Carly Fall's Blog, page 27
January 1, 2012
Six Sentence Sunday – 1/1/12
Hi Sixers!
Hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and I wish you much happiness, health and success in 2012!
I'm happy to announce that Finding My Faith, the story of Rayner and Faith is at the editors! So, I've started the sequel, which doesn't have a title at this point.
This six is from there:
So this is what it felt like to die.
He had planned his death to be fast and painless. A simple shot to the head by his own hand. He didn't know if he would feel the initial penetration, but he figured after the bullet did a blender on his brain, that initial feeling would be a moot point.
Things quite hadn't worked out that way. No, instead he was tied to a chair in nothing but a pair of boxers, his life slowly draining from him by the cuts of his attackers knife.
As always, don't forget to check out the others at Six Sentence Sunday!
Oh yes! I also got to interview a prince!
December 28, 2011
Wednesday's Words
Every Wednesday I'm posting a little snippet from my upcoming book. Finding My Faith, the sequel to The Light Within Me, will be out at the beginning of March, and I think you will really like the story of Rayner and Faith 
"What the hell is taking so long?"
Rayner hated waiting almost as much as he hated flying. Combine the two together, and he was not a pleasant person to be around. He and his two companions stood side by side in the airport staring out the glass at the plane they were already supposed to be on, giving off a "how much is that doggy in the window" vibe. The watched as a mechanic and a pilot walked around the small, private plane discussing who knows what. Rayner hoped they were discussing things like properly working engines and wheels that would appear upon landing instead of something like baseball scores.
He looked over at his two friends, Hudson and Cohen. Hudson's big arms were crossed over his chest and he was dressed in some expensive suit with a fancy Italian name that Rayner couldn't pronounce. With Hudson's black hair in a ponytail down his back, the guy looked like he was posing for a picture that would land him in GQ. Except his body measurements qualified him for a spread in some body building or wrestling magazine. He stood about six foot five and weight around two sixty, give or take ten or fifteen pounds. Most likely on the give side. Hudson didn't say anything just kept staring out the window at the plane they were waiting to board.
"Better to be safe, and all that," Cohen said quietly pushing his dark mop of hair off his forehead. He was big like Hudson, but didn't have the fashion thing going on. He wore a pair of jeans with a t-shirt under his knee length leather coat.
Rayner sighed, and caught his own reflection in the window. He was just as big as his two companions, but his hair was a light blond that fell to his collar. He wasn't much into the clothes either, but had managed a pair of black slacks with a black silk t-shirt. Two gold hoops hung from his right ear. He wasn't sure if he liked them or not. The same went for the gold hoops through his nipples. He had been on the losing end of a football bet with Cohen three months ago and the loser had to pierce one ear and one nipple. Rayner had decided to double tap it on each.
He stared at his tanned skin, his high cheekbones, his full mouth, his black and gray eyes. He had been in this body for a long time, and it was weird to think that there was more to him than what stared back at him.
"Okay, gentlemen, they're ready for us." All three turned to see the very pretty flight attendant who would be serving them on their trip from Reno, Nevada, to Phoenix, Arizona. She was about twenty-five, short, thin, and had her hair pulled back into a ponytail that fell to her lower back. Her crisp light blue suit matched her eyes and was emblazed with the logo of the company from where they were renting the jet. Her name tag read Suzette and her smile was almost blinding.
"Thank you, Suzette," Hudson rumbled, stepping in front of Rayner and offering his arm to her. "May I escort you down?"
She giggled and took his arm.
Rayner looked at Cohen, who simply rolled his eyes. Rayner wondered if today's flight would be Suzette's first inauguration into the mile high club. He kind of doubted it.
As they crossed the tarmac toward the sleek, white LearJet 45 Rayner took some deep breaths. It wasn't that he was afraid of flying. It just wasn't natural. And things that weren't natural made him … okay, maybe he was afraid to fly. But hurtling yourself through space in a tin can that you couldn't even fully stand up in wasn't right. He climbed the steps, bent his head down to enter the plane and planted his ass in the first light brown leather seat. He reminded himself the plane ride was only an hour and a half.
Cohen plopped down in the seat across the aisle, while Hudson moved to a seat in back—the one by the bathroom.
Easy access for him and Suzette, Rayner thought.
"Can I get you guys anything to drink before we take off?" Suzette asked.
Rayner thought about it a moment, and nodded. "Three shots of Tequila. Whatever you have as long as it's the good stuff."
Suzette nodded and looked at Cohen. "Same. Except make mine whiskey."
Apparently Cohen had no intentions of being awake for the flight either.
Suzette then looked at the back of the plane, smiled, and sashayed back to Hudson. They spoke in low tones, and Rayner heard her giggle.
Yep, he could see this one coming a mile away.
A couple minutes later, three shot glasses were lined up in front of him along with a wedge of lime. He didn't bother with the lime until all three little glasses of liquid were empty. He felt the burn as they made their way into his gut, the numbing effect on his brain almost immediate.
Perfect.
Suzette stood in front of the three of them and told them what to do if the plane were to suddenly lose air pressure and start spiraling downward.
Rayner pulled out his Ipod from his jacket pocket and put the earbuds in. He closed his eyes and laid his head back on the soft, plush leather. You die, honey, he thought idly.
Copyright 2011 Carly Fall
December 18, 2011
Six Sentence Sunday 12/18/11
Hi Sixers,
Christmas is a week away – YIKES! Anyone else completely and totally unprepared besides me?
This is from my WIP titled Finding My Faith.
The feeling was as real as the skin she was touching, the strong arms wrapped around her, the water beating against both of them.
