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Showing posts with label A Highlander's Obsession. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Highlander's Obsession. Show all posts

Thursday, November 12, 2015

The Bare Facts on Bears by Vonnie Davis


I was never one to read shifter romances. Odd, wouldn’t you say, now that I’m writing them? You see, I had an underlying fear that bestiality would come into play. Yeah, what did I know?
Nothing could be further from the truth; shifting typically happens when a danger of some type is present, not for sexual reasons. The animals are attracted to other animals of the same species. Humans are drawn to other humans. No mixing; only matching. At least in the books I’ve read and enjoyed the last couple of years to see how shifters are handled.
In fact, with an open mind, anyone can read and adore shifter romances—even me. I’ve read about wolves, lions, jaguars and tigers that change into humans. However, I write about bear shifters. Who knows why. Perhaps it stems from my childhood beloved raggedy Benny Bear, who’s been re-stuffed, sewn and carefully hand-washed many times.
As a topic to write about, I didn’t choose bears. They chose me. An alpha bear meandered into a dream, shifted into this sexy hunk of Highlander hotness, and told me the history of how his bear ancestors came to be shifters. He shared Viking mythology that happened in the 900’s along the shores of the Scottish Highlands. My chore was to write it all in a believable way that you intelligent romance readers would accept (enter copious amounts of coffee and chocolate).
Bear shifter romances are very hot right now. I think part of it reverts back to our childhood when many of us had a cherished teddy bear. Now, as grown women, we are often attracted to tall men. Romantic heroes are almost always six feet or more. Think how tall a man who shifts into a bear would be? No matter how independent and trained you are in self-defense, there’s a deep-seated attraction to a man one can rely on when the going gets tough, like an attack of demons or rogue CIA agents. Sometimes, we just want to snuggle and be cuddled in return.

Every paranormal writer creates her own world for her stories. Authors have to make sure the boundaries, laws, and routines of our paranormal world stay consistent throughout the book or series. Various authors use the same laws. I tend to make mine up, because I love the creative process.
Some authors don't have the human and animal speak to each other. Since I talk to myself all the time, I felt a human would speak to his bear and his bear would respond. At times, they'd argue. Express an opinion the other would not care for.
For example, in my books, it is the bear who selects the mate for his human. After all, who knows the man better than his animal counterpart? The shifters do mate other shifters, but not always. Sometimes the bear picks a non-shifting woman his male half would never choose for himself, and it’s fun to listen in on the private conversations between bear and man.
Oh, I like her. She’s ours.
“Her? But she’s nay me type.”
Aye, she is. Look at her bonny soul and how spunky she is. She’s ours. Claim. Protect.
But what of their personalities? Would the man and his bear be alike or opposite? I chose to make them different. After all, their souls are two jagged pieces of a strange puzzle—part man with hopes, desires and passions and part animal with a need to protect both his human and the physical world around him. On one hand, we get a picture of tranquility with the bear and, on the other, the bear is a dominant warrior.
As a totem animal, the bear carries many messages for us; profoundly meaningful messages that guide us through some tough times in our lives. In addition, there is an unfathomable power surging just beneath the surface of the bear. It has eminent domain and is fully prepared to defend. In this powerful impressive display of security and aggression, we pick up bear meanings of sovereignty, courage, and themes of the warrior as defined in ancient Celtic deities. Artio and Thor are often depicted with the bear. Our nature-savvy ancestors recognized the dual nature of the bear—caring, yet ferocious. Warning, yet curious. Loving, yet loyal.

 

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Will Three Title Changes Be the Charm?

I started my Highland bear-shifter stories with different titles, and I admit to being bad with titles. Book three was initially A HIGHLANDER'S SANCTUARY since most of the story takes place in Ronan's little log cabin hidden farther into the Highlands. A place where he likes to go to get away from what he considers crowds at the Matheson Lodge. There he can shift and let his inner bear run wild without fear of detection. This is his home. A place he built mainly himself.

 
Soon after I'd submitted my first manuscript with a title I no longer recall, my editor thought we should change all the titles and have them similar, focusing more on the romantic end than the paranormal. Fine with me. What do I know about what types of titles sell? So, all three books got new names: A HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION, A HIGHLANDER'S PASSION and A HIGHLANDER'S HEART.
 

