Monday, April 22, 2019

Spring Flowers and an Excerpt from my latest Book

Spring is in full bloom in most parts of North America, but it hasn’t quite taken hold here on the eastern edge of Canada. The daffodils and tulips are always a bit later to arrive. It’s not unusual for us to have snow in May, although I’m sincerely hoping we can avoid that this year. It was a long winter and I’m more than ready for some warm days.

This is the time of year where the world is still a little gray. The lawns are more brown than green, the trees are only beginning to bud, and the remainders of the dirt and garbage that accumulated under the winter snow hasn’t all been cleaned up. That’s why I love flowers so much. They poke their heads up out of the cold ground and add color and texture  and beauty to the world.


I live in an apartment with a north facing balcony that gets high winds pretty much all year so I don’t have a garden of any kind. I tried containers a couple of years and gave up when the poor flowers got practically ripped to shreds in the wind or burnt to a crisp in the harsh direct sunlight late in the day.

That’s why I love wild flowers. Wherever I walk in the city, they are poking their brave heads up and brightening my days. Some people may see dandelions and fireweed as a nuisance, I admire their tenacity. Buttercups, violets, and daisies abound. So while I may not have a garden, there is no shortage of wildflowers for me to enjoy.

Happy gardening!

Embroidered Fantasies
Tapestries, Book 5

With her abusive ex-husband safely behind bars, Roxanne Sykes is trying to carve out a quiet life for herself. Just as she’s beginning to feel free to explore her new possibilities, word reaches her that her cruel ex has been released from prison. When he shows up at her door bent on destroying her, it’s only through the magic of a well-loved tapestry that Roxanne is whisked away to safety—and into the world of a warrior she’s known only from her fantasies.

Radnor Craddock has known only a life of violence and brutality at the hands of his older brothers. Now that they have fallen in battle, Radnor and his twin brother Sednar can finally put their house in order. Just as their efforts are bearing fruit, fate smiles upon them again by delivering a potential tapestry bride to their doorstep. Well aware of what they must do to win her hand and her heart, the brothers dedicate themselves to granting Roxanne every imaginable pleasure, driving her to sensual heights unlike any she has ever known.

With each new erotic encounter stirring a loving bond between the three, Roxanne is tempted to accept the promise of the tapestry and make a new life and new home with the brothers. But she has trusted before and been painfully wrong, and she’s frightened by the whisperings of the brothers’ violent past. Unsure of herself and threatened anew when her merciless ex finds his way to her once again, Roxanne must trust her heart as the brothers vow to protect her and destroy her ex—and to give her a life and love she had never dreamed possible…


A sound caught his ears and he cocked his head to one side, listening intently. He heard it again. A low groan followed by the sound of fabric shuffling. Someone was in here.

Radnor strode silently down the aisle, hand on the pommel of his sword, checking each stall as he went. It was probably one of the stable boys, but he wanted to be certain. Most of the stalls were empty, but a few had bales of hay stacked inside, ready to be spread as bedding for the horses. In the last stall on the left, he found his intruder.

He froze, unable to believe his eyes. Lying on a stack of hay bales was a woman wearing a garment of the most striking color he’d ever seen. It was almost blinding in its intensity. Her slender legs were bare. The bottom of her unusual dress was pushed above her knees. Most of her arms were exposed, as was a wide swath just above her breasts. Something metal glinted down the center of her garment when she shifted.

 Her lips parted on a low groan, freeing Radnor from his stupor. He opened the gate and stepped into the stall. Her hair barely touched her nape and was as black as the night. Her lips were rosy and full, begging to be kissed. Her cheekbones were high, her nose straight.

He frowned, his eyes narrowing as he noted the pallor of her skin. He moved closer and the faintest scent of flowers wafted before him. Recognition hit him full force. He knew this woman. Knew the feel of her skin beneath his palms, the scent of her body when she was aroused, the full shape of her ample breasts and the strength of her supple limbs. She was the woman from his dream.

Her eyelids fluttered open and she stared up at him. Her eyes were gray, the same color as a morning mist over the lake. She blinked once, opened her mouth and screamed.

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N.J. Walters is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who has always been a voracious reader, and now she spends her days writing novels of her own. Vampires, werewolves, dragons, time-travelers, seductive handymen, and next-door neighbors with smoldering good looks—all vie for her attention. It’s a tough life, but someone’s got to live it.
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Tina Donahue said...

Congrats on your newest release - LOVE the cover!

I'm in Palm Springs, so we've already had 90 degree plus temps. Winter to summer in two seconds flat.

N.J.Walters said...

Thanks, Tina. I love the new covers for this series so much!

Wow, it's still around freezing here. The trees are still bare. I did see a crocus sticking it's little purple head above ground earlier this week, so that's something. :-)