Random thoughts on our impending doom and everyday life, courtesy of a Romance Writer who occasionally feels the need to talk like a Sailor.

Sunday, 14 April 2013

Weekend Writing Warriors... Untitled Rockstar MS.

Welcome to another Weekend Writing Warriors. We're continuing on with our hung-over heroine on the bathroom floor in Vegas. This one is in for editing at the moment and due for release 1st July.  Here's last week's excerpt if you'd like to do a quick catch up. Thanks for stopping by and especial thanks to those that take the time to comment. Hope your week rocks.

He looked to be in his mid to late twenties. So, not a boy, a man. He had long dark hair falling down past his shoulders and sideburns. His eyes were the darkest blue. They couldn’t be real. Frankly, those eyes were overkill, unfair advantage. I’d have swooned perfectly fine without them. Tattoos covered the entirety of one arm and half his bare chest.


  1. Last sentence made me swoon! :-)

  2. Such a tease but I love me a boy with Tats toooooooooooo !!!! cant wait.

    1. We are all in agreeance. He must take off the rest of his clothes so we can check him out for any more tats. Excellent. :)

  3. Yep. Hooked. Must read more about this blue-eyed, tatted, bare-chested man.