Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Happy Thanksgiving!

In the states the majority of us are getting ready to spend hours in a kitchen before donning our 'fat pants' and stuffing ourselves with yummy goodness. We'll spend time being thankful that we have family to argue with and friends visiting to cheer along our favorite sports teams.

To celebrate the holiday, I'm going to share a quick teaser from THE ACCIDENTAL ASSASSIN. (Less than two weeks to go!)




“We don’t celebrate Thanksgiving in England, love.” He trailed a finger down the side of my cheek.

“You know what I meant.” I narrowed my eyes.

“And you compared yourself to a turkey.” A glimmer appeared in his eyes.

“Okay, I wasn’t making much sense—“

“You were rambling.” He leaned forward and kissed my chin then the tip of my nose. “But you did say something that made sense.”

“I did?” My voice was breathless as he kissed one cheek and then the other.

“Yes, my American turkey, you did.” His chuckle lifted the weight that had settled in my stomach.




What are some of your favorite things about the holidays? I love the smell of the cooking food, the bustling of people as they tried to get everything just right, that feeling of being with people that accept you for you. Bonus points if it's cold and overcast outside. My favorite feeling is the cozy sensation you have when the weather is cold and foreboding outside, but everything inside is snuggly, warm, and comfortable.

Happy Thanksgiving!

 

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Life is funny sometimes... (and a pathetic attempt to make you not hate me)

...But not really today.


I'm going to tell you all something that is going to make me the target of some frustrated people.


Let's rip the band aid off, shall we?


I'm moving the release date of The Accidental Assassin a month back.


Instead of November 4th, it will be live December 4th.


Let me take a moment to say that this is out of my hands. It must be done. I did everything I could to not have this happen. Everything. And it makes me sick. I know that by pushing the date back, some of you are going to be angry, frustrated, and turned off. I hate knowing that. Hate it. But, it still has to happen this way. I'm not going into the reasons as to why, but I am sorry it worked this way. All I can say is that this book is special to me. Okay, all of my books are special to me in different ways, but this one is special in it's very own different way.

Since I'm telling you bad news, let me give you a sneak peek into my thoughts. The real ones. The ones I probably shouldn't share as a writer.

As an author, it's normal to both love and hate you're own work. You love it because it's this story in your head--something that almost feels real with characters that almost feel real. A story that literally hounds your every waking thought. You hate it, and every other sentence you write, because you know you can never really do it justice. You just do the best that you can and hope that people find enjoyment in it. The Accidental Assassin makes me both giddy and nauseous at the same time. Why? Because I love it. I love it hard, guys. And I know that doesn't mean any one else will love it. That's okay. I've been published for four years now and have come to peaceful terms with the fact that everyone isn't going to like the stuff I put out. When you first publish, you sort of chant that mantra, hoping you'll believe it one day. You fake it 'till you make it. Now? I actually believe it. The world is often radically divided by opinion. That's life.

Some books you write, you finish and you think, "Okay. I did it. The End. I did all I could with my story and characters." And then there are some books you can't walk away from and the editor has to literally wrestle the manuscript out of the authors hands. You. Can't. Stop. Tweaking. (That sounds like drugs, but I'm referring to the manuscript.)

The Accidental Assassin is the book that makes me eat antacids by the package when I know people are reading it. I want them to love it. I want them to love Ava and Owen. But I also know I'm not perfect. That everyone isn't going to like my sense of humor or how Ava and Owen turn out.

Guys, I have my antacids ready. They're sitting on my desk looking at me, beckoning me with their pastel colors. I'm ready for you to read The Accidental Assassin.

I just need you to hold on for a few more weeks.

There are a ton of really great books out right now to tide you over. Here, I'll provide a few links. Make it easy for you. Check them out. You won't be disappointed. Then on December 4th, sit back and get ready to go on a wild ride with Ava and Owen.

Even The Moon Has Scars by Steph Campbell

Rellik by Teresa Mummert 

All Broke Down by Cora Carmack


And in case you enjoy Christmas stories (yeah, I know, tomorrow is Halloween, but I'm a sucker for Christmas stories) here are a few you might enjoy.

On Christmas Hill (a short story) by Me

Snowed Over by Angie Stanton

Baby It's Cold Outside by Kristen Proby, Emma Chase, Jennifer Probst, Melody Anne, and Kate Meader  (I just bought this and can't wait to read it. Like I said, I'm a sucker for Christmas Romances.)

And now for my pathetic attempt to keep everyone from throwing muddy rocks at me...

A GIVEAWAY!
(imagine a giant banner, confetti, and a loud announcer voice...)



 
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Thursday, September 18, 2014

What's going on?

What have I been up to?

In case you missed it, I was part of a podcast at Publishers Weekly with the fabulous Molly McAdams, Sophie Jordan, Cora Carmack, Jennifer Armentrout, and Jay Crownover.



