Romance Is In The Air!

Vicarious romance readers, I have been in the writing cave vigorously working on another swoon-worthy series! I’m super excited about these stories. First and foremost, meet Jonas Alexander Rose in Safe with Me.

Safe With Me

Celebrity ex-boxer and heavyweight champion turned business mogul, Jonas Alexander Rose never takes women too seriously. They only attach themselves to him because of his star-studded status. However, when he meets the beautiful Samiyah Manhattan mulling over a mimosa at his favorite bar and grill, Jonas is overwhelmed by the heart throbbing heated attraction, and now he is on a mission to explore this thing called love. But can Jonas break the barrier that Samiyah’s put up and is he even ready? Find out if Jonas and Samiyah are a match made in heaven or if they will miss out on their happily ever after in Safe With Me. Book one in the Falling For A Rose Series.

Trouble In Paradise

How Hard Would You Fight For Love?

Falling in love shouldn’t be this complicated, nevertheless…

Victoria and Joshua have moved to Chicago Illinois while Victoria pursues a career in psychology. Recently engaged, the southern bred couple are in love and set out to start anew. Just when Victoria thinks she’ll get her happily ever after, Joshua’s past catches up with them.

They’ve barely unpacked before trouble is in their midst. Victoria can withstand the pressure until secrets are revealed, lies are told, and unexpected events occur. Will the couple weather the storm together or will they crash and burn?

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Beautiful Assassin

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Retired hitwoman Celine Briggs loved few people in this world; Her husband Caleb, and her ex-handler, Brian Devereaux. When Celine took her marital vows, she exchanged the life of guns, drugs, and violence for the peaceful life as Caleb’s wife. However, not all things buried stay hidden.

When Celine’s past comes knocking, it rattles her world and forces her back into the life she vowed to give up. Now she is turning up the heat on the streets of Chicago, showing no mercy to the men who’ve undoubtedly marked themselves.

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Book Title: Everything I Always Wanted

Author: Stephanie Nicole Norris

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 7, 2017

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It was a mouthwatering kiss that changed everything…

One thing that held constant in Shelby Donovan’s life was her career. As a world renowned artist, Shelby’s paintings traveled the globe, landing in museums and homes across the nation. But what she couldn’t seem to get under control was her love life. Why? She asked herself that question time and time again. Her mother thought it was because of her best friend, Sebastian Cartwright. They’ve known each other for years. Sebastian and Shelby shared everything; embarrassing moments, secrets, dating tips, affection, and even an explosive kiss during one tipsy night on Shelby’s birthday.

But, when Shelby’s current boyfriend asks for her hand in marriage she should be excited, dancing, ready… but she isn’t. In fact, Shelby can’t stop thinking about the kiss she shared with Sebastian. It had to be a fluke, right? A simple, delicious, fiery kiss that pulled at her loins and caused her heartbeat to slam against her ribcage. Honestly, it rocked her world and thoughts of what could be played like piano keys in her head. But their friendship was too important to mix with the uncertainty of a relationship. Even worse, what if Sebastian didn’t feel the same way? It could ruin everything. Should Shelby accept the marriage proposal, or shed her fears and open up to her best friend? Find out in Everything I Always Wanted.

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Sebastian

She said yes. The restaurant erupted with applause and congratulatory praises as I sat there stunned. She said yes. Melanie grabbed my hand, her eyes bright. She was sincerely excited for them, but I hadn’t moved, blinked, or said anything. Alan moved from his seat and lifted Shelby, an overjoyed smile on both of their faces. A waiter approached with the bottle of wine I’d requested. He poured everyone at the table a glass and sat it in a bucket on ice.

“Congratulations!” he quipped. I gathered myself, standing to my full height and closing the few buttons on my jacket.

