Friday, November 29, 2013

I Rocked NaNo this year. I just validated my novel and got my certificate.

My novel, Saving JT, is off to a great start thanks to NaNoWriMo

Now for the editing process  I will post excerpts once I get a few chapters finished.

While you wait, here's as excerpt for, If I Knew Then. A Young Adult story that will make you laugh, cry and keep you turning the pages until you get to the end.

Angel fought to keep her family safe from the evil that threatened to destroy her. She made sure she was always in front of her sisters when her Mother yielded her wrath. Keeping the danger that surrounded them a secret, she lived a lie that everyone believed, except for one. He was her only source of happiness until one day he was gone. With nothing left, and no one to turn to, she must outrun her past, and overcome the secret that she fights to hide, before her Mother destroys everything she has left to hold on to. 

“Angel, please wake up, I’m scared.”  Angel shot up in her bed to find her sisters huddled together. Their tear stained faces, and faint whimpering made her cringe with fear as the screaming filtered through her closed door.
“Get in my closet and don’t say a word. I’ll fix this, don't worry.”  She got her sisters set and swallowed past the lump in her throat as a loud crash echoed from downstairs. She’s up. Angel’s heart raced as she rushed towards the noise. The coffee table was on its side and her Mother was on the floor in a bed of broken glass. Her heart dropped as she bent over the motionless body.
“Mom, Mom, are you okay?” Tears burned her eyes as she fought to hold them back, then she heard a faint moan.
 “Don’t move. I’m going to help you up.” She inched over the shattered glass and lifted her mother. The slivers stabbed at her feet as she moved her mother to the couch. Her mother lifted her head and her eyes were beet red. Angel ran to the kitchen and grabbed a wet dish towel. When she got back she knelt before her mother and peeled back the blanket she was wrapped in. It kept her from getting cut and Angel shuddered as her fear was replaced with relief.
“Stay here and I’ll clean this up.” She patted her mom’s knee, jumped up and turned sideways just as her mom raised her foot, shoving her onto the broken table. She threw her hands out to catch her fall and broken glass slit through her palms and knees as she landed.
“Look at what you did. How clumsy can you be? Get this mess cleaned up and get that blood out of the carpet before morning. What is your dad going to think about you stumbling around in the dark, tripping over the furniture? I’ll have to tell him you were drinking again. Do you know how bad that will make him feel? His perfect little Angel, falling from grace.”
Her slurred words, and acid tone, burned away any compassion left inside of her. She stayed in the middle of the glass as her mother stumbled past. The vibration from her slamming door was a welcome sound and she let her tears fall. She just wanted to curl up somewhere and make this all end, but she had to get to her sisters, keep them safe. She opened her eyes and looked at the pool of blood beneath her hand. The throbbing raced up her arm and her head started to spin as the room went dark.

I also have a new Christmas release coming out December 14. It's an anthology of Romance stories for the holidays. Mine is called, The Christmas Contract

Available at B&N, Amazon, BOB

Thanks for stopping by.  

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Giving Thanks and Counting Blessings

With this year I want to give thanks for everything in my life.

I have an amazing family. My husband, five children and grandchildren are my support. They help keep me grounded in this crazy life I lead. I give thanks for my Family.

I have had a great writing year, I give thanks for the ability to tell a story others want to read.

I have friends, and co-workers that support me and are there for me no matter what.
I give thanks for wonderful friends.

I want to wish everyone a very Happy Thanksgiving and I hope your day is surrounded with family, friends, and your heart filled with love.

Monday, November 25, 2013

Rue Allyn and her amazing story, A True and Perfect KNIGHT.


