Tuesday, November 18, 2014

THE WEIGHT OF DESTINY ~ IT'S HERE!

Ah, the day has finally come where I'll be a nervous wreck all day! LOL.

In all honestly though, release days are filled with so many conflicting emotions. Pride because I WROTE A FREAKING BOOK and it's out in the world for people to read. Fear because I wrote a freaking book and IT'S OUT IN THE WORLD FOR PEOPLE TO READ.

This book is special to me for a lot of reasons. It's YA and I feel like it's returning to my roots in some ways. I love YA and I just feel rejuvenated when I write it.

It has a diverse cast of characters and you guys know how passionate I am about diversity.

It's a romance and I'm a romance addict. There are parts that make you swoon and your heart race (hopefully) but more than that, this book is about family as well. Family and friendships and love and choosing your destiny. I love books with close family relationships. Close doesn't mean perfect but you know the love is there. I'm passionate about books with good friendships and this book has that, as well.

And Ryder and Virginia... I love those two. I hope you guys love them as much as I do.



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When “crazy” runs in your family and your namesake is known for walking into a river with a pocket full of rocks, a girl kind of wants to avoid tempting fate at all costs. For Virginia Nichols, the only way to dodge that bullet is to be perfect at everything: school, student council, life. Too bad it’s all a lie, and underneath the perfection...Virginia is lost.

Ryder Blackstock knows a thing or two about being born into fate. The talents passed down from his father aren't exactly normal; instead of learning how to throw a fastball, he was taught to hot-wire a car like a pro and pick any pocket in sight. He’s got criminal blood, just like his old man. And as soon as he turns eighteen, he’ll be living life on the run with his dad.

When Ryder and Virginia meet on the beach, it seems they couldn't be more different. Soon they discover they’re both trapped in their lives—Virginia denying her fate, Ryder embracing his. Like the rocks in Virginia Woolf’s pockets, the weight of their destinies will pull them under. But being together brings out pieces of themselves they didn't know existed—pieces that make them want to take fate into their own hands and rewrite their destinies...if it’s not too late.

"Whenever I read Nyrae Dawn, I am reminded that words are her art, and she wields her paintbrush with all the skill of Rembrandt. The tender romance of Ryder and Virginia is palpable on the page, and the story sings with all the complexities of the interwoven plot. I read late into the night to finish this one, and once again, Nyrae has managed a masterpiece. LOVED." ~ USA Today and New York Times Bestselling Author Courtney Cole

"The Weight of Destiny unfolds like a storm. It is dark and electric and incredibly romantic. I lost and found myself. The characters are so vivid, so alive, you'll forget anything but them exists." ~ David James author of Between the Stars and Sky

"The Weight of Destiny is YA at its absolute finest. Nyrae Dawn flawlessly brought two seemingly broken characters to life and showed everyone deserves a second chance at love and life. This breathtaking storytelling will blow you away." ~ USA Today Bestselling Author Tiffany King

"The Weight of Destiny is art at its best, Ryder and Virginia canvasses on which the good and bad of life and love unfold in brilliant, true color." ~ Author Jamie Manning

I hope you'll pick up the THE WEIGHT OF DESTINY and if you do, I hope you love it! I'll be having some giveaways on Facebook and specifically in my Facebook group.



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Friday, November 14, 2014

Sale, sale, sale!!!

I've just discovered most of my New Adult books are on sale!!! I have NO idea how long this will last so better grab them while you can!!! Feel free to help spread the word :)

Both FACADE and MASQUERADE are on sale for 2.59.

RUSH is on sale for 3.24.

Don't miss out on these emotional reads!


Can love save them?

After her father commits a crime that shatters her family, eighteen-year-old Delaney Cross is tired of pretending everything is all right. Packing up her car, she sets out to find the people her father hurt. Her search leads her to places she’s never been—and into the arms of Adrian Westfall.

To the outside world, Adrian is a sexy, charming ladies’ man. But his playboy persona is just an act. Secretly his soul is tortured by a memory too painful to share. Only Delaney seems to see through his façade to the real man underneath. And for the first time in his life, Adrian feels he can begin to open up about his past.

Together, Adrian and Delaney share a passionate love they never expected to find. Yet both still harbor their own secrets. When the dark truth is finally revealed, will it bring them closer together—or tear them apart forever?

"Beautifully executed with gorgeous prose and unforgettable characters, Façade is a heart-wrenching, emotional journey of redemption coupled with the healing power of love. Be prepared for tissues and a fan to cool off because Adrian and Delaney’s story is worthy of both."
—New York Times Bestselling Author Katie Ashley




A biker. A tattoo artist. A love to last a lifetime.