Today I have an article on the USA Today HEA blog about addiction and how it affects families in real life and in fiction.

http://www.usatoday.com/story/happyeverafter/2014/09/17/nichole-chase-reluctantly-royal-addiction-fallout/15780047/


And Yesterday I announced the release date for THE ACCIDENTAL ASSASSIN!




Also, RECKLESSLY ROYAL (Book 2, Royal series) is currently on sale! Only $0.99 for the ebook!



Amazon

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Wednesday, September 17, 2014

November 4th--Mark your calendar!


It's time.

The Accidental Assassin finally has a release date.



(Yes, for real this time!)


November 4th, 2014







            Cold air curled over the skin of my thigh and I snuggled closer to the heat next to me. A soft snore invaded my dreams and I grunted in annoyance. The warm pillow under my head moved, rolling me over so I was on my back and immediately yanking me out of my dreams.


“What?” I started to push him away, but his hands closed on my wrists and lifted them above my head.


“It’s been a long time since I woke up next to someone.” His voice sent goosebumps over my skin and I froze. One of his legs rested between mine and every movement made it deliciously clear how much he enjoyed having a bedmate. “I’m not used to it.”

“Wh-why is that?” His lips were so close to mine I couldn’t focus on anything else. Flashes of our kiss from the night before ran through my mind.

“Trust.” He leaned a little closer, his lips almost touching mine. “Can’t sleep next to someone who might kill you.”

“That would be difficult.” I licked my lips and tried to calm my racing heart.

“But not with you, love.” He let go of one of my wrists to run a finger along my jaw. “You’re not going to kill me in my sleep.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“It’s in your eyes.” His eyes dipped down to my lips. “The eyes never lie.”

 
Ava McKenzie is a creature of habit. Life is passing her by and she has nothing to show for it. She’s had the same job since she started college, she orders the same dish every time she goes to her favorite restaurant, and only reads books from authors she knows. There is nothing new or surprising in her life… until her best friend marries a man from London. When her newlywed friend asks her to house-sit while she honeymoons, Ava jumps at the chance. She thinks this could be the very thing she needs to shake up her life. Ava throws herself head first into her new lifestyle; she wants to try everything, go everywhere, and never get stuck in a rut again. Of course, offing a man in a car garage hadn’t been one of the things on her list to try.

Owen Walker spends every day in a new place with a new case. As one of the most renowned assassins in the world, he has his choice of marks—and he’s never failed in a mission. When a new hit takes him back to his hometown, he looks forward to spending time somewhere familiar. What he isn’t expecting is to help an attractive, confused American woman find out how she’s ended up on a hit man’s list.

As Ava and Owen dodge bullets, will they be able to escape their undeniable attraction to each other? Or will all of that chemistry blow up in a shower of hot and dangerous sparks?
 

Want to know a little more about Owen? Check out this Imagine Dragons song. It fits him perfectly



 

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

The Reluctant release of Reluctantly Royal

It's finally here.

August 26th, 2014.

The day that I get to share Max with everyone. The day my book-baby hits the shelves around the country. It's the day that finishes the Suddenly series.



It's also the day of rolling black-outs in my town.

Of all the days, this was not a good day for mass black-outs.

For instance, I've been trying to make this post since 8am this morning. It's now after 3pm and I'm typing quickly to try and finish before the power goes back out.

Let's just say today has been an adventure. It started like any normal day. I stumbled out of bed, dressed the munchkin, made a lunch, and drove her to school. I got home just in time for the second black out to hit. Confused I called the power company and received some lame information which didn't tell me anything. After a little digging I found out that one of the nearby substations had a fire last night, thus rolling black-outs.

I drove all over town to find internet (and a working air conditioner). Almost as soon as I set foot in an establishment the power went off. I decided I was cursed and eventually settled for eating lunch in my car at the pick up line of my daughters school. (At least I had AC!)

But! Now the power is on (hopefully for good) and I can finally share my excitement with everyone.

MAX IS HERE!!!
 
 
Isn't he swoon worthy?


 
Here is an excerpt so you can see exactly why I think so...
 
 
As I turned to leave the room, my eyes fell on a sketch pad and I couldn’t help myself. Sitting back down in the chair I flipped it open and smiled at the drawings inside. Marty had promise for such a young kid. Turning to a blank page, I glanced around and searched for a pencil. Charcoal would be best, but pencil would do.
 
I started with the lines of his forehead, the curve of his impish nose, the roundness of his cheeks. I was lost in the sketch, enjoying the shadows, the tenderness in his expression, working to capture that moment of utter innocence.
 
“That’s beautiful.” Her voice was soft.
 
