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Showing posts with label Stormy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stormy. Show all posts

Sunday, April 12, 2015

April Is About Storms, Daisies & Diamonds



As a storm lover, I have many fond childhood memories of hurricanes that passed close by, but not quite close enough to hit us. The very air was charged with suspense as a storm would approach. I can still see my father at his desk, charting and tracking an oncoming seasonal monster. Then the bluster and blow would consume us as we were inundated by gale force winds and pelting rain. Refreshing cool air always followed after it passed. The storms of my memories were much less threatening than the intensity of those we are faced with nowadays.


When I looked at the theme for April ~ Storms, Diamonds, Daisies ~ something occurred to the writer in me: the importance of quirky character names.

A picture can be worth a thousand words, and I believe a creative name can go a far way toward giving the reader clues about the heroine, hero or villain.

What sort of character do you envision with the name Stormy?

I see an old man living on a houseboat that is docked in a marina. His face is weathered, his teeth few, his features fierce. Sharp eyebrows and pale eyes give him a perpetual ‘stormy’ look. A salt and pepper shock of wild hair shoots out at strange angles. Maybe he smokes a pipe and wears suspenders. His gnarled hands have fixed many a torn net. His only companion is an equally unkempt and unfriendly looking dog.

Stormy might also be the name of a mysterious Native American woman who moved to a city from a rural location. She has the uncanny ability to magnetize scary thunderstorms into existence and can even initiate rain showers. She speaks very little, has a stormy, tempestuous nature, and tends to destroy anything positive that is about to happen for her. She is only kind to a six-year old mute boy. They seem able to communicate perfectly. 

Daisy, on the other hand, shows herself to my muse as a blond-haired, blue-eyed girl with an innocent and pleasing personality. She is an open book with a simplistic approach to loving and living, and trusts others. She cries easily and laughs a lot. Her sweet, sunny disposition makes her a prime target for the vampires that prey on innocent young people.

Or, is Daisy a tan and beige dairy cow? The pretty cow stands beneath the shade tree in the pasture, wearing a brass cowbell. She has a pretty face, and is pleasing to the eye, with a dreamy expression in her milk chocolate eyes as she chews her cud.


Diamond is a stripper at a dance club. She guards her private life intensely, and her glare withers anyone who asks a personal question. Her mysterious past and temperamental attitude cause everyone to keep their distance, and that’s just how she wants it. She is a tough-as-nails gal who can withstand earthquakes and betrayal, and bounce back from any disaster. 

Would it have the same impact in your mind’s eye if Stormy the old sailor was named Jim?
Does the Native American woman named Stormy sound like a Sheila?

And Daisy, sweet Daisy—could she be a Mary?

There are many bovine names that suit cows, of course, but Daisy suits her.

Diamond the stripper could be called Stormy, and it would work, too. But can you see her as a Betty or Harriet?

This is just a reminder to us all to go deeper when choosing character names. It can so greatly enrich our novels.

Do you have fond memories of a memorable character name that has stuck with you over time? If so, please share.


GEMMA JULIANA is a multi-published author who lives in an enchanted cottage in north Texas with her handsome hero, teen son and a comical dog. She loves making new friends and hearing from readers. Exotic coffee and chocolate fuel her creativity.

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Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Stormy Passion Heating Things Up with @AuthorNicMorgan




Welcome to Romance Books 4 Us everyone. I'm your tour guide for the day, Nicole Morgan and as some of you may have noticed I drop by with a new post on the first of every month and either ramble like a fool or amaze you with my intellect. LOL. Okay, yes that last one was a stretch, but...I've got you smiling now, don't I? Now that you're good and loosened up, go ahead and kick your shoes off, sit back, relax and enjoy!


Stormy Passion Heating Things Up

For April our theme is Storms and all that implies. So I thought I would share with you a scene from Sweet Salavation (Sweet Awakenings Book 2) where two best friends are finding it harder and harder to ignore their feelings for one another, and the ensuing late night rain storm makes it all the harder. Because let's face it... getting all wet has a certain element of raciness to it...




