Romance Weekly – the Fan Fiction challenge.

Love Write Chat

Welcome to the romance Writers Weekly blog hop, where every week a great group of romance writers answer questions and accept challenges. Diverse in what we write, we are unified in the quest to bring you, the romance reader, a very happy ever after.

RWW also has a website with its own blog, a newsletter, and can be found on Facebook, and Twitter (@RWWBlog).

Festive Stocking Filled with Candycanes and Gingerbread Man

If you’ve wondered in from Xio Axelrod’s blog post or are just starting your hop here with me, get set for some awesome Fan Fiction.

coverfinalcovercookiecutter copy

Today’ s challenge comes from Jo Richardson – FanFiction is getting a lot of attention these days. Certain books have opened up the “pull to publish” flood gates, as it were – whether people like it or not. What fandom do you have a thing for? I want the title and opening scene (short or long) that you would give to a FanFiction you might write, if you were so inclined to, that is. 😀


I have always been a fan of the Marvel universe (Comics and Movies) and today I am inspired by this scene:


Ignore everything after the 2:45 mark, because that’s the point I turn Captain America: The Winter Soldier into a romantic comedy.



“On my mark . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1”

Natalia Romanoff crouched behind the oil drum, footsteps pounding toward her on the metal ship’s decking. Sounds like only three. Easy.

She kicked out and around, tripping the first, while springing up and over the falling man to land in front of the two that followed. Activating her wrist-stingers, she punched out, shocking the two pirates into unconsciousness.

Bound hostages lined the wall of the cabin ahead. The lone pirate that remained had his rifle trained on the prisoners.

Grasping one of the stingers from her wrist, Natalia activated it and threw it at the pirate.

Electricity sparked around him as the man slumped to the deck.

She brought her wrist-com to her mouth. “Hostages secured.”

Steve’s voice crackled back over the intercom. “Good work. I’ve got Batroc as well. Free the Hostages and meet me on deck.”

She smiled. “Roger Rogers.” He hated when she did that.

Back to date-planning for Captain America. That poor man needed some action. I don’t think he’s been on a date since 1945. Maybe Agent 13 . . .


Natalia. Steve Rogers shook his head. Did she even suspect?

As he headed down the stairs from the bridge, he spotted the Black Widow standing at ease on the deck below. Her sleek lines never failed to capture his attention. Did she have any idea how hard it was becoming to keep things casual? And now she’s playing match-maker.

The movement in the shadows drew his gaze. It was subtle, but he could tell by her casual shift in stance, that Natalia was already aware of the pirate to her right. I can stand back and enjoy the show, or . . .

Steve launched his shield. “Romanoff, get down.”

He dove toward her, wrapping his arms around her and taking her to the deck under him. Her supple body against his brought all kinds of ideas to mind. Yeah, this is so worth it.

His shield clanged off the Pirate before both dropped to the deck.

“I had that, you know.” Natalia rolled her eyes at him. Beautiful pools of dark enchantment.

Steve continued to hold her. “I know.”

She shrugged then her eyes narrowed. “What about Sharon Carter?”

His old flame’s niece? That was the last straw. His lips hovered dangerously close to hers. Resistance is futile. The phrase seemed to fit. He dipped his head and captured her lips.

“Mmm?” Her body tensed under him before surrendering to his embrace. She opened to him then. Soft, sweet, and incredibly tender. Words he’d never thought to associate with the Natalia Romanoff.

Breaking off the kiss, his gaze met hers. “What are you doing Saturday night?”

Confusion danced across her eyes.

“Yeah, I’m asking you out.” It wasn’t often anyone could catch the Black Widow off her guard. “And fair warning . . . if you say yes . . . I’m leaving the Boy Scout at home.”


As for the rest, I probably won’t get around to writing it, but if I did it sure wouldn’t be this:

So, what fandom did Eden Ashe write in? Find out as the Romance Writers Weekly blog hop continues at:!blog/czp4

And check out Dragon’s Redemption, Book 2 in her incredible Dragon Lore series:

Dragon's Redemption

Thursday Threads – Phantom Traces

Today on Thursday Threads we feature Claire Gem’s newest, Phantom Traces:


Title: Phantom Traces
Heat Level: Simmering
Genre: Contemporary w/paranormal elements


A hunky history professor in a tweed jacket, a cheeky Goth chick, and a pipe-smoking, book-hurling ghost. Put them all together in an antiquated library and, well…

Professor Jack Wood’s silver-streaked hair definitely ages him, and he can thank Killer Dawn for that. He won’t be falling into the love trap again anytime real soon. But this new librarian has him curious, with her head-to-toe black Goth garb, piercings, and a defiant attitude to match. Definitely not his type of girl, but still…

Abigail Stryker’s got her work cut out for her. The last two librarians didn’t last a month before airborne books chased them off. But Abby’s determined to make her new life a go – and to stay as far away from older men as possible. Once was enough. Might be tough to do when the library’s best patron is none other than dreamy-eyed Jack Wood. And it seems the eccentric ghost may have taken a shine to her as well.



Buy Link:


At that moment, the lights in the building flickered, dropping dim and pale. They pulsed for a beat, then went completely out. It was still light outside, though the fading twilight cast the interior into near blackness.

“What the . . .” She looked around, wrapping her arms around herself and instinctively moving a step closer to Jack.

“Oh, that’s not unusual around here.” His voice was calm and reassuring. “Blue Ridge Power is infamous for testing transformers at the darnedest times of day.”

By the time he finished speaking, the lights began to glow, then steadily increased until they were fully illuminated. He grinned over at her. “At least it doesn’t last long.”

His killer smile shot a jitter through her middle again. She smiled back but found she couldn’t hold his gaze long without feeling as if she had a fever coming on. She turned away.

“I’d better let you get to work,” she mumbled, then scooted around the reception desk and into the back room.

Tea. I just need a cup of peppermint tea to get my mind back where it belongs.

As she stood in the small anteroom, she could feel Jack watching her from his seat across the way. She dunked the tea bag in the steaming water for way longer than necessary. As the pale green essence oozed into the water, all she could think of was how the hue almost matched the color of his eyes.




Claire Gem

Claire Gem






Romance Weekly – Taboo.




Love Write Chat

Welcome to the romance Writers Weekly blog hop, where every week a great group of romance writers answer questions and accept challenges. Diverse in what we write, we are unified in the quest to bring you, the romance reader, a very happy ever after.

RWW also has a website with its own blog, a newsletter, and can be found on Facebook, and Twitter (@RWWBlog).


If you’ve wondered in from Leslie Hachtel’s blog post or are just starting your hop here with me, get ready to talk taboo.

Last Chance Texas
Today’ s challenge comes from Tessa Gray: Romance novel readers are said to love emotionally satisfying endings. Are there issues you feel are taboo in romance novels that you wish you could write about? What are they?


I’m going to take this in a slightly different direction by answering no.

In this wide open publishing market there is opportunity to write just about anything and publish it. If you look hard enough you will probably find that everything and anything you think might be taboo, is probably already out there. The creepiest, strangest, and most cringe-worthy things we humans have swimming around in our brains are spilling out onto the written page. Some of them are even finding audiences.

I haven’t found anything that I’d like to write about that I felt I couldn’t…yet. But the human mind is a wonderfully extreme playground and creative types tend to push every boundary we think we have.

I mean if we can have this:


…are there really any limits?


Find out what J.J. Devine thinks as the Romance Writers Weekly blog tour continues at:

And check out her wonderful novel, Into The Darkness:

Into the Darkness