A meeting was held in New York this week about changing the focus more toward the paranormal aspect of the series. The title for book three, due out in October, has been changed to BEARING IT ALL. The cover will focus more on the paranormal part of the story. I don't have the cover yet, but I'm dying to see it.
 
My editor is currently reading the manuscript and I'm beyond eager to hear her reaction for it's a bit different than the previous two. But different is one thing I do best. I deal in unique.

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Writing the Final Book of a Series by Vonnie Davis

As a typical practice, publishers like to contract books in series of three. Sometimes more, but three seems to be their "go to " number. I'm writing book three of "A Highlander's Beloved" series. Book one of my bear-shifter romance came out in September this year.


Hoping it would eventually end up as book one of a series, I made it easy on myself and put three brothers in the storyline. I also made up a character sheet I opened every time I worked on a book. I made four columns--character's full name and age; occupation; role in the story; and physical description. I didn't want the mother to have blue eyes in book one and brown eyes in book three. Or a twenty-eight year-old woman be twenty-five in the next story. After all, I'm the only one allowed to get younger. All point of view characters were written in red; the rest in black. You can imagine by book three, the list is quite long, but my characters are consistent. The groomsman in book one is not the gardener in book three. I even list people who are only mentioned, but are never "on stage" in the book.


Book two releases on April 7th and it's available for pre-order now. The hero and heroine have a past history. There's a lot of pain to overcome and a lot of trust to rebuild. Love can be scarred and dented.

A wounded heart can take a lot of time to heal. One minute you feel good about the other person and ten minutes later, old doubts resurface.

I've also worked hard to make sure each brother has a distinct personality. Creighton, the eldest, is overly protective of everyone and blusters a lot. Since his dad passed when Creighton was ten, he's taken to heart being the head man of the family. Bryce is the youngest and feels the deepest. His wife died in childbirth and he's the single dad raising and worrying over his daughter, Colleen. He's also struggled with letting go of his grief of losing his wife at such a young age. Then there's the middle son--Ronan.

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Ronan is more of a loner. He gets tired of being polite to guests at the family lodge and, every so often, he and his inner bear take off for a cabin he built higher in the rugged Highlands. He needs the solitude. He needs to treat his bear with the freedom to run, which is what his bear was doing when a woman parachuted from an aircraft and landed right on him. Here's a sneak peak--

A sound snagged his attention. A whooshing. His bear stopped and tilted his head, seeking the direction of the unfamiliar noise. At first, he suspected something…a tree, perhaps…had fallen across the stream, blocking the natural flow of water and creating the strange racket but, nay. This was different and growing louder.

He stood on his hind legs to get a better view.

“Oh shit! Oh holy shit! Ohhh blessed mother of Prada, holy effing shit!” A strange human shrieked.

He glanced skyward at a person plummeting toward him, tied to a billowing red parachute.

Shift!

Nay, buddy, ye take care of the intruder. Roar yer furry arse off.

The bear roared and waved his upper legs in a threatening manner.

The trespasser yanked like crazy on the ropes as if they’d swerve him in a different direction. It didna matter. He crashed into the bear with a potent combination of weight and the force of his speed, his knees ramming the beast’s shoulders to the ground. Fer an instant, the wind was knocked out of the bear as both he and the person from the sky fought to push away the silky fabric. Fer a few fear-filled minutes, the two made eye contact and the dark-lashed person screamed so loudly, the bear glanced back over his head at the forest behind them for a quick retreat from the infernal racket.

The skinny human’s heart beat like a frightened rabbit. It had an odor of wild strawberries and arms that wouldna be still as the person fought to escape the bear’s hold. And its persistent high-pitched screeching made the animal’s ears ring.

Finally, the person stopped screaming and spoke, “A b-b-bear! I’ve landed on a wild and wicked bear! Christ, I’ve escaped the CIA only to become a bear’s dinner.” The person reached between them and unclicked the belt holding the parachute apparatus before slipping his arms free, tossing more of the red silk over the bear’s head, and rolling away from the parachute.

Ronan’s bear fought to work his way from under the soft batch of fabric and with one eye exposed, lay still to watch his advisory roll toward a tree and stand.

The human was a woman.

A frantic woman with arms that waved as she grumbled.

