In the Spotlight: Bellann Summer

http://authorbellann.blogspot.com/

New Release: Rescue for Hire 3 – Jack’s Sweets

http://www.bookstrand.com/jacks-sweets

When preschool teacher Brian Hayward is rescued by Jack Woods during a school shooting, he thought he had finally found his knight. But Jack’s hard partying ways of the past come back to haunt them. Can the handsome alpha keep the delicate sweet teacher, or will tragedies, exes, and newborn responsibilities turn him into a frog?

 

The Biz:

How many books do you currently have published?

I am very proud to say I have two books of the Rescue for Hire series published with Siren Publishing and a free featured read out today (March 25^th) with Manloveauthors. The free read features the heroes from Bear’s Pup, Cade and Bret.

Find Bellann’s first book here: http://bookstrand.com/bellann-summer

What is the next book you have releasing?

My next book is from the Rescue for Hire series, Damian’s Treble. That will be released on March 27^th.

What book are you writing right now?

I am working of a new series called, The Men of The Crazy Angle Ranch. The first book features, Tyler, the bad guy from the 5^th book of the Rescue for Hire series.

What is your favorite type of Hero/Heroine to write about? Why?

I like the strong alpha male who knows what he wants, yet knows what his partner needs. I like the partner to have a bit of mischief in him and knows how to get around the Hero’s alpha tendencies.

What is the hardest part of writing for you?  

Spelling. I cannot spell myself out of a paper bag. Also the hardest part of writing is the sentence structure. I know what I want to say, but Word check doesn’t always like the way I say it and we sometimes have a battle before their correction lines disappear off the screen of my computer.

Advice for aspiring and new writers?

Know what’s popular, what’s up and coming. If you do decide to write what everyone else is, put a spin on it. Most of all write something every day even if you have to delete it tomorrow.

Who did you dedicate your first book to?

My husband. He has been at my side through thick and thin. He has picked me up when I’ve failed and celebrated with me when I’ve succeeded. He is my love.

Do you have any rituals for Book Release Day?

I stare at Siren Publishing’s web site the first thing in the morning and do a happy dance. Then I check my sales page every hour to see how many people actually wanted to read it enough to buy it.

What author are you dying to meet? OR What author have you met that you had a fan girl/guy moment?

I would like to meet Honor James and Emma Anderson, because they have become great friends to me from the beginning of this writing journey. Also Sean Michael. One of his books was the first M/M book I ever read.

 

The Random:

How would your spouse or best friend describe you in three words?

Homebody, caring, funny

What was the last movie you went to see?

I don’t go out to many movies. But the last movie we downloaded was Identity Theft.

If you were an animal what kind of animal would you be and why?

I think a tiger. They’re gorgeous and nobody messes with them.

What is your favorite quote ever?

“You are what you are.”

If you could be a superhero, what would you want your super powers to be?

To move faster than the speed of light. That’d be cool.

What song is on your iPod/Mp3/Stereo right now?

Someday by Rob Thomas

Favorite place to curl up with a good book?

My big recliner with a soft blanket.

 

The Good Stuff:

If you had to pick one item to bring to the bedroom with you what would it be?

My first thought was a strong man, but a man isn’t technically an item, so let’s go with stimulating cream.

What feature on the opposite sex attracts you the most?

I like a nice ass.

Lovemaking, Wham Bam, Kinky Fuckery?

Yes, all of them for hours.

Tall Dark and Handsome or Playful Funny and Sexy?

Can I have the dark, playful funny and sexy. Doesn’t have to be tall or handsome. Although if they’re tall there’s more to play with. Oh, where were we?

What actor/actress would you be willing to run away from your life for?

None. But if I was young and single it would be the werewolf on Trueblood. Joe Manganiello. (Sighs)

If you had a warning label, what would it say?