Maddox Cross has always had to be tough. When his father went to jail for murder, the teenager took care of his sister and mother. Now on his own and working security at a night club, Maddox wants to become a tattoo artist-a dream that comes closer to reality when he falls for the hottest, most tatted woman he’s ever seen. She’s wild and beautiful, and Maddox will do anything to be with her.

Bee Malone came to town to open up her new tattoo parlor, Masquerade. Since being kidnapped as a young girl, Bee has had trouble getting close to anyone. But when she meets Maddox, she sees that under his hard biker’s body is the sensitive soul of an artist. What starts out as a sizzling one-night stand soon becomes so much more.

Bee wants Maddox to join her tattoo business, but letting him into her life means revealing all her most intimate secrets. And as the past begins to intertwine with her present, Bee fears their love may not be as permanent as their ink . . .

"Nyrae Dawn is a gifted writer who tells a story so well that I found myself stopping every once in a while and thinking …THIS is what reading a great book should FEEL like."
—Bookish Temptations



For the love of the game.

Brandon Chase has always defined himself by one thing: football. Tough and athletic, he is a great college player who enjoys the hard hits and the sweaty grind of the gridiron. But when Brandon is injured, only one person can help him get back on track-a forbidden love he's desperately tried to put behind him.

Alec Andrews has never quite forgiven Brandon for walking away when their friendship turned into something more. But he can't deny help to one of his closest friends. As the two spend the long, hot summer working together, their old attraction comes flooding back.

Now as Alec thinks about coming out to his conservative family and Brandon considers revealing he's a gay football player, the two men must be strong to fight for a love that could be the greatest rush of their lives.

"If you ask me, this might be Nyrae Dawn's most perfect story. Perfect in it's realness. Perfect in the way it reaches inside the reader and never lets go. Perfect in the way she crafted these characters, and brings you inside their pain, their joy, their struggles, their victories, their strength and their fear."
—Jess, Angie and Jessica's Dreamy Reads




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Thursday, November 13, 2014

THE WEIGHT OF DESTINY ~ Chapter One

Five more days until THE WEIGHT OF DESTINY drops, you guys. FIVE. I'm excited and nervous and SO ready for the day to just be here.

I had so much fun with this book. I really enjoyed returning to YA. Just a reminder, this book is, YA--not NA. Ryder and Virginia's story was a joy to write. It was beautiful and sad and uplifting and happy at the same time.

Since we're so close to release, I thought I would share the first chapter with you guys today. And don't forget to preorder your copy from Amazon. It really does help and it's only 2.99!


When “crazy” runs in your family and your namesake is known for walking into a river with a pocket full of rocks, a girl kind of wants to avoid tempting fate at all costs. For Virginia Nichols, the only way to dodge that bullet is to be perfect at everything: school, student council, life. Too bad it’s all a lie, and underneath the perfection...Virginia is lost.

Ryder Blackstock knows a thing or two about being born into fate. The talents passed down from his father aren't exactly normal; instead of learning how to throw a fastball, he was taught to hot-wire a car like a pro and pick any pocket in sight. He’s got criminal blood, just like his old man. And as soon as he turns eighteen, he’ll be living life on the run with his dad.

When Ryder and Virginia meet on the beach, it seems they couldn't be more different. Soon they discover they’re both trapped in their lives—Virginia denying her fate, Ryder embracing his. Like the rocks in Virginia Woolf’s pockets, the weight of their destinies will pull them under. But being together brings out pieces of themselves they didn't know existed—pieces that make them want to take fate into their own hands and rewrite their destinies...if it’s not too late.

"Whenever I read Nyrae Dawn, I am reminded that words are her art, and she wields her paintbrush with all the skill of Rembrandt. The tender romance of Ryder and Virginia is palpable on the page, and the story sings with all the complexities of the interwoven plot. I read late into the night to finish this one, and once again, Nyrae has managed a masterpiece. LOVED." ~ USA Today and New York Times Bestselling Author Courtney Cole

"The Weight of Destiny unfolds like a storm. It is dark and electric and incredibly romantic. I lost and found myself. The characters are so vivid, so alive, you'll forget anything but them exists." ~ David James author of Between the Stars and Sky

"The Weight of Destiny is YA at its absolute finest. Nyrae Dawn flawlessly brought two seemingly broken characters to life and showed everyone deserves a second chance at love and life. This breathtaking storytelling will blow you away." ~ USA Today Bestselling Author Tiffany King

"The Weight of Destiny is art at its best, Ryder and Virginia canvasses on which the good and bad of life and love unfold in brilliant, true color." ~ Author Jamie Manning

Chapter One


There once was a girl named Perfect with hair made of honey and a life made of dreams. No one knew it was all a lie. Perfect wasn’t perfect. Her life wasn’t either, but as long as everyone believed, she made herself think she could too.
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Ernest Hemingway suffered from depression. He ended his own life by shooting himself.

