Writing is my life. Life is my hobby. ~Emma Lai

Monday, March 29, 2010

Five Fun Facts - Angela Nichelle

1. I'm a professionally trained singer (soprano)
2. I also play the violin
3. I must have something sweet after dinner  :)
4. I LOVE HEA's
5. Tulips are my favorite Spring Flowers!


Cupid's Arrow by Angela Nichelle

Blurb:

Safina Ralph is single on Valentine's Day.  She's determined to have a good time in L.A. away from her home in Chicago with her friend, Lynn.  The two of them have exclusive passes to Red, the hottest nightclub on Venice Beach.  Just as the festive atmosphere begins to coax Safina into the party mood, she notices something . . . or someone shooting arrows into the crowd of unsuspecting partygoers below! 

Chaos erupts as Safina races to stop the attack. When she confronts Kal, one of the club's sexy owners, Safina's sure he's the attacker despite his warm reassurances and her body's hot response to his touch. Consumed with overwhelming feelings of déjà vu and desire, Safina is relieved to get back home but she can't shake unsettling questions and Kal's handsome face from her mind.

After their encounter at Red, Kal tracks Safina down in Chicago with questions of his own.  And the answers for them both could be the key to everything they've wished for, but will Safina accept the truth and can Kal trust his heart? 

Excerpt:

Safina splashed cold water on her face several times before meeting her reflection in the decorative oval mirror hanging over the modern basin. Some curls had escaped from her fancy up-do, but that was the only sign to indicate she had experienced something out of the ordinary. Pulling a paper napkin off the marble counter, she patted the moisture from her face.

There was something about . . . she didn't even know his name. Safina shivered, remembering the awareness she’d experienced when his hard body had pressed so close to her own. Even in her dazed state, the scent of his cologne and the feel of his arms wrapped under her thighs had sent her heart racing.

Maybe Lynn was right; time to go back to the hotel. Taking a deep breath, she shut off the bathroom light and opened the door, instantly aware her friend was gone. "Where did Lynn go?"

Kallias downed the contents of his glass. "I told her I'd bring you back out after you had a few more moments to regroup. I'm Kal, by the way."

Safina looked around the beautifully decorated room. There were large mirrors on all the walls and an interesting collection of art pieces adorning the wooden shelves facing the desk Kal now rested against. Red was obviously doing very well.

"How do you feel now?"

Tearing her gaze off the exquisite ivory sculpture of a man and woman intertwined in an intimate embrace, Safina met Kal's dark brown eyes. "Better." Except for the fact she was now experiencing a serious case of déjà vu on top of everything else.

"Beautiful, isn't?" Kallias asked, coming to stand by her and the suggestive artwork.

Safina nodded, afraid to speak. Just his presence evoked a response from her body she didn't understand. Goosebumps prickled along her skin as she sucked in a deep breath. Unconsciously, she took a step away from Kallias, who turned from the statue to study her.

"Safina?"

Those lips, those dark eyes, his voice was so familiar. She couldn't breathe. She wanted to escape whatever was happening to her. She needed to escape before she rushed into his arms. "I-I'm gonna go. Thanks, Kal."

Safina turned and rushed for the door, letting out a yelp when Kallias stopped her with a sharp tug on her arm.

Kallias moved close, bringing his face a centimeter, maybe two, from hers. "Do I know you?"

His hand on her skin was more than she could bear. Pleasurable tingles raced from his warm touch up and down her bare arm. With wide eyes, Safina tried to yank free but he held fast. "Please—"

Kallias cut her off with a kiss. His lips melded with hers and Safina forgot about struggling and moaned, going limp in his arms. She kissed him back, enjoying the heat and passion she could taste as he stroked her tongue, remembering . . . remembering something. Finding a bit of strength, Safina wrenched away, breathing hard.

Kallias licked his bottom lip and appeared to be just as bemused as she was. Safina used his momentary confusion to break free of his grasp. Pivoting on the balls of her high-heeled shoes, she bolted for the door.


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6 comments:

Debra St. John said...

I just love all these people who need those sweet things after dinner! You are truly sisters of my heart - and taste buds!

Angela Nichelle said...

Hey, Debra! Yes, I'm totally one of 'those' people. lol. Thanks for stopping by! :-)

Emma Lai,

Thank you so much for having me on! :-)

Sandra Sookoo said...

Best wishes with the book :-) As for me, is it bad to want the sweet FOR dinner instead? LOL

Angela Nichelle said...

Thanks, Sandi! I can't say anything because I'm at fault for that too! ;-)

Anonymous said...

Love the excerpt - you are a great writer! And I love sweets FOR dinner too ;)

Sarah Simas said...

Hi Angela and Emma!

I definitely believe sweets should be a food group. I'm always hankering for a sweet-treat. My new love is the Buttercreme Hersey's Kisses. Oh, so good!!

Enjoyed the excerpt! Thanks for sharing!