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Last Day to enter our Romance Giveaway and win those Jane Austen Socks

I’m thrilled to be part of this promo put together by the fabulous Aileen Harkwood — a wonderful author and the hardest working promotions expert I know.

My historical book for this promo is TITANIC RHAPSODY. Can you believe it will be 107 years since the Ship of Dreams sank? (more later)

First, here is more info re: the historicals’ giveaway and prizes from Aileen:

Historical romance and time travel romance fans, how would you like to take home a Jane Austen-them gift basket loaded with goodies? A reproduction historical love token? Maybe some historical romances on your wish list or an Amazon gift card? Enter March 11-31 for your chance to win!

LORDS & LOVE TOKENS GIVEAWAY
Jane Austen Gift Basket 1st Prize!

Nothing is more romantic than a love that survives or spans the sweep of time. Our book fair has something for everyone, from Medieval to Regency to 20th Century romance. Every book, 2.99 or less. A FREE exclusive download and bonus giveaway, too!

Giveaway entry page:

https://bookwrapt.com/lords-love-tokens-giveaway/

 

Book Fair page with bonus giveaway:

https://bookwrapt.com/lords-love-tokens-book-fair/

 

Direct link to Rafflecopter:

http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/b0075a2b101/?

Exciting prizes!

Check out all the fab historicals on the Book Fair Page — and now here is more info about TITANIC RHAPSODY

Can Katie fight her scandalous attraction to Captain Lord Blackthorn?

Romance is in the air on the Titanic . . . a sexy, gentleman gambler, a beautiful Irish girl, and an enchanting countess.

Or will the countess stand in her way?

I so loved writing this romance about these three characters, each with a secret to hide aboard the ship of dreams. A lot can happen in four days aboard ship . . . events that will change their lives forever in TITANIC RHAPSODY available on Amazon Kindle.

US: http://a.co/1wSE0rb

UK: http://amzn.eu/hGXYjfa

Titanic Rhapsody from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

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The Princess and the Magic Shamrock for St. Patrick’s Day and A Romance Giveaway, too

Happy Patrick’s Day!

I’m thrilled to be part of this promo put together by the fabulous Aileen Harkwood — a wonderful author and the hardest working promotions expert I know.

My historical book for this promo is TITANIC RHAPSODY. Can you believe it will be 107 years since the Ship of Dreams sank? (more later)

First, here is more info re: the historicals’ giveaway and prizes from Aileen:

Historical romance and time travel romance fans, how would you like to take home a Jane Austen-them gift basket loaded with goodies? A reproduction historical love token? Maybe some historical romances on your wish list or an Amazon gift card? Enter March 11-31 for your chance to win!

LORDS & LOVE TOKENS GIVEAWAY
Jane Austen Gift Basket 1st Prize!

Nothing is more romantic than a love that survives or spans the sweep of time. Our book fair has something for everyone, from Medieval to Regency to 20th Century romance. Every book, 2.99 or less. A FREE exclusive download and bonus giveaway, too!

Giveaway entry page:

https://bookwrapt.com/lords-love-tokens-giveaway/

Book Fair page with bonus giveaway:

https://bookwrapt.com/lords-love-tokens-book-fair/

Direct link to Rafflecopter:

http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/b0075a2b101/?

Exciting prizes!

Check out all the fab historicals on the Book Fair Page — and now here is more info about TITANIC RHAPSODY

Can Katie fight her scandalous attraction to Captain Lord Blackthorn?

Romance is in the air on the Titanic . . . a sexy, gentleman gambler, a beautiful Irish girl, and an enchanting countess.

Or will the countess stand in her way?

I so loved writing this romance about these three characters, each with a secret to hide aboard the ship of dreams. A lot can happen in four days aboard ship . . . events that will change their lives forever in TITANIC RHAPSODY available on Amazon Kindle.

US: http://a.co/1wSE0rb

UK: http://amzn.eu/hGXYjfa

Titanic Rhapsody from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

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Lord and Love Tokens Giveaway Enter March 11-31 and Jane Austen socks too

I’m thrilled to be part of this promo put together by the fabulous Aileen Harkwood — a wonderful author and the hardest working promotions expert I know.

My historical book for this promo is TITANIC RHAPSODY. Can you believe it will be 107 years since the Ship of Dreams sank? (more later)

First, here is more info re: the historicals’ giveaway and prizes from Aileen:

Historical romance and time travel romance fans, how would you like to take home a Jane Austen-them gift basket loaded with goodies? A reproduction historical love token? Maybe some historical romances on your wish list or an Amazon gift card? Enter March 11-31 for your chance to win!

