Today, I have fellow author Satin Russell as a guest
to chat about herself and her books. I first met Satin several months ago while
we were both attending a holiday shopping event at Lowell Technical high school
selling our books. Of course, I bought her book, Secret Hunger, which is a
great read and it’s why I invited her along to talk shop. I love to hear another
author’s story.
Intro:
Satin Russell is an indie author living in Massachusetts. Growing
up, she was an avid reader who wanted to be either an English teacher,
librarian, or author. However, life took her in a different direction and she
became a financial advisor. Then, on the eve of her 36th birthday,
she decided to follow her dreams. Now, she’s published the first two books in
her romantic suspense trilogy called The Harper Sisters.
Secret Hunger Synopsis:
Secret Hunger is the first book in the Harper Sisters
Trilogy. It follows the story of Olivia Harper, who is the oldest of the three
sisters. Have you ever been at a crossroads in your life where you knew the
decision you made would affect everything? That’s the kind of decision Olivia
is facing at the beginning of Secret Hunger.
Secret Hunger Blurb:
**She’s chasing dreams.**
Olivia, a café owner and cook, never regretted forsaking her
dreams to finish raising her sisters after the death of their parents. Now
grown, they've moved out of the house, leaving Olivia free to pick up where she
left off — if she can find the courage to start over.
**He's hunting nightmares.**
Mason is a Boston police detective, recuperating from a
tragic incident that left his partner dead. All he wants is to heal and get back
to the job of hunting the killer down. The last thing on his mind is romance.
**Finding love wasn't in either of their plans. **
But as things heat up between Olivia and Mason, events
happen that make her realize she's drawn a far more sinister kind of attention.
Suddenly, she finds herself fighting not only for her dreams, but her very
life!
This is a romantic suspense novel with a HEA and NO
cliffhanger!
Readers 18+
This is the first book in the Harper Sisters Trilogy, but
each book can be read as a stand-alone.
Social Media Links:
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SatinRussell
Secret Hunger Excerpt:
Olivia hunched over her steering wheel while the headlights
cut a swath through the hypnotic swirl of flakes. The squeak-swish of the
wipers kept pace with her heart as they struggled to keep up with the storm.
Luckily, the snow plows had been hard at work and the accumulation on the roads
wasn’t too bad.
At the end of Centre Street, she took a left and made her
way up the hill and out of town. The roads were icier here, the reason she
always hated driving this hill in the winter. Olivia knew she’d have to
accelerate to have any hope of making it up the slope, and mentally crossed her
fingers.
The good news was she was used to Maine’s storms, having
lived in the area all her life. The bad news was she was driving her 4-door
sedan with no four-wheel drive and very little tread on her tires. She’d been
saving up money to replace them, but hadn’t gotten around to it yet.
Just before she reached the crest of the hill, another
vehicle came flying over the rise, sliding around the curve. Olivia had just
enough time to take her foot off the gas and turn the wheel, barely missing
being side-swiped by the reckless driver. Her car began to lose its forward
momentum up the slope.
“No, no, no…come on!” She muttered as her car started to
slide down the slope backwards. She pressed on her brakes and could feel the
tires spinning without purchase as the backside of her car slid, angling
towards the ditch on the side of the road.
“Ugh!” she pounded her hands against the steering wheel.
“This is NOT what I needed right now.”
She climbed out and looked at her car lying canted sideways
in the ditch. At least she wasn’t blocking the road, she thought ruefully.
Olivia climbed back into the driver’s seat and pulled her cell phone out of her
pocket.
“No bars. Of course. This afternoon just gets better and
better,” she grumbled. It was already nearly full dark due to the storm, and
the last thing she wanted to do was to wait until someone came along to help
her out. Most sane people would already be cozied up in their homes by now. Who
knew when the next person would be by?
With that thought in mind, Olivia secured her hat on her
head, fastened her coat, and gathered her grocery bag from the passenger seat.
It wasn’t too long a walk back to the house. Besides, she was already halfway
up the hill. She’d just have to get Liz to pull her car out and tow it back to
the shop tomorrow after the storm. Reluctantly, she locked the car, and with a
final backwards glance, started the trek up the hill to her house.
About twenty yards from her car, she wondered if she’d made
the right decision. The whole world felt cold and desolate. The sky was already
gray, and growing darker by the minute. Soon she’d feel like the last person
left in a frozen, lonely world.
Maybe she should have just stayed in her car. At least she’d
be able to have the heater on. She briefly debated pulling her phone out and
checking for service, but taking her gloves off to use the phone seemed
unbearable in the wind.
Just then, a Ford pickup truck pulled up alongside her and
the passenger window rolled down. “Hey! I’m guessing that was your car back
there. Need a lift?”
Sighing with relief, she smiled and turned towards the
truck, surprised to find herself facing the man she’d noticed earlier at the
diner. Oh wow, was her first thought.
He was even better looking up close.
He leaned across the cab and popped the door open. “Here,
get in. It’s way too cold, let alone dangerous, for you to be walking alongside
the road like that.”
Gratefully, she lifted her grocery bag onto the seat and
crawled up into the cab. She briefly fought the wind to close the truck door,
and then just sat back with her eyes closed and breathed for a moment. The man
let her take a second to get her bearings, but she could feel him watching her
and discreetly looked back over at him.He was dressed in a Carhartt coat that did amazing things for his shoulders. Black, tousled hair was in disarray, probably from the knit hat that was on the console beside him. His jaw had a couple of days’ worth of scruff, which just worked to make him seem even sexier. He had a high brow and straight nose, but really, it was his eyes that stole her breath away. They were clear and as blue as a distant summer’s day, and at the moment, looked more than a little concerned.
Well, thank you Satin for joining us today, and good luck with all your future writing projects! Before I close, I have to slip in a promo for my upcoming release, Forgotten Love, due out 12th March, about a second chance at love.
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