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Royal Noel and how Little Red Riding Hood conned the Wolf

Royal Noel: a fairy tale romance with a twist from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

What if Little Riding Hood had other plans than going to Grandma’s house . . . like a castle with a handsome duke?

ROYAL NOEL is a sweet romance fairy tale with a heroine with a past . . . she’s an international jewel thief called The Princess.

Had so much fun writing this with Gennie and her duke . . . and there’s a royal baby, too!

This is Book 4 in my Twisted Tiaras series featuring the Risconti Family in Sariah Wilson‘s Royals of Monterra KW series.

Royal Noel http://a.co/65GYfHH on Kindle and now Kindle Unlimited!

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My princesses with a past in my Twister Tiaras series for the Royals of Monterra Kindle Worlds stories:

The Royals of Monterra — 4 books! from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

Book 1: Royal Dare It ain’t easy getting clean…even for a princess.

 

Book 2: Royal Bride Can a sexy prince give a girl a second chance at love?

 

 

Book 3: Royal Kiss Even a goody two shoes princess can get lost down the rabbit hole.

 

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Fairy Tales & Magic:

 

Royal Magic The magic is in his kiss…

A Philly girl falls in love with a royal magician.

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Pink Hibiscus: An Army Nurse’s letter to her sister on December 7, 1941

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If you like stories about love, war, and medicine, check out my Civil War time travel romance, LOVE ME FOREVER – a Civil War medical drama that takes place in 1862 in Virginia in a plantation turned into a hospital.

Pearl Harbor, Hawaii

December 7, 1941

7:30 a.m.

Dear Peggy,

I’m bustin’ with news to tell you, little sister. I only have a few minutes before my shift at the hospital starts, pink_hibiscus_couple_moonso bear with me. I don’t know where to begin. It all happened so fast. I met Jimmy at the Officers’ Club when I first got here last summer and the handsome Army Air Force lieutenant asked me to dance. The band was playing Moonlight Serenade and before I knew it he had his arms around me, holding me so tight I couldn’t breathe.

Then he kissed me.

Oh, it was so romantic. The warm night breeze blowing in off the ocean, the smell of pink hibiscus making me wild with desire, his hand reaching under my long evening gown and sliding up my thigh. Then he picked me up in his arms and carried me down to the beach and we…

7:45 a.pink_hibiscus_nurse_phonem.

Sorry, I got called away by the nurse-in-charge. She was worried about a patient wheezing and coughing. She thought it might be pneumonia. Just a couple of nurses on duty this morning, so she asked me to help her with paperwork. I was disappointed, seeing how I haven’t had much chance to use my nursing skills since I’ve been here. Still, Pearl is the best duty an Army nurse could wish for. We get a few pilots scraped up after a rough landing or with a bad hangover, but it’s mostly sunny days and balmy nights.

I bet you and Mom were all bundled up when you did this year’s Christmas shopping at Wanamaker’s. I love walking down Market Street with all the holiday decorations. The soft, white snow landing on top of the pretzel man’s cart. The hot cocoa with Mom’s fresh whipped cream. I miss you and the family so much, but don’t worry about me, I’m having the best time of my life. I’ve nearly worn out the soles on my new high-heeled pumps dancing every night with Jimmy.

Here’s my news, he…

7:55 a.m.

Something’s happening, Peggy, something awful. Sirens going off, a loud explosion, and everyone’s scrambling. I’ll write more later. I’ve got to get back to my patients. They’re jumping out of bed and yelling for their pants.

We’re under attack . . . oh, God, what’s happening?

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11:30 p.m.

It’s over. For now.

A mad, insane day that I shall never forget . . .

But my job is just beginning. I wish I could call you on the telephone and hear your voice, tell you that I’m okay, but that’s impossible, so I’ll write everything dopink_hibiscus_nurse_clipboardwn as fast as I can. Here’s what happened earlier today on December 7, 1941 . . .

The second wave of the surprise attack lasted until nearly 10 a.m. I haven’t stopped since then and I’d still be racing from one patient to the next if the nurse-in-charge hadn’t insisted I get some rest.

First, I’ll give you detailed account before I grab a few minutes of sleep, then go back on duty. My thoughts are scattered, so bear with me.

By the time you read this, you’ll know the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor on a quiet Sunday morning at 7:55 a.m. I was recording a patient’s vitals when a soldier with a broken leg asked me to help him stand up. Sweat beaded on his forehead and he looked real nervous. Said he heard something that didn’t sound right. Planes flying overhead that weren’t ours. I thought he was joking, then I looked out the big, square hospital window—

Oh, my God, Peggy, I don’t know how to describe what I saw. Planes roaring overhead with red suns emblazoned on them. Loud, ear-splitting explosions. Black plumes of smoke swirling into the sky like a death flower.

