LOVE ME FOREVER is on Kindle Scout — you can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. If you nominate my story and it’s published by Kindle Scout, then you’ll receive a free copy!

It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

I’ll be back tomorrow with more about LOVE ME FOREVER and the Civil War…

If anyone feels like sharing a vote…I’ll be forever grateful!

Thank you for stopping by.

And thank you soooo much for your support — I’m back on the HOT list at Kindle Scout!! This means a lot to me.

~Jina

TITANIC: What you don’t know about that night…

Titanic_countess_1200

Crossing the English Channel has always held a wildly mystical attraction for me, whether it was war-weary soldiers returning home from battle or long-suffering French aristocrats escaping Madame Guillotine. There was something brave and noble about standing on the deck of a ship with a fierce wind blowing in your face, angry waves crashing against the hull and sea spray wetting your lips with a briny taste.

Or so I believed. I had my own narrow escape from the ravages of the cold sea. I never forgot it.

I boarded the ship at Oostende, Belgium with only my backpack and naïveté for company. I was eager to get to London to visit a friend studying there. So what if the ferry was overbooked and the weather was stormy? I was tough, I could take it.

I nearly froze to death as the ship rolled on the swell of the sea. No wonder I lost my balance and slid across the deck like a greased seal. I ended up cold and wet and hanging onto the rail for dear life.

I never forgot my youthful folly. Many times while I was writing about the sinking of the Titanic, I pulled up those emotions to try to understand what my characters were experiencing on that fateful night when the ship hit an iceberg.

April 14, 1912.

Bitter cold, calm sea and freezing water.

Let me recreate the scene for you at 11:40 p.m. that night.

Contrary to what some films and TV shows have depicted, most passengers were asleep or reading in their cabins when the Titanic hit the iceberg. They were not enjoying a party-like atmosphere in the dining saloons drinking champagne and dancing. The public rooms closed down around 11 pm in all classes. It is true that diehard poker players like my hero in Titanic Rhapsody, Captain Lord Jack Blackthorn, were busily engaged in a game of poker or bridge whist in the smoking room.

The Titanic glided as smoothly as a haughty swan over the sea on that starlit night. No moon. Which is why it has been speculated the two lookouts didn’t see the one-hundred-foot tall iceberg until the last minute (they had no binoculars—a ship’s officer was transferred at the last moment and took the key to the locker with the binoculars with him).

“Iceberg right ahead!” shouted the lookout into his telephone to the bridge. He rang the bell three times.

For thirty-seven seconds the two lookouts waited as the ship appeared to be heading straight for the iceberg. The ship’s first officer tried to avoid the berg and ordered the ship turned to port (left). What happened next no one saw coming…

The Titanic was cruising close to top speed in spite of the iceberg warnings. This was not unusual. According to the thinking of that time, Captain Smith was justified in getting through the ice region as quickly as possible. What he didn’t know was the ship was on a direct collision course with the berg, a huge mass of ice that had traveled farther south than was ever thought possible.

The cold Labrador Current swirled around the iceberg to form a protective layer, which insulated it from the warming effects of the Gulf Stream and prevented it from melting.

Pushing the iceberg into the shipping lanes.

The Titanic never had a chance.

The White Star Line ship smashed into the iceberg along her starboard (right) side, slashing open a 295 foot gash that doomed the ship. The passengers snug in their beds or enjoying a hot whiskey and water in the smoking room had no idea that five possibly six of her sixteen compartments were flooded.

Or the mail hold down on G deck was rapidly filling with water. Or down in the boiler rooms the air was heavy with steam as the engineers tried to pump out the water in boiler room 5, praying the bulkheads would hold. (The hull plates of the Titanic were held in place with 3-lb. rivets—three million rivets total.)

Thomas Andrews, the ship’s designer, did a quick assessment of the damage—the Titanic could float with two, three, even four of her first watertight compartments gone, he said, but not five. The ship had an hour, no more than two to survive.

After conferring with Mr. Andrews, Captain Smith ordered the wireless operator to send out the distress signal CQD (the British landline operators’ signal “CQ” was for “all stations” with the addition of “D” by the Marconi company for added emphasis—danger ). He added an “SOS” (adapted because of its distinctive Morse Code pattern of three dots…three dashes…three dots) with the Titanic’s call letters: “MGY.”

