MIDWEEK TEASE~3

Good morning and welcome to this week's Tease put together each week by Angelica Dawson! The purpose is to highlight a few lines or paragraphs from a new release or a backlisted title. Don't forget to stop by and see what the other Teasers have to offer. Link is posted at the end.

This picture so reminds me of my eldest daughter who is in nursing school right now. I'm so damn proud of her! She will be done with the accelerated program next March. This week's tease comes from my wip, Temperatures Rising where my heroine is loosely based on what could possibly happen if you have drama queen tendencies and wind up in nursing school and have absolutely no idea what the hell you are doing. I shortened the scene to make it fit the guidelines. This is where my nursing student has a bad hangover, barely gets to clinical on time, and then... Well, you'll see... Tee hee...


*****

Palms slick with sweat, Anne yanked the pocket Mosby's Drug Reference Guide out of her backpack, flipping straight to the index in the back. She inhaled a deep breath and searched for calm, scanning the MAR once more.

The only familiar medication on the list bounced from the page—aspirin. Anne hunted Mosby's pages for the drug.

At least I know why people take aspirin. Duh!

But why was the med scheduled daily for 0900? Does the woman have a headache everyday at 9 O'clock? Or does she take the pill to ward off any potential headaches? Seemed like a dumb idea. Who knew that they would have a headache every day at the same time? Maybe the patient suffered from migraines? But wouldn’t she be taking something stronger than an aspirin? Frustration twisted Anne’s sour gut.

"You there! Nurse! Get in here right this minute!"

The loud booming voice that held unconcealed contempt and authority jolted Anne from her misery. She looked from the cubby-type desk in the hall between the two patient rooms that were assigned to her. Her glance swept the corridor. It was empty except for stray medical equipment and a linen cart pushed along one wall.

"Young lady are you deaf?" the male voice said carrying more than a hint of exasperation and outright derision.

Anne turned toward the exclamation. The owner of that angry voice stood in the doorway of a patient room across the hall directly behind her. He was tall and lanky and wore green surgical scrubs. Grey hair protruded from under a blue paper surgical cap. Angry blue flashes of light shone through his narrowed eyes glaring at her from beneath a pair of bushy eyebrows. His hands were adorned with synthetic gloves and clasped in front of him as if he were praying in a church pew.

"I said get in here! I can't do this crap by myself." He muttered expletives under his breath.

"Oh, no. There must be some mistake." Anne shook her head. "I'm not the nur--"

"I don't want to hear your excuses," he snapped. "Get in here, now!" He spun on his heel and reentered the patient's room.

Anne again inspected the hallway for reinforcements—anyone who would notify the doctor that she wasn't a nurse—yet—and therefore couldn't help him with whatever task he was trying to accomplish. To her dismay, the passage remained void of all life, leaving her no alternative but to inform the man herself.

A loud sigh escaped her as she approached the door. At least he could've asked nicely. What a jerk! Doctor McDreamy never treated his nurses like this on TV.

At the entrance, she stopped short, her gaze drawn to an elderly gentleman lying in a traditional hospital bed. Cheeks hollow, his sallow face lined with age. His brow was pinched together and his thin lips strained into a tight thin line. Concern for his discomfort tugged at her heart. She wanted to help him any way she could.

The scent of rotted flesh slammed into her nostrils as she approached. The dry, whole grain bagel she'd choked down earlier sloshed around in her stomach. The patient's belly looked like someone had sliced him from stem to stern, the flesh halved and gaped open. The tissue within oozed yellowish puss and bilious fluid.

Anne wretched and squeezed her eyes shut, covering her mouth with her hand.

Don’t puke. Don’t puke. Don’t puke. Please God! I will be a good girl from now on, just help me out here, would ya? 

Prayers unanswered, she pivoted as her breakfast rushed from her stomach. In her haste to escape, she bumped into a solid mass of pure hard muscle which loosened her grip from her mouth. She clasped her arms around her waist as she bent and spewed her breakfast right there in the room. A loud splat echoed off the tiled floor.

"Hey!" A familiar male baritone exclaimed.

Oh. My. God…


*****

That's all I have for now.  Enjoy the rest of your #HumbDay! Don't forget to stop by and check out the other teases posted today here:  http://midweektease.blogspot.co.uk

#SEXYSNIPPETS~4~

Good morning and happy Sunday! It's that special day of the week for #SexySnippets. 

