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Fool For Books Giveaway Hop

31 Mar

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Keep them coming, I told myself when I signed up for another giveaway. Fool for Books Giveaway Hop is organized by Kathy@ I’m A Reader Not A Writer and Mary @ Bookhounds and running between April 1st -7th. Thank you ladies for your hard work!

While is really tempting to play a prank on all of you just because of April Fools, I’ll behave and stick with following the # 1 rule of any giveaway and … give away (funny how a small space between those two words make them mean something different) a $10.oo gift card (either Amazon, B&N or Starbucks) to one lucky winner.

Sounds good? I hope so.  What you have to do to win? I keep asking people to become a follower on various social media or follow these blog but I feel we all need a change. So, in order for you to win I’m kindly asking you to either:

1. Tweet: “All Camelia Miron Skiba’s books on sale for .99 cents each! http://www.amazon.com/Camelia-Miron-Skiba/e/B007C79L1S/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1″

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2. Post to Facebook: “All Camelia Miron Skiba’s books on sale for .99 cents each!  http://www.amazon.com/Camelia-Miron-Skiba/e/B007C79L1S/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1″

Once you’ve done either one of those two options please post in the comments here the link showing your post.

THANK YOU and GOOD LUCK!

Tucson Festival of Books — March 14-15, 2015

13 Mar

To all Book Lovers,

Time to load on books, Peeps! The Annual Festival of Books held at Univ. of Arizona in Tucson, AZ is officially here. Books and their lovely “parents” (yes, we writers call books our babies) will be present at one of the biggest book events in the entire country. 

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Come join us on March 14-15 between 9:30am and 5:30pm for books, swag, giveaways, autographs and much more. All books will be sold at incredible affordable prices, you better plan on buying all presents on your Christmas list :)

Come see me in booth 107  where I’ll be selling books along with some of the most amazing authors: Kris Tualla, Morgan Kearns, Deena Remiel, Mimi Sebastian, Sharon Hamilton, Virginia Nelson to name a few, and many more. 

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See you all there!

Say Something Anthology–Available for .99cents

1 Dec

Finally here! Available on Amazon and B & N, Say Something Anthology brings you seven short stories by seven authors.

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For a limited time only Say Something Anthology is offered to you at the amazing discounted price of .99cents. This offer ends December 31, 2014. Hurry up and get your copy today!

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Mondays are for Excerpts

3 Nov

HIDDEN HEART– Excerpt LAST ONE!!!!

“Sorry I took advantage of knowing where the spare key was and . . . I was too tired to drive back. I promise I’ll get up early tomorrow and leave,” he mumbled visibly embarrassed to be caught in her cabin.

She sat at the table, placed the jar down and rested her palms on her lap.

“It’s okay,” she said, staring at her fingers, then up at him.

“Tessa, listen . . . I have . . . my reaction earlier was unfair to you, to what you’ve been through. I assume you’re mad at me and you have every right to be. I left your house wanting to get away from you and I ended up here. No matter what I do, or where I go, I come back to you . . .” he brushed a hand through his hair, holding the other on his hip.

Tessa shrugged one shoulder. His words shocked her. An apology that sounded like a love declaration? Did she hear him right?

“All this time I believed the baby was mine. I totally freaked out when I heard about the abortion. I’m sorry I was so judgmental.” He shuffled his weight from one foot to the other, sighing, clenching his jaw.

“There are a few things you forgot here a t-shirt, jeans and a toothbrush,” Tessa said. “You’ll find them in the spare bedroom downstairs.”

“Great. I’ll be out of your way,” Alessandro offered and turned to walk away.

“It’s not nice to make people wait in front of your house for hours,” Tessa tilted her head, looking sideways at him, then back at her fingers. “And if someone calls you until your voicemail is full, maybe they have something important to say. You might consider returning the calls.”

He turned and stopped on the kitchen’s threshold. “You went to my house?”

“Mm-hmm.”

She looked at him and once again her heart melted at the way he looked at her, his face lit up, a slow smile at the corners of his mouth.

“Did you . . . did you like it?”

“It’s okay, I guess, but the fence has to go,” she laughed softly. “And the yellow color, it’s too pale compared with the dark green shutters, I think.”

