Meet the author:Brandi Salazar

1. What's your next project?

Currently I am working on finishing up the second novel in my Addicted series, Crossfire. I hope to have it out by August 2013.

2. Name 5 favorite movies. Why?

Labyrinth- One: David Bowie. I had a mad crush on the Goblin King when I was little. Two: Dirty Dancing. I had a mad crush on Patrick Swayze when I was little. Sensing a theme here? LOL. Three: Stand by Me-I so enjoyed the wild ride those boys took me on, and the deal was sealed when I heard Ben E. King’s song “Stand by Me,” which is now one of my all-time favorite songs EVER. Four: Grease- I had a mad crush on John Travolta and wanted nothing more than to be Olivia Newton John. The singing wasn’t half bad either  Five: Somewhere in Time. I’ve always been in love with love and period movies portray it so well I practically swoon right out of my chair. Every time I watch that movie, I shed a tear or two.

3.What's your favorite love story? (movie or book)

I am such an 80s girl so bear with me here. I am going to go with Sixteen Candles (although this might change a dozen times depending on my current mood). I mean, come one. Jake Ryan? What girl didn’t want that guy? Heck, what girl didn’t identify with Samantha Baker? I was, like, one when this movie was made and by the time I was old enough to understand the concept of love and attraction, I was absolutely smitten with this couple.

4. What’s your favorite line from any movie?

Oh! This is easy. “My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my Father. Prepare to die.” LOL! (Annnnd my favorite love story just changed.)

5. If we Googled your name what would we see?

Probably something that could get me in trouble with the Feds. Kidding. Kidding. You’d see pages and pages of my books, my name, any and all blog posts by me or other bloggers….and maybe a couple of glamorous shots of this gorgeous mug.

6.  You were just given a yacht. What would you name it?

Costa Fortune

7.  If you could have been told one thing that you weren't told when you were a teenager, what would you like to have heard?

Being a teenager doesn’t last forever.

8. You've just been hired to a promotions position at Kellog Co. What would you put in a new breakfast cereal box as a gimmick?

What wouldn’t I put in it! I’d likely try to stuff a life size blow up of Tony the Tiger in every box.

9. Just like "Everybody Wang Chung tonight!", what action would your name be if it were a verb?

Everybody Brandi Salazar tonight? No clue, but I’ll go with something totally lame and say caring about other too much.

10. If you were attending a Halloween party, what would your costume be and why?

A gothic fairy princess because it represents all the dark and pretty things I like to be.

11. Are you a morning or night person?

Morning for sure. I hate feeling like I’m sleeping the day away, but I love when it’s time to go to sleep.

12.If I wasn't afraid I would _________ (What?)

Go skydiving.

13.Someday, I want to _________ (What?)

Travel to Scotland and see my ancestors’ homeland.

14.You have multiple personalities, describe some of them.

She’s fair skinned with jet black hair and pale blue eyes that see into your soul. She doesn’t speak much, but when she does it’s never good, even when she’s saying it with a smile on her face.

15.What is the best thing you have done in your life?

I know it’s cliché, but having my kids. Life just isn’t complete until you know the love of a child.

16.What are your favorite hobbies?

When I’m not writing, I love reading and now, drawing and painting.

17. Do you believe in love at first sight?

I believe in lust at first sight, which has a potential to turn into love pretty quickly.

18. Does Prince Charming exist?

Maybe on another planet. I think there are a lot of guy that probably come close, but no one can ever be as charming as Prince Charming one-hundred percent of the time.

19.List five adjectives to describe yourself.

Angelic, cheerful, silent, dark, prompt

20. What are your pet peeves or interesting things about you that you dislike?

My biggest pet peeve is lying. Ain’t nobody got time for that! LOL

21.Name one of your favorite things about someone in your family.

My nephew is awesome at story-telling and making you believe they are true, no matter how outlandish. I always find myself shaking my head that I bought into it AGAIN.

22.Tell us about a unique or quirky habit of yours.

When I eat a candy bar (any kind), I always eat the chocolate off first and the center last.

23.If you had to describe yourself using three words, it would be…

Antisocial Perfectionist Procrastinator

24.If someone made a movie of your life would it be a drama, a comedy, a romantic-comedy, action film, or science fiction?

If it included the rest of my family, a drama. If it was just little ole me, an action film!