Sexy Snippets are seven sentences, taken from a work in progress, or published book, brought to you every Sunday. If you want to join in the fun, sign on at the linky below. Then on Sunday, put seven sentences on your blog. Be sure to use #SexySnippets in the title and link back to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html?zx=45deebb4f4c39fc#.WCPEDHeZM0Q.

I wracked my brain on what to share with you this week. Something new? Something old? Or something in progress? Finally I decided on something in progress. A little project I've been toying with titled Diaries of A Naughty Nurse... Enjoy!

Dear Diary,

Today I did something a little bit on the naughty side. What you ask? What would make this forty something year old nurse and divorced mother of two who’d always followed the rules break them without so much as blinking? Oh, but man... do I ache in the most delicious places.

Deanna stared down at the journal and rolled her eyes. She wondered if journaling was a good idea. But she'd just about die inside if she didn't tell somebody her secret. Even if it would never be seen by another living soul. Pen to paper, the naughty deeds of the last twenty-four hours unfolded.

*****

That's all I have for this week. Unfortunately due to my January 5th deadline for Chicks Dig Scars, I won't be able to work on this fun and sexy story for a while, but do pop in now and again as I update you all on my progress. Some super outrageous things happen in this story and I can't wait to share it with the world!

Don't forget to stop in and check out what other #SexySnippets the other participating authors are sharing to liven up your Sunday morning! Link is here: http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html?zx=45deebb4f4c39fc#.WCPEDHeZM0Q.

 **smooches**

MIDWEEK TEASE~#2

Good morning and welcome to this week's Tease put together each week by Angelica Dawson! The purpose is to highlight a few lines or paragraphs from a new release or a backlisted title. Don't forget to stop by and see what the other Teasers have to offer. Link is posted at the end.

This week's tease comes from my latest release in the Coming In Hot Medical Romance Boxed Set, Sex Is The Best Medicine. My heroine has just been caught snooping in her new sexy neighbor's apartment.... 



Laughter burst from her mouth and she covered her lips. “I-I’m s-sorry.” She gasped between fits of giggles. “I laugh when I get nervous and you got this whole I’m totally bad ass thing going on…”

“I make you nervous?” he asked, brow arched. He grasped a strand of her hair and twined it around his finger. “Good. You shouldn’t be here, you now.”

“Why not?” she asked, her curiosity spiking once more. She wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. He had such a lost look on his face and an inerrant sadness in those dark blue eyes of his. “Are you a serial killer?”

His eyes widened. “No,” he said.

“One of those neighbors who starts a war and goes psycho, then murders the happy go lucky neighbor? AKA that would be me, by the way.”

“No,” he repeated.

Kate smiled. “Do you play loud music at all hours of the night and day? Have a dog that barks incessantly?

“Absolutely not,” he said. His tone conveyed he thought her words insulting.

“Then we will get along famously,” she said. “Just so there are no hard feelings for my little B&E—”

“B&E?” he asked, confusion creasing his forehead.

“Breaking and entering,” Kate said. “Don’t you watch Cops? Because if you don’t watch Cops then maybe we can’t be friends after all, but you did totally miss my Matrix impression in the ER,” she teased.

A baffled expression lit his face and Kate chose to have a little bit of mercy. There was no help for it. He just looked so damn cute. It was then that she decided to take matters into her own hands. Tossing the dice, she deemed the gamble would be worth the price to pay if he was determined to throw her out on her ass.

“This is me…” she said. Heart thundering in her ears, she lifted up on her tiptoes and slid her palms along his firm chest to rest upon his shoulders. “…apologizing for my un-neighborly behavior.”

Before she lost her nerve, she captured Grant’s lips. A growl let loose from his throat and he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue between her parted lips, tasting her deep and hard. It wasn’t like other first kisses. There was no uncertainty or patient searching. This was a total leap off the ledge straight down into the Grand Canyon. And she loved every fucking second of it!

A distant voice reminded Kate that she’d just met this man, knew absolutely nothing about him other than his height, weight, and he was up to date on his tetanus shot. But she ignored that voice. It had been so long since she’d kissed a guy, Kate felt everything as if it were the first time. Or maybe it wasn’t just kissing a random guy that made her feel this way, but kissing Grant Anderson. Butterflies filled her belly and electricity zinged straight to her toes. She reveled in the weight of his body as he leaned into her, trapping her between the cool smooth wood of the door and the firmness of his chest. Her fingers slid along his neck to tangle in the soft curls at the nape of his neck. Swirling her tongue around his. He tasted of coffee and cinnamon. God, help her, she wanted more.