I looked up from what I was doing, not surprised that she had snuck up on me. When I’m lost in a project, the world disappears; the only thing I’m aware of are the layers of the project I’m working on.
 
“He’s a good subject.” I turned back to the paper and finished up the shading of the blanket.
 
“Only because he’s asleep and not moving.” Her quiet laugh sent shivers over my body.
 
“That does help.” I smiled up at her. “But it’s the contrast. The contrast of him awake versus him asleep. He looks so young right now, so innocent.”
 
“What do you mean?” She leaned closer to look at the picture.
 
“He’s so mature, quick-witted.” I whispered the words. “But here he is, looking like the child he is.”
 
“His teachers say that,” she said. “That he’s quick to pick things up.”
 
“I’d say so.” I turned and handed her the sketch pad. “I hope you don’t mind that I drew him. The light and shadows were too perfect to resist.” Sort of like her right now. The way the moonlight glinted in her eyes and shone along her hair. Her perfect features would make any artist ache to draw them. Her pixie nose, the heavy eyelashes, the curve of her body hinted at by the oversized sweater she had wrapped around herself. It made my palms itch. Partly because I just wanted to touch her, to see if she would taste as sweet as she looked in that moment.
 
“Thank you for keeping him entertained.” She stood up. “Can I keep this?”
 
“Of course.” I stood up and stretched. Her eyes swept over my chest and then back up to my face. Maybe I wasn’t the only one tempted to touch. I hated to admit it, but I had a flare of pride. “I enjoyed hanging out with him.”
 
I was surprised to realize I meant it. I never would have thought spending time with a six-year-old would have been enjoyable.
 
“Looks like he did too.” She moved away from the door and I followed her into the hallway.
 
“Did you get everything settled?”
 
“I think so.” She frowned.
 
“What’s wrong?” Her expression worried me.
 
“Granddad would have hated a large ceremony.” She sighed and headed for the stairs. “But I guess that as a duke there are some things that have to happen.”
 
“I don’t blame your grandfather.” I followed behind her. “I would want a small ceremony, not to be made into a production.”
 
“I’m starting to think you don’t like any type of production.” She looked at me over shoulder.
 
“Not really, no.” I wasn’t going to lie. “I don’t like being the focus, being the center of attention. It makes me uncomfortable.” I wasn’t going to lie, but I hadn’t intended to tell her so much about me.
 
“And yet you agreed to help me with my grandfather’s funeral.” She turned to me at the bottom of the stairs and set the sketch pad on a table. “Why?”
 
I stared at her for a minute, enjoying the way her eyes looked up at me, the tilt of her chin, the way her hair cascaded around her shoulders. “I don’t know.”

Unable to help myself, I reached out and touched her cheek with my fingers. Her pupils dilated and she inhaled softly. With one thumb I traced the dip under her plump bottom lip. Her hand reached up to trace my jaw and she took a step closer to me.
 
“You should be running from me as fast as you can.” She whispered the words. “I’m everything you don’t want.”
 
“I’m not so sure.”
 
“I live for the spotlight, it’s my food.” Her eyes were half lidded as she edged closer to my mouth. “And you’ve seen my family. I’m trouble, Max.”

Did I care? I wasn’t sure I was capable of making a real decision as her smell wrapped around my senses. The only thing I knew was that I wanted to taste her, to touch her, to press her against my body. To hear her say my name again.
 
Dipping my head, I grazed her lips with mine and I was lost. On a sigh, she leaned into me and wrapped her hands around my neck. Tilting her head back, I brought my mouth to hers carefully, softly, tasting. I wanted to deepen the kiss, to hear her moan, to feel the way her body could wrap around mine, but I kept it soft, sweet, and simple. She was in such a hard place, she needed to be protected, treasured by someone.
 
And right now, I was that person.


 
 
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A huge thank you to everyone that has helped spread the word about Reluctantly Royal. I've been overwhelmed by your support. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
 
 
Nichole Chase
 
 
 
 
 

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Love Prince Yummy?

Reluctantly Royal is getting ever closer to shelves.

To celebrate the release, we're going to be interviewing some of the characters.

So give me your burning questions!

Go ahead. Ask him.


Fill out the form below and tell me what you would ask Prince Alex (AKA Prince Yummy).

 



 

Friday, August 8, 2014

What would you ask?


Eighteen days.

Eighteen days are all that stand between us and the release of RELUCTANTLY ROYAL.



To celebrate the release, we're going to have a series of interviews with some of the characters. Who? Well, I think we'll start with Chadwick. Who better to kick it all off? Just think about it. He's privy to all the intimate details, the juicy gossip, the nitty gritty.

So. What would you ask Chadwick, personal assistant to Princess Samantha--wife of Prince Alex, the future King of Lilaria?



I will pick several of the best questions and you'll get your answers!