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Singing Saturday

Pretty self explanatory.

Music I enjoy, singing Saturday.

Finally friday

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It's friday, so I thought for Finally Friday's blog I would share fifteen facts about myself

1.I have a sick obsession with blu rays. I love them, I have to buy them and the funniest part, most times when I do I don't even watch them. I get pleasure out of just looking at them on my shelf....I even have them in alphabetical order.

2. I have four wonderful children. My most recent baby is 4 1/2 months old. Two girls and two boys. And I must say they are incredible.

3. I love boybands. Not the new ones. I am talking the old school NKOTB and Backstreet boys. There is just something about hearing a good song from the 90's that makes my insides tingle and puts me in this mood to dance like nobody is watching.

4. My favorite food may be tuna casserole. I have yet to decide.

5. I have a horrible attention span. I get sidetracked so easily that I have to repeat what I am going to do or I will forget. Adding my fourth child to the mix intensified this even more.

6. I read my own books sometimes and get super weepy and act as if I am reading them for the first time. Sometimes I even look over at my husband and tell him how amazing the story is. (He of course laughs and shakes his head when he finds out its my book. But he never fails to agree and tell me I am the best. Love you, babe :)

7.Maybe deep down there is a little tiny part of me that wants to hear my name come out of Nicholas Spark's mouth. Be it for whatever reason. It could be because I cut in front of him at the grocery store, or how my book inspired him to quit writing. ( I kid, I kid) I love the man and respect everything he does. But seriously, I think if that happened...it would just be that moment where the earth stood still then exploded. A girl can dream.

8.Sometimes I think someone is behind me on the steps and is out to get me. Like an axe murderer. Or maybe one of those asian creepy ghost like in the grudge. I always feel like the one day that I am brave enough to be a badass and not run up the stairs will be the day she gets me. Kind of like that guy with the snacks, he tells his wife how big foot will get them and she doesn't believe him......

9. I hate hugging people goodbye. Its not my inner family (husband and kids) its just everyone else. Hugs are awkward. I'd rather not, it's not that I hate you or don't like you its just not my thing. If I insult you on the way out the door you know I love you. Hugs turn me into a bumbling stumbling weirdo. Maybe blame my mom, I'm not sure.

10. If I became a star, I just want to show up on the Today Show and Ellen. Then I'll be fine to sit at home and let the rest of the world talk about my books on their own. Me and people= Shy Ronnie. If you don't know who that is well......

11. I am impulsive and obsessive. When I get an idea I have to do it, and then two days and 55 pots of coffee later I regret trying to learn how to do a double handed backspring and settle on painting my toenails. Go big or go home, right?

12. I have recently started breastfeeding (go me!) and  I must say now I feel like I have a cure to everything in the world. I feel like I should go around and heal wounds and battle skin conditions on my days off from writing. Just not sure if the old lady down the street would appreciate me squirting her with my breast milk. *shrugs*

13. My mother is the best cook in the world. And I am not joking, she can make anything and it taste good. And I am not afraid to say it to anyone's face. I've yet to meet anyone who can blow my mom's wig off in the kitchen.

14. I have a sister, her name is Tressa. She is pretty amazing. One of the most independent woman I know. She never ever ever gives up, she is so strong and she always finds a way to do everything. The thing that gets on my nerves about her, she doesn't realize just how amazing she is most days!! She is single, but not ready or allowed to mingle (because I said so) so back off people!!

15. Last but not least. I have the best husband, hands down. He is the most amazingly supportive man. He tells it like it is. He isn't afraid to hurt anyone's feelings and he really knows how to support me and make me feel like the greatest girl in the world each and everyday. I don't know how I got so lucky, but if I could just maybe have that same luck on the lotto...wow it would be awesome.

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Sample Sunday: Ink 3

It's time for Sample Sunday! I missed a Sunday or two, I promise I will make up for it. Today I am going to share some of Ink 3 with everyone. Just remember this is raw and hasn't been edited yet. But enjoy what is to come! And remember the ebooks are available on Amazon, if you are interested in reading the series.

                                  

“Witches,” Nona said.  For the hundredth time since the bars of the jail opened and I was allowed to walk free.

“Witches?” Dad asked me. I climbed into the backseat of Claude’s car.

“Is there anything anyone else wants to say besides that word?” I asked.

