A new year means new resolutions. Today, I’m sharing a few of my resolutions and I’m allowing the characters from my holiday paranormal romance, A Witch For Christmas, to share their resolutions with you. (The two of them don’t get along. You’ve been warned.) Feel free to leave a comment letting me know what your 2018 resolutions/goals are.
Every year, I make the same resolution: Lose weight. Do I ever follow through? Nope. Never. Ever. Not even once. I start off great. Then I add in so many cheat days that I should be on the show Cheaters.
This year, I’m switching things up. My goal is to be healthier. No more dieting. No more counting calories. No more feeling guilty when I eat a hamburger. I just want to be healthier.
What does that mean for me? It means less sugary treats. (Hi, my name is Siren and I’m addicted to chocolate.) I plan to cook more. (I hate cooking.) By cooking more, I control what goes into my body, instead of letting fast food joints have that honor. (Sorry, Ronald McDonald, but I’m breaking up with you.)
I love veggies. This year, my goal is to eat more of them. Same thing with fruits. I still plan to eat chocolate. Just not every day. (No more morning toast with Nutella.) I also plan to workout. I love to dance. So, I’ll be doing some dance workout videos. (I’m too old to twerk, but I can pop, lock and drop it.)
Oh, besides living a healthier life, I also plan to vacay more. Sounds fun and easy. It’s not. Especially if you’re a workaholic like me. But, life is short. I need to spend more time with my family and enjoy life. Last resolution, talk to God more. It’s so easy to pray when things are going bad. But, when things are going good, you sometimes forget whose responsible.
There you have it, those are my resolutions for 2018. Next up, Tiana and Vic from A Witch For Christmas.
Tiana: My resolution is simple. I want to pass my final Guardian test. To pass the test, I have to protect Victor Wynfell for an entire week.
Vic: Good luck with that.
Tiana: He isn’t going to make it easy for me.
Vic: Damn straight.
Tiana: For some reason, he hates me.
Vic: I don’t hate you.
Tiana: Really? Your forbid me from ever stepping foot on your territory.
Vic: Yet, here you are.
Tiana: I’m a rebel like that. Plus, I have to be here. I have to guard you in order to pass my test.
Vic: I’m pretty sure you’re going to fail. In fact, I plan to get into more fights this week. I also plan to break more pack laws, just to make sure you fail.
Tiana: Are you serious? Don’t be a jerk, Vic. What do I have to do to make you behave for just one week?
Vic: There’s one thing you can do. It requires blindfolds and handcuffs.
Tiana: Vic, that’s blackmail.
Vic: No, that’s negotiating. You want something from me and I want something from you.
Tiana: Forget this, I’m out. You can continue the interview by yourself. Ugh, you get on my damn nerves. Idiot! I’m telling Siren.
Vic: Now that she’s gone, I can tell you my resolution. I plan to make Tiana Cooper mine. I just have to find a way to make her stop hating me. It would probably help if I stopped being a jerk. That’s my other resolution, to stop being a jerk. I wasn’t lying about the handcuffs and blindfolds though. The animal inside of me needs to be in control, it needs to dominate. And we can’t wait to dominate Tiana Cooper in the bedroom. Wish me luck!
She’s a witch on a mission.
Tiana Cooper has made it through her Guardian trials and now it’s time for her to receive her Guardian tattoo. First, she has to complete one final test to prove she can handle protecting any charge who’s placed into her care. Unfortunately, the council sticks her with Victor Wynfell, a shifter who hates witches. The only thing he hates more than witches is her.
All she has to do is keep the brooding shifter safe and out of trouble for seven days and she’ll pass her test. But luck isn’t on her side. Victor finds out she’s been appointed as his Guardian and is now hell bent on making her fail. Keeping a dangerously sexy shifter safe isn’t as easy as she thought it would be. Perhaps it’s going to take more than magic to get the job done.
He’s a shifter carrying a grudge.