Warning klutz in the vicinity

 

Story Excerpt

Slipping inside the front door of the community center and immediately stepping sideways behind a fake interior tree, Jack surveyed the lobby. He didn’t see the shooter but could hear shouting coming from down the hall where he knew the pool area was. Silently he made his way to a woman lying on the floor, bleeding from her abdomen area. Tony, was crouched down next to her. Jack recognized the woman as the manager of the community center, Mrs. Grayson.

Jack had just pulled a plastic pack from his pocket that contained special wound sealing sterile dressings when the woman grabbed his wrist and pleaded. “Please, you have to get the babies out.”

“Where are the babies?” he demanded.

Mrs. Grayson pointed to a small hallway to the right. “The three-year-olds’ room.”

Tony grabbed the pack of dressings and said, “I’ll take care of her and get her out of here. You see about the children.” Jack then remembered Tony’s last name was Grayson and realized the handsome Italian must be related to this woman somehow.

Straightening, Jack quietly made his way around the corner to the door where there was a paper sign hanging above it with hand drawn colorful letters that said, “Three Year Olds Welcome.”

Slipping into the room, he saw that it was empty. But there was a closed door at the far side of the room. Quietly he shut the door to the hall and made his way to the other door, staying along the parameter of the room, not wanting to give the shooter any open targets.

Reaching the door, he found it locked. Taking out a special device that Tony had created, he had the door unlocked in seconds. Turning the knob, he pushed the door open only to have it crash against some metal shelving.

A chorus of high-pitched shrieks echoed through the room. Then he heard a shushing sound, followed by a low murmur of the sweetest voice Jack had ever heard.

“Hello. My name is Jack Woods. I’m here to get you out,” Jack softly called out.

“But Mrs. Grayson hasn’t found us yet,” Jack heard one of the children object inside the room.

Jack then again heard the low murmur of the voice that had caught his attention. Jack was stunned when he felt a sudden overwhelming need, deep the depths of his body, triggered just by the sound of that voice. Jack found that need was demanding to hear more.

There was a moment of quiet and then he heard metal scraping across the hard surface of the floor as the shelving was pushed away from the door. A voice that marched goose bumps up and down his arms said, “You can open the door all the way now.” Jack’s breath caught in anticipation at what he would find behind that door. Brian had managed to keep the kids thinking they were still playing a game. He had, again, somehow pushed those shelves aside to let their would-be rescuer in. At least he hoped it was rescuing that was happening and not killing. He knew after moving the metal shelving twice he wouldn’t be much of a threat. He had never been a strong person and now his arms felt like spaghetti. But these kids were his responsibility.

So, he stood there ready to protect his children from a potential threat with a broom. Brian prayed he had made the right decision letting the guy in. Then the door opened further and what he saw made him freeze. A mountain of a man walked in. He had to be at least six foot five and he was all dressed in black. His shoulders looked to be as wide as a yard stick. He was wearing some kind of vest and a helmet on his head, but Brian could still see blond hair sticking out from beneath it. His face was suntanned and Brian fell into the most piercing grass-green eyes he had ever seen. Brian wasn’t quite sure if he should go plaster himself up against the guy or run the other way.

Jack opened the door and stopped in mid-step. Before him stood the most beautiful man he had ever seen. He was very small, maybe about five foot three or so. He wasn’t just thin, he was almost fragile looking. He had tiny hands that were fisted around a broom handle in front of him, ready to fight. His face was delicate, with a cute little nose tipped up at the end and pouty lips. But what drew Jack in were his eyes. They were large and blue. Not light blue or dark blue, but a blue, blue with long, thick, dark lashes surrounding them. For just a moment Jack stood there, memorized by those gorgeous eyes. He watched as they filled with an answering spark of attraction.

Jack knew the man was scared, yet the tiny teacher was determined to protect the children in his care. Jack noted that this was not an easy task as another little head popped out and then disappeared, from their hiding place behind a large box. And just like that Jack decided after the rescue was over he was keeping him.

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