Romance Weekly – the Fan Fiction challenge.

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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).

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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.

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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.



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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.




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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.

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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


Romance Weekly – It’s my party, I’ll invite who I want to.

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).

Cooking Up Love

If you’ve wondered in from Gemma Brocato’s blog post or are just starting your hop here with me, get set for some dinner parties of epic proportions.

Today’ s challenge comes from Susan Scott Shelley – Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner? Given the choice of any authors in the world (living or deceased), who would you want as a guest?

I’ve written a lot about one of my favorite authors, Anne McCaffrey, but today, because we can invite multiple authors, I’ve chosen four authors that influenced me at a much younger age. Of course, Anne is welcome at the party as well, and would probably bring out even more interesting discussion.

In my pre-teen and early teen years I was a huge fan of comic books. I still love and appreciate this wonderful graphic art form. And it was because of this my eye was drawn to the first book series I ever sat down and read…and reread…and reread.

Robert E. Howard’s epic Conan series.

Out of Howard’s tragic life came this lumbering hero who over the course of his tales transformed from slave to rogue to adventurer to king of a mighty nation. The legacy left behind by his tragic suicide included eighteen published Conan stories and a host of other starts, scraps and outlines.

In the late 1960’s an effort was put forth to complete the series and put the stories in chronological order. Three other authors added their expertise to finish the tales Howard started. Put out by the now extinct Lancer book brand, eleven of the twelve books came out before the company went out of business in 1973. (I was pissed. I wanted that 12th book.) My original Lancer editions did not survive an open window and a pouring rainstorm. (Yeah, I was devastated.)

Luckily, sometime after that Ace books picked up the series and added the 12th (chronologically the 11th) book, completing the series.


So, after that rather lengthy explanation, who am I inviting to my party???

Robert E. Howard, of course, and the authors who completed the series: L. Sprague De Camp, Lin Carter, and Bjorn Nyberg. I think it would be fascinating to see if they finished the series as Howard would have. The discussion would be priceless.

So, who’s coming to Collette Cameron’s party? Well we’re all invited to find out as the Romance Writers Weekly blog continues at:

And be sure to check out Wagers Gone Awry, one of her latest, and the first in a wonderful new series (I just finished reading this and it’s awesome!)


Thursday Threads – Lost Distinction

Today on Thursday Threads we feature Rachel Sharpe and her wonderful new novel, Lost Distinction:


AUTHOR: Rachel Sharpe
Genre: Romantic Suspense


“It all started with a favor…”

When private investigator Jordan James agreed to search for the missing son of a U.S. Ambassador, she didn’t realize she was walking into a case one hundred years in the making. The deeper she delves into this unusual assignment, the more shocking, and the more dangerous, it becomes. With time running out and lives at stake, Jordan must race to identify the culprit of an elaborate plot while also uncovering a far more personal truth too intimate to ignore…

“LOST DISTINCTION” Available Now on Amazon!


“So, when was the last time you saw Arthur?” I asked as the guys cheered when one of Stuart’s sons scored a touchdown with George’s help.

Michelle stared past the men. “I guess the last time I saw him was at Easter. Since Mr. and Mrs. Cross couldn’t make it back from London in time, we went over to Stuart’s house in Falmouth. I was surprised to see him there.”

“Why? Does he usually avoid family holidays?”

She clapped when Rick carried one of the twins over the “goal line” for a touchdown. She looked back at me and shrugged. “To be honest, I haven’t seen Arthur many times in all the years I’ve been married to Eddie. He lives and works in Middletown but just always seems too busy to come around. Eddie never gave me specifics, but I think Arthur tries to stay away from his family for some reason.”

“He didn’t say why?”

“No,” she shook her head. “Can’t say I blame him…”

I found myself more confused every time I learned more about this situation. As I sat there, I considered all the things I knew as fact. First, Arthur Cross was missing and had been missing for several days. Second, his family was concerned enough about his disappearance that they felt it necessary for his parents to fly in from London, but they did not want to involve the police as it might generate unwanted publicity. Third, they were going to a lot of trouble pretending like nothing was wrong.

I looked across the yard and saw the Crosses watching their children and grandchildren with absolute enjoyment. The last thing I knew was by far the most troubling fact of all. As I sat there, it became crystal clear that this family was hiding a secret. What I didn’t know at the time was how great the secret was and how many lives its revelation would affect, including my own.

Rachel Sharpe


“COLD AMBITION” Available Now on Amazon!
“LOST DISTINCTION” Available Now on Amazon!
“RETRIBUTION” Coming this Fall from Soul Mate Publishing!