Guest Blogger: Zrinka Jelic

Yea!  My very first guest blogger, Zrinka Jelic!  Zrinka hails from Ontario, Canada where she resides with her husband and two children.  She is a member of the Romance Writers of America and its’ chapter, “Fantasy Futuristic & Paranormal,” as well as Savvy Authors.  She writes contemporary fiction — which leans toward the paranormal — and adds a pinch of history.  Her characters come from all walks of life, and although she prefers red, she believes that romance comes in many colors.  Given Jelic’s love for her native Croatia and the Adriatic Sea, her characters usually find themselves dealing with a fair amount of sunshine, but that’s about the only break they get.  “Alas,” says Jelic with a grin, “some rain must fall in everyone’s life.”

Here is an overview of her book titled, “Bonded by Crimson:”

Love isn’t in the cards for her…

After her short failed marriage, Kate tries to rebuild her life and takes a position as a nanny to three small boys. She quickly grows to love them, but their father terrifies her, while igniting a passion she didn’t know she possessed. Disturbed by his distant manner with his sons, Kate struggles to make him more involved in the boys’ daily lives. Her efforts are mysteriously supported by an entity that cannot really exist. Or can she? And if she does exist, is she really trying to help Kate, or just take over her body?

But when he deals the hand, all bets are off…

Six years after his beloved wife passed away, Matthias Zrin is still trying to become the father she wanted him to be. Not an easy task for a three-centuries-old immortal. His search for the ultimate nanny ends when Kate Rokov stumbles to his home and into his arms. The immediate attraction he feels for her seems like a betrayal of his dead wife, a love he’s harboured for over three hundred years. But when Kate is stalked by a deadly stranger, the life he clung to in the past begins to crumble and break down. Can Matthias learn to trust and to love again in time to save his family from disaster, or will his stubborn pride destroy everything worth living for?

Zrinka has been wonderful enough to give us an excerpt:

“So, how were the boys born?” She squirmed. Perhaps his arm was heavy. He lowered his limb to her waist.

A big gulp of his beer failed to boost his courage.  “Well.” He sighed. “I still cannot bring myself to say the dreaded word in your presence.”

“Then act it out, maybe I’ll guess.”

He grimaced. “That would be worse, much worse.”

She cocked her head. “If you’re to whisper it in my ear, would that make it easier?”

“Maybe.” Her jasmine lotion enticed his senses and stirred the need in him when he leaned closer.

“I started.” He drew in a long breath. “To…ejaculate.” Then he sat straight and took another sip. “There, I said it.”

She burst out laughing. “That’s it? I’m sorry. You’re a doctor, why would you be embarrassed to say it? I’m sure you must’ve heard worse.”

“I have, but I’m very old school.”

“I noticed.” She brought the glass to her lips. “Besides, I had no idea you couldn’t before.”

“Once I became immortal, some of my bodily functions ceased. Only true love evoked the feelings inside me that could cause my body to respond. While I could please a woman, I couldn’t father a child.” He paused. What possessed him to explain these things to her? He never discussed them with Emina.


You can find, “Bonded by Crimson” by Zrinka Jelic here:  

You can also view Zrinka’s blog here: 

Come back on Friday, September 21st where I will interview Zrinka about her novel and she will giveaway a copy of her book to one lucky person who posts a comment here on this blog (I will let her choose the winner).  

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