Is proud to announce the release of her newest novel
Love is waiting around the next curve…but trouble is never far behind.
Desperate to shake memories that stalk him like feral beasts, Richard Winters points his motorcycle toward the highway and twists the throttle—destination anywhere but New York. By the time he puts his kickstand down, he’s in Summitville, North Carolina, where, with a few annoying exceptions, one being an outlaw MC, he’s left alone.
Except there’s one woman who catches his notice and resurrects the protective instinct that cost him everything once before. A woman with stunning green eyes that haunt his dreams, and facing prejudice that makes him want to rise to her defense. But that would mean doing the last thing he wants to do—lower his guard.
Noémie Bellerose has heard times are changing, but in 1968 North Carolina, she and her younger brother are second-class citizens. The new bartender in town is temptation on two wheels, but in what world could the two of them connect? Not this one.
Despite their best intentions to avoid trouble, trouble finds them both—and so does an attraction that won’t be denied. But can love bloom where it is planted, or will they be forced to resort to desperate measures…before hate cuts them down?
About the Author:
Amazon Bestselling author, Victoria Saccenti picked up pencil and paper the moment her childhood book heroes started conversing with her. Sounds a little crazy, but there’s no rhyme or reason for inspiration. Back then, she wrote one-act plays and short fairy tales for simple amusement. Today–many…many moons later–her playful stories have grown into family sagas and retro and contemporary romances with an edge. An avid people watcher, she explores in her novels the twists and turns of human interaction, the many facets of love, and all possible happy endings.
Victoria lived overseas and traveled the world for thirty years, and she brings that experience and sense of adventure to her stories. She enjoys taking her reader on a private journey from America to Europe to Southeast Asia and back around.
Central Florida is home. She splits her busy schedule between family and her active muse at Essence Publishing. But if she could convince her husband to sell their home, she would pack up her computer and move to Scotland, a land she adores.
-What made you want to be a writer?
My writing journey began decades ago. I plunged into the adventure-filled pages of Emilio Salgari’s Tigers of Malaysia and my imagination awakened. I started writing juvenile fantasies, kept a diary, progressed to short stories, then finally took on the big project, full-length novels.
-How important is it to read books when you want to be an author?
Read, read, and read some more. That is the main advice given by every major author. As other works expand the knowledge and style base. We’re exposed to new and different worlds when we read.
-Which character do you identify with most in your novel?
This may sound crazy, but I don’t identify with one specific character. I love and identify with all of them. When they speak to me, I listen.
-Is there a message you’d like to send through your book?
I don’t like to tell anyone how or what to think. I only present events, choices, and possibilities. The characters come up to the proverbial crossroad and learn from their mistakes. In the exchange I can only hope the readers take something of value.
-Tell us how the atmosphere needs to be for you to be able to write. Example, music on or quiet etc.
I hide out in my silent cave. LOL I can’t write with music. If I do, my mind wanders away, gets lost in the notes and I lose the connection to the character(s).
-What is one goody you must have at your desk when you’re writing?
My cave is an organized chaos. I have all sorts of necessary goodies. Affectionate notes from my dear hubby, photographs of dear friends, my special notebook, things like that.
-What is the worst thing you’ve had to overcome before publishing your novel? IF it’s too personal just make a generalized statement if you can.
The biggest challenge was to gather the courage to put your work “out there” exposing your soul to the public.
-When you need some extra encouragement who do you turn to?
I have a wonderful set of friends.
-How do you market your book?
Social media platforms are a great way to spread the word. I also advertise via Internet publications. Plus, I have a terrific VA.
-Have readers ever contacted you? If so, tell us the best thing they’ve said to you.
Yes, readers regularly contact me. Their compliments are extremely rewarding.
-Who do you trust to read your finished books before publication?
I send the manuscript to two fantastic Beta readers. My editor is also a wonderful barometer/critic.
-Tell us all about your very first book signing. Take us there with your description of people, place, food, décor etc.
My very first book signing took place in San Antonio, Texas, at the lovely Menger Hotel. I was a nervous wreck and didn’t know what to expect, or how many books to bring. Authors decorated the packed room with colorful pullout and table banners. Logo’s, quotes, and character images where everywhere. My table partner was sweet and funny. She was probably as nervous as I was, since that was her first event as well. The happy cacophony of laughter and conversation and the scent of fresh popcorn are indelibly etched in the memory bank. Who knew that would be offered at the door? I also remember the aroma of chocolate. I had swag Hershey’s bites spread out on my table. I have a feeling the bites had a lot to do with the readers stopping by. They might have sold a book or two. Hershey’s bites rule!
-What do you enjoy when you’re not writing?
Reading is my favorite pastime.
-Tell us your favorite novel?
I’ll take a different tack. My favorite writer is Dorothy Dunnett. I love her series The Lymond Chronicles and House of Niccolò. The best historical fiction books ever written, in my humble opinion.
-What kind of advice can you give to other aspiring authors?
Hire a good editor. Editors are worth their weight in gold.
-Where can we find your author page of your work to follow you and purchase your awesome book?
Please stop by. You can find me at:
Mount Vernon, New York. April 1968
Dickey entered his apartment, and before he could flip the light switch, the memories—feral beasts lying in wait—pounced from every direction.
Damn it. Stop. Stop. He stabbed his fingers into his face, but the self-inflicted pain had no effect on the barrage of angry whispers circling him. Taunting him, they grew louder…intensified to a roar of screams and jeers.
He’d done everything to break the pattern, had changed his routine, rearranged the sequence and time of his actions and nothing worked. As soon as he was alone, the scene and participants came to life, clawing at him whether he played music, listened to the radio, or watched TV. No distraction, no entertainment on earth could end the torment or silence the voices. No. They pulled him, yanked him back to the moment…the god-awful moment.
It was late, close to midnight, and still he reached for the phone—a pathetic jerk, a slave of the past. He loathed the lack of control, the outright weakness the call would reveal.
“Hey, Skip. Sorry to wake you.”
“Got a moment, pal?”
“Shoot. I’m awake now.”
“You once offered to buy my share of the business. Are you still interested in going solo?”
“It was a passing interest. But…why bring it up now?”
“Because I’m getting out of Dodge. I refuse to spend another hour in this state. I’m done. Finito.”
“Hold on, man. Vivian again? It’s been years.”
“I can’t shake it. I see her…them… No more.”
“What about that sweet young thing? She likes you.”
“And she was getting too clingy. I don’t do girlfriends. Mind’s made up.”
“Nah, I’m packing. I’ll head west or maybe south. Not sure. When I stop, wherever I stop, I’ll call. Hopefully, a drastic change will do the trick. And Skip, when you see that girl, please tell her I wish her the best.”
He dropped the phone on the cradle and swept through his place, tossing a few rolled items into the smallest duffel he owned. He didn’t need much. He’d tear into the road, travel light and long with a single purpose in mind: leave good old Dickey behind and forgotten. Hello world, meet Richard Winters.
In a few strides, he closed the door to his last home in New York, mounted his bike, and, with a deep rumble, sped into the night.
Ill or fair, he’d meet the wind head-on.
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