Today’s Featured Author – Adrienne Thompson

Today, I welcome back author Adrienne Thompson. Her latest book, After the Pain (Latter Rain Series Book 1), came out in January.

Excerpt

My tea cup rattled on its saucer at the sound of his voice. I didn’t dare look up at him as I set the cup down and forced myself not to rush to him and wrap my legs around his waist.

“Thank you, August. Want some tea?” Ms. Dorcas asked.

“Yes, ma’am, I’d love some,” he replied, and then he did something that made my entire body stand at attention; he sat right next to me on the loveseat. From that point on all I could do was sit there and remind myself to breathe as my body temperature began to slowly rise. I shoved my unsteady hands under my thighs and fixed my eyes on the floral-patterned rug beneath my feet. I could smell his sweat, a scent that was beginning to become both familiar and appealing to me, and though I kept my eyes away from him, the image of his face dominated my thoughts.

I glanced around the now painfully quiet room to see all eyes on me—including August’s—and I reacted in the only way I knew how. I stood from my seat and softly said, “Um, excuse me.” And before anyone could reply, I had swiftly left the room, made it to the stairs, and was heading back to Room Ten.

“Wait!” I heard him call.

But I couldn’t stop my feet from ascending the stairs. As I fumbled with my door key, I felt him rest his hand on my shoulder. “Von, wait. Why do you keep running away from me? Is it this?” He spun me around and kissed me again… and I let him. As a matter of fact, I felt relieved, like this was what I’d been needing for a long time. Maybe it was.

His lips left mine and I instantly missed them. “Yes,” I whispered, my eyes downcast.

He lifted my chin, held my eyes with his. “You didn’t like it?”

“I did. That’s the problem.”

“Well, what about this?” He leaned in and gently suckled my neck.

I shuddered, grabbed his head, and held it in place. Then a wave of shame hit me and I pulled away from him. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”

“You’re enjoying me,” he whispered as he pinned me to the door and went to work on the other side of my neck. “And I’m enjoying you…”

“I don’t even know your last name,” I said breathily.

“Donovan. August Donovan.”

“I don’t know you.”

He lifted his head and gently kissed my lips again. “Meet me on the path after breakfast tomorrow.”

I looked into his chocolate eyes and almost involuntarily said, “Okay.”

Book Blurb

ATP2_smBarely grasping on to her sanity due to past trauma and unhappiness, LaVonda Ingram leaves her home in search of peace and finds it in the love of a beautiful man. But will she be able to hold on to the healing and peace his love provides?

This is book one of the Latter Rain series—stories of women over forty finding love.

Check out the book trailer!

About the Author

adrienneAdrienne Thompson has worn many titles in her lifetime: teenage mother, teenage wife, divorcee, registered nurse, and author. This mother of three young adults currently resides in Arkansas in her newly empty nest where she writes and publishes her stories full time.

You can find out more about Adrienne on her website or follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

You can purchase After the Pain on Amazon, Amazon UK and Barnes & Noble.

You can also read an excerpt of Your Love is King – her book that was featured on my site in 2013

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Today’s Featured Author: Adrienne Thompson

Today I welcome author Adrienne Thompson to my blog. Her latest book, Your Love is King, will be released November 12th.

I am thrilled to be able to share an excerpt from my forthcoming novel, Your Love Is King, today. I truly hope it piques your interest and leaves you anticipating the novel’s release this November. Happy Reading!! – Adrienne 

Excerpt

Another twenty minutes passed and I could barely keep my eyes open as I fumbled through my purse for my phone, having decided to try and call Carla again. I’d finally fished my phone out of my purse when I was startled by a voice coming from the driveway in front of the ER.

“Well, if it isn’t Ms. Marli,” a man said. I raised my head to see that it was Chris King.

He was speaking to me from the driver’s side of a shiny, black Mercedes Benz, complete with some very expensive-looking chrome rims. Trumpet-playing must have been a lucrative career for him.

“Hi,” I said unenthusiastically.

“You work here?”

Well that was stating the obvious. I was sitting outside a hospital wearing scrubs.

