Ready to Heal?
Tensions rise and hearts race in Healing His Heart, where passion and healing collide in unexpected ways. If you're craving a love story with deep emotions and sizzling chemistry, this one’s for you! Will they find their happily ever after? There’s only one way to find out!
Latest Scoop from Nikki's She Shed!
Greetings, romance aficionados and fellow daydreamers! Here’s the juiciest dish straight from my writing nook, also known as my "she shed": I’ve just wrapped up a whirlwind of words and emotions in my latest novel. Brace yourselves for heart-pounding twists, tender moments, and of course, that swoon-worthy happily-ever-after!
But wait, there’s more! I’ve been spotted sipping margaritas with characters who just won’t stay on the page—they keep insisting on writing their own stories. Who can blame them with all the excitement and tequila?
Stay tuned for sneak peeks and updates on what’s brewing next in my world of love and intrigue. You won’t want to miss a single chapter of this adventure!
I've returned to work on my second Broken Bend story. As busy as I've been the last year, as we've been rebuilding our entire house, these characters just will not let me go. Here's a peak:
His gaze bored into her, unblinking, as if he knew her and wanted to say something or do something. Or like he thought she may.
“Haley Grace,” his voice, dipped in a British lilt, caressed every syllable like a lover’s touch, inviting her to trust him, as much as she trusted any man. Or maybe a tad more since she no longer trusted men. With a poise unexpected of his size, he opened the passenger door he’d been standing by and offered her a hand, both chivalrous and intimate.
Darkness flowed down his tanned arm to his fingertips, but she would not allow herself to be intimidated. Clasping her cane in her left hand, hesitating for the briefest moment, she slid the fingers of her right hand onto his palm.
In that fleeting touch with his fingers beneath hers, the world fell away, and all she knew was peace, like she’d read about, and strength, like she could do anything, and gentleness, like for the first time in her life she’d met a man capable of true tenderness. She swallowed. Stared into his enigmatic gaze. The subtlest hint of, maybe it was recognition, lingered in his eyes. Or maybe it was in her fuzzy brain.
Trust and vulnerability intertwined, and Haley Grace found herself willingly drawn into the allure of his presence, anchored by the unspoken promises in his touch.
He clearly knew who she was. She had only an impression of him. A powerful one.
She’d seen him in her memories when she got quiet enough to think back to her attack, but he wasn’t her attacker. His scrubs told her he was a doctor. If he’d been one of hers it was before she’d been coherent enough to remember, so why was his face the one that came back to her?
Somehow, though how was a mystery, she knew that this man’s touch defined security. Security and healing. Her doubts and fears and worries evaporated along with the muscle tightening tensions.
Accepting the leverage he offered, she stood, slowly, from the wheelchair. Once she was up or down, she was good. Getting up or getting down remained a challenge.
“Congratulations on your recovery.” His eyes smiled when he spoke, lifting the darkness. He helped her into the SUV where Dom sat behind the wheel.
“Haley Grace,” Dom greeted with his broad smile. “You ready?”
“As I’ll ever be.”
“You’ve got this.” Dom patted her arm before turning to the man who kept his eyes on her. “I meant it, Elijah. Come find me.”
“Maybe.”
“Where to, Haley Grace?” Elijah stepped away from the SUV and waved. His eyes smiled at her one last time before Dom pulled away.
“Freya mentioned a halfway house with a job opening?”
His broad smile split his face. “I know the way.”
“So, what? You work in the kitchen and drive an Uber?”
Dom laughed brightly. “Something like that.”
The man never said five words when two would do. The quiet he embodied inspired her even while it made getting to know him a challenge. She knew he was kind. She gathered he had a lot of friends. Beyond that? She knew nothing.
In that moment, with the well-wishes from upstairs and whatever that had been with Elijah and Dom’s smile welcoming her, Haley Grace recognized something she’d been missing her entire life.
Connection.
Tangled Up in Trouble!
Step into Handcuffed in Housewares where sparks fly, handcuffs lock, and things get a little steamy! If you love quirky romance with a dash of humor and unexpected twists, this novella will sweep you off your feet. Can this unlikely duo escape their predicament and find love along the way?