“A bear! A freakin’, smelly, hairy bear. Survival classes never taught me proper procedure for landing from a jump with my crotch under a bear’s chin. Damn incompetent instructors. Hell, they claimed they were preparing us for anything and everything we’d encounter.” She slipped off her backpack. “Calm down.” Both of her opened hands made a pushing down motion. “Calm down. I’ve read several survival guides. I know what to do. I can handle this. I can.

“Do not run from a bear. Make yourself a large target and yell to scare the bear away. Bears are easily frightened unless it’s mating season.

“Oh, wouldn’t it be just my freaking luck to fall on a horny bear? Oh, hell and shit.” She stood on her toes, her arms upstretched, and her hands poised like claws. “Roar! Growl! Snarl! Hiss! Run, you hairy bastard!” She bellowed like Colleen, Ronan’s niece, when she was throwing a tantrum.

Even with his bear at the forefront of their dual persona, Ronan rolled over and laughed. Laughed like he hadna in years. Me God, what a gutsy woman. Funny and plucky at the same time.
 
 
I'm going to have a hard time saying goodbye to these characters when I finish this book. My editor mentioned if I started gaining a following, there would be books 4,5 and 6. Dare I hope?

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

A Hammer, A Drill and A New Plot

Calvin's bedside lamp broke. The darn thing wouldn't stay turned on. Then in the middle of the night, the crazy thing would decide to pop on and scare the daylights out of us. So he went to Home Depot to buy a new socket, or whatever you call that round thing you screw the light bulb into. He was confident it would be an easy fix.

He went out to the garage shortly after breakfast. It didn't take long for the grumbling to start. Then the pounding of a hammer commenced. I shook my head. I could see a new lamp purchase in our future. There was more racket and the grumbling became rather colorful. Then, for some unknown reason, the electric drill roared to life. So did the cussing! When what sounded like a zillion lamps hit the garage floor, I knew his "easy fix" was done. Well, there was the whirl of the shop vac. He just left to go buy a new lamp--and I shudder to think what it'll look like. My tastes run to the coordinated. His to the cheap.

Still, I could identify with it all. I've had storylines like that. A bright idea popped into my head, got my creative juices flowing and then everything stopped. When I was awake, nothing worked. When I tried to sleep, ideas flitted through my mind only to be forgotten by morning.

Characters I thought were great turned out to behave one way in one instance and a different way in another. You know, bi-polar jerks. And I couldn't see it. My critique partners could point it out, but I was plowing ahead, oblivious to his or her inconsistencies. Then, whammo, it would hit me. This story is nothing but crap.

Or, as one truly good writer recently complained about her current WIP, it's like I've drawn the box, but there's nothing in it.

But there was something in mine...and it stunk...stank...ah...smelled like a complete rewrite.

This is why we need to know our characters before we begin--their pasts, their hurts, the reasons they react to things a certain way. And keep it consistent until we reach their character arc where we can show their point of personal growth and change...and no, it won't happen over night, but it will make them think about things, help them move three steps forward, even if they sometimes make two steps backward. None of us makes a complete, positive change overnight. We do it in steps and stages.

We also need to know how the story will end. What do you envision the ending scene as being? The ways your characters reach that point is your creativity at work. I can envision my ending scene of my current WIP. Now, how I'll reach that point will be the fun part or the agony. Perhaps that's what we should call the writing life--THE AGONY AND THE ECSTACY.

Keep writing, folks. If it's junk, it's junk. Better a screen filled with gibberish, than a blank one. We can hammer a bad story into something readable. Or drill out the bad parts with our Delete Key. I've discovered the Delete Key is my best friend.

For a fun Christmas novella, think of purchasing SANTA WORE LEATHERS, the introduction to my firemen's "Wild Heat" series. http://amzn.com/B00GFD6X34

Book one of my "Wild Heat" series HOW TO SEDUCE A FIREMAN is available now. http://amzn.com/B00ME1OWD4

For a dash of paranormal in your Scottish Highland romance, try book one of my contemporary "Highland Beloved" series, A HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION. http://amzn.com/B00ILX9WC0

Friday, November 7, 2014

Cover Reveal of A Highlander's Passion

I CAN FINALLY SHARE IT!
 
THE AWESOME BOOK COVER
 
FOR BOOK TWO OF THE HIGHLANDER'S BELOVED SERIES.
 