Nona buckled her seatbelt. “I just don’t understand the accusations.” She was just as confused about the situation.

“I think if my daughter was stabbed last summer I would have known about it,” Dad shook his head.

I rubbed my temples in a slow circular motion. My head ached beyond anything I felt before in my life.

Everyone wanted answers. They also wanted the truth. But the truth was they wouldn’t believe anything I had to say about witches.

I stared out the window at all the picketers surrounding the jailhouse. Everyone was holding a sign that showcased the hatred for witches. Cherry was a full on battleground after Audrey tried to kill Tucker.

Once Tucker escaped and told everyone everything went from bad to worse. There was no escaping before they cuffed us and threw us in jail on ridiculous charges.

I looked at Nona, thankful she was rich and could get me out of jail. I didn’t know the first thing about surviving in such a place.

Claude was the only one being silent as we coasted down the main road back to my house. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do. I didn’t know what I would say.

“Do you think it’s a good idea to be taking her back to the beach house?” Claude asked. It was one of the first times I seen him say just about anything.

Dad sighed. “I think I can handle things. I will not let anyone lay a finger on my daughter.”

“Look what has happened so far, I don’t think you’ll have much of a choice,” Nona tossed in. She pulled down her visor and dropped her head back.

“Mom this is my daughter. I think I know what’s best for her,” Dad snapped.

I groaned. “You guys, calm down. We haven’t even made it home yet and you’re all freaking out. I’m an adult; I will choose what I want to do.” My fingers grazed my temples again.

But from the looks of my dad and grandmother I knew it was going to be hard to do.....

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Sunday Sample

I have decided to designate Sunday for excerpts from the books that I am working on. So if your curious about what I am writing here is a sneak peek. Enjoy and always feel free to let me know what you think here on the blog, twitter, Facebook or my new website.

The project I am currently working on is a story about a girl sent to rehab. She is going through a lot and has lost her best friend. Without giving away a bunch I will share that she is the cause of her best friends death. The book is an adult romance. And so far I am really liking where it is going. I hope everyone else does as well.

So here you go:

She stood in front of him her heart pounding in her chest. She didn't know why the thought of touching him was making her so tense, but it was.

“I can’t promise anything. And you can’t sue me,” she said, staring at his dark head of hair. The kind of hair that belonged to someone famous, the kind of hair you slipped your fingers through and tugged here and there.

She dropped her spray bottle.

“Somebody’s clumsy today,” Hart said a big grin on his face. His dark eyebrows rose in amusement, he kept his eyes on her as she tried to convince herself to touch him.

“I’m fine. Let’s get this over with.” She came a bit closer, he smelled amazing. And the way he was staring at her with those eyes, those brilliant eyes of blue, rimmed with dark lashes.

She ran her fingers through the front of his hair, brushing it back on his head. “What do you want?”

Hart was silent.

Elle tilted her head to the side. “Hello?”

“Sorry.” He blinked. “Do whatever you want to me. I’m sure you’ll make me look great.”

Elle bit her lip, spraying him with the spray bottle. She started to work, combing and cutting. Trying to remember everything that she had learned in hopes she didn't butcher him.

“Got any plans tonight?” Hart asked, he stayed still, letting her try her best. 

“I plan on going home and eating some of my mom’s famous spaghetti and meatballs and then probably going to bed,” she told him. She spun the chair.

“Sounds like a blast,” he said. “You’re never going to give in are you?”

“Probably not.” She looked over his hair, taking him by the chin to turn him the way she needed to get a better look. The scruff on his chin tickled her finger tips, his teeth grazed his bottom lip drawing her eyes to his mouth. He had an amazing set of lips.

“For once just be honest. Am I just not the kind of person you want to be associated with? Is it the rehab thing?” he asked.

Elle shook her head quickly. “No. Hart, it has nothing to do with that, it’s just me. I can’t hang out with you. It’s not a good idea.”

She was with Pauly and in a bad place in her life. She wasn't the girl to be anyone’s friend. She had a hard time being friends with the ones in her life already.

He wasn't saying anything. And now she felt even worse.

“Alright, I’ll be honest. I’m not doing okay. I've never been okay and all I want to do is make it through without another emotional breakdown. I can’t add anything to my life because I’m afraid it will crumble. And the idea of going back to that place I was in scares the shit out of me,” she said.

