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Mending Noel Excerpt

Since Mending Noel's made it to the Dreamspinner Press Holiday bestsellers list, I thought I'd share a little excerpt. Here's Noel, a.k.a Mr. Grumpypants. You can read the full first chapter here:

http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=3375

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MendingNoel150“Sweet, isn’t he?”

Noel looked up to find Rudy leaning against the doorframe, his gaze on Tim.

“Annoying is what he is,” Noel grumbled. “And prissy.” He felt himself getting angry just thinking about Tim. “He’s a walking disaster. I bet he’s loving every minute of this.”

“Someone’s out to kill you two. I doubt he’s enjoying that.”

Noel looked up at Rudy with a glower. “Except the part where he’s being saved by the great captain of the Rein Dear Squadron.”

To Noel’s frustration, Rudy just chuckled. What was so great about Rudy anyway? So he was handsome, big deal. Aside from flying for Kringle and delivering happiness to the world, what really was so great about him?

“Seeing as you two are my guests, why don’t you take the bed, and I’ll sleep on the couch.”

Noel’s jaw nearly hit the floor. Share a bed with Tim? “You’re out of your mind. I am not sharing a bed with that… that… elf.”

“All right.” Rudy shrugged and made his way over to Tim. “I’ll share a bed with him.”

Noel jumped to his feet and stopped Rudy in his tracks. “Absolutely not. I don’t trust you, and if something happens to him, I’ll be the one who ends up taking the fall, so you keep your manicured mitts off.”

Rudy held his hands up in surrender and took a step back. “Okay, tough guy. I’m just going to grab myself a pillow and a blanket. You do what you like.”

After watching Rudy disappear down the hall, Noel turned to look down at Tim, who was out for the count. Swell. “Tim,” Noel grumbled, poking him in the shoulder. Tim didn’t stir, so he tried again. This time he received a little moan, which only went to further irritate Noel. How could something so small sleep so heavily? With a grunt, Noel reached down and lifted Tim into his arms. He ignored Rudy’s cheerful goodnight as he walked past and into the bedroom, closing the door behind him with his foot. Then he not-so-gently planted Tim on the right side of the double bed. Incredible. The elf could sleep through a volcanic eruption.

Standing there looking down at Tim, Noel chastised himself for being so foolish. He should have left when he had the chance. Instead, he was stuck here with the last two elves in the North Pole he wanted to be stuck with. Throwing the blankets over Tim, he sighed when they ended up covering Tim’s head. Why was the elf so damn short? Giving the blanket a tug, his hand brushed against feathery, soft hair, and against his better judgment, Noel ran his fingers through it.

Tim stirred, letting out a soft sigh, and Noel quickly pulled away. He went to his side of the bed and sat down on the edge of it. Peppermint snaps! That was it. Tomorrow he was out of here. If Tim wanted to stay behind with his hero, then so be it. Noel wasn’t responsible for him. He was better off on his own anyway. After untying his robe, he dropped it onto the floor at his feet before lying down on top of the blankets on his side of the bed, as far away from Tim as possible. Confident that order would be restored to his world before his conscience got the better of him, he closed his eyes and attempted to get some sleep.

*** http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/index.php?cPath=56_65 Available from: Dreamspinner Press AmazonKindle Nook by Barnes & Noble All Romance eBooks KoboBooks.com goodreads-badge-add-plus International buy links: Amazon.co.uk  Waterstones.com WHSmith.co.uk Amazon.ca
Copyright © 2011-2012 Charlie Cochet. All Rights Reserved.

Wednesday Writing: The Impetuous Afflictions of Jonathan Wolfe - Sneaky Peek

wedwritingcc180Hello all! In celebration of my new contract, I thought I would share a special sneak peek from Johnnie's book. Here's an excerpt form the book where we have the fellas enjoying a nice afternoon with the Brats. This is a typical day at Hawthorne Manor, one of the quieter days, and of course a little lurve from Johnnie and Henry. Also, for those of you interested, I have an album on my Pinterest where you'll find all sorts of inspirational images for The Auspicious Troubles of Love series.

You can check it out here: http://pinterest.com/charliecochet/the-auspicious-troubles-of-love/

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“You ate my shortcake!” Oliver squeaked, his eyes huge. I couldn’t help but laugh. Oh, this was going to be good.

“And it was sooo delicious,” Chance replied, laughing and making a run for it with Oliver bolting after him. Running past the sofa, Chance swiped up a cushion, shielding himself. “You’ll never take me alive, copper!”

“Get him!” Edmund declared, and the Brats descended on Chance. The assault was fierce, cushions from every angle.

“Aren’t you going to help him?” Henry asked me, though I noticed he said it with a shaky smile. I was rather certain he already knew my answer.

“You kidding? Watching them take him down is the best entertainment I’ve had all week.” I finished my cake and tea, enjoying the show. Though I should have known better than to think Chance wouldn’t open his big gob and ruin my fun.

“All right, I’ll talk! It was him! He did it. He said you flat-foots don’t know from nothing ‘cause you got hay for brains.”

Shit. He was pointing at me. “You lousy rat!” I jumped from my chair and made a break for it, only to have them latch onto me like rabid squirrels. I had one wrapped around each leg, arm, and Elliot had his little arms fastened around my waist holding on tight, as if he could get me to stop through will alone. I could hear Hattie and Marion giggling. Clearly, I was on my own.

Jacky put a pastry in his mouth and made like it was a cigar, his Edward G. Robinson impression faultless. “Take’ em down, boys. Show’ em what happens when you mess with the law.”

