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Sometimes Love Starts With A Contract

Some romances start with love at first sight, others start with a blind-date. This one started with a contract. The Love Contract is finally live.

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Now that Alvina ‘Vina’ Song has hit the dreaded 30s, her family are desperate to get her married. She, however, is in no hurry to walk down the aisle. It’ll take a crazy scheme to get her family off her back and Vina has the perfect one in mind; Orion Lee. 

Too busy with his new business, Orion doesn’t have time for a girlfriend or a wife. But his crazy mother has a bee in her bonnet – something about shamans, zodiac signs and death. Vina’s convenient proposal seems like the perfect solution to his dilemma. Now, if only his new ‘girlfriend’ would stop making him weak with her soulful eyes and sexy smiles. The more he gets to know Vina the more tempted he is to push the boundaries of their agreement to accommodate his growing desire.

It’s starting to look like their pretend romance might just turn out to be the real thing.

To get your copy today, just click on the link to your favorite store/site

Amazon.com: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06Y5S1XY1

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B06Y5S1XY1

Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B06Y5S1XY1

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34879331-the-love-contract

 

PS: The Love Contract is also available for borrowing through Kindle Unlimited.

Enjoy and let me know what you think by leaving a review after you’re done.

It’s Wicked. It’s Sexy. And It’s Here

Finally! 🙂 🙂 🙂

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In case you didn’t get the news yet, Wicked Surrender is here.In this third and final book in the Hollis Brothers’ Series, Mr. Ezekiel Landa-Hollis a.k.a. Zeke gets his happily ever after. And it’s about time. He’s the oldest after all.

The h is called London Pistol. Yup! London Pistol. So you already know you’re up for a wild ride.

 

He’s the last one standing.

She wants to take him down.

As heir apparent to the Landa-Hollis Empire, Zeke understands all too well how important appearances are, and that his family’s whole legacy rests on his shoulders. One wrong move and everything they’ve built could come crushing down. To him, family and loyalty come first……

Until London Pistol gate crushes her way into his life.

Suddenly he’s plagued by lust and dreams of what could be if he just let loose. But letting loose has consequences…

 

Get it. Get it. Get it.

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No Coffee + Gym! Am I Suicidal?

On my last post I talked about my intention to quit coffee, which I did. The first few days were okay. Trembling, headaches, moaning, gnashing of teeth, threatening to escape the asylum…. you know, normal stuff. But I survived. I’ve replaced it with a tea made of one teaspoon honey, extract of one lemon and green/cinnamon tea. And it was working great. Until I decided to join our local gym on Monday.

038Now you’ve got to understand, our neighborhood gym is not some namby pamby namaste place. They work you like you’re donkey with no owner. The first day I practically had to crawl back home and was so tired I slept for nine straight hours without stirring. Which should be good because I used to sleep 4-5 hours. The problem is I write best in the wee hours of the morning i.e. 3 a.m, 4 a.m. ish. But now that I’m so tired every evening, I can’t wake up to the alarm and when I do, my tea concoction is not strong enough to keep me awake.

Sigh*

I’m hoping that this is just a temporary side-effect and that once my body gets used to the torture my body clock will return to its insomniac ways. If not, well I’ll have to come up with a new writing method because by God I’m not giving up my tea or my gym.

Side Note: You need to see my skin. I’ve never seen it glowing so much.

I’m Giving Up Coffee

Anyone who follows me knows I love my daily cuppa. For Pete’s sake in my profile I have my definition of writer as ‘a peculiar organism capable of transforming caffeine into books’. It is that bad!

Anyway, I’m always looking for new ways to get healthier. So far I’ve managed to make exercise a regular part of my life, regulated my sleep into seven hours daily and I’m constantly working towards making my eating habits better. One way to do this is to get rid of the sugar and the coffee.goodbye-coffee-cup

Coffee may be awesome for keeping me awake during my writing sessions but I’ve noticed that my teeth aren’t as bright as they used to be, I crash the moment I stop chugging it and I don’t feel like my skin is as clear as it should be. I haven’t even started on how taking coffee gives me these weird heart palpitation and I feel all jittery. No wonder the medics say it increases blood pressure and risk of heart attack.

To make matters worse I take about three cups of coffee every day when I’m writing. Each cup has one tablespoon of sugar. I know. I know. Lady, put down the sugar!!! But I just cannot take coffee black.

So I figure I might as well just chuck it from my diet. However, I won’t be going cold-turkey. I’m substituting it for green tea. Over the last couple of nights I’ve been trying different blends of tea to see which one I like. There’s this ginger and cinnamon blend that isn’t too bad. Add a teaspoon of honey and the juice of 1/2 a lemon and I think it could be a good replacement for coffee. Sure I’m still taking sugar but at least it’s the natural kind and I’m using less of if. Plus I’m adding citrus, lemon, ginger and cinnamon into my system so it can’t be that bad, can it?

I’ll let you know how it goes.

Is It Infatuation? Is It Love?

CLUES-TO-FIND-YOUR-LOVE-IS-TRUE-OR-INFATUATIONIt happened instantly – infatuation
It developed over time – love

I can’t even stand to be near him because I get all giddy and dumb-founded – infatuation
I’m most comfortable around him and could spend the whole day just talking to him – love

The longer I stay with him, the weaker my feelings for him – infatuation
The longer I stay with him, the stronger my feelings for him – love

When we have a disagreement I’m scared of hashing it out because it might lead to a break up – infatuation
When we have a disagreement I’m willing to talk it out because I know our relationship will survive – love

I seem to be the one who does everything in the relationship (call him, organize for dates) and go out of my way to please him – infatuation
We have a give and take relationship and when I feel he’s not doing his part I can talk to him without fear of our relationship disintegrating – love

We have more sex than we talk – infatuation
Our relationship is much more than a physical relationship. We could spend a whole night just talking about our hopes and dreams and still feel fulfilled – love

What’s your criteria for love?

Forever Kind Of Love

I’m currently writing ‘Don’t Say No’ a story about two people reliving a past love and I say write it I can’t help but wonder, does forever love really exist?

Broken HeartA lot of us have experienced a deep kind of love where you were willing to give your all for that one person. Where you thought they were going to be forever and would never hurt you. Then something happened. You found out a secret, someone cheated, a mother-in-law was horrible, In ‘Don’t Say No’ it’s a case of being walked out on right when you need that person most. Things happened and you broke up. But despite the stars being swiped away from your heart, you can’t let go. You don’t trust that person but you love them.

Therein lies the problem.

Can you love one person for the rest of your life despite all the crap they put you through? Or does the love go away when they’re no longer the shiny jewel you thought they were? I don’t think is does, because I’ve seen a lot of people going back to past loves, even when they don’t trust them, just because that deep connection is still there. We hope that person will change.

Sometimes they do, sometime they don’t.

Even when the situation doesn’t get better some part of you still remains vulnerable to them, hoping for that change. Is it because we’re stupid people who are too optimistic or are we a slave to that mythical forever kind of love. Like a drug it addicts and enslaves until even if you know that someone is bad for you, you keep going back for more.

Too bad no one’s come up with a Love Rehab Center

So what do you do when you’re enslaved by a bad kind of forever love? Stay with it and risk even more hurt? Replace it? From my experience it is hard to find someone else who gives you that same ‘high’ who makes you feel as deeply as that one person did. Does it mean that because the love isn’t so powerful this time, you’ve settled? Or do you just keeping searching with the risk that you’ll never find it and be too old for any kind of love when you realize it.