Raven’s Undoing ~ Unedited Excerpt ~ Pumpkin Spice Latte Mishap

“Eeewww!” Kat Screeches as she cups her hands over her mouth trying to stifle her sarcastic and over exaggerated outburst.

“I know, I know…” I roll my eyes and huff. “It was so embarrassing.” I cup my face in my hands. “He’ll never want to try to kiss me ever again.” Although, that may not be a bad thing at this point.

“Oh hunnie, he will too.” Kat is trying not to laugh. There is nothing funny about this. “It may be a while, but he will.” And now she’s laughing.

I glare at her. “Maybe it’s good it didn’t happen. It’s too soon anyway.”

“Too soon!” Kat exclaims. “You need this to happen Raven. You have got to move past this. Grant’s gone, he’s not coming back. And even if he did, he’s a Prick and doesn’t deserve you.”

I wince at her painful yet truthful statement. Deep down inside, I know she’s right. Grant’s gone and even if he did come back, there is no way I could forgive him for what he did. As much as it hurts, that was a dick thing to do and I deserve better than him. Although, after I got sick earlier, right as Asher was leaning in for a kiss, I’m thinking that he isn’t going to be my better choice. God I can’t believe I threw up in Asher’s pumpkin spice latte cup. It was the only thing within reach and there was no way I was going to make it to the bathroom. At least the cup was a large size, and almost empty. “Well, I don’t think anything is going to happen with Asher now. Not after that,” I pout.

“You couldn’t help it! Don’t worry so much about it. I’m sure he understands. He even asked me if I was sure I didn’t need him to stick around any longer when I got here. That alone tells me he was affected by what happened. I sent him packing for your sake though. I could tell that you were mortified.”

“I still am. And thank you.” I’m not sure if I’m relieved or dismayed that he wanted to stick around longer. He rushed to get me out of that coffee shop and get us both back to the apartment, probably in hopes that I wouldn’t puke all over the inside of his Lexus. Once we got back here, I reclused to my bedroom, lay down in bed and ended up falling asleep. Kat was here and Asher wasn’t when I woke up.

Copyright ©2015 –ND White

Raven’s Undoing ~ Unedited Excerpt ~ Asher

My eyes shoot open as my screams escape me. It’s dark, I can’t see. I am gasping for air. My bedroom door flies open.

“God, Raven!” I hear someone say as they are rushing towards me in the dark. I feel a set of strong arms wrap around me. I scream louder. I am kicking and trying to break free.

“Raven, stop, I’ve got you….shhh, I’m here, I’ve got you.” It’s Asher. Oh my God, what’s he doing here? “Raven, please….relax….” His voice is calm and soothing. I stop kicking. I stop struggling. My tears start flowing. I am sobbing uncontrollably; shaking from head to toe. I feel Asher hold me even tighter. He starts stroking my hair and gently rocking me back and forth as I nestle my face into his chest and weep.

*****
I inhale a different, yet familiar scent. Mmmm, something smells good. As I am slowly waking from a deep slumber I realize that although I’m snuggled up in my own bed, I am not in here alone. My eyes flutter open and I find that I am tucked safely into the arms of someone. What the hell? I tilt my head back and my breath catches as my eyes come into focus and I see that the person who is holding onto me so tightly is Asher.

I feel myself on the verge of panic as I’m trying to remember what happened and how he got into my bed. Just relax Raven, and think. I slowly and quietly take in a long slow deep breath, hold it for a little bit, and then exhale. I’m doing my best to not disturb Asher as I try to remember why he’s here with me in his arms. The smell of his cologne is actually helping to relax me. He does smell good.

Copyright ©2015 –ND White

Raven’s Undoing Update & other stuff too…

It’s now May and we are well on our way into summer. Most of you are probably jumping with joy, I however, am not *smirking*. I’m a fall and winter loving person. But at least this summer I’ll have something to celebrate; which is the release of Raven’s Undoing.