 
 
ISN'T IT FABULOUS?
 
Two of the wildest hearts in Scotland fight for their destiny in this searing-hot romance, sure to be devoured by fans of Jennifer Ashley’s Shifters Unbound series and Shelly Laurenston’s Pride Stories.

 
As a bear-shifter in a pack roaming the Scottish countryside, Bryce Matheson embodies brute force and untamed abandon. As a widower, he’s running scared. When Bryce attempted to open his scarred heart to another, she grew tired of waiting for him to state his intentions, and the unearthly beauty spurned him for someone who wasn’t worthy. But now that fate has conspired to set Kenzie Denune free once again, Bryce vows to finally win her love.

Kenzie is a witch who summons her powers to protect those too weak to care for themselves. After surviving an abusive husband, she swears off men—even men like Bryce, whose iron muscles make her knees weak, and whose piercing eyes fill her with longing. Her life’s purpose is to help others. However, dark forces have different plans for her gifts. To save herself, Kenzie must team up with the shifter who has always stirred her soul—and trust in a passion powerful enough to set her blood aflame.
 
This book releases from Random House Loveswept on April 6th.
 
If you haven't read Book One, THE HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION, it's available now...
 
 
VIDEO FOR A HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION....TURN UP THE VOLUME!
 

Saturday, August 23, 2014

I've Been Overwhelmed By Good This Week

It's nearing midnight on Friday and I've had a week many writers dream about. A week that makes one feel both humbled and elated at the same time. A week of joy. Yet a week of tearful clouds as wet as the summer rains we've been receiving nearly every afternoon. I've been blessed and I've been overwhelmed. Believe me when I say I'm emotionally exhausted.

I'm not complaining.

I'm just trying to come to grips with it all.

On Monday, an article I'd written about how my hero--a bear shifter--appeared to me was in USA Today.

On Tuesday, my first paranormal romance was published by Random House Loveswept. I had a book release party from 11 am to 11 pm on Facebook. Authors who participated were NYT's and USA'a Best Selling authors Laura Kaye and Terry Spear, as well as fantastic authors: Kelly Moran, JM Stewart, Amie Louellan, AJ Nuest, Lisa Olech, Sarah Grimm, Mackenzie Crowne and Maeve Grayson.  Oh, and hunks in kilts...

 

We talked about books, men, oogled guys in and out of kilts and laughed. It was a total blast.


There were dozens of prizes awarded to those who attended and commented. Calvin made me food and drinks and carried them to me so I wouldn't have to leave my computer except for pottie breaks. Then, just as I was ready to collapse into bed, Laura Kaye posted on Facebook that A HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION was trending at Number One on Barnes and Noble.

What?

I didn't even know books trended, that's how clueless I was!

Thank goodness she provided the link, for I wouldn't have known where to look for it. But there it was...#1


Suddenly sleep was the last thing on our minds. Calvin and I stared at the Trending List of the top 100 e-books flying off the shelves at B and N for hours until our eyeballs went into revolt. My book trended at number one for roughly 28 hours before it began to slip. Even so, my numbers at both places--Amazon and Barnes and Noble have remained high for me. Not for the big sellers, now, but for me. And for that, I'm thrilled.

Reviews started coming in and not a one said "It's obvious this idiot has never written a paranormal before in her life"--and, believe me, I was sure someone would. One guy did lambast my Scottish burr even though my friend, who grew up in Scotland, and the Scottish language expert at Random House had corrected all the many times I was wrong. One reviewer claimed I had too many paranormal elements in one book. But, hey, we can't please everyone. We write the best story we can...and usually it's the story the characters give to us. We don't make them up! We take dictation.

Today my editor emailed me that The Library Journal had reviewed my book and written a very favorable one. It was something I never expected.

This whole week has been a basket of goodness. One I hope you all get to experience sometime. Everyone deserves a week like I've had.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

A Book Release Party and You're Invited


 
From 11 am to 11 pm -- Eastern Time
 
 
You're all invited!
 
Laughter, man candy, books, and prizes.
 
 
 
Guest Authors-
 
Laura Kaye
Kelly Moran
Terry Spear
JM Stewart
Amie Louellan
AJ Nuest
Lisa Olech
Sarah Grimm
Mackenzie Crowne
Maeve Grayson
and Me
 
 


Thursday, August 14, 2014

The Hunky Highlanders Are Almost Here!