I was brought crashing down to the carpet and assaulted with cushions, one of the Brats giving me a whack on the backside that had me letting out a surprised yelp. I glared up at Gideon and the truly wicked grin on his face. He was enjoying himself far too much.

“All right, break it up.” A familiar lulling voice took on a sharp American accent and I gazed up at Henry, holding back my smile. “What’s all this now?”

“It’s the chief!” Edmund gasped, bringing all the Brats to scramble off and stand at attention. It was pretty impressive.

Henry came to stand over me, his hands on his hips. “Well, well, well. You think you can pull one over on us? Well, you’re all wet, Johnnie.”

The Brats dragged me over to the armchair. I pretended to struggle, throwing myself back into the chair as they held my arms down against the armrest. Henry marched up to me and put his finger in my face. “You got one more chance to come clean, savvy? Or it’s the big sleep for you.”

“Say, that’s pretty good,” I whispered, rather impressed with his hoodlum talk.

“Thanks. Chance has been teaching me.” He cleared his throat and pulled away, frowning deeply. “Well? What’s it gonna be?”

“Looks like you’re tripping for biscuits, copper. You ain’t getting nothin’ outta me.” I lifted my chin defiantly.

“Tough guy, ay? We’ll see how tough you are.” Henry nodded and Elliot scrambled over the armchair like a little monkey and started tickling me. I wasn’t really ticklish. Henry leaned over and whispered at Elliot. “His ribs.”

Except there.

“You fink!” That I meant. Elliot, Edmund, and Oliver started a full on tickle assault. It was shameful how quickly I surrendered under the pressure. “Wait! All right, I give. What’s it gonna cost?”

Henry turned to Gideon who narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. When his lips curled into an evil grin, I braced myself. Sure, ask the one fella who loved to torture me the most.

“A kiss,” Gideon replied with a self-satisfied smile.

My heart leapt in my throat. “What?”

“Yes,” Edmund agreed excitedly. “You have to kiss the chief!”

Henry’s mouth dropped open and his face flushed. “Honestly, lads, it’s only pretend.”

“Kiss!” The Brats chanted as they pulled me to my feet and pushed me toward poor Henry who didn’t seem to know what to do with himself.

“Yeah all right,” I grumbled, “stop shovin’.”

“Lads, really, it’s not necessary.” Henry’s polite excuses went unheeded and Chance, of course, was no help at all as he chanted along with the Brats.

“Do it!”

I swallowed hard, wondering why the hell my heart was beating so fast. It was just a little kiss, jeez Louise. Deciding I was going to be a man about this, I leaned forward, my gaze going to his lips. It was just a kiss in the name of frivolity, nothing more.

“We might make the ladies uncomfortable,” Henry said bashfully, his cheeks burning. I turned to Hattie and Marion who were also blushing.

Jacky smiled at them. “You ladies may be excused if you like.”

To my surprise, they stayed where they were and Marion waved a hand dismissively. “We don’t mind, sir.” The two looked a little starry-eyed and I could only put it down to Mrs. Whitmore and her bloody romance novels. Did the woman run some secret society I wasn’t aware of, sneaking racy books to dreamy doctors and parlor maids? Usually any staff members uncomfortable with displays of affection were free to leave the room or turn away. For some reason, Hattie and Marion were fine just where they were.

I turned back to Henry when one of the Brats bumped into me from behind. My lips opened in protest at the very moment they touched Henry’s. His breath hitched, his lips parted in a gasp, and before I knew it, my tongue was touching his. Good God...

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Well, I hope you enjoyed that excerpt. More from Johnnie, Henry, and the Brats coming soon!


Copyright © 2012-2013 Charlie Cochet. All Rights Reserved.

Saturday Snark!

Hello all! I'm joining in the Saturday Snark goodness this week, as last week I didn't take part due to the blog hop. So here's a little snark from my novella The Amethyst Cat Caper, and Remi my little British bundle of snarkasm.

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Hawk's laugh was low and throaty, sending a dizzying current racing through Remi's body, despite his irritation. "And you are even more adorable than I thought you were." Hawk pulled Remi against him and gave his lips a quick but thorough kiss. "I like it when you get all hot and bothered. You're a feisty little thing, aren't you?"

"I am not little," Remi replied, slightly affronted, not to mention cross with himself for allowing the man to kiss him so easily.

"You're littler than I am," Hawk insisted, his grin irresistibly devastating.

Remi rolled his eyes. "That's a moot point. Everyone is littler than you are." Hawk reached for the suitcase and Remi slapped his hand away. "I can carry it myself. You seem to be under the misconception that I'm some sort of damsel in distress."

With a heavy sigh, Hawk stepped aside and let him pass. "There you go, putting words in my mouth again." He trailed after Remi, who chose to ignore Hawk's playful tone as they entered the living room. "Of course I don't think you're a dame. I wouldn't be as impressed by the view if you were."

Wondering what on earth Hawk was on about now, Remi made the mistake of looking over his shoulder and was horrified to find Hawk's gaze planted right on his backside.

"Honestly," Remi gasped, his face flushed as he used his suitcase to conceal his virtue. "Have you any manners at all?"

"'Course I do," Hawk replied, reaching behind the couch to reveal the small trunk containing the amethyst cat. Remi stared at him.

"Please tell me you didn't put that filthy box down on my carpet."

"You're more interested in your carpet than how I found your hidey hole? I'm disappointed."

"Not as disappointed as your employer is going to be when he receives my cleaning bill," Remi muttered, stopping at the coat rack by the front door. Which reminded him. "And the bill for a new door." He draped his overcoat over his arm and grabbed his hat before opening the door for Hawk, who chuckled as he walked through.

"Ouch. I thought you English guys were supposed to be all gentlemanly-like."

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