It was maddening. Fear choked my throat. My body went numb. Hot tears spilled onto my cheeks. I

wiped them away with defiance.

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I let go with a long shudder. I don’t know what came over me. Fear, I guess, but I was okay now. Duty came first. This was what I’d spent years studying for, watching, observing, the sleepless nights working in the emergency room in the big Philadelphia hospital. It all came together for me in that moment.

Thank God.

Within minutes, the wounded came pouring in. Carried in on anything sturdy enough to hold them. The sound of antiaircraft fire ringing in our ears, bombs exploding outside and shaking the walls. I don’t want to shock you, but you and those at home must know what we’re up against in this war. The pain, the horror. Men missing limbs. Bloodied wounds. Ugly burns with exposed flesh. Others in shock. We had no electricity, no elevators to transport the wounded to surgery. Not enough nurses. Supplies running out fast.

But we did it. We saved as many lives as we could and prayed for those we couldn’t.

I went from one patient to the next, never stopping until—

I saw him. My lieutenant. Carrying a wounded soldier on his back, blood splattered all over his uniform.

“Jimmy, Jimmy!” I yelled out, trying to get his attention.

pink_hibiscus_hugging“Kitty . . . ” He looked so relieved to see me it made me tear up. I could see in his eyes he wanted to hold me close to him, never let me go. I wanted to feel his warmth, smell his woodsy, masculine scent. Prove to myself

he was here, alive.

My patient came first.

After I stabilized the wounded man, Jimmy held me in his arms and pulled off my nurse’s cap, and then ran his fingers through my hair.

“Thank God, you’re okay, Kitty,” he said, his lips brushing my cheek. He told me we lost several battleships and more than a hundred planes, but that wasn’t going to stop him. He was going to get into the air no matter what he had to do. Drive all over the island until he found a P36 gassed up and ready to go.

He cupped my chin and said,  “I’ll be seeing you, babe.”

I smiled up at him. “I’ll be waiting.”

Then he left. I blew him a kiss. I knew what he was thinking. He had his job and I had mine. Whatever words and soft kissepink_hibiscus_flags we’d exchanged under the swaying palms would have to wait.

We were at war.

And God willing, we’d be together again soon.

But nothing will erase what happened here on this Sunday morning at Pearl Harbor, the sun bright yellow and hot. Then the sky became dark with enemy planes set on destroying us and our way of life. My heart is so heavy with the pain of what I saw today. The suffering and the dying. It’s my job and the job of every serviceman and woman to stop them before they reach our home shores.

You have a job, too, Peggy. Take care of Mom and Dad, and tell them not to worry about me. I know everyone will do whatever they can so our fighting men can return home safe.

I can’t wait until I see you all again. When this horrible mess is over, we’ll sit under the old apple tree and eat bonbons and I’ll show you the prettiest engagpink_hibiscus_kissingement ring you ever saw. Yes, that’s my surprise. Jimmy asked me to marry him.

Till then, little sister, pray for me. And our boys fighting what some say will be a long, hard battle. But we’ll win. We have to. For the sake of free men and women everywhere.

Love, your big sister,

Kitty

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I hope you enjoyed reliving the events of December 7, 1941 through Kitty’s eyes. She came to me in an instant when I wanted to write a tribute to the brave men and women at Pearl Harbor and told her story to me. I couldn’t type fast enough…

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Thank you for stopping by! If you like WW2 romance, check out my holiday novella that takes place on Christmas Eve during the cold winter of 1943: “A Soldier’s Italian Christmas.”

A Soldier’s Italian Christmas from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

December 1943 Italy

He is a U.S Army captain, a battle-weary soldier who has lost his faith. She is a nun, her life dedicated to God. Together they are going to commit an act the civilized world will not tolerate. They are about to fall in love.

Winner in the Novella Category in the I Heart Indie contest

A Soldier’s Italian Christmas is available on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited

~Jina

Also, my Civil War medical drama:

Women Soldiers in the Civil War from “Love Me Forever” from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

LOVE ME FOREVER is available on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited and is on sale December 7 and 8 for 99 cents!!

Christmas during the Civil War in 1862 from “Love Me Forever” from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

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Southern Belle and Spy: Excerpt from LOVE ME FOREVER from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

Featured Image -- 2069If you love Civil War romance and time travel and TWO hunky military heroes, check out my Kindle Scout winner:

LOVE ME FOREVER

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

 

 

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My Christmas Piano Tree is there!

A war vet with a secret returns home to help a buddy’s widow get through the holidays.

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Check out my Royals of Monterra Kindle Worlds:

 

 

It ain’t easy getting clean…even for a princess…

ROYAL BRIDE

 

Can a sexy prince give a girl a second chance at love?