“Ms. Scott, excuse me for a moment.” I beat a hasty retreat, my long strides taking me past the bar to the men’s room. Inside I washed my hands and checked my reflection in the mirror. My mind was reeling from what just happened. She said yes. I smirked, my mood not even close to hearty. I composed myself. Shelby was the ultimate catch. Why wouldn’t he want to marry her? I convinced myself it was for the best. She deserved every moment of happiness in her life. Who was I to feel indifferent about it? I didn’t even congratulate her. Foolish. I was acting like a child, why? That was a question I didn’t need to answer. I had no right to want her. I was her friend; she confided in me about every part of her life.

I was to keep her safe and allow her to bare her soul without thoughts of stealing her heart. It was not my place, I couldn’t, I wouldn’t. I thought back to her twenty-first birthday. Something had taken over me that night. I don’t know if it were the alcoholic beverages that gave me the courage, but I’d stolen a kiss that night, and it was phenomenal. Nothing like I’d ever felt before or since. When she responded with such vigor, I’d convinced myself that we were good, and I wanted more of her, but the drive to her place gave me time to think.

None of my relationships thus far had lasted. Mostly because I couldn’t keep up with the demand of quality time. I was busy, all the time, and no woman wants a man who spends more time at work than with them. More than that, I’d shared countless stories about women I only bedded for my own pleasures. Simply because I saw no interest in pursuing a relationship. Our bond was as tight as a hogtie and I couldn’t very well offer her the love she deserved and then fail to deliver. The thought of breaking her heart was too monumental for me to pursue anything other than friendship with Shelby.

And even though I knew this and continued to tell myself it was for the best, I felt despondent. I had to find a way to rid myself of these emotions and move on. I inhaled and exhaled a deep breath and left the restroom. At the bar, I asked for another bottle of the rich wine the waiter had brought over to the table before my abrupt retreat.

“You wouldn’t happen to have a gift bow to attach to it?” I asked.

“Ah, yes.” The bartender disappeared for a moment and returned just ask quickly. He slid a ribbon onto the bottle and fastened it into a bow clipping the edges. “How’s that?”

“Excellent.” I made the purchase and strode from the bar a determined man. I pulled a smile back on my face as I neared. “Congratulations.” I held the bottle out to Alan and slapped him on the back. He stood and shook my hand.

“Thank you.” His smile was burgeoning.

I stepped to Shelby, taking notice of her downcast expression. I reached down and pulled her out of the seat, capturing her in a sealed embrace. “Congratulations,” I whispered, my lips hovering just slightly over her ear. I could feel a vibration run through her.

“You disappeared.” I could hear the question in her voice.

“Never fear, I’m back.”

She pulled back from me. “Is everything okay?”

“Of course. I want you and your fiancé to take this bottle of Tony’s finest wine and celebrate the night away.”

She smiled. “Are you coming along?”

I kept my face void of expression. “Why would I tag along, silly goose? This night is about you and him.” I released her and looked to Melanie. “We should get going so these two can enjoy their night.”

“We haven’t had a bite to eat yet,” she said.

“We’ll get something.” I looked to Alan then Shelby. “You guys have a great night.” We took our leave. I made sure to get Melanie something to eat before dropping her back at her vehicle. She was interested in more than just a five-page spread, but I wasn’t.

“Thank you for your generosity tonight, Mr. Cartwright,” Melanie said when we approached her car. “The night is young. Are you sure you’re ready to call it a night?”

I grinned. “I have to get an early start.” I placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand and opened her driver side door. She crawled in. “Drive safely,” I said, closing the door and retreating to my vehicle.

I wouldn’t be getting much sleep tonight. In my garage, I switched gears, leaving my truck for my bike. I rode through Saint Louis for an hour and a half before returning to my penthouse. I strode through the rooms in darkness, tossing my keys on the counter. My eyes shifted around the cold, lonely place, and I settled on a bottle of scotch. My cell phone buzzed and my screen lit up. I check the Caller ID and found Shelby’s face on the screen. Why was she calling me? I decided not to answer the phone. I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to have a reasonable conversation with her.

