Friday, August 22, 2008

FATED HEARTS, the first novel I finished is released today!


My first attempt at writing--after all four of my children attended school all day--is released today!!

Fated Hearts was written for Harlequin and rejected by Harlequin but very nicely and I was encouraged to keep writing.

That was six years ago, and I'm happy to say this story is MUCH better now and it's a dream to be able to share FH with the world.





Fated Hearts
By Donna Michaels
Novel/Spicy
From The Wild Rose Press
ISBN 1-60154-300-X
E-Book Rel 8/22/08
Print Rel 2/20/09
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BLURB

Thanks to fate, Jordan Mitchell-Ryan’s heart is tattered. Having kept her from the man she thought she’d always marry, the same fickle fate took away the man she eventually did. Thrown back into the path of her fist love, she finds hers is not the only heart fate has damaged.

Widower and software CEO, Cole McCall fills his days with computer codes and working the family ranch. When his visiting former neighbor sets out to delete the firewall around his heart, he discovers there’s no protection against the Jordan virus. Though she understands his pain and reawakens his soul, will it be enough for Cole to overcome his past and embrace their fated hearts?

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EXCERPT

“Wait up, Cole. I’ll walk with you.”

Broad shoulders rose and fell but stopped at the door and waited while she said her goodnights.

“Thanks,” she told him as they began their ascent upstairs. Worried about his pallor and the fatigue slumping his shoulders, she put her hand on his arm when they reached the top. “What are you trying to do? Work yourself to death?”

“Drop it, Jordan.” He yanked his arm out of her grasp. “I’m not in the mood.”

She brushed his irritation aside and searched his face. “You have to stop doing this to yourself, Cole. You need to slow down.”

“And you need to mind your own damned business.”

She ignored him. “There’s more to life than just work. What happened to that mischievous boy I knew?”

“He died.”

Her hissed breath echoed down the hall. “Cole McCall! That’s a horrible thing to say and I refuse to believe it.” She gripped his shoulders, hard. “He’s still in there and I’m going to find him. And when I do…I’m going to kick his ass for letting you take over.”

“There’s nothing wrong with me, Jordan,” he scoffed. “I grew up. You should try it.”

She released him and laughed. “Yeah, you sure got me pegged, McCall. I’m very immature and not responsible at all.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled. “Maybe you are as far as work is concerned, but you need to stop trying to change me, Jordan.” He dropped his hand and his gaze bore into hers, flashing a silent warning.

She hated warnings.

“No.”

“What do you mean no?”

“Just what I said. I won’t stop trying to change you because I don’t particularly like you. I want you gone and the old Cole back.”

He grasped her upper arms and sneered. “Too damn bad. This is who I am now. The old Cole might’ve put up with your antics but I won’t.”

Her heart raced out of control. Damn, his hands were strong…and big. They covered most of her upper arms. She drew in a breath. Not smart, her mind screamed while her nose rejoiced. Mmm…Was that fresh scent soap or body wash? Desire flooded her fluttering stomach and pooled between her legs with a sudden vision of Cole lathered and wet.

“Did you hear me, Jordan? I won’t put up with your nonsense.”

He increased the pressure on her arms, and the warmth amplified between her thighs.

Whoa. Back the reaction train up. I’m not the one who needs to feel.

She straightened her spine. “Oh no? Well, I’m not going to stop just because you tell me to, Cole. You’re way over due for an emotional overhaul and reality check. So, what are you going to do about it, Mr. Personality?”

This.” He pinned her against the wall and pressed into her with his body.
Sensations—hot and frenzied, scorched a path to her core. The resulting shudder had her dazed, wide eyes staring up at him.

Triumph gleamed in his darkened gaze.

He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, “Apparently, you like me after all, Jordan.”

Anger erupted and cancelled her yearnings.

She pushed out of his hold. “Don’t try to turn this all around and put the focus on me, pal. It won’t work. I’m not one of your unsuspecting victims. But, you’re right. There is something about you I like. Your body. Or should I say Cole’s body,” she corrected, looking him up and down. “It’s grown up quite nice. But I still don’t like you.” Pivoting on her heel, she drew in a steadying breath and walked as nonchalantly as she could to her room.

His deep chuckle echoed down the hall and rumbled through her like a Southern California tremor. It was great to hear genuine amusement from him…although she could’ve done without the Me thinks she doth protest too much remark uttered with it.

Damn sexy Texan. Okay, so I’m not as immune to him as I’d hoped. That changes nothing. Shivers covered her skin. She ignored them.

Jordan Mitchell-Ryan never failed a case and Operation Heal McCall would be no exception.

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Thanks for reading,

Donna Michaels
Author of Romaginative Fiction
www.donnamichaelsauthor.com

5 comments:

Nature Nut /JJ Loch said...

Donna, what a great scene with super tension!!! The fact that you could sell your first ms speaks volumes of your talent. My first ms has dust balls on it. :D

FATED HEARTS ROCKS

Hugs, Nancy

Donna Michaels said...

Thanks, Nancy!

I'm blessed to be able to hold this soon!

And I'm positive you can dust off your first ms and revise it into a sale!!!

~Donna

Nature Nut /JJ Loch said...

Wild wave to Donna!!! I should drag out that old ms and read through it. It would be interesting to see how much I've honed the craft since then. I used to write away without a thought in the world - with only my muse to guide me on. I knew nothing of the craft. :D

Now my fiction writing is more structured but I believe it's evolving in a good way.

When I look at all of your beautiful book covers I know success is possible. You are blazing a fiction trail. :D

Hugs, Nancy/JJ

Nature Nut /JJ Loch said...

Wild wave, Donna. How are you doing today?

Hugs, Nancy

Donna Michaels said...

Busy, but good, Nancy.

Thanks for asking. Hope all is well with you!!

~Donna