TOMORROW !!!
 
 
 
“A Highlander’s Obsession is a passionately sexy paranormal romance. It is a full-length novel, but one of those stories you’ll want to read in a single sitting. It is perfectly paced and distractingly addictive. Creighton and Paisley share a passion that sizzles off the page, while the narrative is surprisingly witty. One minute Vonnie Davis’s writing had me shrieking with laughter, the next I was furiously fanning my face as Creighton and Paisley heated up the pages with their romance.”
—Helena from Love Reading Romances Reviews
“I loved A Highlander’s Obsession. I was pulled in from the beginning. It is sexy and funny with a strong story line. ‘I’m gonna kiss ye well and good.’ Warm lips pressed her temple. ‘And when I’m through . . .’ His warm lips rubbed across her cheek. “It will be me ye dream of tonight, not yer fiancé.” His hold tightened on her and his mouth forged a trail to her ear, drawing her earlobe into his mouth. “Aye, it'll be me ye yearn for.”’ Yeah, Creighton is swoon worthy and hot. One of my favorite reads so far this year.”
—Lori Haluska-Smith from Hopelessly Hooked on Books Reviews


“While I enjoy all sub-genres of romance, A Highlander’s Obsession, Ms. Davis’s funny, sexy, and suspenseful new paranormal romance has shot to the top of my list!
—Dixie Lee Brown, author of the Trust No One series
“Brilliant, sexy and laugh-out-loud hilarious, A Highlander’s Obsession belongs on the keeper shelf to enjoy again and again, right next to all of Vonnie Davis’s fabulous stories! Get ready to fall in love. Creighton Matteson has just skyrocketed to the top of my all-time favorite romance heroes list! I can’t wait for the other books in this series. Kudos to Ms. Davis for creating this memorable paranormal romance.”
—AJ Nuest, author of The Golden Key Chronicles series
“Sexy and funny with characters that walk straight into your heart. Vonnie Davis will have you rushing to turn the pages until the very last word. Scots, kilts, and bears . . . oh, my!”
—Sarah Grimm, author of the Black Phoenix series
 
 
 

Friday, August 8, 2014

Nine Days and Counting Until Book Release!

 
MEN IN KILTS RULE!
 
Releasing on the 19th from Random House Loveswept is A HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION, Book One of my Highlander's Beloved Trilogy.
 
Book Two, A HIGHLANDER'S PASSION is still in my computer and undergoing heavy editing. It will release on April 7th of next year.
 
Book Three, A HIGHLANDER'S SANCTUARY is presently ping-ponging around in my addled brain and releases October 8th of next year.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

The Bears are Coming...The Bears are Coming!!



There's a Facebook Book Release party in the works. August 19th to be exact, beginning at 11:00 am. We'll talk about shifters, romance, men--ohhhh, the men--and other things that interest women. There will be prizes and lots of laughter. Novel one of my Highlanders Beloved Trilogy, A HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION releases that day...and we'll be in a partying mood.

You'll get to meet the Matheson brothers--Creighton, laird of his clan and head of his bear sleuth, Ronan, the story-teller who is also reserved in his own charming way, and Bryce the widower raising his daughter and in love with a woman he didn't have the nerve to pursue and who now belongs to another. And his daughter? Colleen, the family's wee sweet bairn, who is a bit of a pistol and the official cheery greeter of Matheson Lodge, once castle of Mathe Bay.

To the shock of the Mathesons Effie, the pink-haired American aging hippy, and her granddaughter, Paisley, turn their lives upside down. Paisley is an animal communicator. She can hear animals' thoughts. So when she hears Creighton, a bear-shifter, think and communicate telepathically with his brothers, she's sure she's lost her mind. And Gram? Well, there's no one like her.

You can pre-order on both Amazon http://amzn.com/B00ILX9WC0 and Barnes and Noble http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-highlanders-obsession-vonnie-davis/1120019682?ean=9780804179300.

A HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION, a contemporary romance with paranormal elements from Random House LoveSwept. You'll laugh, you'll worry, you might even shed a tear, but you'll fall in love with Creighton and his brothers. I mean, what could be more cuddly than a bear?