I left the phone on the counter and went in search of a shower. I was determined to get over tonight no matter what it took. Maybe I should’ve invited Melanie over. It had been months since I’d been intimate with a woman. Mainly because the one night stands and brisk temptations were not enough to fulfill the desire I had for her. Shelby, Shelby, Shelby, I thought. A grumble moved through me. I opted instead to drink the night away, by myself. Maybe things would be better after I’d had a little sleep. It seemed like a good idea at the time, until I found myself flat on my back staring at the ceiling.

This night was going to be a miserable one.

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Stephanie Nicole Norris is an author from Chattanooga Tennessee with a humble beginning. She was raised with six siblings by her mother Jessica Ward. Always being a lover of reading, during Stephanie’s teenage years her joy was running to the book mobile to read stories by R. L. Stine.

After becoming a young adult her love for romance sparked leaving her captivated by hero’s and heroines alike. With a big imagination and a creative heart Stephanie penned her first novel Trouble In Paradise and self published it in 2012. Her debut novel turned into a four book series full of romance, drama, and suspense. To date Stephanie has self published seven books which includes five full novels and two short stories. They can be found on most retailers sites. Stephanie is inspired by the likes of Donna Hill, Gwynne Forester, and more. She currently resides in Chattanooga Tennessee with her husband and one year old son.

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Risky Retreat!

Hola! Welcome to this week’s Risky Retreat! Here you can find a teaser of the romance, drama, and suspense that flow through my pages when I write. Even though this is only a teaser it will still feed your need to read. Some of these stories are coming soon, some are available now, and some are simply free short stories I wanted to share with you! Enjoy and don’t forget to check back in two weeks for the next Risky Retreat!

Until My Last Breath (Trouble In Paradise book 4)

When Caroline left the house, she hit the alarm on her car and put the phone to her ear. “Yes, I’m on my way right now, tell them not to leave. Take them refreshments,” she barked through the phone. She jumped in her Mercedes Benz and pulled out of the driveway. Her license plate read; Mrs. Right4You. Speeding off down the road, she never noticed the blue two thousand and one Ford Taurus parked across the street in the driveway of a vacant house.

Tim adjusted his mirror. He was sweating bullets. The last thing he wanted to do was go back inside that house. There was no telling what lay inside it, but he had to help. He just couldn’t go through with this. Maybe he should wait until it was dark. He could, but then he’d run the risk of running into Caroline. She was the last person he wanted to run into. As far as he was concerned, she was scarier than Nightmare on Elm Street. He’d rather have bad dreams about Freddie Kruger than to deal with a woman on a mission who would pay money like that to set someone up. That was real life a bad dream he couldn’t deal with.

He steadied his breath and manned up. Then, he got of the car and closed the door quietly. The house wasn’t located in a busy part of town, and this neighborhood held mostly vacant houses. The next occupied house was about two blocks away. It was a good spot for anyone to hold someone against their will. Nobody would hear them. Just thinking about it gave Tim the creeps.

Tim crossed the street, tip toeing as if someone could hear him. He checked the front door and it was locked. He crept around to the side entrance, it was also locked. There was a door in the back of the house. He was all too ready to breathe a sigh of relief and leave, telling his conscience he tried but couldn’t help. He crept down a slope the house sat on and rounded to the back. Once there, he checked the door and it turned. There was a pained expression on his face as he realized getting away that easy was too good to be true.

Stepping into the shadowy room, he gently closed the door. He moved in deeper to find a room with saws, and carpenter tools lying around the top of a wooden table. There was a stench he couldn’t make out, but it was the worst of worst. He bent over and regurgitated, spilling his guts on the floor. He went down to one knee and continued to spill his guts, literally. He tried to shake it off.

“Come on, get up,” he said, giving himself a pep talk.

It was too late for him to turn back now. He’d already gotten himself into it and left his mark in the corner of the room. He might as well help them out. Finally getting himself together Tim stood to his feet. On his toes he went down a darkened hallway. The smell was getting stronger. He peeked into an open doorway where the putrid smell was the strongest. Bile rose in his throat when he saw the two women bound. He bent over and spilled more of his guts out onto the floor.

