Book Hooks is a once a week Marketing for Romance Authors promote each other. It's also a great way for the author to share their work and have their friends get the word out about the group. BLURB      After the untimely death of her husband in the line of duty, Nikki Petrino still grieving three years later, goes on retreat to Mexico to finish her novel, where she meets musician Drake Dente a 90’s rock icon working on lyrics for his comeback CD.      After meeting at dinner, Drake and Nikki can’t keep their eyes off each other. Sparks fly and they instantly became an item. Upon returning to New York for Nikki’s high school reunion, she learns shocking events from her best friends.      After a misunderstanding, Nikki is missing and Drake is desperate to find her. EXCERPT  She dangled a pair of white heels from her hand, but glancing at her sunburned feet she decided on a pair of white fl...

Welcome to this weeks edition to Tuesday Tales. It sure feels good to be back. This is the continuation of my WIP, which I am tying up in the weeks to come.  Jill gasped when she walked into Umberto’s Restaurant dining room.   In the far corner of the room was a table filled with all different colored wild blowers. The hostess led them to the table next to the one with the flowers. Jill was happy that she hadn’t prematurely comment on them. That would have been one of the most embarrassing moments she had with Robbie. But she was wrong. Robbie pulled her chair out for her and waited for her to sit before taking the seat across from her.   “I hope you like the flowers.” Jill lifted her hand to her lips before her lips broke into a huge smile. “I can’t believe these are all for me.” “And there’s still more to come.” Robbie directed his gaze to the hostess. “I would like a bottle of champagne and fresh fruit to start the evening.” ...

Welcome to this weeks edition of Tuesday Tales. Happy Valentine's Day to all of you! Robbie had a limousine waiting for their trip into Manhattan to get Jill heavier winter clothes. Since she returned to the east coast, she was still adjusting to the winter weather. Robbie brought her to top line designer shops in the garment district. Finding her size was a challenge, since everything had been marked down to make room for the spring line. Jill wound up getting three pairs of dress boots, two pairs of shoes and winter handbags to match. Most of her handbags were either white, ivory, tan or beach bags so it was refreshing to broaden her color spectrum along with heavy wool and cashmere sweaters. Their last stop was to grab a cup of coffee at Starbucks before heading to the office for the meeting Robbie had set up with the producer and other writers. As soon as the elevator doors to the office opened Gary Nelson was waiting for them at the reception de...

Welcome to this weeks edition of Tuesday Tales to the word prompt metal. This is my work in progress that is still untitled. Make sure you stop to read the other wonderful stories from a great group of writers.   Jill stepped back out of Robbie’s embrace. The thought of this going any further spelled disaster. Mixing business with pleasure never worked when the relationship went south. The only thing that could come out of this was her being on the unemployment line. It was literary impossible to work along side someone after you slept with them. “What’s wrong?” Robbie asked, pulling Jill back into his arms. “I don’t want to ruin what we have.” “You’re not going to,” he said, staring deep into her eyes. “I’m not ready to get involved in anything heavy. I just got divorce and I’m trying to find myself.” Jill dropped her hands into his. “I lost a part of me when my husband’s past discrepancies caught up with him an...

Welcome to this weeks edition of Tuesday Days. I chose the fireplace as Jill gets comfortable in her cottage. Thanks for stopping by. Jill closed the door when Robbie disappeared behind the pine trees and walked into the living room where Robbie had a started a fire. Sliding her coat off, she flung it over the arm of the couch before plopping down on it. This transition was going to be earlier than she had imagined, except for the weather. She’d take the California sun year round. But one thing was for sure, nothing at all is like living in New York. Her cell phone rang, startling her, but immediately a smiled appeared on her lips. “Hi Jill. Sorry for bothering you, but I wanted to make sure everything was okay,” Robbie asked. “Everything is just perfect. Thank you so much for lighting the fire. When did you light it?” “While you were freshening up in the powder room. I wanted to make sure your first night was perfect.” Jill stood and walked into her ...

Welcome to this weeks edition of Tuesday Tales to the word prompt train. Don't forget to visit the other awesome authors. Jill sat back on the couch with her legs resting on Robbie’s lap. As he massaged her feet, she felt a feeling of calm. She didn’t know what her game of action would be if he pursued anything more. The question at hand was did she want something more? “Can I get you more coffee?” Robbie asked, letting go of her feet. “I’m going have to pass. If I have more coffee I’ll be up all night.” “I have no doubt you’ll be up all night.” Robbie stood. “I have the perfect drink for us to have by the fireplace.” Jill watched Robbie walk into the kitchen. This wasn’t the situation she had in mind for the night.   Did she excuse herself and walk out to her cottage in the back, claiming she was exhausted? And if she did, what would he think? She knew this was the wrong decision moving into the cottage on his property. Through all the...

Welcome to this weeks Tuesday Tales to the word prompt Spider. This story is about starting over.                                            Throughout dinner, Robbie talked about his shoot two years ago in Italy. He said after being in Rome, Venice, Naples and Sicily, his favorite place was Sicily. Besides that most of the people in the small town they shot in spoke Sicilian dialect, they were the warmest and most generous people in the small fishing town.   After dinner they went down the street to an exquisite coffee shop where coffee and shots of Sambuca cost more than fifteen dollars a cup. Kim couldn’t decipher if he brought her there to impress her, or to bring her up to speed on the last trends in New York City. “Tomorrow, we have an off day. But for the re...

Welcome to this weeks Tuesday Tales. The story picks up where Jill and Robbie are at Strawberry Fields, in Central Park in New York City. This is a work in progress and has get to be titled. Their afternoon in Central Park was flawless. They spent an hour at Strawberry Fields listening to different musicians perform their rendition of their favorite Beatle's songs. The slow ones they danced as a couple, the fast ones they sang along with the crowd. Jill couldn’t be more pleased with the way the afternoon had gone. The only thing missing, to make it a perfect afternoon was feeling Robbie’s lips pressed against hers. As the sun started to set, Robbie took her hand and led her to the fountain where they sat in silence watching the orange colored sky turn into darkness. Robbie stood first before reaching his hand out to Jill.   “After all that singing and dancing, I worked up a hell of an appetite.” “To be honest, now that we stopped dancing,...

Welcome to this weeks Tuesday Tales to the Word Prompt - Write. This is a Contemporary Romance which is untitled. Thanks for stopping by. Robbie stepped out of the elevator first, holding his hand out to Jill. She slid her hand into his as he led her outside into the blast of cold air. Despite the ice cold weather, Jill forgot how beautiful Manhattan looked with a fresh layer of snow hanging off the trees. As a teen her parents had brought her to Rockefeller Center to go ice-skating.   She always loved the freedom she felt skating around, in and out of the crowds. “Are you up for a short walk?” he asked squeezing her hand. Jill lifted up her left foot and pointed at her Uggs boots.   “I am good to go.” “Perfect because I love walking around in…”he trailed off. “Are you going to tell me where you’re taking me?” “I’m going to share with you the one place that sooths my soul.” Jill had no idea where he was taking her.   Not that i...