Series
name: Coulda Woulda Shoulda Song
Genre:
Family saga/ chick lit/ interracial romance/ romantic comedy
First
Publication: January 2013
Number
of books: 3, possible spinoffs later
This Could Have Been Our Song! A coulda woulda shoulda ballad… – Book One
Length: 93000 words/ 400 pages
Release date: January 18 2013
Book One:
Love can be such a “coulda, woulda, shoulda” song sometimes…
Lucia Mpobo-Riddell could have been a dancer like the rest of women of her
family but instead she chose music. Marcus Grant could have been a doctor like
the rest of his family but instead he chose music. She also could have not
fallen for Marcus on her birthday but she did. And Marcus, he could have told
Lucia the truth about his real reason for being in Toronto that night, but he
didn’t. Now they have to deal with big reveals and consequences: Marcus almost
stealing her job and being force to work on an album together. Marcus, because
he couldn’t swallow his pride, leaves Toronto and goes home to London. Lucia, because
she just couldn’t give up on her first amazing opportunity to produce a whole
album. And to complicate the situation further, the band they’re working for is
not the easiest one. Mary Gillis, Marcus’ on and off flame, still has a hold on
him. Greg McMullen, Lucia’s close friend and former dance partner is back in
town and has been in love with her for years. Then there’s Marcus and Lucia, in
the middle of their own a professional and personal tug-of- war with each over
and the rest of the world. But maybe things could still work out… All things
considered, this could have been one heck of a love song!
This Would Have Been Our Song! Catchy tunes and dancers’ tales – Book Two
Length: 90000 words/ 350 pages
Release date: January 18 2014
Marcus,
Greg and Lucia are back in the second part of their journey to their perfect
love song... will they finally find it?
Book Two: This would have been their perfect love song…
It has been two years since Lucia Mpobo-Riddell has made her choice between the
two men in her life. She and her beloved would have been perfectly happy if it
wasn’t for… the constant distractions from her past, her sister Noor’s
complicated life, her own doubts and fears. Maybe there wasn’t such a thing as
perfection and this was a lesson that Lucia was going to learn the hard way.
Greg McMullen and Marcus Grant’s lives had been affected by Lucia’s choice that
day in Glasgow two years ago. Since then one had been fighting to keep her when
the other had been relentlessly trying to get her back. It soon became apparent
to them that she wasn’t the Lucia they met and fell in love with anymore. Her
life and priorities had completely shifted. To even consider keeping her or
just getting her back, they would have to accept it or they would have to let
her go. But would they ever be able to do either?
Excerpt - Book One, Lucia and Marcus first day
Nella
whispered to me as I was leaving, “That’s not right, Marcus.”
Lucia
led me to the dance floor downstairs and I spun her around.
“Oh my, Twinkle Toes, you
weren’t kidding earlier; you do
know how to dance. Let’s do this!” And we did. We danced to the next song, then the next and
the next. Lucia was sometimes lip-singing to the words, staring straight into
my eyes. Eventually, her hands traveled from my back to the back of my head and
she lowered it and kissed me – a soft, sweet, teasing
kiss. I couldn’t let her get away with that
and deepened that kiss. She tasted like champagne and something else, something
addictive and of course, I instantly got hooked on it.
She
slowly released my lips. “Hi, Twinkle Toes.”
“Hi Luce,” I whispered against hers and took them again. I held her
closer and tighter to me. I looked around and noticed that Nella, Noor and even
John were also dancing like the professional dancers they were. Show offs!
Lucia was very good too. I’ve been blessed with rhythms
but five years in the Royal Academy of Music with John made me much better.
“I need to know” by Marc Anthony started and
John came to us, leaving Nella dancing with someone else.
“May I? I really like what I’ve seen so far.”
Not even waiting for a response, he took Lucia away from me with a wink.
“Of course you can,” she giggled, then announced, “Now dancing the samba, Lucia and her partner, John.” And I watched as they started to execute a perfect samba.
Scratch that; it was a professionally executed one and John had never been an
easy-to-follow partner. I went to Noor and we started dancing.
“She’s adorable isn’t
she?” she said.
My
look shifted toward John and Lucia, dancing and laughing. “Yes she is,”
I answered, smiling to her. “And so are you.”
“I know,” she smirked back.
“Is she a professional dancer
too?”
“Until the age of twenty she
was the best dancer I’d ever seen,” she answered. “She
moved to other passions after that.”
My
gaze was always on Lucia and hers on mine. By the time they started to play “No me Ames” I went to get her back from
John.
“Missed me, Luce?” I asked her.
She
brought her lips to mine for a kiss –
a real, deep, long kiss. “John is a better dancer,” she answered.
“I bet. He does this for a
living,” I said before kissing her
again. “What’s with the Marc Anthony marathon here?”
Lucia
laughed, turning around and pressing her back against my chest. It felt
amazing. “Noor’s doing, I’m sure.” Her hands were caressing my face and I kissed her neck. “It’s her favorite singer.”
She
turned around at the end of the song. I couldn’t
speak anymore; my body was in full arousal. I kissed her with all I had and she
kissed me back, matching the same passion.
“Luce, you are so beautiful,” I hoarsely said.
“You’re not so bad yourself, Just Marcus.” Her fingers were under my shirt now; she kissed me some
more then whispered “Do you want to get out of
here?”
How
could I say no? There was at least one good reason, but all I could think about
was her lips, her smell, her touch, her smile. “Noor?” I whispered back.
“Like a cat always, she falls
on her feet,” she laughed. “Andrew is waiting for her outside; we’ve all been drinking way too much.”
“Lead the way then.”
She
took my hand and led to the exit. I took my jacket after a quick, awkward
farewell to John and Nella. Lucia hugged them both then we headed outside. Noor
was already there kissing somebody I presumed to be her fiancé. She waved us
goodbye and got into his car. Now it was just Lucia and me. I hailed a taxi and
kissed her. I looked at her sweet, trusting face and felt like a real dick. She
kissed my neck, giggling, and for some reason I giggled back. At that moment I
was sure we would be able to talk about the whole Second Coming situation in
the morning. But we never did. So now I’m
going to have to confront her tomorrow. I really should have rung her.
Meet
Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba The Author, The Blogger, The Cheeky Reviewer
“My
life journey is like my playlist, amazingly unique but full of contradictions
with surprising joys with every song...”
In
the past two years, while living in Canada, England and France I wrote four
novels: This Could Have Been Our Song! A coulda woulda shoulda ballad... (Book
one) currently available on amazon, iTunes, Kobo, Barnes and Nobles and
Smashwords. The sequel This Would Have Been Our Song! Catchy tune and dancers’
tales has been in January 2014. Bird Of Prey, my first mystery romance novel
has been released in October 7th, 2013 and its first sequel The Plot Thickens
(a novella) in December. The second one Polliannah Got Married! will be
released in April 2014 or earlier. I’m currently residing in Paris, France.
Twitter:
@weissdaughter
