A native of South Georgia, Linda R. Herman, has been in love with the written word since she learned to read. She’s been writing entertaining stories since elementary school and currently writes in many genres, most specifically Contemporary.
The writer is a wife and mother who works full-time as an emergency 911 dispatcher.
Where does your passion for writing come from?
My passion for writing stems from my love for reading.
If your passion for writing was a color, what color would it be and why?
Red. I love the color red. “My heart bleeds and with that passion, I pen stories that parallel reality.” Blood is red, right? LOL
How do you keep the passion burning in your relationship with storytelling?
My imagination runs WILD! There are many variations of a good plot, but it’s the characters who tell the story. Characters are who readers fall in love with and remember long after the last punctuation mark. So, I’m always thinking of new characters…people I’d like to meet…and some I’d rather not, LOL.
Nigel Alexander has everything a woman desires in a man. He’s educated, wealthy, smart, and all so sexy. The only thing is, Nigel knows he’s all that and he’s not ready to settle down, no matter how persistent Isis, his long time bed bunny, is.
Isis Cross is convinced that one day Nigel will stop his “catting around” and choose her as his bride. After all, she is equally educated, wealthy, smart, and attractive. She could have any man of her choosing but her heart chose Nigel years ago and Isis is not about to give him up.
So where does Rayna Payne fit into this perfect union Isis has created in her mind? In Isis’ opinion, she doesn’t but Nigel is quite smitten with this Southern Belle. In fact, he thinks Rayna just might be the one for him.
What Nigel doesn’t know about Rayna, Isis is prepared to bring to the light. But how far will Rayna go to keep her past in the dark?
When all is said and done, who will be the last woman standing at Nigel’s side?
Excerpt from Undeniably Torn
Nigel leaned over to Rayna, after his Dad stepped away. “Babe, I’ll be back before you know it, so don’t you go anywhere.” He pecked her on the cheek.
Although caught off guard, Rayna was appreciative that Nigel was so attentive. She turned around, in search of a restroom, when a familiar face approached her.
“So we meet again,” a feminine voice sang.
Rayna looked up to find herself standing face to face with Isis. It was just the two of them.
“Yes, how are you, Isis?” Rayna smiled sweetly while sizing up her competition. Isis was a very beautiful woman. Buttermilk skin that gave way to her mixed heritage covered her tall, slender body.
Her hazel green eyes held an air of mystery and sensuality. Even her pearly whites were perfectly straight. Model material definitely.
“I’m fine.” Isis stepped forward, closing in the small gap between her and Rayna. She lowered her voice. “But, I think we both know this little, uh, girl talk isn’t going to be about exchanging pleasantries.”
Rayna smirked facetiously. She then looked over her shoulder to make sure no one was in hearing range before she replied. Staring directly into Isis’ eyes, Rayna whispered, “So, let’s skip the bullshit and get to it.”
Isis was a little surprised by Rayna’s choice of words. She had her pegged as the good ol’ country bumpkin. Apparently, she was wrong. There was a lot more to Rayna than a sweet smile and polite conversation.
“What’s your relationship with Nigel?” Isis demanded to know.
Still smiling and not breaking eye contact, Rayna answered. “If you didn’t have an idea, you wouldn’t be asking. Would you?”
Isis’ blood boiled. How dare she be so cocky! Isis had a good mind to slap the smirk off Rayna’s face, but something in the other woman’s eyes stopped her. It’s as if Rayna was not only staring at her, but through her.
Isis cleared her throat. “I don’t know what Nigel has told you about us, but let me assure you, friends don’t do what he and I do.” Isis smiled coyly, waiting for a response from Rayna, but she offered nothing, not even a change in her facial expression.
“So, you enjoy your little fling.” Isis stressed the latter. “I’ve watched many come and go out of Nigel’s life, but I’m still here.”
“You know, Isis, that’s kind of sad. In fact, it’s downright pathetic. If Nigel was feeling you half as much as you’re feeling him, you wouldn’t have to watch so many others come and go. It would be all about you, but it’s not.” Rayna watched Isis’ beautiful face twist in anger and crumble. “Be careful when you walk away. I’d hate for you to step on your face.” Rayna started to walk off, then stopped and turned back toward Isis. “Oh, and thanks for the uh, girl talk.”