Victor Wynfell has been in love with Tiana since they were teens. But, she chose another shifter over him, leaving him with a broken heart and wounded pride. Now that the tables are turned and she needs him, he’s determined to show her how being rejected feels. He’ll do whatever it takes to make her fail.
Even if that means getting into more fights than usual and disobeying pack rules.
With his pack currently under attack from unknown outside sources, it’s easy for him to find trouble to get into. But, watching Tiana fail isn’t making him as happy as he thought it would. Realizing his carelessness is placing her in danger, he changes tactics. He’ll help her, but he wants something in return.
If she wants to pass her test, she’s going to have to play by his rules.
And his rules involve handcuffs, blindfolds and maybe a happy ever after neither of them saw coming.
“I need to heal you.” Tiana slowly made her way over to him.
“Heal me? I think I’m in better shape than you are. You’re moving like you’re hurt.”
“There’s always a price to pay when you seek help from Mother Nature.”
She stepped over bodies in her attempt to get to him. He did the same as he made his way over to her. They met somewhere in the middle, both wincing from the pain caused by moving the small distance that separated them.
“Your eyes,” she whispered.
“You’re trembling,” he told her.
“It’s going to take my body a while to get back up to its normal temperature.”
Vic stared around the bar. “You knocked them all out?”
Tiana pushed her hair, that had come loose, out of her face as she surveyed their surroundings. “I did.”
“At what price?”
Her eyes met his. Staring up at him made her dizzy. She swayed. Her hands gripped his shirt to keep from falling. But there was no chance of her hitting the ground. His arms had instantly wrapped around her.
Pressed against him was that last place she wanted to be. Yet, she was unable to move. She didn’t want to move. And it seemed he didn’t want her to move. Proof of that was currently pressed against her.
Hello erection. Nice to meet you, my name is Tiana. How you doing? Standing completely still, she unashamedly enjoyed the feel of his cock pressed against her. He didn’t acknowledge it, so neither did she.
But they both knew it was there. There was no way something that big could go unnoticed. Yeah, she was hurt, but she’d have to be dead to not notice that. Tiana cleared her throat… a nervous habit.
“Thanks, I almost fell.”
“I wouldn’t have let that happen.”
Was his voice deeper than before or was she imagining it?
“I guess I won’t be teleporting us back to the jag territory.”
“I don’t mind walking. And I don’t mind carrying you.”
Whoa. She knew she should step away. But he felt so warm. And though this bar smelled like piss and shit, he smelled good. Whatever cologne he wore, she needed to get a bottle of it to take home with her and spray on her pillows.
Okay, now she was thinking like a stalker. Tiana tried to step back. Not only did Vic not release her, but he tightened his arms around her. And she could’ve sworn she heard a low growl rumble through his chest.
“We should get out of here before they wake up,” she whispered.
That was all he said. He made no move to leave. There was that low growl again. Or was that his animal purring? How cute. Scratch that. How sexy. She’d never heard a jaguar purr. Purring aside, they really needed to leave.
Out the corner of her eye, she saw a shifter flinch. They wouldn’t remain stunned forever. She attempted to pull away again, but one couldn’t pull away from a shifter who wasn’t ready to let you go. She’d dwell on how that made her feel later.
“Seriously, Vic, they are starting…”
“Why did you help me, Tiana?”
Whoa, he called her by her name instead of witch. “Huh?”
“You used a spell you knew would make you weak. Why would you do that for me? You don’t even like me, right?”
“Right.” His grip eased up a little. “But you’re my charge,” she hurried and said. His grip eased up a little more. “Plus, you’re Colin’s cousin.” He released her.
“You’re right, we should go.” That longing look she’d seen in his eyes moments ago was gone. Now, he looked like the pissed off jag she knew and hated. Or, did she hate him?
“Look, Vic, I don’t know what you wanted me to say,” she yelled to his retreating form.
“I want you to say you’re strong enough to walk back to Wynfell. Let’s go witch.”
So, they were back to that.
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