“This is insane,” he rasped, lifting his head from hers, breaking the kiss all too soon.

“Probably,” she agreed, pleased he was breathing as hard as she was. “And just to be clear, I’m not some fatal attraction stalker and I don’t exactly go around kissing perfect strangers.”

A slow sexy smile broke out on his face and Kate could’ve sworn her panties melted clean off her body. Wow, he was lethal enough without having that smile in his arsenal. So unfair.

“I’ll remember that,” he said taking several steps back and giving her some room. He inhaled deeply and exhaled a shaky breath. “Er…”

“Nope,” Kate interrupted. “I refuse to let any awkwardness to set in. I kissed you because I wanted to. Let’s just leave it at that. Okay?” Retrieving the abandoned pencil from the carpet, she walked over to one of the cardboard boxes he’d recently brought in and scribbled her cell phone number. “My cell number. In case you cut your hand again and need a little bit of medical attention.”

At his nod, she turned and opened the front door. She risked a glance over her shoulder and took in his baffled expression with a smile. “Mine is the only other condo on this floor. Stop by anytime you want to borrow a cup of sugar or something.”

That's all I have for now.  Don't forget to stop by and check out the other teases posted today here: http://midweektease.blogspot.co.uk  In the meantime, here the blurb and buy link for my book if you liked what you read and need more.

BLURB Sex Is The Best Medicine

When adventurous and sexy becomes the most thrilling dare of all...

Conservative psychiatrist, Grant Anderson plays by the rules, believing he's in complete control of his own deep, dark compulsions. Just on the brink of making a life-altering decision, a minor accident lands him in the emergency room. Encountering the irresistible and outrageous Kate Sumner changes everything for the stuffy psychiatrist. Suddenly, the fun-loving, adventure-seeking nurse tempts Grant in ways he's never known, daring him to forgo all inhibitions and expectations. Will the doctor learn that pleasure is the world's best medicine?

Get your copy here:

https://www.amazon.com/Coming-Paranormal-Contemporary-Medical-Romance-ebook/dp/B01I8BZ96C/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1479637181&sr=8-1&keywords=coming+in+hot

#SEXYSNIPPETS~3

Good morning and happy Sunday! It's that time again for #SexySnippets. Sexy Snippets are seven sentences, taken from a work in progress, or published book, brought to you every Sunday. If you want to join in the fun, sign on at the linky below. Then on Sunday, put seven sentences on your blog. Be sure to use #SexySnippets in the title and link back to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html?zx=45deebb4f4c39fc#.WCPEDHeZM0Q.

This week's snippet comes from a book I'm working on that has a deadline of January 5th for release in April, 2017. Got my shiny new cover and I'm super excited about this release.

Last week my nurse lost her beloved patient when he coded and died... This snippet picks up a bit further in the scene while she is doing post mortem care and getting Seamus' body ready for pickup from the mortuary. This is edited to try and make it fit the format....

 “I don’t believe in ghosts.  I don’t believe in ghosts.  I don’t believe in ghosts.  You’re just a figment of my imagination…” Her palms trembled against her tightly shut eyelids.  “Yeah, the first phase of the grieving process. On the count of three, I’m going to pull my hands away from my eyes and you’ll be gone.  One… Two…” 

Her heart jerked in her chest and she dropped her hands.

“Boo!”

That's it for now... Don't forget to stop by and read all the other #SexySnippets

from participating authors at this link: http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.com/p/sexy-snippets.html#.WDCfFHeZNxg. To learn more about my upcoming release, the Blurb is below.

BLURB Chicks Dig Scars:


When death steps in...


Committed and compassionate intensive care nurse, Rachel O'Dea will do anything to save her patients. But when she loses a kind and loving man whom she forged a fatherly relationship with, Rachel unravels.

...or so everyone thinks.


The calm and soothing voices Rachel hears and the apparitions she sees are of the deceased man and his late wife as they navigate and persuade her to make important choices in her life, leading her right where she's supposed to be.