Sylvia Plath was severely depressed as well. She stuck her head in the oven and poisoned herself with carbon monoxide.

Annette Klinger committed suicide, too. Most people don’t know who she is, but she was also a writer. She was my grandmother. When Mom was thirteen, Annette left her. Three years later, Mom found out Annette hung herself a year and a half after leaving.

Mom’s a writer too.

When I was five, Mom told me Virginia Woolf was one of her favorite authors. She couldn’t wait until I was old enough to read about Mrs. Dalloway.

I thought it was so cool that she named me after Virginia Woolf. Mom was this bright light: fun and exciting. Sometimes, it was as though she was a kid just like me. I couldn’t believe she named me after someone who was her favorite. It made me feel fun and exciting like her.

When I went to bed that night, she tucked me in, pushed my hair out of my face, and then asked if I wanted to know more about Virginia Woolf. Before I could reply, she told me Virginia was sad. She’d been so sad that one day she stuffed her pockets full of rocks to weigh herself down and stepped into a river.

It wasn't the kind of bedtime story I'd been looking for.

That’s when I knew, as alive as Mom was, she was different as well. It’s when I first started to fear I would grow up to be different like her.

No, Mom wasn’t typically depressed as so many of those greats were, but she’s always had her own demons.

When I got older, I made a conscious decision not to let that happen to me.

That brings me to today as I watch Mom’s arms flail while she excitedly screams at my principal so sharply it makes my head ring. All I can think is that I have a writer mom who’s never been stable. A mom who is wild, and reckless, and has other people who live inside her head. How she had a writer mom who was also wild and reckless. And how Mom chose to name me after an author who drowned herself.

Is it just me or does that seem a little like tempting fate?

No, not me. I will not be like this.

“Mrs. Nichols, I’m going to need you to lower your voice,” Principal Toms tells her.

“Ms. It’s Ms. My husband and I are separated, and I’m not yelling. Am I yelling? I just have this really great idea and I want Virginia to help me with it.”

My face burns as whispers start behind me and people from my school witness Freak Out 101, Charity Nichols style—the Charity Nichols, because everyone knows who she is. New York Times and USA Today bestselling author and all.

I’ve done so well keeping the wild part of my life a secret. It’s not like Mom is this way all the time. She hasn’t been like this in years. But then it hits me…what if she’s not my mom right now?

No. They fixed that. She’s better. She has to be.

“It’s fine. I can go.” I step forward, willing to do anything to get out of here. To get her out of here before more people show up. Oh God, what will they think? Quickly, I scan the crowd to see if my best friends Jamie and Hailey are around.

“Lulu, you can’t go. You’re not allowed to check out unless your dad approves it,” Mr. Toms says.

Obviously, there’s a reason for that.

“But I’m her mom.” She flits around, unable to stay still. I exhale a deep breath. She said she’s my mom. That means she’s still her.
It shocks me that she didn’t freak when he called me Lulu. She sometimes does when she’s like this, even though she’s the only one who doesn’t call me by my middle name.

“I’m her MOM!” she says again, each word getting louder.

Mom pushes her light brown hair out of her face. It’s the same color as mine. We look almost exactly alike. More like sisters, most people say. Her mom looked like us too, and for the millionth time, I wonder if Grandma had different people living inside her. Maybe Sylvia, Ernest, or Virginia Woolf did as well.

“Ms. Nichols, it’s the rules. I’m sorry—”

“Mom,” I cut the principal off. She turns to me, more people filling in around us. Of course she had to come between classes. Jamie’s here now, which means Hailey must be close. My feet itch to carry me away so badly; I want to run so I don’t have to deal with this. She hasn’t had an outburst in so long. Why is she having one now?

“Virginia, I’m so excited. I got this great idea. I was thinking we could go on a road trip. I want to paint the ocean. I want to write a story about the ocean, and you know how important it is for me to experience what I’m working on. Not around here, though. I’m thinking Oregon. We can stop by your house and grab a bag. It’ll be a blast, don’t you think?”

She sounds younger than me, giddy excitement bouncing around inside her. It’s like she can’t control her body. Everything’s magnified. A million-watt smile, a loud, excited voice, her body a jittery mess.