No one needs a dictionary to tell them that Treason is” the crime of betraying one's country, esp. by attempting to kill the sovereign or overthrow the government.” []  

So what more can be said? Quite a bit if you look beyond the surface of any story (fact or fiction) involving Treason. In the history of the USA only 13 people have been convicted of treason. Some were hanged, some served prison sentences and a few were pardoned. Each has a story that fascinates. 
One of the most famous treasonous stories in the US is about the Rosenbergs. Oddly enough they were not charged with or convicted of treason but were convicted on charges of conspiracy to commit espionage. They were executed on June 19, 1953. Nonetheless controversy still surrounds the case. You can read more about the Rosenberg’s here. 
Fictional accounts of treason are more numerous than actual cases that lead to conviction. A very quick informal search of produces 545 works of fiction about treason covering every aspect and period from biblical times to the far flung future. These stories like the ‘factual’ accounts are just as fascinating. Consider if you will George R. R. Martin’s Game of Thrones, a series in which treason almost seems the norm along with murder and zombies. (I could write a year’s worth of articles about Game of Thrones, so forgive me for not going into detail.) 
You might also consider my novel A True and Perfect Knight in which the widowed heroine is suspected of treason simply by association with her husband who was hanged for trying to assassinate Edward I of England. She is escorted by the hero—who also believes her guilty—to the king for judgment. Of course along the way doubt is cast on the heroine’s guilt or innocence and the hero’s feelings for her become quite complicated. Even after Edward pronounces her fate I manage to throw in a few twists before the heroine’s real involvement in the plot to kill the king is revealed. 
Do you have a favorite treason story (fact or fiction)? Please leave a comment and share your thoughts on this topic.

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the book.)
Baron Haven De Sessions knows a hundred reasons despise the widow Dreyford.  The widow is entirely too independent, and a suspected traitor.  Worst of all, she had been married to his best friend—a man Haven arrested for plotting against the king.  Haven believes the treacherous widow should have given up her head, not his childhood friend.  Now an oath to that same friend forces him to protect a woman he does not want and cannot trust.

Genvieve Dreyford has her own reasons to detest De Sessions.  The man is far too handsome, and his reputation as Edward I's most 'true and perfect' knight has swelled the baron’s head.  Worst of all, Gennie believes he betrayed his friendship with her husband to curry favor with the English king.  Now, because of Haven De Sessions, Gennie has lost her home, her title and nearly everything she held dear.  Only for the sake of her family, will Gennie place herself in the power of a man she fears and mistrusts.

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Peter Suman, Casper Fritchie, Henry Schell, Adam Graves, Yost Plecker, John George Graves, Nicholas Andrews, 1781, convicted of High Treason July 25, 1781 in Frederick, MD; Suman, Fritche and Plecker were executed on 17 August
Philip Vigol and John Mitchell, convicted of treason and sentenced to hanging; pardoned by George Washington; see Whiskey Rebellion.
Governor Thomas Dorr 1844, convicted of treason against the state of Rhode Island; see Dorr Rebellion; released in 1845; civil rights restored in 1851; verdict annulled in 1854.
John Brown, convicted of treason against the Commonwealth of Virginia in 1859 and executed for attempting to organize armed resistance to slavery.
Aaron Dwight Stevens, took part in John Brown's raid and was executed in 1860 for treason against Virginia.
William Bruce Mumford, convicted of treason and hanged in 1862 for tearing down a United States flag during the American Civil War.
Mary Surratt, Lewis Powell, David Herold, and George Atzerodt, all convicted by military tribunal and hanged on July 7, 1865 for treason and conspiracy related to the Lincoln assassination.
Iva Toguri D'Aquino, who is frequently identified with "Tokyo Rose" convicted 1949. Subsequently pardoned by President Gerald Ford.
Herbert Hans Haupt, German-born naturalized U.S. citizen, was convicted of treason in 1942 and executed after being named as a German spy by fellow German spies defecting to the United States.
Martin James Monti, United States Army Air Forces pilot, convicted of treason for defecting to the Waffen SS in 1944. He was paroled in 1960.
Robert Henry Best, convicted of treason on April 16, 1948 and served a life sentence.
Mildred Gillars, also known as "Axis Sally", convicted of treason on March 8, 1949; served 12 years of a 10- to 30-year prison sentence.
Tomoya Kawakita, sentenced to death for treason in 1952, but eventually released by President John F. Kennedy to be deported to Japan.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

New Christmas Anthology coming December 14th

     Two new Christmas Anthology's Coming December 14th.