Free clinic doctor, Devon Jameson, needs more hands on deck. He can't possibly handle all the medical cases alone. When Rachel walks in, volunteering her services, he knows he has no choice other than to take her on board as she proves her worth when a pediatric trauma is left on his doorstep and there’s no one else to assist. As the two begin working together, their lives intertwine and the attraction intensifies. Scarred deeply by their past and their pain, Rachel and Devon begin a future only angels could predict.

~MIDWEEK TEASE~#1~

Good morning and welcome to this week's Tease put together each week by Angelica Dawson! The purpose is to highlight a few lines or paragraphs from a new release or a backlisted title. Don't forget to stop by and see what the other Teasers have to offer. Link is posted at the end.

So, for my first tease, I thought I'd hit ya with a snippet from my novella, Sex Is The Best Medicine included in the Coming In Hot Medical Boxed set.

Kate reached for the doorknob and froze, glancing down at herself. Oh, hell no! No way was she opening the door looking like this. “Umm… just a minute,” she called.

She rushed to the bathroom to check her appearance, hurriedly smoothing a few tangles from her hair with her hairbrush, and adding a bit of her favorite cherry gloss to her lips. She eyed her sweatpants and oversized Diamondback baseball T-shirt critically. Should she change?

The buzzer sounded again, this time followed by a series of short knocks.

Eek! No time. What if he left? Oh God, he would leave, too. Panic gripped her. Kate rushed back to the living room, chest heaving. Gripping the doorknob, she gulped in deep steadying breaths.

“Act natural,” she murmured.

Spine straight, she opened the door with a bravado she didn’t possess. The object of her obsession stood looking all hot and sexy in a navy suit, red tie, and crisp white shirt holding a cell phone in the palm of his hand and his other hand was behind his back. His chestnut curls tamed and slicked back from a recent shower. His yummy aftershave wafted between them, turning her insides to mush. Her legs trembled. She gripped the doorknob tight to keep herself upright.

When her traitorous heart skipped several beats and stuttered beneath her breast, she nearly swore out loud. Damn her weak knees and severe reaction to this man. Their eyes met and a shiver coursed through her body. Holy shit! He was just as hot as she remembered. Those dark-blue eyes, angled cheekbones, and full lips were the same as the ones that’d been haunting both her waking and sleeping fantasies lately.

“Hi,” she finally managed after she’d found her voice. She sounded all out of breath and she could’ve kicked herself in the ass. Kate stood straighter and found the courage to meet his gaze just in time to catch him checking her out but she couldn’t read his expression. God, she’d wished she’d had time to change. The silence stretched out between them. Her palms grew sweaty, loosening her grip on the doorknob.

“Can I help you with something?” she asked. Need a cup of sugar? Spice? And me all wrapped up nice? She bit the inside of her cheek to keep from rattling off her wayward thoughts. 

That's all I have for now my lovely teasees.... Sex Is The Best Medicine is in the Coming In Hot Medical Boxed set available Now in #KindleUnlimited #Contemporary #Paranormal #Romance #KU #medical #Amazon #boxedset http://

 Here's the buy link: hyperurl.co/CIHPNR 

And here's the link to check out all the other Teases... http://midweektease.blogspot.co.uk/2016/11/midweektease-november-16-2016.html

#SEXY SNIPPETS

Happy Sunday everyone! Sexy Snippets are seven sentences, taken from a work in progress, or published book, brought to you every Sunday. If you want to join in the fun, sign on at the linky below. Then on Sunday, put seven sentences on your blog. Be sure to use #SexySnippets in the title and link back to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html?zx=45deebb4f4c39fc#.WCPEDHeZM0Q.

This week's snippet comes from a new wip, Chicks Dig Scars to be released in April, 2017 in a paranormal boxed set! It's unedited, so be kind...

The shrill alarms still buzzed loudly in her ears. Rachel’s gaze shot to the bedside heart monitor displaying his oxygen level, blood pressure and heartbeat. All read zero.

Life! Come on Seamus. Come on. I need something to work with here. Give me a sign. Beat, dammit! 

That's it for now! I hope you enjoyed my snippet. Don't forget to stop by and read the othersexy snippets! Link listed below my blurb!
BLURB

When death steps in...

Committed and compassionate intensive care nurse, Rachel O'Dea will do anything to save her patients. But when she loses a kind and loving man whom she forged a fatherly relationship with, Rachel unravels.

...or so everyone thinks.

