How Your Writing Ends Up Surprising You By Liv Olteano + Giveaway

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Hey guys! Today I’m here to share with you a strange fact of my recent life: I wrote sweet love stories, pretty light on the angsty side, with no real dead bodies involved! Don’t laugh. It’s pretty much a miracle. Most likely an once-in-a-lifetime sort of event. My sense of romance runs pretty dark usually, and there’s little I enjoy less than mixing extremes. But with the Dreamcatchers series, the stories just came out…sweet. I’m not even sure how that happened, but it’s all on the characters – none of my doing.

Here’s an example of what I mean:

” “This is like a date, right?” Ginger whispered as he leaned against the doorframe. His gaze roamed over the two sets of plates, the glasses, and lingered on the candles I’d added on impulse.

“Too much?” I asked, looking at him from the corner of my eye.

“Never too much, baby.”

He sashayed toward me. The slow, sensual kiss he gave me almost made my toes curl. Gods, how I’d missed this: true human contact, this sense of connection, the tenderness that made waves of goose bumps wash over my whole body. I tightened my arms around him and pulled his masterpiece of a body as close as humanly possible.

“Spoiler alert: I’m most likely going into the sappiest and cheesiest direction possible,” I whispered.

He chuckled and put our foreheads together. “I fell for you a long time ago. It was love at first sight. I touched myself thinking about you for months. I went to sleep fantasizing about touching you and dreamed of having your taste in my mouth. Everything coming from you is the definition of perfection for me. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

“I’m trying to, but my thoughts are a bit mushy because you’re so close,” I admitted with a hint of embarrassment. “You’re in love with me?”

“Definitely.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m so obsessed with you that any sane person would run like hell from me right about now. I’m hoping you’re just crazy enough to stick around, though.”

“I’d be crazy to let you go. I am a proven moron for staying away from you for this long, but I’m not that out of my mind that I’d let you slip away. I’ll never let you slip away from me now.”

He nibbled on my earlobe. “Are we talking some restraints at some point, maybe?”

“I’m going to end up with a permanent boner around you.”

“Perfect. I want to get under your skin so deeply that we’ll fuse together.”  ”

 

Not convinced yet? Try this:

“After shooting Chris a quick text and getting his confirmation that he was at the club, I went back to my room to change, and waited in the car while Ginger did whatever it was that he needed to do. I tapped the steering wheel while I waited for him.

“Finally,” I muttered when he got in.

“Sorry. It always takes me a while to get prepared.”

“Why in the world would it take a while to leave a house where you have only one set of clothes and—”

I looked at him with more attention.

“Is that my T-shirt?”

“Yep.”

“You ransacked my wardrobe? That’s what took you this long?”

He fluttered his long eyelashes in my direction and added a killer smile for good measure. “What’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine, right?”

“Of course. But it looks kind of big on you. I mean, if showing up in the same clothes bothers you, we can stop at a store somewhere and get you a new outfit or something.”

“You’re missing my point. See, this is the T-shirt you were wearing when I first saw you at the club.”

“You remember what I was wearing more than a year ago?”

He nodded with a solemn expression. “I have that moment emblazoned in my mind. So I wanted to wear it today, when we’re going there for the first time as a couple.”

“I’m flattered and touched. Also a bit creeped out, but I’m focusing on just how sweet it is that you’d remember a detail like that.”

“I also love smelling like you,” he said in a small voice as I pulled away from the curb.

“I positively love that initiative.” ”

 

Believe me now? It’s sweet. And I enjoyed every single moment of it. Is sweet(ish) romance your thing, or are you more into the dramatic, angsty sort of story instead?

 

Check out Star-Crossed Lover today!

 

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Blurb:

A love worth crossing the stars for.

Taka has been a dreamcatcher and part of Team 32 for over six decades, but nobody has tempted him like Ginger—a dancer at club Zee. Too bad dreamcatchers aren’t allowed to have meaningful relationships with regular people. His willpower proves a finite resource, though, when a mission at the club means spending much more time around Ginger.

Ginger’s infatuation with Taka is unwavering. When he proves to have some paranormal skills of his own, he earns himself a place on the team—if he wants it. His decision will change his life—not to mention Taka’s—irrevocably.

But living in the now could prove an issue for a man who has as much history as Taka. Can Ginger’s determination help him make his way into Taka’s heart?

 

Author Bio:

Liv Olteano is a voracious reader, music lover, and coffee addict extraordinaire. And occasional geek. Okay, more than occasional.

She believes stories are the best kind of magic there is. And life would be horrible without magic. Her hobbies include losing herself in the minds and souls of characters, giving up countless nights of sleep to get to know said characters, and trying to introduce them to the world. Sometimes they appreciate her efforts. The process would probably go quicker if they’d bring her a cup of coffee now and then when stopping by. Characters—what can you do, right?

Liv has a penchant for quirky stories and is a reverent lover of diversity. She can be found loitering around the Internet at odd hours and being generally awkward and goofy at all times.

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http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6952513.Liv_Olteano
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2 Comments

  1. I love grumpy characters. I think they are more lovable. However, I like both sweet and angst-filled stories.

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