The Cat’s out of the Bag, a contemporary romance from Cynthia Terelst

Please help us welcome Cynthia Terelst to the blog this week. Cynthia is here to share her upcoming contemporary romance, The Cat’s out of the Bag. Welcome, Cynthia! We are excited that you choose to join us for your third blog post and so excited to hear more about The Cat’s out of the Bag.

Hello to all of Madison’s amazing followers,

Thank you, Madison, for allowing me to share myself with your readers. This is my third ever blog appearance. So far, I would have to say they have not become any easier. Do you ever find that it’s hard to talk about yourself?

Q&A with Cynthia:

 What do you love about writing?

I would say it is the whole process of bringing my ideas to life. Many authors have hundreds of ideas floating around in their heads.  Me, not so much. I basically come up with an idea, one book out, and then when its time to write, I just run with it.

What type of writer are you?

I am a hybrid of a pantser and a plotter — a planter. I know where my book starts, finishes and some of what happens in between. I don’t plan out the whole book from start to end.  Nor do I do in depth character profiles. I prefer to learn about, and develop, my characters as I write.

What do you like to write?

I prefer to write contemporary romance because it is something I understand. Although I like reading historical romance, I am not confident enough to write it. I am too worried about misrepresentation. For example, character names need to be in line with those of the period, same with actions and thoughts.

What are you working on?

My soon to be released novel is The Cat’s out of the Bag.  It is a slow burn, billionaire romance, with what people in the game call, a tortured heroine. It will be released on 31 December. I have finished the final read through and have sent it to the formatter.

My next project is Let Sleeping Dogs Lie, a second chance romance based around a scavenger hunt. I like to deal with difficult subjects in my novels and this one is no different as it deals with loss. It is due to be published on 30 June 2020.

And yes, my third book will also have a species of animal in the title. I bet you can’t guess which one.

About The Cat’s out of the Bag:

One van. Two hearts. Thousands of kilometres.

Jesse’s a self-made billionaire who yearns to get away from his empty life and the money-hungry parasites who inhabit it. The plan? Go to Australia, tell no one about his money and find himself. Instead of finding just himself, he finds Evie, who is everything anyone should aspire to be. Now, what he aspires to be, is hers. But to be hers, he needs to tell her everything.

Evie has left her past behind. She has rebuilt herself, and her life, into one of happiness. After she meets Jesse, while volunteering at a cat shelter, memories of her past filter back in. She is stronger now and wants to trust him. But after all she has been through, is trust even possible?

The quest to find a cat a forever home leads them to travel across the country together. Can the close quarters drive them to open up to each other? Or will it drive them apart?

Excerpt from The Cat’s out of the Bag:

Jesse

I woke up with Evie still wrapped in my arms. Her smell, her touch, the sound of her soft breathing, the peacefulness on her face. It invaded my senses.

I’d never felt so in touch with someone in my whole life. Every day we opened ourselves up a little more, sharing another part of our souls. I couldn’t live my life without her now.

Evie stirred in my arms and settled again. I kissed the top of her head and tightened my arm around her. Opening her eyes, she looked up at me and smiled before closing her eyes again. Not wanting to disturb her peace, I relaxed into the pillows and closed my eyes.

Her hand found my face and trailed down my neck to my chest. She moved her body up so her lips could meet my jawline. Her breasts pushed up against my body. They were perfectly rounded. I wanted to caress them and feel their softness in my palm. I became hard. It took all my self-control to keep my hands still. Her lips found mine, and she kissed me tenderly. As her lips drew away from mine, I opened my eyes to see her smiling at me.

I wanted her. I should have dragged her lips back to mine. I should have held her close, taken charge, kissed her, loved her. Instead, I watched her as she moved away.

About the Author: 

Cynthia Terelst is a project officer by day and a writer by night. She is a contemporary romance writer who likes to share a little bit of history, some Australian scenery and a whole lotta love. Cynthia does not shy away from difficult topics, as she feels that they should not be ignored.

She lives in Queensland, Australia, where the sun shines at least 283 days a year.

  

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