Month: June 2020

Write, Write, Write… and a Snippet!

It’s gray out today. I’m hoping we get some rain and that it knocks down the Saharan dust that’s been hazing the sky and irritating my lungs. The fun game of 2020 is: allergies, Saharan dust, or Rona? So far, it’s always been one of the first two. Fingers crossed it stays that way.

I’m busy writing both New Shiny (pitched as Hunted, but that title may change) and The Queen’s Triumph. I also had an opening scene idea for another Consortium story, which I have less than zero time to write, so it’s not coming anytime soon (like, at all!), but I did share the first line on Twitter, so for those of you who don’t follow me, here it is:

Ferdinand von Hasenberg looked like he had aged five years in five weeks.

Ooohhh. 😂

I’m not quite sure whose book it is, and the opening is a bit dark, but it was cathartic to write a short little scene.

This week, I’m mostly working on New Shiny. The book isn’t coming for a thousand years (okay, more like 18 months), but here’s a tiny little snippet. Don’t tell anyone, okay? 😉

Rough draft, subject to change, etc, etc.

The restaurant Torran had chosen was one of the nicest in the area. It was the kind of place two CEOs would meet to discuss mergers and acquisitions. The few patrons I saw from the entrance were well heeled and well dressed.

The maitre d’ flicked a glance from my head to my feet—including my visible weapons—and then did the same to Eli, who sported even more weapons. Her gaze stopped on his face and she just stared for a second before she remembered to smooth her expression. “May I help you?”

I suppressed my smile, well aware of how Eli affected some people. “I’m meeting someone in the private dining room.”

“Your name?”

“Tavi Zarola.”

She made a subtle gesture and a young man in a black and white uniform appeared beside her. “Please follow him.”

I inclined my head in thanks. Eli and I followed the young server deeper into the restaurant. We skirted around the main dining room which was broken into small, intimate spaces with nooks and alcoves, the best of which had a view of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The velvety dark of space was dotted with distant stars and a faint nebula smudged color across the wide expanse. I knew the window was at least as strong as the metal and composite of the rest of the station, but it looked delicate and fragile. And standing next to it, staring out into the black, one was reminded just how precarious our place in space truly was.

The server led us down a short, secluded hallway. He swung open a wood-paneled door and gestured us inside. Torran sat on the far side of a long table. Behind him, the floor-to-ceiling window offered the same breathtaking view as in the main dining room.

An advanced antireflective coating meant I could still see outside even though the room was far brighter than the view beyond the window. It also meant that I couldn’t use the window as a mirror to see anyone who snuck up behind me. If I sat across from Torran my back would be to the door.

A glance around the room revealed that Torran’s group had lost a member. The two remaining Valoffs stood behind Torran and remained hidden behind their armored helmets, so I didn’t know if these were the same two who had accompanied him in the landing bay or not.

Torran took in my weapons with a sweep of his gaze. His expression shifted but before I could identify the emotion driving the change, he smoothed it away. “Thank you for joining me, Lieutenant Zarola,” he said stiffly. “Please have a seat.” He gestured at the chair in front of me, the one directly across from him.

“It’s Captain Zarola now,” I corrected. “I’m no longer part of the FHP military.” And instead of sitting in the indicated chair, I moved left and sat at the head of the table with a wall at my back. Eli stood a step behind me on my right. We both had an unobstructed view of the door and the rest of the room.

“I’ve got eyes on you,” Kee said through our group comm. “I’ll let you know if any surprises show up.”

The server who had led us to the room hovered by the door and Torran begrudgingly turned to me. “Would you care for something to eat or drink?”

The air I was breathing was the only thing I could afford in this restaurant, and that was only because they hadn’t figured out how to charge for it yet. “No, thank you.”

Torran waved the young man away, and the server bowed and withdrew. He closed the door behind him, leaving me trapped in a room full of enemies, so I decided to go on the offensive. “Have you reconsidered your objections to my standard boilerplate?”

Copyright Jessie Mihalik. All rights reserved. Coming early 2022 from Harper Voyager.

Event with Alyssa Cole & Nalini Singh and TQT News

Date Night w/ Alyssa Cole, Nalini Singh, and Jessie Mihalik. A new series featuring faves from Romancelandia chatting books, snacks, lure, and whatever else they feel like! Friday 6/12/2020 @ 6PM. loyaltybookstores.com/datenight4

I’ve been busy writing, but I’m popping out of the writing cave to remind you that tomorrow night (Friday, June 12), I’m doing a virtual event with Alyssa Cole and Nalini Singh for Loyalty Bookstores at 6PM Eastern. You’ll need to RSVP to get an invite, but it’s free!

And if you order my books from Loyalty, you’ll get a little surprise from me (while supplies last). :)

If you haven’t read Alyssa’s and Nalini’s new releases, you definitely should! They are two of my favorite authors, so I might be a little biased (or a lot biased, lol), but all of the other reviews agree. :)

I read The A.I. Who Loved Me by Alyssa last week and it was amazing. Biting social commentary on the dangers of an increasingly tech-filled world perfectly paired with a hot, delicious romance. I adore Alyssa’s voice and I could’ve easily highlighted half the book just for the beautiful turns of phrase. I’ve got all of my fingers crossed that the other characters in the book get their own stories!

Last night, I finished Alpha Night, Nalini’s new release that just came out on Tuesday. I love, love, love the Psy-Changeling books and this one didn’t disappoint. A badass alpha wolf and a distant, nearly broken Arrow (a badass Psy soldier) mate at first sight. Their HEA is so, so good.

As always, try a sample before you buy, but don’t do it close to bedtime or you’ll stay up waaaayyyy too late. Been there, done that. :)

Next up: The Queen’s Triumph. Yes, it’s still happening. Yes, it’ll be a free serial first. I’m still writing it, so expect it to start late summer.

And, yes, the ebook is already up for preorder, coming December 8. :)

I wasn’t going to promote it quite yet, but some of you eagle-eyed readers have already spotted it, so the secret is out. It went up this month because The Queen’s Gambit is on sale for 99 cents all month long as part of a Kindle Monthly Deal, so if you’ve been meaning to pick up the first novella, you can get it for cheap from your ebook retailer of choice! (International pricing may vary.)

If you are a newsletter subscriber, you got a teeny tiny snippet of TQT with the email I sent on Tuesday. If you are not, you can still sign up and the welcome email will have links to the previous five newsletters, including Tuesday’s. :)

Behold, the cover and blurb!

The Queens Triumph Cover. Queen Samara in battle armor, looking at the viewer, holding a gun in front of a planet with rings.

Queen Samara Rani knows she’s likely walking into a trap, but agreeing to meet with Commander Adams is the fastest way to get within striking distance of the Quint Confederacy’s biggest traitor and her sworn enemy. Adams attacked her home and destroyed her ship, and if he’s not stopped, he will ruin the tentative peace between the Kos Empire and the Quint Confederacy—and Samara’s chance at future with Emperor Valentin Kos.

Samara is determined to serve up some well-deserved payback, but she is no longer a lone assassin, and despite her protests, her friends and allies refuse to let her undertake such a perilous mission without them. Even Valentin, usually the voice of reason, refuses to stay behind. Samara is loath to put her friends in danger, and taking a team carries its own risks, so she makes plans to keep them safe, no matter what the cost.

When Adams threatens that safety, and everything she holds dear, Samara vows to show him exactly how she earned her deadly reputation—and why one should never cross the Rogue Queen.

Preorder Now!
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Paper books are coming, but won’t be available to order until at/close to release due to how print on demand works.


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