Wel­come to Teaser Tues­day! 

Every month I offer spots in my newsletter where we can get a snip­pet of a story that arouses the reader — hints at mystification — a quickening that stirs the blood.

Enjoy a snippet, a few lines, a paragraph – to entice you.

A cliffhanger —  “What happens next?”

   February Teasers   



He stood in only his trousers and shirtsleeves, staring up at the burnt remains of her house. After a long cat-like stretch, he shrugged into his suspenders and pulled on his waistcoat. As he ran a hand through his tousled blond hair, sunlight glinted off the golden strands. He was much more handsome than she remembered. Tall and lean, with broad shoulders that strained the seams of his shirt. She remembered the strong arms that had offered protection and comfort as he held her last night.

Shaking her head, she forced her attention back to the sizzling meat. She was not attracted to Sebastian Henderson. Not when she’d just said goodbye to Santiago. Not when she was about to embark on a journey to a city she’d sworn to never return.

Penniless and estranged from her wealthy family in New Orleans, Widow Doña Melissa Bertrand de Cabrillo must barter her way from California to Louisiana in order to save her niece, even if it means posing as the wife of a perfect stranger.
Gold miner and banker Sebastian Henderson needs to find a wife soon . . . or at least a woman willing to play the role. Doña Melissa provides the perfect solution, but sharing a cabin with the tempting southern belle proves more challenging than their bargain—and more dangerous—after a passenger aboard their steamship is murdered. Melissa is convinced the death is connected to her family’s events in New Orleans.
Thrown together by necessity, united by love, Melissa and Sebastian must unravel a murderous scheme threatening to tear them apart.



You can find Cari here:      My website: www.cari-davis.com, On Twitter: https://twitter.com/CDavis1851, On Facebook: www.facebook.com/CariDavisWrites



            Without thinking, Sam moved quickly to stand in front of Jordan trying to block Brice’s assault. The fist intended for Jordan slammed into the side of her head and sent her reeling backwards.“For Christ’s sake,” Jordan swore as he caught her by the shoulders. “Why did you do that?” Seeing a chair nearby, he guided her into it. “Stay there and don’t move,” he ordered. Then he turned to Brice, took him by one arm and flipped the guy onto the floor. 

            By this time several of the waiters gathered about to see what was going on. Beth turned to one of them. “Frank, hurry and get Sean.” She crouched down next to Sean’s cousin who was groaning and cursing at the same time. “Take it easy, Brice. Sean and I are taking you home right now.”

            Jordan turned his full attention to Sam. “Let me see the damage,” he demanded, pulling her hand gently away from her head. He could see a reddened area from her forehead down to her cheek. “You’ll need ice on that.” He turned to one of the men standing around. “Get me some ice and a cloth napkin fast.”

            The whole scene was surreal, Sam thought. Here she was pursued by two men who were ready to fight over her. And all she wanted was to be left alone.


Fate brings polar opposites Samantha Peabody and Jordan Hart together. Free spirit Sam is an artist, occasional belly dancer and sloppy housekeeper. Jordan is a lawyer, fitness and neatness freak and lover of ice cream. The one thing they have in common is their dislike of big, fussy weddings.

Sam lives in a brownstone that has seen better days on the wrong side of Manhattan. Jordan’s condo on the East Side of town is pristine and beautifully decorated. Their first meeting is a complete disaster. But at their second meeting she’s belly dancing at the Blue Monkey restaurant and he’s in the audience. Captivated by her sensuous performance and intrigued by the electricity sparking between them, he’s in hot pursuit.

Sam’s oldest sister, Andrea, is remarrying her first husband and opts for a huge wedding. When Sam has a big fight with Andrea she decides not to attend ‘that damn wedding’. Jordan is invited to the same wedding as his oldest sister, Lori, is best friends with Andrea. Jordan invites Sam to the wedding and she accepts having no idea it’s the same affair. Complicating Sam’s busy life is the offer from a local craft beer company to belly dance for a TV ad and become the symbol of their new beer company.