Where are Katie and Jack, my heroine and hero in Titanic Rhapsody, when first class passengers feel a “jar” in their staterooms? Or when the steerage passengers are tossed about in their bunks only to find seawater seeping in under their cabin doors?

I wish I could tell you…but I can’t or I will spoil the romance. I will say Katie and Jack experience all the fear and dread of the passengers that night when the Titanic hits the iceberg.

To give you a feeling of what happened during those last hours, we’ll go through what a first cabin lady experienced, then a second class gentleman, and finally, a family in steerage.

FIRST CLASS:

If you’re a first cabin lady, you’re most likely asleep in your cabin where it’s cozy and warm with the electric heater going, the lights dim, when suddenly something jolts you awake. Strange, you think, but nothing to be alarmed about. You try to go back to sleep until you realize the engines have stopped. What? Here, in the middle of the Atlantic?

You’re curious, but not worried since everyone says the ship is unsinkable. You throw a heavy coat over your nightdress and peek outside, running down the corridor in your soft satin slippers. Others are about, gossiping, yawning, until the bedroom steward tells you to put on your lifebelt and go up on deck.

In this cold? you ask him. Yes, he tells you, though he assures you it’s merely a matter of precaution. Begrudgingly, you tell your lady’s maid to help you put on your corset, then fasten on the lifebelt made of six squares of cork. All the while the girl frets about, saying you’re all doomed. At the last moment, you grab your gloves and hat and scarf and join the other ladies and gents on the Boat deck.

Ah, there’s nothing to worry about, you decide, relieved. The ship’s musicians are playing a lively ragtime tune and everyone is chatting about the chunks of ice on the forward well deck—then a ship’s officer orders you into a lifeboat. Yes, orders you, like you’re a common servant. Why, the nerve of the man.

Women and children first, he says. What about the gentlemen? You hear someone whisper men are being allowed into the boats on the starboard side, but not here. Why get into the boats at all? you wonder, believing you’re safer on the ship than in that small boat.

Then someone says the Titanic is sinking…

It can’t be that serious, can it? you wonder, not believing it possible You wait with your maid on the port side of the ship, watching the ladies being separated from their husbands and put into the lifeboats. Boats not even half-filled. No need to hurry. You hear someone say they’ll be laughing about this over breakfast.

Really? You start to shiver from the bitter cold…frosty puffs of air come out of your mouth when you speak. Unbelievable noise fills your ears. From the boilers, someone says. Ladies screaming as they’re pulled from their husbands’ arms. Then you notice the ship is listing heavily to one side. Well, what are you waiting for? Get into the damn lifeboat!

You don’t protest when a seaman tosses you into a boat. Then your maid. You’re the lucky ones, you realize as the boat is lowered over the side and hits the water. The lifeboat pulls away from the ship so as not to be pulled down by the suction when the ship sinks…yes, it is true. The Titanic is going down.

You put your shoulder to the oar and row…listening to the whispers that a rescue ship is on the way…the Carpathia. Will it arrive in time?

Will it?

Not if you’re a gentleman in second class…

SECOND CLASS

You’re anxious to get to New York and start your new job—and thrilled to be on the Titanic’s maiden voyage. Who would have thought you’d find yourself walking the second class promenade deck late at night, your hands in your pocket, your mind on the pretty girl you met earlier in the day? Still, you’ve no time for romance. You’ve got family back in England needing the money you’ll send home to them. It’s nearly midnight. Time to turn in for the night.

You head for the second class staircase when—

Wait, what was that? Did you feel a bump?

You rush to the starboard side—good God, was that an iceberg? Did we hit it? you wonder. No alarm sounds, though you don’t find out until later the Titanic has no PA system and relies on the three hundred stewards to alert the passengers to put on their lifebelts and go topside.

You wait, noting the other passengers seem calm and no one is in a hurry to get into the lifeboats. Then you spy the pretty girl you had your eye on over on the port side. She’s trying to convince her aunt to get into a lifeboat. She’s grateful when you charm the older woman and talk her into getting into a boat with her niece following her. Then you see the girl waving at you as the boat is lowered over the side. She’s smiling. Tears in her eyes.