These two books are made up of short stories by myself, and my fellow authors from Black Opal books.

The first one, Things that go bump for the Holidays, is a group of Paranormal Christmas stories
While the second book, A touch of Winter, is filled with contemporary Christmas tales.

Two amazing books filled with stories that will make your heart melt and put you into the holiday spirits. 

My story, The Christmas Contract, is in , A touch of Winter.

The Christmas Contract.
Three years ago Christmas was Tina Mercer’s favorite time of year. But Max Kingston destroyed her happiness when he broke her heart, and walked out of her life, on Christmas Eve. She left the only home she knew that night and never needed to go back, until now. Her promotion depended on her getting the CEO of Markstons Toys, Max Kingston, to sign a new contract.  Can she hide the pain, and bury her true feelings, to obtain a signature for a position she has fought to obtain? Or will Max’s addendum to the contract change her future, and her dream?

Both books available on Amazon, B&N, Black Opal Books, Kobo and All Romance. 

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Home for the Holidays with a special recipe.


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At each stop you will find a holiday recipe. My favorite desert is Peanut Butter Pie. Here's one of my favorite recipes, and I hope it becomes one of yours.




Chocolate Peanut Butter Pie


For the Chocolate Pie Crust:
  • 1 cup all-purpose Gold Medal Flour
  • 1/3 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
  • 1/2 tsp. salt
  • 2 1/2 Tb. sugar
  • 6 Tb. COLD butter, cut into cubes
  • 4 Tb. COLD shortening, cut into cubes
  • 3-4 Tb. cold booze (like brandy or bourbon)
For the Peanut Butter Pie Filling:
  • 3 cups California-made heavy cream, whipped (6 cups whipped cream)
  • 2 cups traditional creamy peanut butter
  • 2 - 8 oz. packages California-made cream cheese
  • 4 cups powdered sugar
For the Toppings:
  • 1/4 cup heavy cream
  • 1/2 cup chocolate chips
  • 1/2 cup chopped salted peanuts
  • 1 small chocolate bar for chocolate curls


  1. Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F and lower the rack to the lowest position. Cut the butter and shortening into cubes and place in the freezer to chill while pulling out the other ingredients. Pour the booze over ice to chill.
  2. Place the flour, cocoa powder, salt and sugar in a food processor. Add the cold butter and shortening and pulse to break up the butter into small pea-size balls. Drain the booze and add one tablespoon at a time pulsing, in between, until the dough come together. Don't add too much liquid and don't over mix. Dump out on a piece of plastic wrap. Wrap well and refrigerate for at least 30 minutes.
  3. Once the dough has chilled, place a piece of parchment paper (or foil) on the counter. Flour the paper and place the dough in the center. Flour a rolling pin and roll the dough out into a 12 inch circle. Use the paper to flip the dough into a deep-dish pie pan, then remove the paper. Fit the crust down into the pie pan, don't stretch the dough. Fold the rough edges under and crimp the edges with your fingers. Then place the paper back inside the pie crust and fill with pie weights (or dried beans or rice.)
  4. Bake the pie crust for 17-20 minutes until set. Allow the crust to cool before removing the pie weights and paper. Cool completely before filling.
  5. For the filling: Using an electric mixer whip the heavy cream into firm peaks and set aside. Using a clean bowl, beat the cream cheese until smooth then beat in the peanut butter. Scrape the bowl and slowly add the powdered sugar. Once the mixture is smooth, gently fold in the whipped cream until the texture is consistent.
  6. Scoop the pie filling into the cooled crust. Refrigerate immediately. For the Toppings: Microwave the heavy cream until scalding hot. Add the chocolate chips and allow them to sit in the hot cream for 2-3 minutes. Stir until smooth. Once the chocolate ganache cools a little, use a spoon to drizzle it over the top. Then sprinkle with peanuts. Use a veggie peeler to shave chocolate curls over the top. Chill until ready to serve.