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ROYAL MAGIC

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The magic is in his kiss…

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Casting spells on #Halloween? Nah, I’d rather read my favorite romance novel


Happy Halloween!!
What’s your favorite type of romance?
If you like fairy tales and want to read about Zoey — not your ordinary Cinderella. She’s not young, beautiful, or blonde — check out Royal Bride.
Sweet Romance on Amazon Kindle.

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Happy Halloween!! — EROTIC ROMANCE:

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I love Halloween and dressing up in a pretty costume. Especially a can-can outfit with a white petticoat and layers of ruffles and black stockings. Imagine if you could go to Paris and dance the can-can at the famous Moulin Rouge.

You can…with the help of a little black magic.

Meet Autumn Maguire in Naughty Paris She’s jilted at the altar and uses her pre-paid honeymoon tickets to go to Paris. She’s turned on when she sees a full-size painting of a sexy, lost Impressionist named Paul Borquet in a studio in the Marais District…

Here is an audio/video podcast of two short scenes from Naughty Paris where Autumn hears the laughter of the scandalous artist…and she’s transported back to 1889 Paris.

Find out what happened to Autumn Maguire in Naughty Paris.”

Happy Halloween!

Sweet Holiday Romance “The Christmas Piano Tree” on #SweetestDay #FREE

Sweetest Day started out as a sweet day in 1916 literally – Candy Day.

I’d like to celebrate  this day with another sweet.

Sweet Romance.

My holiday romance THE CHRISTMAS PIANO TREE is a ***FREE sweet treat today Saturday, October 21, 2017.

It’s the story of a wounded warrior and a soldier’s widow:

Kristen Delaney is a cookie baker and works in a girl’s school in Kissing Creek, Kentucky. She’s been feeding homeless vets with leftover food as a way of keeping her husband’s memory alive (he was killed in Afghanistan)–this is a very difficult Christmas Eve for her and her little girl Rachel…until this soldier shows up!!

Here’s a short scene where we first meet him. Kristen gets a funny feeling when she sees a tall man walking toward her…

“She pulled her steering wheel hard to the right to avoid colliding with the tall man bundled up in a black field jacket and khaki pants, a duffel bag strapped on his back, his broad shoulders dusted with falling snow.

“She stuck her head out of the window to give him a piece of her mind and then stopped.

“Something about him made her stare at him. He had that swagger she knew so well. Military. Seeing him touched a nerve. Another homeless vet. Kristen shook her head, understanding. He was the third one this week looking for a hot meal.

“Not surprising on Christmas Eve.”

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The Christmas Piano Tree” is the story of a pretty young war widow who re-discovers the magic of the holiday season with the help of a homeless vet and an old piano.

***FREE today on  Amazon Kindle

Thanks for stopping by!

~Jina

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Pumpkin Spice Coffee, writing, and me #amwritingfantasy #amediting #IARTG

 

I snagged the last package of Pumpkin Spice coffee at my local market.

Thank goodness.

Now I can pull an all-nighter on my urban fantasy.

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My princesses with a past in my Twister Tiaras series for the Royals of Monterra Kindle Worlds stories:

The Royals of Monterra — 4 books! from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

Book 1: Royal Dare It ain’t easy getting clean…even for a princess.

 

Book 2: Royal Bride Can a sexy prince give a girl a second chance at love?

 

 

Book 3: Royal Kiss Even a goody two shoes princess can get lost down the rabbit hole.

 

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Fairy Tales & Magic:

 

Royal Magic The magic is in his kiss…

A Philly girl falls in love with a royal magician.

Kentucky Christmas and a holiday piano on #NationalKentuckyDay

 

I remember Christmas in Kentucky when I was a kid. We lived in a lot of states, but I loved Kentucky with its beautiful woods and small towns like Versailles and Corbin.

And Kissing Creek.

But Kissing Creek exists only “The Christmas Piano Tree.” A homespun small town where a pretty young war widow lives with her little girl. When an old army buddy of her late husband shows up looking for a meal, she’s intrigued . . .

Discover the magic of the Christmas Piano Tree. on Kindle and Kindle Unlimitied.

 

 

 

Writers have bosses, too #BossesDay2017

 

Do writers have bosses?

You bet.

Our characters tell us what to do.

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My princesses with a past in my Twister Tiaras series for the Royals of Monterra Kindle Worlds stories:

The Royals of Monterra — 4 books! from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

Book 1: Royal Dare It ain’t easy getting clean…even for a princess.

 

Book 2: Royal Bride Can a sexy prince give a girl a second chance at love?

 

 

Book 3: Royal Kiss Even a goody two shoes princess can get lost down the rabbit hole.

 

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Fairy Tales & Magic:

 

Royal Magic The magic is in his kiss…

A Philly girl falls in love with a royal magician.

A Soldier’s Italian Christmas: Video Excerpt from Chapter 1 of a forbidden romance during WW 2 in war torn Italy

A Soldier’s Italian Christmas”   ***FREE today Saturday October 14, 2017*** 
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December 1943
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Two days before Christmas, Captain Mack O’Casey gets separated from his unit during battle. He makes a wrong turn and finds himself in a small bombed-out village called Monte D’Oro Rose. It appears to be deserted. It isn’t. A beautiful young woman is watching his every move…

Who is she? You’ll find out in this Video Excerpt from Chapter One of A Soldier’s Italian Christmas

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Excerpt from Chapter One of “A Soldier’s Italian Christmas:”

“American?” Her voice changed. “Oh, thank God,” she said in English.

Mack turned around slowly and saw a young woman holding a gun on him. She bent down and turned up the wick on the lantern sitting on the ground and light flooded the small courtyard. He didn’t breathe until he was certain she wouldn’t shoot him. Dark, beautiful eyes flecked with amber sucked the fatigue right out of him.

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Here is my special video excerpt with lots of photos and my voiceover. It’s 11 minutes long–I cover the first few pages of Chapter One…it was quite a challenge.

I hope you enjoy it.

A Soldier’s Italian Christmas: Excerpt from Chapter One from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

Jina

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O’Casey Brothers in Arms 1

December 1943 Italy

He is a U.S Army captain, a battle-weary soldier who has lost his faith.

She is a nun, her life dedicated to God.

Together they are going to commit an act the civilized world will not tolerate.

They are about to fall in love.

A Soldier’s Italian Christmas is a holiday novella sweet romance available on Amazon Kindle

A Soldier’s Italian Christmas”   ***FREE today Saturday October 14, 2017*** 

The Magic Christmas Train has left the station . . .

 

Today I want to say a big THANK YOU to everyone who nominated my Kindle Scout book, The Magic Christmas Train, and who tweeted and shared the link.

My book is in review right now . . .

I’ll be updating this page as soon as I have word!!

Again, thank you!!

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My heroine Kate in The Magic Christmas Train receives a letter years after the war from an army buddy of her fiance, who was killed overseas in the European theater. It’s that letter that sets into motion her trip back through time from 1955 to 1943:

On a cold December day in 1955, I got on a train to go back home for Christmas.

This is the story of what happened when I got off that train.

In 1943.

An old letter written after the war on army stationery brought me here. A chance to save the life of the man I loved. We were going to be married, but he was called up for active duty and was killed. The letter details why the mission went wrong. If I warn him back in this time, can I save his life?

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Day 30 Kindle Scout Campaign: The Magic Christmas Train and LAST DAY to nominate my story

Last day for my Kindle Scout campaign for The Magic Christmas Train and what a journey it’s been.

Christmas on the home front during WW II was so different than what we know today. There were few if any live Christmas trees because of no manpower to cut them down; no new ornaments imported, and wrapping presents was discouraged because the government needed the paper.

Rubber anything was impossible to get–from tires to girdles. Sweets for the holidays were harder to make with sugar rationing. No outdoor Christmas lights.

But as it was so often said during the war, the light came from within the souls of the good people who never wavered in their support for the men and women who served in the Armed Forces.

I tried to show that spirit in my WW II time travel romance, The Magic Christmas Train, through the eyes of the folks in my little town of Posey Creek, Pennsylvania.

That Christmas season was a very special one for my heroine, Kate Arden. Like so many women, she lost her man in the fighting overseas.

But she never stopped loving him. And somehow, years later, she travels back to 1943 on a magic train to save him.

For the light in her heart for this special man never went out. Maybe that was the magic that made her journey back through time possible.

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It all starts when Kate receives a letter years after the war from an army buddy of her fiancé who was killed overseas in the European theater. It’s that letter that sets into motion her trip back through time from 1955 to 1943:

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On a cold December day in 1955, I got on a train to go back home for Christmas.

This is the story of what happened when I got off that train.

In 1943.

An old letter written after the war on army stationery brought me here. A chance to save the life of the man I loved. We were going to be married, but he was called up for active duty and was killed. The letter details why the mission went wrong. If I warn him back in this time, can I save his life?

Or will fate have a bigger surprise in store for me?

Kindle Scout is where you choose which books are published!

If the book(s) you nominate are chosen for publication, then you receive a FREE advance copy from Amazon.

Check out my Kindle Scout book “The Magic Christmas Train.” It’s a holiday Time Travel romance:

Imagine if you could go back to a special Christmas, see family and friends you miss, and change the course of your life . . . and save the man you love from being killed overseas during World War 2.

So hop aboard the Magic Christmas Train and meet the Arden Family doing their best to support the troops during that Christmas of 1943.

Thank you!!

Jina

PS – if you ever wanted to go home again . . . this is the story for you. A hot, sexy hero, a time traveling heroine who tries to save him, and the magic of a small town Christmas . . . and plenty of good food!

*************LAST DAY to nominate The Magic Christmas Train************ my campaign ends Monday October 2, 2017 EDT.

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