In the vein of Jennifer Ashley’s Shifters Unbound series and Shelly Laurenston’s Pride Stories, Vonnie Davis introduces two wandering souls who discover that true love needs no words in this explosive, fantastical novel.


Saturday, July 12, 2014

The First Time He Sees Her

Five weeks and counting. That's how long before A HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION releases. Am I nervous? Do washers eat socks? For one thing, this is my first romance with paranormal elements, something I know so little of. I know, I know. What was I thinking? Second, this is my first book with Random House Loveswept. What if it completely bombs?

Quick, someone pass me a pitcher of margaritas and ten pounds of chocolate. I'll be all right.

I thought I'd share the first time my hero, Creighton Matheson sees Paisley Munro. It's a stormy night and the power is knocked out at the castle turned lodge. Even so, he stands at the top of the steps to greet his guests. First, I'll give you Paisley's impression of him...then I'll pop heads on you and show you how he reacts the first time he sees her. Oh, and it will help you to know that Paisley is an animal communicator. She can hear and speak with them ... One more thing. Baffies are Scottish for bedroom slippers. It's explained in the book, but not in this passage.


Paisley stared at the darkened shape, illuminated and shadowed by twin torches flanking each of the five stone steps leading to the massive doorway. Their flames danced in the wind, bouncing, twirling, and bowing.

A mountain of granite sculpted into the shape of a man—or so it appeared—stood between the rows of torches. His stance wide, proud chin jutted into the howling wind as if he commanded its force. Long dark hair billowed. Eyes blazed with arrogance. A width of plaid draped diagonally across his broad chest while his kilt flapped in the tempest.

Fascination and foreboding swept through her. Her stomach tensed. Her breathing quickened. Whoever he was, she wasn’t eager to meet him.

* * *

Creighton Matheson’s jaw clenched as the Land Rover approached. What few leaves remained on the whitebeam and birch trees tumbled across the driveway in a windswept dance. Tires crunched on the gravel as the Land Rover eased to a stop at the foot of the steps.

He was eager to meet these Munros from America, especially Angus Iverson’s niece. He scowled at the vehicle, allowing his ire to flame and spread. One of the passengers planned to break up the six hundred acres of the Iverson estate and sell to American corporations. The pristine habitat, freely roamed by his ancestors and his current sleuth of bears, would be greatly reduced. They’d no doubt lose access to their caves and dens.

Ronan helped an older woman from the Land Rover while Bryce hurried to the back hatch to remove their luggage. Creighton blinked as his gaze settled on the small, spindly woman. The beam from Ronan’s flashlight flickered over her for a few seconds. Bloody hell. Is that pink hair? What manner of baffies is she wearing on her feet? She looks like a walking pink crayon.

A younger woman slid across the backseat to exit the vehicle and pulled on a coat. For a few seconds, something unseen fisted its scorching hands around his lungs and slowly squeezed until his breathing stopped. Although he enjoyed women, none had ever sucked the breath from his lungs before. Ye are a simpleton, man. She’s just an ordinary lass.

Her hair was the color of sweet golden gale, his favorite Highland flower. She wore her tresses chin length, a tempting sight blowing wild in the wind like the blonde mantle of a Viking princess. Creighton scowled; too bad he hated the Vikings.

Ronan escorted the lady in pink up the castle’s steps. The younger woman hurried to catch up. Her open coat billowed, showcasing long legs in snug blue jeans and full breasts under a white sweater. She fought to keep her windswept hair out of her face.

He reached to take the hand of the pink person, trying hard to focus on her face and not those ridiculous pelican baffies. “Welcome to Matheson Lodge, ma’am.”

The woman barely acknowledged him, waving a hand in his direction and speaking to her blonde companion. “He’s all yours, sweet pea. Where’s the bathroom? I have to tinkle.” She whizzed by him, a woman obviously in need of the lavy.

Shocked by her dismissal, Creighton’s hand remained outstretched. Wait, this wasna how he did things. Before guests stepped into his home, he gave them a brief prepared speech on the history of Mathe Castle and how his family converted it into a lodge. People didn’t just barge in like field mice in search of cheese. There were customs and rituals to adhere to.

Ronan spared him an aggravated glance as he hurried after the older woman. “I’ll see to the generator. Take care of Paisley. She saw some strange animals on our way here.” His expression and tone were telling.