They finished their coffee and headed back to Rex’s car. They got about halfway there when it started to rain. At first, it was a gentle rain, which just made them both grimace with annoyance over getting wet. Then, when the car was in sight, the downpour began. They both started running to the car. Shelby got to the door and waited for Rex to unlock her door. When he didn’t, she turned back to see him getting back up from the ground. He had fallen and was now thoroughly drenched. He was sprinting toward her, laughing. He was way more soaked than she was.
He quickly unlocked her door and ushered her in. Then he ran around to the driver’s side and jumped in behind the wheel. Rex was laughing so hard he was almost doubled over. Shelby almost couldn’t stop, either, until she realized they were getting water all over his custom leather interior.
“Rex, your car. Your interior is going to be ruined.”
He just shrugged it off and kept laughing. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll get her detailed tomorrow.” He put the key in the ignition and was about to put it into reverse when he saw someone run behind the car. “Whoa, that was close. I almost didn’t see that guy in the ball cap.”
That piqued her interest. She looked at him. “What guy, what ball cap?”
“I don’t know. He was probably trying to get out of the rain, just like us.” Rex slowly, paying attention this time, got the car out of the parking space and back onto the road.
Twenty minutes later, they were pulling up to Shelby’s condo parking lot. “Give me your keys, I’ll run up and get an umbrella and be right back down.”
She just looked at him like he was the dumbest man on earth. “Why, Rex? So I don’t get wet?”
Nodding in acknowledgment, he grinned. “Last one there has to make the coffee.”
Before she could even remind him that they already had coffee, he was running for the door. She swung out of the vehicle, laughing. “Hey, wait, no fair, you cheat.” Just as she caught up to him on the stairs, she pretended to stumble on her heels. He turned to help her when she gave him a quick shove against the railing. Running up the stairs as she got out her key, she got to the door first and opened it. When he finally got inside, they were both in hysterics like a couple of children who had just gotten finished playing the most exhilarating game of tag. Shelby was almost brought to tears, and she could barely catch her breath. Rex locked the door and walked up to her and started to shake his whole body like a dog. He was spraying water everywhere.

“Rex, stop it. Are you going to clean this up?” She tried to sound irritated, but she still was laughing.

*****

Rex looked at her and stopped dead in his tracks. He halted his shaking from side to side and just stared at her. Her hair was falling out of the cute little twist she put it in, and curls were falling everywhere. Her face was wet and glowing with laughter. And her dress, my God, her dress was wet, completely soaked, and clinging to every curve of her magnificent body. Every instinct in him told him to stop what he was about to do. But he couldn’t stop. She was standing up against the living room wall looking so damn beautiful he was getting even more aroused than he was earlier that day in Jack’s office. Don’t do it, he told himself. Don’t ruin what you two have. Don’t give in to your desires, Rex. Just say good night and walk away.
“Rex? What’s wrong?” Shelby stopped laughing as she watched the way he was staring at her.
“Shh, don’t say anything.” He walked closer to her and brushed some stray curls out of her eyes. She was still just staring at him, but the way her eyes looked was making his pulse race.
“Rex, I–”
He cut her off, and leaned into her. , His lips were brushing against hers. It wasn’t even a kiss, but a gentle caress of his mouth. Slowly, he slid his tongue in between his teeth and swiped it across her bottom lip ever so delicately. It was such a tender and erotic sensation that he thought he would die from the sweetness of it.
He continued to gently brush his lips against hers, occasionally swiping his tongue across her lips. It seemed to go on forever before he took both of his hands and placed them on the sides of her neck and face, drawing their mouths closer together.
Rex took a shuddering breath and leaned his forehead against hers. His eyes were closed as she stared at him in shock. He suddenly opened his and stared deep into hers. Their color was usually a vivid blue, but right now, they seemed to shimmer with something else, something she couldn’t quite put into words.
“Shelby, oh, Shelby, please. For the love of God, kiss me back. Please.” He brushed his lips back against hers, and his tongue slowly started a seductive slide from side to side, encouraging her mouth to open and accept him.



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Nicole Morgan is an author of erotic romance novels, which more often than not have a suspenseful back story. Erotic romance mixed with good old-fashioned whodunit. While she's written everything from contemporary to paranormal her leading men will more than likely be wearing a uniform of some kind. From military to police officers, she has a love for writing about those who protect and serve. From her very first novel about Navy SEALs to her more recent releases you will be sure to find a few twists and turns you were not expecting.



She also has a recurring monthly column in Book & Trailer Showcase's eMagazine, is a proud member of the Romance Books 4 Us Gold Authors, as well as Sweet and Sexy Divas. 

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