The Smallest Thread of Hope, an interview with Feather Stone #Forbidden

I'm thrilled to be taking part in the tour for this wonderful, wonderful novel. You can click on the graphic below to read my five-star review at Goodreads.

For my part of the tour, I asked Feather to answer one question: If you had to pick one song that best captures the essence of Forbidden, which song would you choose and why?

Feather Stone: What an honor to be a guest on the blog of my mentor. Thank you, Nicki.

Forbidden required that I unleash my very best writing skill to expose Forbidden’s characters’ unforgiveable worst, deepest sorrow, most twisted truth. Hopelessness permeated the plot.

I gave Forbidden’s protagonist characters the smallest thread of hope. Together Captain Sharif and Eliza discovered something that has no form, not bound by rules, and is without corruption. It is more powerful than weapons or armor. It is the power of love.

Only through love did Hashim Sharif and Eliza MacKay discover the truth about their past and move beyond crippling lies. In spite of their dissimilar backgrounds, love defeated cultural barriers or need to change the other. Love laid the fertile ground for trust, compassion, and respect.

Even in the face of terrible loss and death, Hashim and Eliza stood at the precipice without fear. They had the power of love.

The one song that epitomizes Forbidden is "Powerof Love" sung by Celine Dion. Though the lyrics express romantic love, the melody and the passion with which she sings is synonymous with Forbidden’s theme of love. The beat reminds me of a heartbeat, racing during a survival struggle, or in the throes of passion. It delivers the passion that inspired Sharif to forgive his parents, risk aborting his loyalties and face his tormentors. Eliza put her trust in the man who had orders to perform her execution because … well, I shouldn’t say too much. No spoilers here J.

Forbidden’s editorial by Leigh Carter: "There are several love stories in Forbidden - love of a woman for her children, love of a man for his faith and country, love of close friends, and the knife-edge love between a man and a woman.  And if that's not enough to hold a reader's interest, there is also a rip-roaring tale of murder, betrayal, political intrigue and suspense.  Forbidden is a multi-layered page-turner.  No matter what readers hope to find in this book, they won't be disappointed."

Forbidden Book Trailer by Igge Scoce


Let's hug it out. #Giveaway

For the first time ever, all three books in THE IT SERIES
are priced at only 99c each!

Let's follow up that hug with a kiss, eh? Below are three short "first kiss" excerpts from each of The It Series novels.

When It Hits You - First Kiss

“Do you really, truly, honestly believe an electronic device can replace having a man in your life?” He watched her with the same intensity she remembered from Indiana, the look she hadn’t been able to decipher when they’d been boiling corn at the farm. Now she thought she might understand where it came from.

“Afraid you might be replaceable?” she asked.

“I would be if I thought it was in any way possible—which it’s not.”

“I guess we’ll have to agree to disagree on that.” She looked down at her bottle, swirling it. “Do you want the rest of this? I’m not in a mood to drink tonight.”

Hayden shrugged and took the bottle, tilting it for a long pull before he set it next to the empty near his feet. When he straightened, his mouth flattened into a perfect straight line. He leaned back and turned his face toward her, resting his head against the half wall. His thick eyebrows lowered over his darkened blue eyes that glinted in the firelight. “Can I ask you something else?”

The tender earnestness in his voice inspired her to join him in reclining against the wall, mirroring him as she rested her head and tilted her face toward him. “When have I ever stopped you?”

“This little friend of yours…can it do this?” He lifted his arm and traced his fingertips down the side of her face before cupping her jaw. He kept his thumb at her cheekbone, lightly stroking.

If she hadn’t promised to maintain eye contact, she’d have shoved not only her eyes, but also everything else she had away from him. Alcohol had obviously inspired his open show of affection, but she was still sober and couldn’t as easily explain away the electrified thrill that ran through her at his touch.

He dropped his thumb to her mouth and tickled back and forth over her lower lip, daring her to hold strong. “Can it do this?” His mouth moved to hers, pressing against her lips in the slightest of kisses and pulling back just long enough for her to reluctantly acknowledge that she wanted him back on her.
"A quirky light-hearted romance written in a strong voice. A fun read from beginning to end."
~The Jaded Kat

When It Hooks You - First Kiss

She started at his touch and tilted her head to look at him. As soon as her eyes locked on his, he dropped his arm and shifted his gaze away from her to look across the wide deck toward the lake. The brilliant blue in the east had darkened to midnight. She turned her whole body to be front-to-front with him. Touching her hand to the side of his face, she brought his focus back to her. She was done waiting for him to make a move.

“I know you said it was best to not get physical,” she said, noting the faint press of new stubble against her palm. “But I hope kisses don’t count because I’m going to kiss you, Mr. Helms. If that goes well, I don’t plan to stop until your face turns purple and you’re gasping for air.”