Creighton mentally opened the telepathic shield to his inner bear’s thoughts. Did she now? I’m sure the American twit didna ken what she saw. He turned his gaze on the blonde. Blue eyes, snapped open impossibly wide, dominated her face. Or was it those round, black-framed glasses? Her mouth opened and closed as if she were trying to speak and couldn’t find her tongue. Her hand fluttered to her throat and her eyes rolled back in her head.

“Bloody hell.” He reached out and caught her as she folded at his feet. He brought the limp form to his chest. She’d passed out. Travel fatigue, perhaps? He sneered. “Fragile Americans.” What was he to do with the lass? He studied her face. She was a pretty thing with lots of alluring curves.

Bryce took the steps two at a time, his hands full of luggage. “Bloody hell, Creighton. Ye’ve got the ladies swooning at yer feet.” He paused and stared at the unconscious woman. “She’s a looker. Got an eye-catching form, she does. I wouldn’t mind snuggling up to her on a bitchin’ cold night.”

Creighton’s scowl deepened and he pulled her closer to his chest. The urge to swipe at his brother was strong, which bothered him, but not nearly as much as this novel feeling of possessiveness. Mine, the bear within him proclaimed.


YOU CAN PRE-ORDER ON AMAZON AT  http://amzn.com/B00ILX9WC0

Meanwhile I'm frantically writing A HIGHLANDER'S PASSION, book two of the Highlander's Beloved Trilogy, which is the romance of the youngest brother, Bryce, and his childhood best friend. A grown woman that he's hurt a time or two. Can she forgive and trust this chick magnet?

Sunday, June 22, 2014

I'm a Pantser Whose Pants are Too Baggy

I've never made any secret out of being a pantser. I don't outline; it takes too much time. I don't do character analysis, but I did buy the book to tell me how to pair one type of personality with his or her opposite. Nor do I lay out conflict, chapter by chapter. But I do design my characters from the inside out, deciding on his or her points of pain and develop the character from those scars. 

Scars--internal or external--determine how we act and react to most situations. 

Knowing my heroine and hero's scars and sometimes their names, I type Chapter One and forge ahead. That's not to say the brakes don't screech on page four or five, they do--and have. Nor do I mean to give the impression I'm typing into a void of having no idea where the story's going. I usually have a scene in mind...I just have no clue when it'll happen. Sometimes I can even envision the ending...once more, with no clue how to get there. I guess one could call me a clueless writer. 

I'm currently writing book two of my Scottish Highlander Beloved series,  A HIGHLANDER'S PASSION. Book one releases on August 19th by Loveswept Random House and is called A HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION.
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But book two has my pants in a bit of a twist. My contract states the book must be a minimum of 80,000 words. For me, that's no problem. As a pantser, I've got so many ideas shoved into my pants that they've stretched quite large even for an "extra fluffy" person like me. If I use every idea crammed into those bloomers, we're talking about an epic novel here. I don't think my editor will be pleased. 

So, how to chose, because I'm telling you my pants are stretched to the limit--even for me. The waist and hips are so baggy, I can barely keep them up. Some of my ideas are a little wild, perhaps too violent, even for a paranormal romance. A few are too hawt, even for Bryce, my hunky, passionate Scot. One or two might be just plain unbelievable, even with my wonky brain. So, I ask, how do I pick and chose? How does a pantser make sense out of a big pair of bloomers full of too many ideas?

Saturday, March 29, 2014

Sneak Peek Sinday #ScottishParanormalRomance #SPeekSunday


Has a week gone by already? It seems just a couple of days ago that many writers gave you a sneak peek into a published work or something they were working on. Each Sunday, we share SIX paragraphs to whet your appetite to read more of our writing. 

Part of my loss of time this week was my excitement over LoveSwept/Random House's cover reveal for book one of my Highlander's Beloved Trilogy. A HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION is available for pre-order most anywhere you can order books online.


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SET UP: Paisley can telecommunicate with animals. So when she and her gram travel to the highlands, land of bear-shifters, she hears a man's thoughts and thinks she's lost her mind. Only the man's thoughts she's heard is, unbeknown to her, part bear. In this scene, she's telling her grandmother...

Gram raised her cup and held it in front of her lips. “You heard his thoughts or heard bells ring?”