Sam’s disastrous first marriage and the difficult dynamics in her family make her insecure about Jordan’s love. Besides she hates the idea of marriage. Can Jordan’s ingenious prenuptial agreement win Sam over and dissolve her fears?


 Go here to find Madelaine:    Links to Madelaine Grant: www.madelainegrant.comhttps://www.facebook.com/ContemporaryRomanceAuthor/


Heather Logan. He’d memorized her name from the tag on her lab coat . . . just in case.

He was planning on finding some way to bump into her again. Try one more time to ask her out on a date or something. He couldn’t get her out of his mind. Maybe she was the one.

And then he’d gone and died.

He’d have sighed if he’d been able. Evidently sighing wasn’t a thing for ghosts, or spirits, or whatever the hell he was now.

A flicker drew his gaze. In the corner of the room the glowing ball of light diminished. He no longer felt drawn toward it.

The light dimmed until it disappeared altogether.

The pull now came from below.

Shit, I’m going to hell.


Chris Johnson never really started living until he died. Orphaned, fostered, and drifting through life, the twenty-seven year old programmer had no family, little money, and few friends. But he also had no enemies. So, who the hell killed him? After an experimental process brings him back from the dead as a zombiebot, he gets the chance to find out.

Heather Logan’s latest process uses nanobots to reanimate a corpse. Half robot, half something raised from the dead, Chris is her first successful resuscitation. Questions abound. What is it? Is it truly alive, a machine, or some kind of zombie-hybrid?

But someone wants to steal Heather’s secret process and put her out of the picture permanently. Chris, with his new superpowers, is the only thing standing between Heather and an assassin’s bullet. Is he enough of a hero to save her?



Look for S.C. Mitchell here: Webpage: http://scmitchellauthor.com/, Blog: http://scmitchell.wordpress.com/, Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorSCMitchell, Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorSMitchell, Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B007D0Z1MW



Great. Now, it’s raining buckets.

Damn, that guy just elbowed her, the jerk. All the taxies seemed to be taken. Except one. Carrie took off running. Just as she reached the cab, another hand – a masculine hand – covered hers.

A deep voice surged over her shoulder. “Excuse me.”

The man jerked open the door, pushed her inside and jumped in behind her.

Of all the . . .

“Sorry. But we could have drowned while I played the gentleman.”

A determined man, a headstrong woman, and a battle of wills.

 Matthew longs for a woman to share his life, not his bank account. He owns a prestigious company that he rules with an iron fist. On his way to an important meeting, a light flirtation turns into more than he expects. He meets a woman with more confidence and strength than most men. Long legs get his attention, but Carrie attracts his interest. The alluring beauty does not need his money, and makes it clear she does not need him. He accepts the unspoken challenge.

Carrie trusts no man. An executive partner, she possesses a confidence that makes her assertive and her aggressiveness toward the male gender is somewhat intimidating. Until a pair of mischievous eyes melts her defenses, and has her second guessing her convictions. The day he shoved her into that cab he must have chiseled a chink in her armor. Matthew charges into her well organized life, cracks the stone wall she’s built and instills an emotion she swore never to allow.

Infatuation and excitement spark a journey of passion and forbidden emotion where two people must overcome their earlier convictions to find an everlasting love.






Contact Information

Website:   http://samanthyawyatt.com/

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/Samanthya-Wyatt-Author-1498001047086140/?ref=hl

Twitter:      Samanthya Wyatt @ samanthyawyatt

Blog:          http://samanthyawyatt.com/blog/

SMP:       https://smpauthors.wordpress.com/

Review Site:    https://www.nightowlreviews.com/v5/Reviews/Lwynters-reviews-The-Right-One-by-Samanthya-Wyatt

Goodreads:     http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8330687.Samanthya_Wyatt

Alrighty then – It’s time to set back, lay the worries of the world down, and get lost in a romance!   Read a book.

 Be sure to check out my books, Keep up with my Blog and find me on facebook for updates!

HHRW pic

RWA ContemporaryWhether His­tor­i­cal or Con­tem­po­rary Shoot me an email,      samanthyawyatt@gmail.com     and we will have some fun with our Teaser Tuesdays. 


Comments are closed.