Books-n-Kisses, is please to let Stephanie Beck take over the blog today and talk about a perfect night.
Take it away Stephanie,
A Perfect Night:
Picture it: Eight thirty at night, the sun has been set for an hour, letting the darkness of night trickle further in. Stars in the sky don’t illuminate much, but the huge white moon gives light to the darkness. A cool breeze blows through, rustling leaves and kicking up little bunches of vegetation seeing its final days before the snows cover and make it food for the next year’s growth.
Alone in front of a window, the outside happenings only a distant second to the scent of cinnamon wafting from warm apple cider cooling in a turquoise colored mug. A comfy chair, soft sweats and a fuzzy blanket within reach.
Add in a bowl of chocolate candy and the scene is set for me to read anything and everything.
I love fall. It’s my favorite time of year to do most things, including read. As a mom and writer, I read all the time, but when autumn hits full force and I can steal an evening just for indulgence, I do.
Set your reading scene. Where and when? What’s beside you? What’s the story?
by Stephanie Beck
Blurb:
Marc kills demons. While he doesn’t love it, he’s happy to do his job, keeping people safe and destroying the brethren of the demons who stole his human life.
Beth lives quietly, content to stitch her samplers and fancywork in an era she wasn’t born to but is magically destined to live through.
A late-night visit changes both Marc and Beth’s worlds, reuniting them after over a hundred years, long after their love affair ended tragically during the Civil War. Back together, the two must decide what their future holds as they battle the real threat—a demon with a bad case of rose envy.
Excerpt:
The cat hissed again, and Beth sighed. “Fine, I’ll let you out, you stinking beast,” she muttered, going to the side door that released to the wraparound porch she loved. “Go on now, and don’t you— Who’s there?”
The figure at her front door, only three feet away from her, froze. It was the middle of the night, so she’d long ago turned off the porch light. Terror welled. Her longevity was a given, but she was still as easily broken as any human woman under five feet tall and just as susceptible to villains of the night.
“Elisabeth?”
The figure turned with her name on his lips. That voice. It sounded familiar, but she couldn’t place it. She flipped on the light switch for the hall behind her, but it didn’t help much, not until he came into the light.
“Marcato? But…how…how?”
She ran for him, the three steps taking only a heartbeat before she launched into his arms. He felt just the same as when she’d given him one final embrace before he’d gone off to fight with his brothers so long ago. How she’d loved her soldier boy, though before the war he’d been sweet and gentle, a young man on his way to the seminary to be a preacher.
She ran her fingers down his face, the same face she remembered in her dreams. Not so often anymore, but there was no way she could have forgotten about him. Not him.
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My reading scene would be sitting under a nice shade tree on a nice summer day as the suns about to go down. With nothing but the beautiful green grass around me. The story would be Changing the Game by Jaci Burton
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My reading scene would be sitting under a nice shade tree on a nice summer day as the suns about to go down. With nothing but the beautiful green grass around me. The story would be Changing the Game by Jaci Burton
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In summer I love to read outside. I'm feeling the same as Temara. Sitting in the shade unter the tree sounds awesome.
In winter this would be the perfect spot for me:
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I would be on my patio in the early evening, with my feet kicked up & a glass of wine by my side listening to the locusts singing while my cats watch intently for hostile intruders of the winged variety!
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My reading time is usually in the evening or late afternoon, I like to either sit in my comfy recliner or lay on top of my bed. During the winter – I usually have a cup of hot tea and somc cookies on a table and during the summer it's either an iced tea or ice cold water with some kind of snack. I pretty much read anything except horror books – I read mostly romance books from all different genres
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Well in the summer I usually read on my hammock, just swaying in the wind. In the winters I usually like to curl on top of my pillows on my bed and read. I read just about anything =)
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So many fantastic settings for reading. When it's just right, a book can take you away from where you are, but enjoying a good story in a comfortable spot makes life so much sweeter!
Stephanie Beck
My reading scene would be cuddled on the sofa with a fuzzy blanket, sipping hot cocoa while snow falls outside!
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My reading scene is curled up in bed under my blanket with a roaring fireplace nearby. All is quiet except for the sound of rain out side (if it's raining). I have a slice of chocolate cake nearby 🙂
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I like to read in bed with a yummy drink at hand and a snack (with a fork/spoon so my fingers won't get dirty and leave marks on the book).
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my reading scene would be sat in a bay window looking out over endless fields. it would be serene and really cosy
jenny
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DANG STEPHANIE, YOUR BOOK IS SO DANG HOT THAT I GOTTA READ IT@@ SIZZLE!!
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IF IT'S COOL, THEN OUTSIDE. BUT HERE IT'S 103 AND NOT THE INDEX! LOL
Thanks, hotcha! Cross Stitch and Brimstone is a nice mix of toasty and sweet–sort of like a campfire s'more.
Lots of bed readers here…I like that. There's nothing like a snuggy comforter and the perfect beverage or snack of choice. I'm a trail mix kind of snacker when it comes to reading-not messy but the perfect nibble.
Steph Beck
In bed snuggled under my cozy comforter with a glass of wine, candles burning and a perfect romance novel…
Kendra
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