He didn’t move or say anything to dissuade her, but a terrified flash raced across his eyes—now made coppery under the scorched heavens. Trish plastered her mouth against his. She’d take away his fear. She’d pull him up to the surface of his melancholy sea and breathe lightness into him.
"A refreshing contemporary romance. The twists and turns make this a page turner."
~Keep Calm and Novel On

When It Holds You - First Kiss

“So you’re actually a redhead, huh?” Cliff asked.

“I am tonight.” She prowled closer and pressed against him, holding two fingers to his lips. The tips of her long purple fingernails tickled against the bottom of his nose. “I’d rather not talk.”

She gave the side of his neck a tentative lick and then touched kisses up his throat and over his face until her mouth was against his. She dropped her hands to run along the sides of his hips, caressing and groping.

His mind sped. His heart galloped. The cool confidence he’d mustered before her arrival evaporated. He wasn’t sure he could do this. He didn’t know this woman at all and now she was feasting on him. He’d much rather have talked with her for a little while before jumping right into it.

Channeling his inner alpha, he forced himself to return the kiss. He slid his hands over the slick fabric of her cape to the small of her back and pulled her close. She was significantly shorter than him, even in the spiked heels. Her body felt so soft against his. Her lips tasted like strawberries.

I can do this.

He did know this woman. It was Claire, the willful strategist with whom he’d been rampaging the kingdomside. He noticed that though she’d been aggressive in her advance, she kept the kiss to lips only, almost as if waiting for him to take it to the next level. He liked this small show of submission.

I can totally do this.
"I can relate to these characters on an emotional level that has me up and down and turning the pages as fast as I can."
~Avonna at The Romance Reviews

The It Series is always free to read in Kindle Unlimited

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WHEN IT HOLDS YOU - https://goo.gl/H1fwXx



I Quit! #IWSG

Welcome to the June 2017 edition of IWSG. We're just trucking through the year, eh? I love this month's optional Question: Did you ever say “I quit”? If so, what happened to make you come back to writing?

Yes, I did intend to quit writing once. But I wasn't shouting it with a big exclamation point. I was whispering it to myself. It happened just a few months after I discovered my passion for writing fiction - when I'd learned how much time writing takes away from everything else. I had young kids at the time and a thousand-and-one other responsibilities  I told myself I had to stop.

That decision made me very, very sad. It didn't feel right, but while I was still trying to convince myself to stop, this song came on the radio.

I'd heard the song a hundred times before, but this time every single word zinged straight to my heart. The song was giving me permission to release my inhibitions and write my own story - figuratively as well as literally - rather than the story others would write for me.

Fast forward to 2017, and I'm struggling with the time thing again. I vowed to make June the month I kick my writing back into gear, and I know it's still early in the month, but last Saturday as I procrastinated getttng my butt in chair to write, I accomplished SO miuch! It has me tempted to stay away from writing a little longer. But I'll stick to my promise to myself to write something every day this month, and we'll see what happens  As Natasha sings, the rest is still unwritten...

This post is part of the monthly blog hop/therapy session known as Insecure Writer's Support Group, founded by the one and clonely Alex J. Cavanaugh. Click below to join the group!


Prepare for The Resurrection of Dylan McAthie

The Resurrection of Dylan McAthie
by Nancee Cain
Series: Pine Bluff, #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover DesignerShannon Lumetta
Release Date: June 1, 2017

At seventeen, music legend Dylan McAthie ran away from his Alabama home to chase his dreams. Years later, he’s forced to return—coming full circle to escape the nightmare his life has become. Hounded by paparazzi and plagued by the aftermath of personal and professional loss, Dylan craves some quiet anonymity so he can regroup and sort out what lies ahead.

Hired by his estranged brother, Jennifer Adams knows exactly who Dylan is. She grew up next door to his family and has followed his career. But the surly, overbearing man she’s caring for as a private-duty nurse is far from the charming boy she remembers. Nevertheless, she’s determined to be professional, do a good job—and not fail at her first time getting away from home.

As her patient heals, his demeanor softens, and their interactions grow less antagonistic. Soon their chemistry is undeniable—and inappropriate—leaving the inexperienced Jennifer thoroughly confused. Adding to the turmoil, scandal finds Dylan once again, threatening all the progress he’s made and putting Jennifer at risk as collateral damage.

It’s up to Dylan to fix what his fame has so easily broken and find a way to move forward with his life. But will his resurrection mean the death of any relationship with Jennifer?

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During the day, Nancee Cain works as a nurse/counselor in the field of addiction to support her coffee and reading habit. Nights are spent writing paranormal and contemporary romances with a serrated edge.

Authors are her rock stars, and she’s been known to stalk a few for an autograph, but not in a scary, Stephen King way. Her husband swears her To-Be-Read list qualifies her as a certifiable book hoarder.

Always looking to try something new, she dreams of being an extra in a Bollywood film, or a tattoo artist. (Her lack of rhythm and artistic ability may put a damper on both of these dreams.)