You’ll never forget that smile.

No time to waste. The chap you share a cabin with finds you and tosses you a lifebelt. The grim look on his face tells you that you’ll both need more than a lifebelt to make it. No men are allowed into the boats here on the port side, so you do your duty and assist the women and children getting into the boats.

It’s been more than two hours since the Titanic hit the iceberg and she’s listing heavily.

The last few minutes are chaotic. Men rush the lifeboats, then a shot rings out—they’re pushed back. You help a woman get into a boat, then someone hands you a baby. You give it to the woman before the boat is lowered.

No more wooden lifeboats left. You try to help the ship’s officers launch one of the four collapsibles when suddenly there’s a thunderous explosion. You’re blown clear of the ship, but after swimming long, hard strokes, your hands swell up, your legs go numb and your back feels like it’s breaking in two.

Cries, screams ringing in your head, people clinging to you, clutching you around the throat, dragging you down underwater. You can’t breathe, you’re choking.

Then the cold…the bitter, freezing cold…

The last thing you remember is the pretty girl’s smiling face…

STEERAGE CLASS

But what if you can’t get topside? It’s time to speak of the steerage passengers, who until now have waited patiently for a steward to bring them up on top to get into the lifeboats.

Well, not all the third class passengers have been patient.

How could you be if you’re a good wife and mother and your family’s lot depends on you getting to the lifeboats?

Holy Mary, you’ve had time of it since you boarded the Titanic at Queenstown. Getting the two little ones, Mary and Bridget, settled in their bunks with Danny, a lad of ten, wanting so to follow his da around the ship.

And then there’s Patrick, your man. A strong, blustering bloke with strong hands and a big heart. Him always ready to enjoy a pint after a hard day’s work and eager to give you a hug and a kiss when you’re weary from toiling from dawn till night.

“You’ll have a better life in America,” he promises you, after buying passage on the grand ship. And now look at the lot of you. Huddling in the stairway down here on E deck like drowned rats after the seawater came flooding into your cabin. The ship hit an iceberg, they say, split her open where you’re quartered in the fore part of the ship in the married couples section.

And would you believe the likes of them stewards shouting and hollering to put on lifebelts that don’t exist? Only through the help of the good Lord did Patrick find belts for you and the children. And now they won’t let you through the gate to go topside?

“Have you no heart, man?” Patrick yells to the steward, asking him to let his family through. No, he tells him, you have to wait. Then you put your hands over the girls’ ears when Patrick lets go with a barrage of expletives and his fists. He pushes the steward aside and bangs on the barrier. With help from the other men, down it goes with a loud crash.

Then Patrick picks up the girls, one in each arm, and orders you to grab Danny and go ahead of him. Up the stairs you go, the companionway taking you up to the next deck. Then someone says go through the second class door and somehow through Divine grace you find your way up on top.

Oh, such chaos you’ve never seen. People yelling and rushing about like frightened mice with their tails caught in the jaws of a hungry cat. Patrick, good man that he is, doesn’t stop. From boat to boat he goes until he finds one that will take you and the girls. And Danny.

But not him.

“Women and children first,” orders the ship’s officer, shaking his head. Patrick nods. He knew all along there’s no place for him, but he didn’t let anything stop him until his family was saved.

God bless him.

“A kiss to you, lass,” he says, brushing your lips with his, then he tosses you into the boat and it’s lowered away. You huddle in the lifeboat with your children close to you. The sea is so calm, so smooth, the piercing screams and pitiful pleas for help sound sharp and clear in your ears, but you can’t cry. That will come later. Now you have to be strong. For the girls and Danny.

Patrick would want it that way.

And there you have it. A trio of passengers and how they fare on that fateful night. Then at 2:20 a.m. on April 15, 1912, the Titanic breaks in two and sinks into the North Atlantic, a pale gray vapor hanging like smoke over the spot where she disappears.

For the passengers and crew, cold and freezing in the lifeboats, it will be hours before the rescue ship Carpathia reaches them. Then it’s on to New York. Between twenty and thirty thousand people crowd Chelsea Piers when the Carpathia steams into New York Harbor around 8:30 p.m. on Thursday, April 18, 1912.