He came and knelt in front of her, his eyes sparkling like dewdrops. He took one of her hands and caressed the back of it with his thumb.

Butterflies filled up her stomach. “I’m not a bad person, Alessandro,” she whispered.

“I know.”

“It’s true, I wanted an abortion, but I couldn’t do it. I guess I’ve been punished enough for my ugly thoughts afterward, but I didn’t kill my baby . . .” She looked down at his hand caressing hers. She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, tears rolling down her face. “I’m only human, I’ve made mistakes, but I paid for them. If you want to judge me for thinking ill, then I can’t stop you. I just wanted to make sure you know I do love you, I always did,” Tessa murmured, at last revealing her hidden heart.

Alessandro helped her stand. He cupped her face and brushed a thumb over her lips. The anticipation of his kiss made her heart throb, her knees weak.

“I love you more,” he said, sealing his words with a kiss and scooping her in his arms—the place where she belonged.

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Mondays are for Excerpts

27 Oct

HIDDEN HEART– Excerpt

Alessandro took off like a mad runner. He got into his car and drove away. He drove faster and faster, holding onto the steering wheel with both hands, so tight his fingernails dug into his palms. He dodged a traffic light turning red while he was in the middle of the intersection, but he didn’t care. He drove for hours with no direction, sometimes in circles, speeding up until he reached the town’s limit, but he didn’t stop. He just kept driving, driving away, further away from her.

“An abortion, she wanted to have an abortion,” he said aloud. “How could she?”

Ever since he’d met Tessa his life had been turned upside down. In fact, his life wasn’t his anymore. His life revolved around her, like the moon around the earth. No matter where he was or what he did, his thoughts gravitated to her, his mind humming her name, his heart drowning with love.

But it turned out Tessa had secrets. He grieved for a baby that wasn’t even his. He’d thought of that baby many times, and how devastated Tessa must’ve been when she lost it. But no, she wasn’t devastated because she’d planned an abortion. How could he fall in love with a cold-blooded woman and not know what a selfish creature she was? How did she manage to deceive him so much?

As a Catholic, Alessandro considered abortion among the worst of all crimes. He grew up in a family where children were considered a blessing, the more the better. A family where dinners were often interrupted by crying babies, by running and screaming around the table, but never ever, did one pronounce the word “abortion”. How could he forgive her?

He stopped, turned off the engine and the lights and sat there. Surrounded by darkness and silence, he pressed his head to the steering wheel, hitting the dashboard with his fist, until he felt numb with pain. He got out of the car and the sweet smell of pine tree and fresh grass tickled his nostrils. As his eyes adjusted to the gloom, the area seemed familiar; a house in the middle of nowhere with mountains guarding it—Tessa’s cabin.

“Go figure, I can’t seem to get away from you,” Alessandro snarled. He walked to the porch, ran his fingers along the upper side of the doorframe until he found the crack and the key felt cold against his fingers. As it looked, no tourists had rented the house.

I’m too tired to drive back, he thought to himself, unlocked the door and entered.

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Mondays are for Excerpts

20 Oct

HIDDEN HEART– Excerpt

“Last night,” Tessa began, her voice cracking. She cleared her throat, “Last night, you said . . . you said you wish you could stop loving me.” She glanced again at him, holding her breath.

Alessandro shook his head, and rubbed his chin, “I’ve never had so much to drink.” He paused, sighed and shook his head again. “Again, I regret coming last night.”

She saw him walking away and said quickly, “I didn’t get rid of you because I wanted to be with another man.”

He waved a hand and glanced over his shoulder. “You don’t have to explain yourself, Tessa. It’s your life to live free and do whatever you want.”

Alessandro’s glacial tone made her shiver.

Tessa walked to him and when she was only a step away, she grabbed his arm, forcing him to stop and whispered, “And what if what I want is to be with you? Is that still an option?”

Alessandro turned around to face her. “Why, so you can break my heart again, throwing me away like a bad shoe?” His stern gaze froze her, his words jabbing her heart like boxing gloves.

Tessa let go of his arm. “I’m not seeing anyone,” she mumbled.