I announced a couple of weeks ago that I finished writing the book. I then took some time off from it. There has been unforeseen circumstances that arose in my personal life that has hindered me from putting the time and focus into my writing. I have also been neglecting my blog, twitter, my Facebook author page, interacting with my readers, and the promotion of Raven’s Innocence. For that, I am giving everyone my sincerest apology. Life happens and things get in the way; it’s just the way that it is. But hopefully, going forward, things are going to start getting better and my attention and focus is going to shift to my writing once again. God knows I have missed it and I have missed interacting with all of you.

I’m going to start self-editing Raven’s Undoing and make sure it is exactly how I want it before sending it to my editor for her to pick apart. Hopefully this time, I won’t have as much ‘Yellow’ as the last time!

Keep an eye out for unedited excerpts and new teasers too! (I totally forgot that I need to start working on those as well.) And as always, thank you everyone for your understanding, and also your continued support. (((HUGS)))

Much Love,
Xx
Nicky

10 Inspiring Facts for Indie Authors

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I found this wonderful post on Wise Ink Creative Publishing and am sharing. As always, there’s been some editing to add my thoughts, but you can read the original post on the Wise Ink‘s website.

10 Inspiring Facts for Indie Authors

If I had a dime for each time one of you has told me you’re going through a rough patch with your writing, I’d probably be able to get Michelangelo to illustrate my book covers (yes, I’d also have enough to build a time machine). It’s probably even harder for Indie authors, as we have to do everything ourselves. So, I thought you might appreciate these statistics that should bring a smile back on your face.

  • Self-published books accounted for 31% of all e-book sales in the Kindle Store in 2014.
  • Indie books account for 31% of e-books. However,
  • 40% of all e-book revenue is going to indie…

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Raven’s Undoing ~ Unedited Excerpt ~ Dying

I cry out as my legs give way and I slowly slump down onto the dock. I sit with my back against the railing and draw my knees up to my chest and bury my face in my gloved hands. I am sobbing uncontrollably. My heart is wrenching in pain and feels like it might explode through the front of my chest. For a moment I am thankful that no one else is here to witness my emotional breakdown. Lately the park has been secluded this time of evening, right before dusk. The temperatures are beginning to drop even more each day as that bitter cold northern air brings us closer to winter.

I continue to weep, for how long, I’m not sure. I feel my body eventually start to relax as my heavy sobs turn into just a slow steady stream of tears. I finally lift my face and realize that the sun is setting around me. The moon looks full as its light starts to dance across the lakes water. I am suddenly aware of the chill in the air as I start to shiver……….

The wave of dizziness passes and I let go of the railing in an attempt to stand up completely on my own. I really don’t feel so well. I take in a deep breath and start walking back towards my Jeep. I only make it a couple of steps though before I stumble and slam down onto the dock, barely catching myself with my hands before my face eats the wooden walkway. Damn that hurt! My head is spinning again and I feel very close to passing out. I can’t believe this is happening, not now……….

I feel my body weakening. My arms give out from underneath me as I start to relax down onto the cold dock, through no control of my own. My phone slips from my hand as my grip weakens, but before I can press the emergency dial button. Oh God. I can’t move. My eyelids are growing heavy. The light is fading away. I try to cry out for help, but the sound that escapes my lips is barely a whisper. It doesn’t matter anyways. No one is out here to hear my cry for help.

I guess this is it. It’s not so bad; peaceful and easy actually. Better than dying from a broken heart I guess…

Copyright ©2015 –ND White

Raven’s Undoing ~ Unedited Excerpts ARE COMING!

Nine and a half months of blood, sweat, and tears; I have finally finished writing Raven’s Undoing! With that being said, many of you know that there is a lot of work that has to now be done before it is ready to publish. All I know is that I’m hoping to launch it during one of the upcoming summer months. Raven’s story is only two books, so this second book will be a tell all. I won’t make you wait any longer on a third book for answers. (I will be writing a third book, but it will be someone else’s story, not Ravens.) Starting tomorrow, I am going to periodically post Unedited Excerpts from the book, to get you all excited.