Even the aftermath of the Titanic is dramatic. Reporters hire their own tugboat to try to get to the passengers first and buy their exclusives stories; the newspapers blast the headlines for days about the society folks on board (third class passengers don’t fare as well—they’re sent to homeless shelters and their names don’t appear on the survivors’ list); and the U.S. Senate subcommittee holds hearings at the Waldorf-Astoria, interviewing first class passengers and crew.

We’ve come to the end of our journey on the Titanic and a grand tale it is. Before I go, I want to take one last look at the ship of dreams, though I shan’t walk her decks or open doors to her cabins.

I want to take one more walk down her sweeping Grand Staircase with the great glass dome overhead like Katie O’Reilly, my heroine, does in Titanic Rhapsody. We see the stars peeking through, heavenly witnesses to all that is elegant and romantic. A place of enchantment where everything is unique to this time, this place. Katie can’t believe she’s really here and neither can I.

I quicken my pace and leave the ship, knowing the Titanic will stay with me always.

============

Today only, April 15, 2015, All Romance Books is having a SALE: all ebooks are 25% off!

If you want to be swept away on the grand ship with a handsome hero and a feisty Irish heroine, check out my story:

Titanic RhapsodyTITANIC RHAPSODY

Katie O’Reilly runs away from the grand house where she is in service after being wrongly accused of stealing a diamond bracelet. The law is after her, and she has only one chance at escape—the Titanic. She boards the ship of dreams and runs straight into the arms of Captain Lord Jack Blackthorn, a dashing gentleman gambler who promises to be her protector. If she takes off her clothes…

Captain Blackthorn is intrigued by the Irish beauty and has plans to make her his mistress before they reach New York. Only one thing stands in his way—the lovely Countess of Marbury, who is in love with Jack and engaged to his old friend, millionaire Treyton Brady.

The handsome gambler awakens a forbidden passion in Katie that tempts her to give up her dream of freedom…until the fateful night when the Titanic hits an iceberg. Tragedy strikes further when she’s separated from Jack, and Katie must make a daring choice that will change her life forever.

 If you big historicals like Titanic Rhapsody, check out my Kindle Scout submission:

LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

Love_Me_Forever_500x798

LOVE ME FOREVER is on Kindle Scout — you can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. If you nominate my story and it’s published by Kindle Scout, then you’ll receive a free copy!

It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

I’ll be back later today with more about LOVE ME FOREVER and the Civil War…

If anyone feels like sharing a vote…I’ll be forever grateful!

Thank you for stopping by.

And thank you soooo much for your support — I’m on the HOT list at Kindle Scout!! This means a lot to me.

~Jina

What’s a time-traveling heroine to do? Love Me Forever Day 17

brunette_violet_dress

When Liberty Jordan time travels back to 1862 disguised as a Confederate officer, she has no idea she’s about to trade her boots for a parasol and hoop skirt…and take the place of a wily Southern belle.

And fall in love with her fiance, a handsome Union Army major. A surgeon saving soldiers’ lives. When he conscripts her to help him (he believes she’s a Confederate medical officer), she can’t think about anything but him for weeks afterward.

When the belle, Pauletta Sue, tells her she’s off on a spying adventure, Liberty secretly dreams of taking her place on her wedding day…

She pined to see Flynt again, hear his low, sexy voice when he talked about Virginia and his home. See his eyes shine when they saved a soldier’s limb, or watch him standing outside the hospital tent with the late afternoon sun in his eyes, exhaling deeply when the last casualty was brought in. He never stopped, never gave up until the last man was seen. Operating through the night in a tent teeming with insects and the metallic smell of blood. It was mad, crazy, and overwhelmed her senses. Damn, he overwhelmed her senses. Every inch of him a compassionate and powerful male. She could think of nothing else these past weeks, praying, hoping she’d see him again.

And now this. A wedding at Christmas.

The temptation to indulge in romantic scenarios with him made her heart soar. She couldn’t shake the persistent need she had to find love. Yes, she was vulnerable, yes, she was lonely. Somehow she was hurled into this wild adventure with him.