She dropped her scissors and comb on her station. “Anyways, I think you’re good to go.”

Hart took the mirror she was offering, but didn't look in it. “Looks great.”

“You didn't even look,” she said.

“I don’t care about my hair.”

She rolled her eyes undoing the collar of the cape. “Don’t do that, don’t worry about me. You did the same thing a long time ago.”

“Someone needs to worry about you. One time, just come hang out with me. And after that I’ll leave you alone,” he said. “If I make your life worse than it already is I’ll never bother you again.”

“Why are you so insistent on doing this?” She shook her head. “I’m a mess; you know this better than anyone.”

“So am I,” he insisted. “One time, come be a mess with me.”

“Fine,” she tossed the cape on her station. “One time. You’ll see how much of a mess I am and you’ll quickly go running for the hills.”

She hoped she didn't regret the choice she made. Because making choices was the hardest thing anymore.

Have a great Sunday!!

Saturday Surprise!

Saturday Sneak Peek


My eyes opened as soon as I heard him come through the door. He was home, but I quickly shut them and stayed warm nestled underneath Moms knitted Afghan. Dad set his keys down on the dining room table and settled into his favorite spot.
“Good your home,” Austin said from the recliner. He always woke up when Dad was getting home from a late shift. I swore any other time he slept like a rock.
Dad wasn’t one to discuss his career with me. I was a girl, I was extra sensitive to the ways of the world, as he put it. Austin was a grown man. He could handle hearing about all the gore.
“John Moore’s fixing that old barn finally, I hear he’s buying more horses,” Dad said.
“What happened out there?” Austin asked, if Dad was at the Moore’s it meant one of two things. John was dead or someone nearby was.
Dad was silent for a couple seconds. I opened my eyes just the slightest. Dad stroked the stubble on his chin. His sleek fingers came to a stop right before he began talking.
“It was the weirdest thing. We got out to the address, it was the house across the street from the Moore’s. The only thing I noticed was blood and a broken window.” Dad grabbed for the remote.
I squeezed my eyes shut staying still. No body. That was unheard of. I wondered what Dad thought about it.
“What about the neighbors,” Austin asked. “You guys are by the book. You had to have gone door to door to figure it out right?”
Dad cleared his throat. “Of course, but at any rate, it made my night shorter. Another dead body would have kept me up for days trying to find the suspect behind it.”
I scratched my nose, unable to keep still any longer.
“What are you doing listening?” Dad snapped. I sat up, snagging my pillow off the couch. I rolled my eyes heading for the stairs.
“I wouldn’t have to eavesdrop if you ever told me anything about what goes on around here,” I grumbled.
“Raven, some things are better left unknown. What good would it do for you to know how ugly this world is?” Dad asked. He said the same thing every time I tried to be included in his life.
“Being naïve gets a girl nowhere either. It gets them in trouble. That's what Mom used to say,” I stuck out my chin, giving dad a good stare and headed for the stairs.
I hit the light and crawled under the covers, staring at the moon as it beamed through my curtains, illuminating everything in its path. I loved the soft glow it made. It reminded me when I was little, when my Mom and I would sit on the porch and watch the fireflies at night. Her soft hair always tickled my shoulders when she hugged me. She smelled like flowers and cinnamon. It was the only memory I really had of her.
Mom was always trying to instill wisdom in me even when I was a little girl. Even before some of the rules applied, before I even knew any of it would mean anything to me. Now it all meant something.
I closed my eyes; the soft sounds outside easily lulled me to sleep.

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Heart of Gypsies

Sometimes hate can take you places...

Aunt Wanda hated her sister Joy Ann so much she stole her daughter.

It’s been twelve years since Kendall was kidnapped. Growing up on the run from the law is never easy. And Kendall is doing what she can to survive.

A pawn in a sick game of hatred, Kendall is forced to live a life of crime. It’s all she knows and all she has most days.

On one of their stops, Kendall is reunited with Mason, the boy from her hometown with the same set of circumstances that follow Kendall around like a dark cloud. They have a lot in common. They have the same hopes and dreams.

The problem is, getting where they need to be is going to be the hardest part of both of their lives, but  their friendship sees them through one challenge after another.

Kendall wants to be a normal girl. One that falls in love with someone that cares about her, but sometimes falling in love is difficult when you’re busy running for your life.

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