The sound caught the attention of Victoria. She looked over, unable to see out of one eye.

“Who’s there?” she called in the weakest voice he’d ever heard.

Tim continued to throw up. Who was he kidding? He was not made for this. Caroline was a monster. What had he done? His conscience was right; he was going to hell for this. He shook his head and asked the Lord for forgiveness right then and there.

“Please,” Victoria begged, “help me.”

Tim got to his feet. He went to her and examined the rope she was tied to. The other woman was lifted in the air by her hands, but Victoria was in a pile of feces on the floor.

Victoria looked at him with her one good eye and knew who he was. Surprise flew across her face as recognition hit her. “Aren’t you Greg’s friend?”

He shook his head yes shamefully. “Please tell me you have a cell phone.”

Tim took out his cell phone, his hand shaking fitfully. Victoria gave him a number to dial.

“Talk to me,” Joshua answered the phone.

“Please,” she said, starting to weep softly.

Joshua turned the CD down. “Hello!” he said, alarmed, but unable to make out the raspy voice on the other end. “It’s me, Victoria, please.”

Tim took the phone away from her ear. “We should probably get you out of here before anyone comes back,” he said.

“Tell him where this is. Do you know where this is?” she asked.

Tim’s nerves were getting the better of him. He didn’t want anybody else to know he was involved. Maybe he should just get Victoria out of there and drop her off somewhere. He fidgeted thinking about his options which weren’t many.

“Hello! Victoria!” Joshua was screaming through the phone.

Tim put the phone to his ear. “Sh-she’s in trouble, man,” he stuttered.

“Who is this?” Joshua roared. Tim shook taking the phone away from his ear, he took too long to respond, “HELLO!” Joshua barked.

“Please,” Victoria begged, “please tell him.”

Tim put the phone back to Victoria’s ear. “Baby,” she said, about to pass out now, “I’m sorry.”

Her head fell backward as she went off into a slumber. No energy left in her.

“VICTORIA!” Joshua screamed. He’d pulled over to the side of the highway now and had the phone on speaker.

Tim put the phone to his ear. “Hold on,” he said. He moved throughout the room and found an old rusty sink sitting in the back with a water drip. There wasn’t any cups, so he reached for an aluminum can he saw sitting on top of the sink. He put his nose to it and sniffed. There was just an old rusty smell to it. It was his only choice, he turned the faucet on and let the water run into the cup. He did what he could to rinse it out before filling it halfway with water.

“HELLO?” He could hear Joshua yelling through his cell phone. He put the phone back to his ear as he walked back over to Victoria.

“I’m giving her some water,” he said.

“Who is this?”

“A friend, just know if I don’t get her out of here, we’re both dead.”

An ominous feeling ran through Joshua. “Where are you?” he barked.

Tim lifted Victoria’s head and put the can to her lips the water ran out and covered her mouth, spilling down both sides of her face. She began to choke on water that had seeped into her throat. Tim pulled back and gave her a second.

“I said, where are you!” Joshua shouted, unable to keep his cool. He was on the edge of hysteria.

“Hold on,” Tim said again.

Joshua cursed and threw his hands up. Tim put the cup back to Victoria’s lips as she became more aware of the cold liquid oozing through her mouth. She drank slowly at first then hastily as if she hadn’t had water in years.

Tim put the phone back to his ear while Victoria drank from the can in his hand, “She’s on Magnolia Street in Marietta three blocks from East Cobb Park. The address is 204—”

A sharp pain hit Tim in the side of his head and he went to the floor, landing on top of Victoria. She let out a sharp cry before his phone hit the ground and shattered into pieces. Alexis stood over him with the butt of her gun raised in the air prepared to hit him again. She wouldn’t need to. Tim was weak. He tried to get up but stumbled forward and fell to the floor. She turned her gun on him and pulled out her cell phone. She dialed Caroline but there was no answer. Alexis cursed. Caroline must have been in the meeting. She had no choice but to tie him up.

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