LORDS & LOVE TOKENS GIVEAWAY
Jane Austen Gift Basket 1st Prize!

Nothing is more romantic than a love that survives or spans the sweep of time. Our book fair has something for everyone, from Medieval to Regency to 20th Century romance. Every book, 2.99 or less. A FREE exclusive download and bonus giveaway, too!

Giveaway entry page:

https://bookwrapt.com/lords-love-tokens-giveaway/

 

Book Fair page with bonus giveaway:

https://bookwrapt.com/lords-love-tokens-book-fair/

 

Direct link to Rafflecopter:

http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/b0075a2b101/?

Exciting prizes!

Check out all the fab historicals on the Book Fair Page — and now here is more info about TITANIC RHAPSODY

Can Katie fight her scandalous attraction to Captain Lord Blackthorn?

Romance is in the air on the Titanic . . . a sexy, gentleman gambler, a beautiful Irish girl, and an enchanting countess.

Or will the countess stand in her way?

I so loved writing this romance about these three characters, each with a secret to hide aboard the ship of dreams. A lot can happen in four days aboard ship . . . events that will change their lives forever in TITANIC RHAPSODY available on Amazon Kindle.

US: http://a.co/1wSE0rb

UK: http://amzn.eu/hGXYjfa

Titanic Rhapsody from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

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Meet the Princess and the Stilettos for Valentine’s Day and “Virgin Kiss” short story

Valentine’s Day is here!

This is one of my favorite videos I made about princesses:

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And here is VIRGIN KISS

I wrote this fun short story about a high school freshman and her first kiss disaster — here’a preview of Virgin Kiss:

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Riley Murphy is a kissing virgin, waiting for the right guy to come along. Until she joins the Drama Club at Holywell High and has to kiss the class dweeb on stage in front of the whole school on Valentine’s Day.
Virgin Kiss is a short story

What’s in a kiss? A kiss by any other name is—

—sweet, romantic, intimate, passionate, wet, sloppy, disgusting, probing, awful, nasty, sexy, tingly, and sometimes just plain wonderful.

But what if it’s your first kiss? And what if you have to pucker up in front of a live audience? What then?

Pass the Altoids, please.

The kiss-from-hell happened to me, Riley Murphy. Let me set the stage for you.

I was the new kid at Holywell High School, a shy, skinny freshman with cinnamon-colored freckles sprinkled across my nose. And flat-chested. Not exactly Miss Popularity with the bouncy boobs and flirty lashes. More like an olive stuck on the end of a toothpick.

Even with that dossier, I wasn’t a total dork. I’d gotten pecks on the cheek with quick brushes on the lips, but I’d yet to experience the soul-melting kisses you see in the flicks. The passionate lip-lock I dreamed about, wrote about in my diary. I pined for that kiss, but it didn’t happen. No doubt I’d be in graduate school facing lifelong debt before the right pair of lips met mine.

To overcome my shyness, my mom convinced me to try out for the Drama Club. Somehow I landed the leading role in a one-act Chekhov play. Yes, Chekhov. I played this mad, beautiful countess with passion and heart. I loved it. I came alive on stage. I could do anything, be anybody, say anything, I could—

—kiss the male lead?

A gangly sophomore named Harold Brimwell with long greasy hair and an upper lip curled in a perpetual snarl? He was going to anoint my virgin lips with my first big kiss?

Forget the Altoids. I needed a stress pill.

I quit the play. They could find another dupe. Not me. I wasn’t going to let him use my lips for kissing practice.

Then I heard this little voice in my head telling me this was acting, right? Going through the motions at rehearsals and on stage didn’t count on the kissing scale. I could pucker up with him and still be a kissing virgin.

After that, I sailed through rehearsals, knowing my lines, and “connecting to my character,” according to the director, who insisted on method acting. That’s how the trouble started. We didn’t rehearse the kiss. He wanted a real kiss on stage, he said, not some phony smooch.

I panicked. This was not what I’d planned. Worse yet, we opened on Valentine’s Day with a preview performance at the afternoon school assembly. Not only did I have to kiss this guy, I had to do it on the most romantic day of the year in front of the entire student body.

I dumped the Altoids down the toilet.

Valentine’s Day dawned rainy and cold. Perfect weather for a Russian play.

I arrived at the gym early, put on my makeup in the girls’ bathroom, then hooked up my long Victorian black lace dress, the silk petticoats rustling around my feet. I checked my props, including a dainty parasol, dueling gloves, and a small pistol. I saved putting on my lipstick for last. It had to be perfect.