So why not?

Liberty squeezed her eyes tight and let her imagination go.

This was her reality, here, now. And if that meant flying into his arms in a bridal veil, letting him kiss her, touch her, her body writhing under his, she wouldn’t look back. She’d race forward into the deepest depths of her soul and God willing, find the intimate joy she yearned for. But it wouldn’t be without a cost to her heart. She wanted him, but she could never have him. She’d always be someone else in his eyes.

LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

Love_Me_Forever_500x798

LOVE ME FOREVER is on Kindle Scout — you can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. If you nominate my story and it’s published by Kindle Scout, then you’ll receive a free copy!

It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

I’ll be back tomorrow with more about LOVE ME FOREVER and the Civil War…

If anyone feels like sharing a vote…I’ll be forever grateful!

Thank you for stopping by.

And thank you soooo much for your support — I’m back on the HOT list at Kindle Scout!! This means a lot to me.

Time Travel, Jack Finney, and Me: Love Me Forever Day 16

Tiara_GIrl_Fairy_Forest
I love time travel…if you’ve ever read anything by Jack Finney, then you know how he pulls you into the story with a unique time traveling twist and writing that flows.

He was my inspiration when I wrote LOVE ME FOREVER, my Civil War Time Travel...I wanted something different…a heroine who searched for something her whole life only to find it–and maybe lose it–back in time. Antietam 1862.

You can find out what that is…and meet my sexy hero in LOVE ME FOREVER — my story is on Kindle Scout, where you have the op to choose the books that are published.

So if you’re a time travel fan and love hunky heroes and heroines who go after their man, please check it out. And if anyone feels like sharing a vote…I’ll be forever grateful!

~Jina

LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

Love_Me_Forever_500x798

LOVE ME FOREVER is on Kindle Scout — you can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. If you nominate my story and it’s published by Kindle Scout, then you’ll receive a free copy!

It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

I’ll be back tomorrow with more about LOVE ME FOREVER and the Civil War…

If anyone feels like sharing a vote…I’ll be forever grateful!

As I post this, LOVE ME FOREVER is Hot & Trending on Kindle Scout!

Thank you for stopping by…………..

The Tennessee Belle who became a spy: Love Me Forever Day 15

PS_Rosebriar_Colton

Every once in a while, a secondary heroine in a story demands to be heard.

Meet Miss Pauletta Sue Buckingham, a Tennessee belle and the heroine’s rival for the hand of the handsome major in LOVE ME FOREVER, my Civil War Time Travel. What’s my poor heroine to do when this Southern lady gets it into her mind to marry the major?

But no one knows the reason behind her scheme…her broken heart. When her beloved Colton is killed, Pauletta Sue will stop at nothing to avenge his death:

In the morning, he left. Then she waited and waited.

No word came.

No silver coin returned to her.

Then news of his whereabouts arrived by special messenger.

Captain Colton Trent was captured, trying to save a man in his regiment from hanging. Two days later, he was killed trying to escape from a Federal prison.

He was a spy, they said. No trial, no evidence against him but the captured Yank overcoat he wore and the stuttered words of accusation from a frightened Secesh aiming to save his own hide.

Pauletta Sue knew the truth. It lay in her heart.

Colton knew the danger he faced going in alone, trying to save a Ranger’s life. But that wouldn’t stop him. It was so like him, following his credo of honesty, commitment, and duty. What else did she expect from a man who fought bravely in the surprise attack on Grant’s army at Shiloh? Then attacked a Union supply train belonging to General Grant?

Colton was willing to die for what he believed in.

I, too, am not afraid to die, my darling.

I will do anything to help the South win the war.

Anything. Even sell my soul.

LOVE ME FOREVER is on Kindle Scout — you can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. If you nominate my story and it’s published by Kindle Scout, then you’ll receive a free copy!

It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

I’ll be back tomorrow with more about LOVE ME FOREVER and the Civil War…

If anyone feels like sharing a vote…I’ll be forever grateful!

As I post this, LOVE ME FOREVER is Hot & Trending on Kindle Scout!

Thank you for stopping by…………..

~Jina

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 1,949 other followers

%d bloggers like this: