Nikki Jefford is a third generation Alaskan who loves fictional bad boys and heroines who kick butt. She writes edgy teen fiction, including the Spellbound Trilogy and Aurora Sky: Vampire Hunter.
Nikki married Sébastien, the love of her life, while working as a teaching assistant in France. They now reside in the not-so-tropical San Juan Islands, 70 miles northeast of Forks, Washington.
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Being Charlene (Entangled, Spellbound #1)
IN THIS SCENE: After Graylee Perez is brought back to life she must pretend to be her twin sister Charlene while she’s stuck sharing her body. To “help” her out, Charlene has started a communications notebook instructing Gray on ‘How to be Charlene.’
“…for now I’m supposed to pretend to be Charlene?”
Mom brought a notebook over. “Yes, and your sister left some notes to help you out.”
Gray stared at the notebook a moment before taking it. She flipped it open.
NO MORE PIZZA, YOU PIG!!! I GAINED 2 POUNDS BECAUSE OF YOU!
No wearing your clothes in public. I will choose an outfit for you to wear to school on the days you’re me.
Hair must be worn down. No pig tails, pony tails, hair clips or goofy Princess Leia style buns on the side of your head.
No leaving the house without makeup. I have taped examples and tips in the following pages on how to create a smoky eye.
Gray flipped back to several pages of magazine print and step-by-step illustrated guides for creating a smoldering look. She flipped back to the front page.
No speaking to anyone at McKinley who isn’t on the approved list (see the following pages). Don’t even think about trying to visit with your old friends unless you want to get us committed to an insane asylum.
Absolutely no—UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES—having sex with Blake.
Gray looked up, her face still contorted. “Did you read this?”
Mom was putting away the brown sugar. “No, Charlene told me not to.”
“And you listened to her?”
Mom looked directly at Gray. “She said it was private.”
More like psychotic.
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Magical Mischief (Duplicity, Spellbound #2)
IN THIS SCENE: Everything goes topsy-turvy in Duplicity. Spells start backfiring and Gray, “Lee”, is in for an unwelcome surprise when a duplicate of herself shows up to compete for the attentions of Raj and their mom. But first things first. ;)
Lee unhooked her bra. Suddenly she was gone.
Not gone, gone, but invisible. She re-clasped her bra, which might have been humorous if she’d been thinking straight because it wasn’t like anyone could see her.
Raj’s brows rose right before he chuckled. “If you didn’t want me to see you naked, you could have kept your clothes on.”
“Raj, this isn’t funny. I didn’t make myself invisible.”
“It’s okay, you’re not ready. You know I’m in no rush.”
“I’m ready! Seriously, this has never happened to me before.”
“Okay, so make yourself visible again.”
Lee stomped her foot. “I’m trying!” Etch A Sketch, M.C. Escher’s Drawing Hands—nothing was working.
Raj chuckled again. “I thought guys were the ones with performance anxiety.”
“Stop making fun of me.”
“I’m not. Need help?”
There was a brief pause followed by a huff of frustration. “Fine. Fill me in. Whatever.”
Raj was still grinning until his clothes ripped off his body. They fell in tatters to the tapestry rug at his feet.
“Someone’s eager.” Lee was happy to be the one on the teasing end of things this round.
Raj instantly turned red and quickly cupped himself with his left hand in an attempt to cover his…parts. “That wasn’t me!”
Lee had to laugh at the way Raj’s eyes darted around the room trying to find her.
“Are you staring at me? Don’t look at me!”
“I never pegged you as the shy type.”
“I’m not. I just don’t like you staring when I can’t see you.”
“Fine, I’m not looking at you.” But she was. She was ogling every inch of him at the moment. Sixth hour weight training was doing wonders for Raj’s physique. Not that she’d ever found it lacking. He was all tight, toned muscle tinged in rich, dark Indian skin.
Lee wet her lips. It wasn’t like he’d see the gesture.
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Surprise Performance (Enchantment, Spellbound #3)
IN THIS SCENE: Gray goes to Barcelona for a summer of escape only to run into her old adversary, Adrian Montez, when her friends surprise her by taking her to a magic performance at the theater. Things go from bad to worse when she is called on stage to volunteer as part of Adrian’s act.
“Here she comes,” Adrian said as Gray slowly made her way up the stairs on the side of the stage.
Gray was shaken, not just to see him, but that someone from her past stood not eight feet away in a country so spectacular yet unbearably lonely at times and here was a personal connection to her former life – albeit an unwelcome one.
Adrian betrayed no signs of familiarity. “What is your name?”
Gray glared at Adrian as though they were the only two people in the auditorium. His expression remained annoyingly neutral. From below, Hannah and Marco yelled, “Gray!”
Adrian smirked. He turned to his audience. “I don’t know. She doesn’t look gray to me.”
The audience laughed. Worst of all, she heard Hannah giggling before the translator even finished.
“Now then, Miss Gray, if you will step this way.”
Gray wasn’t about to step anywhere near the table with its giant saw. Adrian noticed her hesitation and said, “Don’t be afraid, my dear. I’ve done this a thousand times… and only lost one volunteer.”
The audience laughed.
Adrian reached his gloved hand out. Gray looked from the white palm of his hand to his gleaming eyes and took a step back.
“It appears the young lady is frightened.”
“Don’t be scared, Gray!” Marco yelled.
“There is nothing to fear,” Adrian called out, sweeping an arm toward the table.
“Go on, Gray!” Hannah hollered.
Could Gray come up with a plan in the ten steps it took to reach the table? Apparently not. She refused Adrian’s hand and approached the box warily.
There was no teleporting herself out of this one. Señora Contreras would never allow Gray back to the sanctuary and Gray wasn’t about to let Adrian ruin her summer in Spain. There was also the audience to consider, blissfully unaware that they were in the midst of real magic.
Once Adrian’s back turned to the audience he looked Gray over with an intimacy that bordered on inappropriate. At that moment, Gray felt as though she would have been better off facing him in a dark alley then in front of a mob screaming for her blood.
And if she let Adrian put her in the box, it most likely would be her blood.
The last time she had seen him, she had taken his blood, and now he had her right where he wanted her.
Adrian’s lips curved up. The fitted suit made him appear older and more menacing than Gray remembered. Gone was the voice of the performer. Adrian lowered his voice. “Go on Gray, get in.”
That’s it, she was out of there. They could all think of her as a coward. Better a coward than a fool. But as she backed up, Adrian caught her by the arm and hauled Gray to the step ladder. “Don’t ruin my show,” he hissed inside her ear.
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