First, I gargled mint-flavored mouthwash until my lips turned green and my mouth went numb. Next, I lined my lips with Chekhovian dark red lipstick and smacked my lips together. Perfect. I was ready for my lip close-up.

It’s showtime.

I was nervous when the lights came up, but after the first few minutes I relaxed. My training took over and I was “in the moment.” The dueling scene went off without the pistols misfiring and that meant it was time for…

the kiss.

My co-star walked toward me with that “I’ve got you now” look fired up in his eyes, his lower lip snarling. I freaked. My stomach did flip-flops. My teeth chattered. My mouthwash stopped working.

It was so quiet in the high school gym you could hear the director chewing on the end of his pencil. My heart pounded as I held my breath when he pulled me into his arms and—

—slammed his mouth into mine. Bile rose in my throat as he pushed my lips apart and thrust his mushy, saliva-coated gum into my mouth, making me nauseous. Then he shoved his tongue down my throat, nearly gagging me. I started choking.

I can’t breathe. I thought I was going to pass out, but I was determined not to faint. I had to get him off me.

With stars circling my pounding head, I pulled up my strength and kicked him in the shin. Startled, he jerked backward, but not before he bit my lower lip. I tasted blood, but it wasn’t over.

He held me tighter, slobbering all over me, licking my face, my throat, coating my skin with stringy gum. The audience went crazy, yelling and shouting like they were at a basketball game and I was the bouncing ball.

I had to do something. Fast.

The pistol.

I panicked. Where was it? After the mock dueling scene, I threw the prop gun down on the round table. It had to be there, but where?

I reached out behind me, my nails catching on the lace doily, edging the gun toward me, an inch at a time. Sweat oozed down my too-tight collar and my knees started to buckle, but I didn’t give up. I couldn’t let him take advantage of me.

Almost got it…there. My fingers wrapped around the pearl-inlayed handle. Without losing my nerve, I grabbed the pistol and jammed the prop into his ribs. Hard. I yanked my body with such fury, I ripped the black lace sleeve out of the armpit. It slid down my shoulder, but that didn’t stop me.

“Get your hands off me, you sloppy kissing, gum-chewer!” I yelled, ignoring the script and re-writing Chekhov. “Or I’ll plug you.”

The director gasped. Loudly.

“Yeah, sure,” Harold stuttered, letting me go, and then backing away. “Anything you say.”

“That’s telling him!” someone yelled from the audience.

Amy Zanderbar. His ex-girlfriend.

Seems I hit a nerve with the females sitting in the bleachers who’d had their share of bad kissers. They loved it. The audience started clapping wildly and stomping their feet, shouting for me to let him have it.

I was tempted to push him off the stage and give them what they wanted, but my thespian instincts kicked in and I got back into character, giving Chekhov his due and ending the play as he’d written it.

The poor darling. I’m certain he had a restless sleep in his grave that night.

We performed the one-act play for the next few nights without further incident, faking the kiss each time. My co-star was cool, not attempting any more way-out kissing. For me, it was strictly acting. As far as I was concerned, I was still a virgin in lip-land.

I haven’t forgotten that V-Day and my experience with the gum-toting, kissing bandit. Not a bad guy, just a rotten kisser.

And in case you’re curious, as time went by, I did find the right pair of lips to land that first kiss. A hottie senior. Jack Dayne. Sexy and perfect.

And when I did, I discovered a kiss isn’t just a kiss, it’s…

magic.

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PS — yes, Riley is me, a shy freshman back in the day.

I still remember the black-beaded Victorian dress I wore when I performed the part of Elena.

My High School Kissing Disaster on Valentine’s Day

What if your first kiss, and I mean your Virgin Kiss was just plain awful?

Meet Riley Murphy — you won’t believe her high school kissing disaster in Virgin Kiss

A very short kissing story I wrote.

I bet we all remember teenage angst…there’s nothing more angsty (if there is such a word) than that first kiss. Even worse is when it’s not your dream guy.

It’s the guy in the school play.

And boy, does he have ‘tude. Like, power play to the max.

Riley almost lets him get the best of her, then she does something that empowers her in front of the whole school. Find out what that is in Virgin Kiss. I’ll post the short story in its entirety on Valentine’s Day!

Or: you can watch it on my Instagram Page in Parts — up to Part 8 today.  

I wrote this before the #MeToo movement, but it was never more true today as the heroine fights back against this snarky guy in a funny and humorous way. And with a Chekhov play, too!

