Today the Book Ninjas are spotlighting A Single Step by Georgia Rose!
Meet Emma Grayson, heroine of The Grayson Trilogy, a series of mysterious and romantic adventure stories.
'The gun continued to be levelled at me. “Answer it...but don’t tell him I’m here or he’ll get to listen to you die.” That concentrated my mind considerably, and as I reached for my phone I came up with a plan...’
Emma Grayson was left devastated when her life was torn apart by tragedy and betrayal. Now someone believes it’s time for her to start again and puts an advert for a job through her door which leads her to the Melton Estate. Despite her desire for a solitary existence she finds herself discovering a life she could never have imagined, challenging her independence, her fears and her resistance to love.
Questions From the Ninjas
Ninjas must train in all sorts of things--one of us (who will go unnamed) is even a ninja at decorating cakes. What's your secret ninja skill?
I am good at cooking, a fact my family are delighted by. I don't have to put a great deal of thought into in and, fortunately for my writing, I can throw a meal together quickly and most of the results are pretty decent. Of course there was once the night of the risotto omelette, an experiment I will not be repeating.
Do you have any ninja writing tricks you can share with our readers?
Just do it! Don't put it off or tell me after you've found out I've written a book that you have always wanted to do that, if only you had the time. We all have the same amount of time. So no excuses, get your backside on a chair and start typing.
He was wearing a white tee shirt and soft brushed cotton bottoms in a large checked pattern of varying shades of red and white. He appeared comfortable and relaxed, and as if sitting on my bed in his pyjamas was not at all weird.
“How did you sleep?” he asked.
“Okay, although I woke once to find you watching me. What was that about?”
He grinned boyishly at me before replying, “Well the snoring stopped so I thought I’d better come in and check you were still alive.”
I glared at him in horror before saying indignantly, “I do not snore!”
Trent laughed at my horrified expression before responding, “Good to see you focus on the important part of what I just said.”
I finished my piece of toast but my appetite had disappeared and I couldn’t eat the other one so I offered it to Trent who took it happily, wolfing it down as I sat drinking my tea and watching him eat.
“What plans do you have for the day?”
“None, other than to look after you.”
“I’m going to get in the shower as I need to wash my hair. I presume you don’t need to watch me do that as the likelihood of drowning is minimal.”
“Your sarcasm is not lost on me, Grayson. That’ll be fine though, but don’t lock the door will you, just in case? Also you’re likely to be stiffer than yesterday so if you need help in dressing you’ll have to call me. I’m going to leap in your shower first though if that’s okay?” He moved to get off the bed and wandered off to his room to get his towel.
I sat in bed finishing my tea as he showered and once I heard the shower stop I started in my efforts to get off the bed so that fortunately I was facing away from him when he walked out saying, “It’s all yours.” Which was just as well, as when I looked round he was leaving my room and the sight of his strongly muscled shoulders and well-defined back with the towel slung across his narrow hips was a distraction as it was and hardly fair on someone in my weakened condition.