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Rescued from the Dark, Romantic Suspense
Published through Black Opal Books
Released February 16,2013

FBI agent Jason Michaels goes undercover with the Irish Mob to get information on their gun smuggling ring. While on assignment he realizes they have joined forces with a known terrorist group manufacturing drugs. He searches for information to tie the two together when he finds out they have kidnapped a fellow agent, Mercedes Kingsley, the only girl he has ever loved. Jason soon realizes they're using Mercy to perfect their dosage and that his cover has been blown. He knows he has to save her so he takes off on a  journey that will take him up against his enemies, peers and the Agency that he loves, but is willing to give up to bring Mercy back to him.

She has no memory of their love...

Kidnapped by terrorists and sent into a drug-induced coma, FBI intern Mercedes Kingsley awakes with no memory of her ordeal—or the intimate interlude that left her pregnant. Convinced her child was fathered by her ex-fiancĂ©, she walks away from the only man she has ever loved, determined to make things work with her ex, a man the FBI suspects is implicated in her abduction.

 He knows the truth, but no one will listen...

FBI undercover agent Jason Michaels remembers what Mercy can’t and those memories are breaking his heart. Forced to keep his distance from his lover and their unborn child, Jason risks his life to protect Mercy from a cell of international terrorists who have vowed to get the secrets locked in her memory, no matter the cost. Can Jason convince Mercy to trust him until she remembers their past, or will he lose her to a man who will trap her in a nightmare world of darkness from which there is no escape?

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Thank you for keeping us safe.

           I salute all that serve, and have served in the past. 
I come from a military family and have three children who serve our military today, A day does not go by that I don't worry that their jobs will take them to a place that won't send them home, like so many others in the past. 
But I know they are doing what they wanted to do, and I am very proud of them. I am also very proud of all the service men and woman who protect our country.

So many family members have lost their lives for our freedom and we will never forget them, or what they did for us.
So lets celebrate our veterans by thanking them when they pass by us. Saluting them for there sleepless nights so we can rest, and being grateful we have so many men and women who choose to serve so we can celebrate our freedom.

Thank you for what you've done in the past, what you achieve today, and what you will do for our future. 

From one very proud mother of two men who serve in the Navy and a daughter who serves in the Marines.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Rachel Firasek cover reveal for DROWNING, Tears of Sin Series.

"I dare you."

Those words would change adrenaline junkie, Alice Harrison's life forever. She's a party girl that doesn't believe in love until she meets a man that only writes about it.

Seth James escaped his overbearing father and moved into one of the James family's vacant condos, hoping to create the music he loves in peace. But the fragile calm he's envisioned shatters when a tiny woman with a world full of energy bounces out of the elevator and nearly takes him out.

With the patience of a saint, Seth seeks the dark that keeps Alice from enjoying life. He challenges her to exorcise the demons in her past in order to discover the true meaning of love. But when the walls fall down, the hidden deceptions will bare the ugly truth about a woman drowning in sorrow and a man who may not know how to be her hero.



