Welcome to Sunday Snippets at TRM.
Please tell
us your pen name. Your book title, genre
type, and series name, if applicable.
Virginnia De
Parte
A Talent for
Loving
Futuristic
Romance
(The prequel
to the series about the genetically altered Corban Family – no series name)
3 words to
describe yourself.
energetic,
imaginative and brave.
3 people
you would like to thank. (For example, your publisher, your cover artist, your
editor, or someone special in your life)
My husband,
who is so proud of my literary efforts.
Secret
Cravings Publishing, for having faith in me
Dawne
Dominique, for her brilliant artistic talent displayed in my covers
1 sentence
to describe your book.
Two people
with abnormal talents must learn to trust each other and share their secrets.
An excerpt
from your book.
“The surf’s
building. There’s a blow on the way.” He
pointed to the south. “See the breakers
out there? They’re coming closer by the minute. I bet the wind gets up when
they get closer to shore.”
She followed his gaze and
looked out to sea before glancing back to the surf below them. Could that black
dot be a seal? Or was it a surfer in a wetsuit? Oh God! No! She shook his arm
and prodded his shoulder.
“Wills, is that a person in
the surf? They seem to be going out
rather than swimming in. What do you think?”
Together they peered,
watching closely until an arm was raised.
Then a flailing and the dot disappeared.
“I think it’s a child. Here.”
He pulled free, tore off his jacket and tossed it to her. In a second his shirt
came off and he’d stepped out of his trousers and shoes in one fluid movement. Another
breath and he’d gone. All that remained
beside her were his dropped clothes.
He’d jumped.
She quickly bent and folded
the garments, hanging them over her arm and tucking his shoes into the crook of
her elbow she hugged all of them to her chest.
She stood up, her heart racing with fear as she guessed what he’d
done.
Sure
enough when she looked there were now two black dots in the surf, one larger
than the other. Already the surf had
grown and running through the waves a channel of calm water cut its way out
past the breakers, looking deceptively calm to anyone who didn’t know how to
read the surf. This undertow must have
pulled the child out and she could see William moving across the surf away from
the slicing strip that threatened to pick them up and carry them further out.
Thank you so much Virginnia for joining us today. Please check out this talented author, and her book, A Talent for Loving at the following links.
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