“What about the man you were with last night?”

“That man is my . . . my brother.”

Alessandro burst into a fake laughter and began applauding, “Bravo, Tessa, you’re quite a remarkable actress. My sister—your brother. How convenient. You forget I know your family? You forget I know both your sisters, or did you just forget to mention him while we were dating?”

She slapped him over his arm. “Stop it. He is my half-brother. His name is Cristian Mincu and I found him by finding my biological father. As is turns out, my mama had an affair and I’m the result of it.” Tears stung her eyes, but she’d be damned if she’d let him see her embarrassment. She turned on her heels and marched to the sink once more to finish cleaning up. She turned on the faucet, picked up a sponge and scrubbed a plate vigorously, as if she could scrub away the suffering disgrace since she read her mama’s letter for the first time.

“Is this true?” Alessandro’s voice sounded shaken.

“No, I made that up so I can try out my acting skills,” she snapped at him.

“I’m sorry,” she heard Alessandro’s soft tone behind her back.

She straightened her backbone, “Don’t be. I don’t need your pity.”

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Mondays are for Excerpts

20 Oct

HIDDEN HEART– Excerpt

“Abuse resides next door. A countless number of women among us are physically, verbally, and emotionally abused. I was one of them. A year ago to the day, I almost died at the hands of the man I planned to spend my life with. I thought I knew him inside and out. I was wrong.

“One day he came to my apartment, hit me, and raped me. My body healed, in time, but my soul and heart bled for months. I lost my identity. I wanted to die and stop the pain, stop the nightmares, stop the voices in my head, the voices that told me I deserved it, that I looked for it, because I’d done nothing to stop him.” Tessa took a few short breaths, forcing herself not to cry. She saw shocked faces and heard murmurs around the room, but she needed to say it out loud for everyone to hear.

She sniffled and, looking at her audience, she continued, “For months I’ve been an empty body, with nothing to give, nothing to hold onto. My life wasn’t mine anymore. And then, one day, my dear friend Dina told me about this shelter for women in need and I have this desperate desire to do something for them. But I can’t do it alone. I need your help. There are so many ways you can help. Don’t be a bystander. Thank you for coming, thank you for your generous donations. Let’s make this a memorable event. Hopefully many more will follow.”

From the corner of her eyes, Tessa saw someone standing and applauding. It was her favorite actor, who surprised her by accepting her invitation. Others followed his example and the room exploded with applause. Out of nowhere, Victor appeared next to her, handing her a bouquet of white roses. He gave her a heartfelt hug, and helped her walk down the few steps off the stage.

“I can’t believe you never told me,” Cristian whispered in her hair, holding her tight. “We need to talk about it.”

Tessa laughed and cried at the same time. “I have no idea how I got the courage to walk out there and tell my story in front of those strangers, but my therapist was right. It feels darn good! And I don’t want to talk about it anymore. It’s over,” she said, between sobs mixed with laughter. “I have my life back, I have my life back,” she kept saying against her brother’s shoulder. She felt safe in his arms, an embrace she’d become accustomed to and looked forward to in the years to come.

She felt a light tap on her shoulder. Cristian let go of her and when she turned around, she saw Adrian. He pinched the tip of his nose and shuffled on his feet.

“Father,” she exclaimed, hugged him briefly and then realized what she just called him. Embarrassed, she said, “Sorry, Adrian, my emotions are running wild tonight.”

Adrian kissed her hand, patted her cheek and said, “No need to apologize. I don’t hear it enough.” He looked at Cristian, who scratched the back of his head, then pulled at his hair, spiking it.

Tessa knew her brother enough by now to recognize the signs of nervousness. She elbowed him, “This son of yours and brother of mine has done an incredible job helping me put this event together. I’d like to thank him by having dinner at my place and I’d like to invite you as well.”

Adrian pretended not to see Cristian’s frown and said, “Pepin would make a fuss over my eating anything but his food, but I’d be more than happy to join you.”

“Great, I’ll call with details. If you’ll excuse me, I have to say hi to someone.” She kissed Adrian’s cheek, then Cristian’s and left them. She’d get hell from her brother later, no doubt about it.

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