PS — I still remember the black-beaded Victorian dress I wore when I performed the part of Elena. Yes, Riley is me.

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Riley Murphy is a kissing virgin, waiting for the right guy to come along. Until she joins the Drama Club at Holywell High and has to kiss the class dweeb on stage in front of the whole school on Valentine’s Day.
Virgin Kiss is a short story

 

Photo and Music Credits:
Photos: http://www.Dreamstime.com
Music: Sweeter Vermouth Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)

 

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Valentine’s Day “Virgin Kiss” preview on Instagram

Valentine’s Day is coming!!

I wrote this fun short story about a high school freshman and her first kiss disaster — here’a preview of Virgin Kiss:

Riley Murphy is a kissing virgin, waiting for the right guy to come along. Until she joins the Drama Club at Holywell High and has to kiss the class dweeb on stage in front of the whole school on Valentine’s Day.
Virgin Kiss is a short story

Photos: http://www.Dreamstime.com
Music: Sweeter Vermouth Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)

And here is Part 1:

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Princess Day: A Princess by any other name…

Today is Princess Day!

In tribute to princesses everywhere:

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And lastly for Princess Day, let’s go to Venice for Carnevale and meet a girl who thinks she’s plain so she pretends to be a princess and hides behind a mask . . .

Princess Day: A Princess out of work . . .

Today is Princess Day!

In tribute to princesses everywhere here’s a second video:

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Yes, you’re going to see a lot of shamrocks in this video, but it’s Princess Day and this is about a princess who wants a job . . . so bear with me and enjoy the story!!

Princess Day: A Princess by any other name…

Find out how she really won the prince!

Today is Princess Day!

In tribute to princesses everywhere:

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Check out my video with my poem put to pictures from http://www.Dreamstime.com and music “Fairytale Waltz” by Kevin MacLeod http://www.incompetech.com :

The Princess and the Stilettos for Valentine’s Day from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

When I was a little girl, a princess I wanted to be

So I got all dressed up looking for a prince to marry me

I searched high and low

But found no beau

As I got older

I got a little bolder

I dressed to kill

But no boyfriend still

What’s wrong with me? I wanted to know

I work so hard to be perfect and I’m always on the go

It’s your shoes, my best friend said, rolling her eyes

Princesses wear sexy shoes to please the guys

Like Cinderella? I said, with her slipper made of glass

Yes, you need sexy stilettos so he’ll make a pass

Not so, I assured her confident and wise

A smart girl knows how to get the guys

Oh yeah? she said, wrinkling her nose

Try it if you dare and forget your woes

So shopping I went stilettos to buy

And sexy undies to get a guy

In the end I got my prince wearing no shoes at all

Like Cinderella, I ran from the Ball

With my handsome prince hot on my tail

My stiletto in hand, looking for me to no avail

What happened, you ask? so curious and fine

How did I find my Valentine?

True, the sexy kicks helped me to catch his eye

But in the end it was something much more sly

Instead of trying so hard Miss Perfect to be

I ended up doing what came naturally

Like a dancing princess, I kicked off my shoes and danced all night

When this gorgeous man grabbed me and wouldn’t let me out of his sight

How did I know he was a man not to be missed?

Take one look at him. It was in his kiss…

Lipstick Day! A sexy poem just for you . . . and the man in your life. Pucker up!

I love lipsticks!
I save them, have lots of tubes I don’t use anymore, but the colors are still intense and vibrant — and the tubes! I have one that’s very Art Deco. Most lipsticks now come in plastic tubes . . .
So for LIPSTICK DAY here’s a poem I wrote about lipsticks . . . and your man.
Jina

PS — In my WW 2 time travel story I just submitted, everybody wears red, red lipstick. What’s your favorite color?

 

A LIPSTICK Lover’s Poem

From pink to peach to jungle red
There’s little that hasn’t been said

About our favorite lipstick shade
That promises not to fade

But it’s not lipstick’s glam
Or its kickass hot damn

That seduces us to the lipstick counter
But the promise of a sexy encounter

With the hottie of our dreams
Who’s more than he seems

A man for all seasons
Who has his reasons

When he whispers, “I don’t mean to be rude…
“But I prefer you and your lipstick nude.”

 

You can find all my heroines and their lipsticks on my Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Jina-Bacarr/e/B001IU2P8G/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0
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LOVE ME FOREVER

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

LOVE ME FOREVER is a Kindle Scout selection and is available at Amazon.com on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited 

 

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