“Uh, yeah. Just got off,” I said rather curtly.

“Oh, okay, well, have a good day.”  I’m sure he sensed that I wasn’t in the best of moods.

“Yeah, it’s been lovely so far,” I replied under my breath.

He drove away, and I dialed Carla’s number again. This time it went straight to voicemail. A voice inside told me that I should’ve asked Mr. Chris King for a ride, but I didn’t really know him. What if he was some kind of psycho?

After another ten minutes of waiting, I looked up and noticed a familiar black Mercedes pull back around the driveway.

“Do you just like hanging around hospitals or something, or are you a stalker?” I asked sarcastically as he pulled his car to a stop in front of me.

Chris smiled and shook his head. “No and no. I was here dropping off my sister for her shift. She’s a nurse, her name’s Ava King. You know her?”

I shook my head. “No, but I’m new here.”

“Oh, okay. Well, anyway, after I drove off earlier, I thought to myself that you looked like you needed a ride home. Do you?”

“I’m okay. I’m sure my friend will be here any minute,” I said and glanced at my watch. Now, of course I was lying, because at that point, I wasn’t sure if Carla was ever going to show up.

“You sure? How long you been out here waiting?”

I cleared my throat. “About an hour.”

“Man, that’s a long time, and you look tired. Come on, I’ll give you a ride.”

I frowned. “I don’t know, I—”

“Come on, Ms. Marli. Why you gotta be so mean? I’m trying to help you, here. You got something against riding in cars with white men, too?”

I sighed, grabbed my bag, and walked over to his car. At that point I was so tired, I couldn’t even argue anymore.

Chris jumped out of the car and opened the passenger’s door for me. He was wearing faded jeans and a colorful t-shirt. Around his neck hung a huge silver crucifix on a silver chain. His short, spiky hair was covered with a red baseball cap.

Once I climbed inside, he closed the door behind me and returned to the driver’s seat. His car was immaculate inside, and the scent from a vanilla-scented air freshener filled my nose. His radio was tuned to an R&B station, and an Alicia Keys song was pouring softly from the speakers. As we exited the lot, I looked over at him and smiled.

“Thanks,” I said drowsily.

He glanced at me with a grin. “No problem, Ms. Marli. Where to?”

I gave him my address and said, “Can I ask you a question?”

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“Why do you talk like that?”

He gave me a confused look. “Like what?”

“You know, like you’re black.”

His eyes widened. “Oh, well this is how I’ve always talked.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, really. Why?”

I shrugged. “I was just wondering.”

Chris shook his head. “Wow, you are prejudiced. Where are you from, anyway? Selma circa 1954?”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m not prejudiced. I was just curious. And I’m from Arkansas.”

“Oh damn, no wonder. They probably still got segregated schools and ‘whites only’ restaurants down there,” he said with an exaggerated Southern drawl.

I bugged my eyes. “No, they don’t!”

Book Description

your love is king

Marli Meadows was tired of the monotonous rhythm of her life, so she decided to leave it behind and embark on a search for change. Instead, she found a love.

 

 

 

 

About the Author

adrienneMarried at sixteen, a mother twice by seventeen, and thrice a mother and divorced by twenty-four, Adrienne Thompson is no stranger to adversity. Not your typical teenage mother, she went on to complete her college degree and to earn her nursing license. She attributes God’s faithfulness as the catalyst for her success in life. Now, having raised two children as a single mother, with a third fast-approaching adulthood, she is sharing a long hidden talent and passion with the world. Using the lessons that life has so expertly taught her as a guideline (betrayal, abusive relationships, self-esteem issues, witnessing the deteriorating effects of drug abuse), she has created stories that will both entertain and inspire the reader.

Adrienne currently resides in Arkansas with her daughter. Formerly an RN, she now writes and publishes her stories full time.

You can find out more about Adrienne on her website. You can also connect with her on Facebook and Twitter.

Your Love is King will be out November 12, 2013. You can purchase Adrienne’s books on Amazon, Barnes & Noble and the Kobo Store.