In the hall, arms laden with musical equipment, four large and totally hot guys fill the space—Seth James leading the pack. He stops, drops the cymbal dangling from an index finger, and stares. His too bright gaze travels down my scantily, and very sweaty, clad body and back up. When our eyes meet, he grins. “Come to help?”
“No.” I have no idea what makes me do it, but I snatch his cymbal off the floor and carry it into his apartment. I’m asking for trouble, but can’t seem to stop myself. They follow me inside, jaws still slack. Okay, so I’m cute, but not worthy of jaws dropping. I plop it down on his couch and rush back to the door. Taking on Seth doesn’t scare me, but a crew of hotties is a little much.
His strong fingers wrap around my shoulder before I make it through the walkway. It’s not controlling or holding me back. His hand is simply resting on me. “Hey, thanks. I’m sorry if we…uh…interrupted your day.”
His words sound sincere and slightly slurred, and I can’t find it in my heart to be bitchy to the first guy in a long time that has only shown me kindness. I sigh and pivot to face him. “It’s not me I’m worried about. My sister is asleep.”
He glances at his watch and frowns.
“She’s recovering from an accident. So, if you don’t mind, keep it down in the halls.”
He leans forward. “Will do and I’m sorry.”
When he enters my personal space, my heart speeds up. His eyes stare into mine. I feel this incredible connection, like he knows my pain. Like he can see my guilt.
The distance between us seems to be shrinking, and I’m not sure if it’s me shuffling closer or him.
He snags the zipper on my jacket and runs it up and down. “Is she going to be okay?”
I pluck at a button on his shirt and glance up. “Eventually.”
His friends form a half-moon circle around him and gape at me. I flick a glance at each of them. They all have a very different style of dress, which only raises more questions about the man in front of me. “Am I the first girl they’ve ever seen?”
Blondie, with the coal lined eyes, on the left snickers. “In Seth’s apartment? Hell, yes.”
Seth elbows him, but grins.
The tall guy in a kind of hot-nerd ensemble leans over and shakes my hand. “Deacon. Would you like a beer?”
I eye the leering men again. “It looks like you started without me, and I’m not into gang-bangs.” I disengage the overlong hand play with the nerd and back away from the group. “G., I’ll catch you later.”
“Hey, wait. I’ll walk you back over.”
The hotties chuckle, high-five, and rib Seth as we walk toward the hall. He shuts the door to their gazes and catches my hand before I can cross back to my apartment. “Hey, are you going to tell me your name?”
“Nah, this is more fun.”
“I think you’re used to having your way.”
He smiles. “Maybe.” He leans against his door and crosses his arms. His smile slips into a smug grin I’d seen on so many rich boys in this city. He thinks he has me. “I’d like to have my way with you.”
He’s quite the talker when he’s sauced. Good to know. It’s nice to see his thoughts. “That’s the beer talking.” I step close, arch up on tip-toe, and tap a finger to his slightly parted lips. “A few hours ago, you didn’t have much to say. I’m okay with keeping this awkward tension between us. It’s all we’ll ever have.”
He scowls at that and twists the knob back to his apartment. “Whatever.”
Mission accomplished. I’d succeeded in pissing him off. If he stayed mad at me, then we could squash this weird attraction that we obviously both feel.
I grin. “Bye, G.”
His brows dip low, and I shove the door behind me, sagging against it. My breath swooshes out from between my clenched teeth. Damn, he is going to be trouble. I feel it all the way to my pinky toe.
A soft knock against my back drives home the point. I twirl and open the door before he disturbs Molly—or maybe because I’m not ready to share him with her yet. “What?”
He tucks a hand into the waistband of my shorts and hauls me into the hall, pulling my door shut behind me. “Where did you get that?” His gaze lingers on the small bump decorating my forehead.
I reach up and touch the sore knot. “Oh, I fell.”
“How?” He raises his free hand and traces the swelling.
I don’t even feel the careful prodding. No, my concentration is solely focused on the fingers tucked inside my shorts and only inches away from becoming way too familiar with me. “Um…I was doing yoga when you guys came down the hall.”
“And?” He tugs me closer. His thumb rakes a small path below my belly button.
Oh my. “Uh…I fell out of…of…my pose and banged my head on the floor.”
His eyes darken and those beautiful lips part. I want to snake my tongue across the bottom one to find out if it is as soft as it looks.
He winces and lowers his eyes to mine. “So this is my fault?”
I grab onto his wandering hand and pull it free of my shorts. If I didn’t, I’d be asking him for a wall orgasm in less than two minutes and random teasing and fleeing was a no go for me now. “No. It was an accident. Lighten up, G.”
“I don’t want to cause you pain.”
Wow, that feels like a loaded proclamation. “Okay. Well, keep the noise down, and we should be good.”
He drops the hand that had been rubbing away my bruise. Funny, I’d totally forgotten it. “I don’t want to cause you pain. It’s a personal thing.” A deep shudder races over him, and for some reason, I don’t think he is with me anymore.
“You didn’t. I’m fine.” I lift a hand and cup the side of his face, bringing his gaze to mine. It is the gentlest moment I’ve ever had with a man, and we’ve just met. “I’m not sure what this is, but I think I should go inside.”
He glances down the corridor, takes a deep breath, and nods. “Yes, you should.”
“Go play with your friends. Be men or whatever that means, and I’ll go back to my yoga.” I was going to need it after this.
He groans and drops his head back, his hint of an Adam’s Apple bobbing down the column of his neck, begging for my tongue to taste him there. “Did you have to bring that back to mind?”
I grin. “What? Me all hot and sweaty in contorted positions? Do you like that?”
He groans, and one side of his mouth slants up. “I have things to do and don’t need no-named neighbors distracting me.”