She hated she had to say goodbye today, and hated it even more that she didn't understand why. It all seemed so simple to her: she loved him. He loved her. They went on to happily ever after. But Rayner had made it clear that the happy ending was nowhere to be seen in their future.
December 14, 2011
Holiday Blog Hop Winners announced
Thanks to everyone who stopped by for the Holiday Blog Hop!
I wrote down everyone's name and threw them in hats depending on what book you wanted, then had my seven year old son do the drawing. He was excited
So here are the results:
Shackled to the Night goes to: Suzanne H.
Hidden in the Night goes to: Mary
The Light Within Me goes to: Fedora
Each winner will be email privately.
Thanks again to all who stopped by. If you are a big reader, 2012 is going to be a very, very exciting and busy year for me. I will be holding contest and doing many promotional activities with other authors that mean big freebies for you. For instance, those of you who have read Shackled to the Night know that Thaddeus and Emily are expecting a baby! I need your help to give a name to the little darling! To be notified when all this awesomeness takes place, please just enter your name and address in the big green box to the right.
Happy Holidays to all, and I hope Santa leaves something super sweet in your stocking.
With Love,
Carly
December 4, 2011
Six Sentence Sunday – 12/4/11
Hey Sixers!
I hope all of you in the U.S. had a great Thanksgiving. I simply wasn't organized enough to get it together for last weeks SSS, but I'm back in action this week. I'm still posting about my still untitled WIP about Faith and Rayner, which is the second in the series to The Light Within Me.
Seriously, these two are driving me to drink.
To set this up, Faith has just had a complete meltdown stemming from confusion over the signals she is getting from Rayner. In true over dramatic hysterical female fashion, the meltdown involved a lot of screaming, a bit of cursing and a fist that didn't connect with Rayner. He is sending her home to the safety of her parents. She doesn't understand why they can't be together, and thinks that perhaps she has misread his signals…
He then took her hand and laid it on the front of his jeans.
"You feel that Faith?" he whispered in her ear.
Oh, yes, she felt it. It was long and thick, and her body exploded in primal need and desire. Her mouth went dry and she was certain she wasn't breathing.
"That," he hissed, "has been my constant companion since the second I laid eyes on you."
There is still time to join the blog hop I'm organizing on December 9, 10 & 11. Shoot me an email at CarlyFall@gmail if you would like to participate.
And now back to Six Sentence Sunday!
December 3, 2011
The Holiday Blog Hop
The holiday season is my favorite time of year. It seems to bring out the best in people: they are a little bit nicer, a little more willing to help another, and a little more generous.
The authors listed below are feeling mighty generous this season! To participate in the Blog Hop, simply click on the author name, which will take you to their website, and leave a note in the comments. That's it! You are entered in their giveaway. Then click the banner at the bottom of their page, come back here and move on to the next author.
The Blog Hop runs from 8am December 9th to midnight December 11th. All authors are responsible for picking their own winners and awarding their prizes.
Oh yes! As for me… I will be giving away one ebook of each of my titles:
So please leave a comment to enter, and let me know if you have a preference.
Have a wonderful holiday Season!
The Romance Writer's Reads by Author Elise Marion
Sarah Brookes
Ranae Rose
December 1, 2011
And the winner is…
It's that time again..
time to announce who won the free book I give away every month.
For November, I would like to congratulate
Heidi Z
Congratulations, Heidi! You will be emailed privately for your choice of books!
November 20, 2011
Six Sentence Sunday- 11/20/11
Hey sixers!
Thanks for stopping by. I appreciate it, and love the comments you leave. I'm still at work on the sequel to The Light Within Me. I'm almost done with the first draft of the story, but the title still eludes me. Any suggestions?
Faith and Rayner…the more sixes I post, the more I realize that Rayner really equates pleasure to food and drink. I'm not even going to go there as to what that says about me…
Faith said, "Don't… don't do it unless you…"
He stopped her from saying the rest by putting his lips on hers.
Sweet Jesus. They were soft fluffy pillows that tasted like heaven. He assumed if he could eat heaven, this is how it would taste. Tequila, spearmint and raw female.
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November 13, 2011
Six Sentence Sunday 11/13/11
Hey Sixers!
I am all over the place with the sixes from this still untitled WIP, the second in the series of the Six Saviors. This is Rayner and Faith…
"You can't love me, Faith," he said into her hair.
"It's too late," she breathed into his chest. "Too late."
He knew what he had to do.
He needed this to end, to come to a halt, a full stop with screeching brakes. He thought his heart may crack, break or just fucking stop with his next words: "But it's not too late to let me go," he whispered.
And now back to the awesomeness of Six Sentence Sunday
And authors, I'm hosting a blog hop open to all of you. It's a great way to introduce yourself to new readers, whether you have anything new coming out or not. Come join in the fun!
November 8, 2011
Me and Evander Holyfield? Yeah, we're tight!
This past weekend my husband took me away to a boxing match in Indio, California, which is sort of part of Palm Springs.
"Oh, yuck," I can hear some of you saying. Not about the Palm Springs part, but the boxing.
Boxing is a great sport, and fun to watch.
Look at it this way, naysayers: Ripped, half naked alpha men beating the crap out of each other.
Hopefully that will change your mind.
I knew boxing legend Evander Holyfield would be there, and I was going to get my picture taken with him if I had to box some people out of the way myself. Some non-boxing fans may recognize the name. This is the dude who got his ear bit off my Mike Tyson. That should ring a few bells.
I didn't have to throw any punches, just maybe do a little pushing.
So, here's me and my new best friend, Evander Holyfield.