It reminds me of how she used to be at times. It wasn’t until later that I found out why.

Oh God, don’t let this ever be me. I don’t want this to be me.

“Lulu?” Hailey’s voice sounds from beside me, confused.

I shake my head at her, pleading with my eyes for her to step back. For her and everyone else to somehow unsee what’s going on.

“I have a huge test tomorrow, Mom. I…I can’t. What about this weekend? Then Dad can arrange it so I don’t have to come to school next week. We’ll have more time that way.”

The whispers get louder. Mom moves around like a druggie too high to keep still.

“Charity, she can’t go today. Why don’t you come with me and we’ll plan the trip.” It’s Dad’s voice behind me, and I realize someone from school must have called him.

Immediately, I exhale a sigh of relief. Dad’s here. Even though they’ve been separated for years now, Dad can handle her. He makes her better.

“Dave! You’re here! Finally. I want to take Virginia to Oregon. Do you want to go with us? It can be like old times. We can get a tent and camp right there by the water.”

“Lulu can’t today. She has a test. Why don’t we go outside and pick another day?” Dad gives me a sad smile as he wraps an arm around Mom’s shoulders, leading her out of the school's commons area.

My heart is going wild, probably like Mom’s is doing, except it’s not because I’m excited. You can handle this. You’re Lulu Nichols. You always have things under control.

Taking a deep breath, I look at Hailey and Jamie, then smile. “You guys ready to go to class?”

“Umm… Lu?” Jamie pushes one of her braids behind her ear. She has a million of them in her hair. She always does. I wish I could get away with that, but it wouldn’t look as good on me as it does against her dark skin.

“Alright everyone, get to class. Teachers will be giving detention to anyone who is late.” Thank you, I want to tell Mr. Toms as he tries to disperse the crowd.

“We better go. We’re going to be late.” I’ve never had detention in my life and I definitely don’t plan to start now.

Hailey grabs my arm. She has the blondest hair in the world. Sometimes we call her Halo. “Lulu… your mom…” It’s not like they’ve never met Mom before, but they’ve never seen the truth. They only know the persona I try to create.

And I’m so totally not doing this. Not now, not ever. I worked hard for my reputation, and I don’t plan on letting it go down the drain. “Fine. If you guys want to be late, go for it. I’m not screwing up my perfect attendance for nothing.”

Pulling out of Hailey’s grasp, I walk away. I manage to avoid them the rest of the day. It’s not so easy after school. We have a Future Business Leaders of America meeting. I usually love FBLA, but today, I can’t focus. For the first time ever, I fake a stomach ache and cut out early.

Dad’s called my cell a million times. For hours, I drive around, until it hits me what I’m doing. I’d give just about anything not to go home right now, but that’s not how I work.

Logic. I go through life based on logic, and putting things off doesn’t change anything.

After turning my Prius around, I drive home, determined to work with Dad on coming up with a plan so nothing like this happens again.




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Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Writing Wednesday: Challenges

There are so many challenges that writers face--too many to try and count. Most of them are out of our control. Now, that doesn't necessarily mean it's a bad thing. Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn't. There's room for growth both personally and professionally in challenges but sometimes those challenges that we can't control, they start to mount up. It can be exhausting and scary and frustrating.

So, recently I made a decision. Because I do think challenges can be a very good thing, I've decided to start giving myself more challenges that I can control.

That brings me to the book I'm writing now.

I'm scared of it. Truly scared. I'm afraid I can't do it--that this book is beyond me. That I don't have what it takes to write it the way it deserves to be written or that I'm going to emotionally break down while doing so. LOL.

On the other hand...it's beautiful. Or has the potential to be beautiful. Maybe the most beautiful story that has ever popped into my head.

So it's challenging...but that beauty makes it worth it. This is a challenge I can control. A challenge I can grow from. A challenge I'm feeling pretty lucky that I have right now. It helps to take my mind off of all the other...stuff :)

Here's a super small teaser of what I'm calling, "Nyrae's broken heart" for now. Obviously, unedited :)

“Maybe love doesn’t have to make sense. It’s wild and reckless. It frees you and captures you at the same time. It’s beautiful and heartbreaking. We fear it, while at the same time, it can be the only safe place we know. It’s this strange, terrifying, fucked up, perfect emotion that shouldn’t make sense. Not if it’s real.”

Next week I think I'll talk about finding inspiration in unusual places. Sometimes you might have to hunt for inspiration when you need it, but if you don't give up, you'll find it.

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