“Very funny. I heard his thoughts. Scared me so bad I fainted.” She swiped at falling tears. Childhood fears and insecurities resurfaced. Feeling helpless didn’t sit well with her. She was, by nature, a fighter. “You don’t think I’m crazy, do you? You won’t send me away?” Listen to me. I sound like a scared child.

Flannel-clad arms enveloped her and drew her close. The scent of the baby powder Gram was so fond of comforted her. “My precious child, no one separates us. No one.” Gram pressed a kiss to her damp hair. “When you think about it, it’s not that much of a stretch. You can hear animals’ thoughts. Some people would say we humans are animals too. I think this is just a natural progression of your gift.”

“Gift? Oh, Gram, it’s more curse than gift.”

“Nonsense. Look at all the animals you’ve been able to help. Veterinarians around the country contact you when they have a difficult patient. Your talent, your gift, is in demand.
 
"Still…” Her grandmother’s eyes held that ornery sparkle. “I think it’s telling the first person’s thoughts you heard were that of a handsome-as-hell man in a kilt.” She pursed her lips. “By his thunderstruck expression, I’d say he was just as taken with you as you were with him.”


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Monday, March 24, 2014

COVER REVEAL for A HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION

I wasn't supposed to share My book cover until Random House did their big cover real thingy. But the PR person was on vacation last week, so things moved ahead without my knowledge. This morning I found my cover on Goodreads when I went to review another LoveSwept book and, later, someone told me they saw it on Amazon and Barnes & Noble. Well, shoot...here I am at the train station while my ship comes in. Sigh...

So, here it is...


Two wandering souls discover that true love needs no words in this explosive, fantastical novel from Vonnie Davis.



 Paisley Munro considered her ability to mentally communicate with animals both a gift and a curse. Although she's found meaning in her so-called gifts by working as a veterinary assistant, she prefers to keep her talent a secret. But while traveling to Scotland for a relative’s funeral, Paisley fears that she really has lost her mind. Out in the highlands, she hears distinctly human thoughts coming from a wild bear. Terrified and desperate, she returns to the lodge and collapses in the powerful arms of its owner, a mysterious man with whom she shares a simmering attraction.

Creighton Matheson and his fellow shape-shifters have been roaming this land freely for centuries. Now Paisley may inherit his home, putting his kind in grave danger. His mistrust only deepens when he realizes she can read his mind. Yet he cannot deny that this tantalizing woman makes him burn with desire—and hunger for the prospect of a tender love. Now Creighton must decide which would hurt more: revealing the truth or losing Paisley forever.

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Saturday, March 8, 2014

Sneak Peek Sunday


 
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It's Sunday again, folks, and that means sharing six paragraphs from either a published project or a WIP. This is from A HIGHLANDER'S OBSESSION, a Highlander's Beloved Novel releasing August 18th from Loveswept/Random House.
 
I had a bit of a sneak peek, myself, this week. My editor showed me 2 possible covers for the book. **SQUEE!!** I'm not allowed to share yet since they like to do their own cover reveals. But as soon as I can, you'll see it everywhere.
 
As a set-up for this scene, Paisley and her grandma have traveled to Scotland to attend the funeral of a relative. Paisley is what we call a telepathic animal communicator. Ronan and Bryce have picked up the ladies at the airport and are driving them to Matheson Lodge on a dark and rainy night.
 
Ronan stepped on the brake and the Land Rover hydroplaned for a short distance. He fought to keep control. “Bloody hell, I can barely see beyond the end of the hood. The weatherman didna predict this storm. All this rain and wind has me seeing things. Is that an owl flying just in front of our vehicle? It canna be.”

Bryce leaned forward. “Aye, ’tis an owl and a white one, to boot. What the bloody hell the cailleach-oidhche is doing here is beyond me. Slow down so we dinna hit him.”

The owl slowed also. I will lead ye safely to the lodge, American. Ye are the answer.

Paisley stiffened and used her gift to communicate to the owl. The answer to what?

This ye will learn. Never fear.

Unease prickled her skin much as the rain pelted the car. How would an owl know she was from America? She hung her head and rubbed her forehead to ease her headache. For that matter, how did the owl know she could communicate with him? She straightened and her breath clogged in her lungs. Glowing eyes blinked at her from the forest. Three pair from the dark, twisted shadows of the trees.
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