When I wrote ~The End~ I felt such relief and also overwhelming sadness at the same time. This past year and a half, Raven and Grant’s story has been playing out in my head, consuming me. My characters have been telling me their story as I have been frantically writing it all down, for each and every one of you. These two have an Epic ending to their story, and I can’t wait to share it with you! For now, I bid Raven and Grant farewell. Maybe someday Raven’s snarky voice will pop back into my head demanding that I write another book starring her.

Xx
N

Raven’s Innocence is available on Amazon (& Barnes and Noble.)
This is a delicious read! I promise!

Here is my interview with Nicky D White

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Name:  Nicky D White (N.D. White)

Age: 35

Where are you from:  Missouri

A little about your self `ie your education Family life etc: I have my Masters degree in Industrial/Organizational Psychology.  I work in Human Resources for a major financial institution.  I live in a small town but work in a big city; so I get to experience the best of both worlds.  I am married and have two daughters, ages 7 and 11.  

Fiona: Tell us your latest news?

 Well, there is not too much to tell to be honest.  I am busy working a full time job, taking care of my family, and writing.  I am always on the go.  I don’t have much down time.


Fiona: When and why did you begin writing?

 I’ve been writing as long as I can remember.  Mostly I have dabbled in poetry and have done a lot of journaling. 

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Companion/Response Poetry by C.S. Bailey and Myself ~

Companion poems or Response Poetry (either way you want to look at it…) is a great collaborative exercise that the very talented author C.S. Bailey and I have decided to work together on. I kicked it off and then he followed. So here it is, I hope you enjoy it. Don’t forget to check out his site for more! ( http://www.alternatehellos.blogspot.com )

Uncertain Fate ~
Standing on the edge of the sandy reef
The wind tangles her raven black hair
She stares across the vast sea
The moonlight glistening
Salty drops of sea mist dance across her skin
She shivers and inhales deeply
Pulling her red cloak tighter
Protecting her ivory canvas
She smiles as a single tear escapes
Staining her cheek before it falls to the salty ocean below
Her heart aches for him
Her lips desire to kiss him
Her body burns to feel his protecting touch
She closes her eyes
Her breath catches
Her body relaxes as her delicate arms rise
Taking a chance on an uncertain fate
Her knees weaken
She plunges herself into the turbulent sea
Hoping it carries her across the waters
Washing her ashore
Where he will rescue her
And breathe life into her, once again.

Copyright ©2015 –ND White

Certain Sadness by C.S. Bailey
The cliff edge is windy and cold.
Italicizing his life with suicide, an act he considers bold.
His existence has been full of tribulations,
Full of circumstantial indignations!
Yet here is, standing tall.
Braver than most before his final fall!
Squinting eyes cast out upon the vast seas as he takes his final breaths.
Taking in the beauty, before his timely death!
Yet through the wind, another soul he sees.
A red cloak blowing in the wind, raven black hair and ivory skin.
Is it an illusion?
A dream!
Perhaps a torment for his sin!
Then she jumps!
Straight in to the abyss!
Should he leave her?
Should he save her?
He knows not what to do.
Surely it’s madness?
His heart pounds as he takes the plunge.
Saving them both from an uncertain sadness?

Control ~

Always fighting for control
That need to be in charge
To be perfect
But who are you perfect for?
Yourself?
The judgmental stares of those around you?
Tiptoeing on shards of glass
Dancing around the edges
Hoping not to misstep
Cutting yourself
Bleeding while leaving a path behind you
Adding another scar to your tainted flesh
Whose reflection do you see when looking in the mirror?
Those hazel eyes staring back at you
Reflective pools of pain
Fooling you into seeing what isn’t there
You cover yourself, ashamed
Where is this beauty that others claim to see?
Why can’t you see it?
It’s there, looking back at you.
Deceiving you
Bending your will to break
Your strength is weakening
Hiding behind the hurt
You only want to be perfect
You only want to be you
But you’re not really in control
Not anymore
The painful truth is consuming you
Your secret is killing you
As you purge…
Your body quakes as your soul screams
Chasing that high
To deal with the pain
Because in reality,
It. Controls. You…

Copyright ©2015 –ND White