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About the Author:

Rachel Firasek spends her days daydreaming of stories and her nights putting the ideas to ink. She has spent a dull life following the rules, meeting deadlines, and toeing the line, but in her made up worlds, she can let the wild side loose. Her wonderful husband and three children support her love of the written word and only ask for the occasional American Idol or Swamp People quality hour.

She has a philosophy about love. It must devastate or it isn’t truly worth loving. She hopes that you all find your devastating love and cling to it with all your heart!

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Saturday, November 2, 2013

NaNo WriMo here I go again.

              November is National Novel Writing Month
          This is my third year to participate, and I love it.

I love the excitement about meeting my daily writing goals. The motivation and encouragement I get from my NaNo groups, and the thrill watching my story come to life before my eyes in such a short time.
I started this career path in 2011 and found out quickly how much I loved write. 
I had my first short story, Saving Angel,  published in August of 2012 in the, Wild at Heart anthology. Then I signed my first contract for a full length novel in October of 2012. 
February of 2013 my book, Rescued from the Dark, was released, and in December my second short story, The Christmas Contract, will be released in the Christmas Anthology, A Touch of Winter.

This year my NaNo project is a contemporary medical romance called, Saving JT.

When the Doctors sadly inform her JT’s cancer has progressed and he had only a few weeks left, Amy Wickers, returns home. After three years she goes to a family who disowned her, and a man who walked away. Searching for a miracle to save the most important person in her life. Her son, JT

Amy Wickers was a single mother struggling to juggle college and an active three year old, her son, JT. Her life was happy with her best friend, and roommate, Austin. He had always been there for her since the night he found her hungry, cold and without anything to her name. Her nightmares still haunt her. The fight, accusations, then the final blow of being kicked out in the cold with nothing, and no one to depend on.  Now she must return to the family who disowned her, and the man who walked away to save the only person important in her life, JT. Without a small miracle, he’ll die and they hold the key she needs to save him. She’s willing to do anything, even beg the ones who slammed the door on her if it meant her son would have a future.

I'm also working on my Young Adult, If I Knew Then
I only have a few chapters left, then it's off to the publisher with that one.

Angel dreamed of a life of freedom. One filled with love that didn’t come with a price.  She hid her pain and bruises until Jax entered her life. Can he give her what she needs to let go of the past or will he leave her with a bigger challenge that would change her future?

Angel fought to keep her family safe from the evil that threatened to destroy her. She made sure she was always the one in front of her sisters when her Mother yielded her wrath. Keeping the danger that surrounded them a secret she lived a lie that everyone believed, except for one. He was her only source of happiness until one day he was gone. With nothing left, and no one to turn to, she must outrun her past, and overcome the secret that she fights to hide, before her Mother destroys everything she has left to hold on to

Wish me luck, because I will need it. I will post excerpts through the month so stop back by and cheer me on.  : )

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