The calm and soothing voices Rachel hears and the apparitions she sees are of the deceased man and his late wife as they navigate and persuade her to make important choices in her life, leading her right where she's supposed to be.

Free clinic doctor, Devon Jameson, needs more hands on deck. He can't possibly handle all the medical cases alone. When Rachel walks in, volunteering her services, he knows he has no choice other than to take her on board as she proves her worth when a pediatric trauma is left on his doorstep and there’s no one else to assist. As the two begin working together, their lives intertwine and the attraction intensifies. Scarred deeply by their past and their pain, Rachel and Devon begin a future only angels could predict.

Enjoy your Sunday, All! And don't forget to click below to check out the other #SexySnippets:
http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html?zx=45deebb4f4c39fc#.WCPEDHeZM0Q

~AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT~KERRIANNE COOMBES~DEADLY SLUMBER

Deadly Slumber. Book 1 of The Demon Tales is now available! 

The best selling Demon Tales are BACK!!

Book one was previously book 5 of the original Demon Tale line up (This book will be the only re-release from the old series. The ones that will follow will be BRAND NEW stories with entirely new characters. All coming very soon xx)



Book 1

Deadly Slumber – Selma and Rhand

Selma is wasting away, starved of light, love and happiness. Locked in a human insane asylum, cursed. When she awakens the nightmares truly begin. She has given up all hope of escaping. Until a dark stranger, with frightening eyes, secrets her away in the night.

Alone, bitter and determined, Rhand searches for what was taken from him. Ruthless beyond measure, nothing and no one will get in the way of fulfilling his promise to his people. The Fey who lost it all… Until his search leads him to Selma.

Dark Magic, demonic lands and evil inhabit the world where he takes her, but nothing compares to the power of the love between the mercenary and his Sleeping Beauty.

The Demon Tales have been a part of my life for so long. I have ‘met’ so many characters while planning this story, and the future books. I am ready now to start telling their stories. The original demon Tales stories will make their way back into publication over time, but I am focused on telling you NEW, FRESH Demon Tales.

I have re-released this book (Originally Sleeping Beauty and The Damned Demon, The Demon Tale) Because, I LOVE Selma and Rhand, and because within this book you get the chance to ‘meet’ some very important characters to the future Demon Tales.



This Tale is a lovely set up to my entire world. The characters within are strong, scarred and beautifully broken, but together they find a mutual reason to continue on striving for more.

Selma was so fantastic to write. She was so strong even through her long struggle, even managing to find a softer side to a male that made it hard to like.

Rhand, is a mess. Bitter, angry and alone, he literally does not believe what his heart is screaming at him to see.

When you read Deadly Slumber, I hope you fall in love in the same way I did with Rand and Selma. I hope you enjoy their journey and I look forward to taking you on many more journeys throughout the series.

For now, please enjoy Deadly Slumber.



You can Find Deadly Slumber by following these links ;



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Amazon.co.uk    https://www.amazon.co.uk/Deadly-Slumber-Demon-Tales-Book-ebook/dp/B01M3NHGK8/ref=sr_1_12?ie=UTF8&qid=1478736345&sr=8-12&keywords=deadly+slumber

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About Kerrianne~

Kerrianne Coombes is the youngest of three siblings. Born in England in 19 *Cough Cough*

Books became very important to her at a very early age. Having a book obsessed mum, made finding all the greats, like Emma and Pride and Prejudice–and, of course, Anne of Green Gables–natural for her to read. The entire idea of being whipped into a new world, a new life was greatly appealing to a little girl who had far too much imagination to know what to do with.

Being the kid with braces, frizzy hair and awkward laugh, Kerrianne found she could be who she wanted to be as soon as she picked up a book.

After leaving school, she worked with horses. Later, the lure of working in a dry, warm office yanked her away from the farms and the open air. But she never found a job that suited her as well.

Though writing was something Kerrianne only started seriously after she had her babies, she has always written little stories and little poems–these were written more as a therapy when she needed to clear her mind, and usually, they were written at the office when she was supposed to be doing something mundane.

“Writing was my procrastination when I worked in an office.”

When her youngest went to school, Kerrianne found that the stories were busting to get out, and that’s when she decided to dedicate more time to what was then, her hobby.

Fast forward seven years, and Kerrianne is usually found with a coffee in hand, her eyes glued to a computer screen, writing, editing or plotting.

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