Spark. It's one thing I always tell my co-workers and friends whenever they ask me why I'm still NBSB. "Walang spark e." or "Basta may spark, I know he's the one," my usual litanya. I'm praying for him, so he'll definitely come soonest. Haha. ^_^ So, When Sparks Fly by Ms. Ines is something to look forward to, because SPARKS. Hahaha. And let me just say this, The book cover! Ugh! Gorgeous!
WHEN SPARKS FLY by Ines Bautista-Yao
Genre: Sweet Romance
SYNOPSIS
Twenty-four-year-old photographer's apprentice Regina has always felt like the plain, dull orange next to the shiny red apple that is her best friend Lana. But then she meets Ben—the first guy to ever break
Lana's heart, and the first guy to ever make Regina feel that he only has eyes for her. As Regina finds herself falling hard for Ben, she also finds herself breaking all the rules of best-friendship. Will she give up the love of her life for Lana, or will she finally realize that she deserves her share of the spotlight, too?
EXCERPTS
Regina Salvador wasn’t too sure what she was doing at El Tomador on
a work night. She had to be up and on location early the next morning, which
was going to be in, oh, maybe three hours—the Philippine sun did have a habit
of rising before six a.m. But she had promised her best friend Lana Lucero
she’d be there to support her. To support her as she drank three boys under the
table in a freaking drinking contest. Which just so happened to take place in a
dark bar, hidden along with one of the shadier streets of Makati, reeking of smoke
and blasting grunge. What was this? A throwback to their college days?
Through narrowed eyes, she watched Lana chug
down another tumbler of beer, the frothy amber liquid dribbling down the sides
of her mouth, running down her neck, and soaking through the neckline of her
white tank top, probably staining it forever. Why her friend thought she had to
do these things, she would never know. When Lana triumphantly held the tumbler
up and turned it face down to the whoops and cheers of the thickening crowd,
Regina felt someone jostle her arm, causing her to lose her balance.
“Watch it!” she snapped, feeling the
beginnings of a tirade gathering in the middle of her chest, just waiting to be
released. She was tired and worried about Lana. She didn’t want to acknowledge
it, but she thought she knew why her best friend was there. Regina didn’t even
want to admit it to herself because that would mean her best friend had it
really bad, but at the back of her mind, there was a nagging voice whining for
attention, chanting one name: Ben. Ben. Ben. Ben Marquez who didn’t call her
back after turning her world upside down and making her believe that she was
the one—the one who was going to change him, the one who was going to make him
forget about all the other girls in his life, the one he was finally going to settle
down with—at their ripe old age of twenty-four. Right.
Regina had no idea who this Ben Marquez was.
She had been out of town on another shoot when it apparently had all taken
place. She was training to be a photographer under Paulo Javellana, one of the
most sought-after lensmen in Manila. When she had gotten back from a beach
shoot in Boracay, a gorgeous island of powdery white sand and clear blue water
that was gaining popularity, Lana was already in tears. She had fallen in love,
she said. She had finally found him. The one. The guy she was going to give up
her wild, carefree days and take up an apron and a spatula for. Regina was sure
Lana didn’t even know what a spatula was.
Lana had met him at this very bar, El
Tomador, where their college friends hung out every Wednesday night after work.
He was someone’s friend from high school and had wanted a change of scene. They’d
had a drinking contest and he’d won. Lana was smitten. No one had ever beaten
her before. That was all it took. She was his. But a few days later (“Days? How
can you know you’ve found forever in a few days?” Regina was incensed. Her
irresponsible best friend had always been flighty but this was the worst she’d
seen her), he was gone. Not a call, not a text message, not an email. She
actually began stalking him, driving by his apartment and dropping by places
she thought she’d find him in. This was one of those places. And when Regina
heard what she was planning to do, she insisted on coming along. No way was
Lana going to make an utter fool of herself without backup, without someone to
take her home at the very least.
So here she was, ready to snap someone’s
head off just because he had bumped into her. “I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you?”
He had puppy dog eyes. Round, dark brown, and piercing. Regina blinked,
imagining herself getting lost in those warm pools, the angry words fizzling
out on her tongue.
“Uh, no, I…” she stammered, unable to tear
her gaze away. Well, he didn’t seem to be looking anywhere else either.
When he broke into a relieved grin, she
found herself smiling too, the tirade all but a distant memory. What was wrong
with her? She’d seen cute guys before, kissed a few of them too. But this one’s
eyes made her feel as if she weren’t in a noisy bar worrying about her best
friend drowning her brain cells in alcohol.
“Did you want another drink?” He gestured
toward her empty glass. Which had been filled with water earlier.
Regina twisted her lips in a grimace. “No, I
can’t. I have to be at the bus terminal at five.”
“Five this morning?” His eyebrows shot up.
“That’s like three hours away.”
“Yeah. I like living dangerously.” She felt
her lips twitch.
He laughed. And she felt as if she had hit
all three cherries on a slot machine. She usually didn’t talk to strange guys in
a bar, especially those with eyes that pulled you in like magnets. But then
again.
“I think a cup of coffee is your best bet.”
He didn’t even wait for her to agree. He wove his way through the heated bodies
cheering someone else on and asked the bartender for the unexpected drink.
Regina watched him walk away. He was in a
long-sleeved blue shirt and dark pants. He probably worked in an office or
something boring like that. She rebelled against what she called the corporate
life. She hated dressing in clothes people wore to an office. She had no idea
what they consisted of anyway, unless Paulo had to shoot them for a magazine
spread. But otherwise, she lived in jeans, oversized t-shirts, and Doc Martens.
With the ease in his movements, this guy looked like he lived in office
clothes. She could easily picture him in jeans and a tee though. And that made
her smile.
“Reg! What are you smiling at? Why weren’t
you watching me?” a slightly slurry Lana yelled in her ear.
Regina’s smile dropped from her face and she
grabbed her best friend’s upper arms, shaking her slightly. “Are you okay?”
“God, Reg, what’s wrong with you? Of course,
I’m okay!” Lana swung herself free from Regina’s grasp. “I won! And you didn’t
even see!”
That’s right. She didn’t. She was too busy
being charmed by… where was he anyway? She looked behind her, convinced that
Lana would understand once she met him. But he seemed to have disappeared. Was
she that exhausted that she had imagined him?
“You!”
“Hi, Lana. Congratulations.”
Regina spun around to see who Lana was
shooting daggers at with her wide, flaming eyes. Her heart sank to her stomach
when she saw who it was. He was smiling at her best friend, holding coffee in a
paper cup.
“Is that for me?” The anger in Lana’s face
was receding, as if she was willing to accept a peace offering from him. Any
peace offering.
But he didn’t take the hint. Or maybe,
wouldn’t.
“No, this is for…” He turned to Regina and
smiled again. “I’m sorry, we never introduced ourselves. I’m Ben.”
Holy Crap.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Reading and writing are close to Ines Bautista Yao's heart ever since she was a child. She graduated
from the Ateneo de Manila University with a degree in AB Communication
Arts. She has been a teacher at the Assumption College San Lorenzo and the Ateneo de Manila University's English department.
Her debut novel One Crazy Summer was first penned in 2007 when she was pregnant with her first daughter Addie. Being a mother has taken much of Ines' time so she was only able to write 13 pages of her novel. She completed her story in April 2011, while three-year-old Addie was sleeping and inspiration struck her again. Two months later her story was complete. After eight months, her dream of publishing her own book came true. The book was only launched last January 26, 2012, but Ines is already writing her second novel.
Most readers can remember Ines as the former editor-in-chief of K-Zone Magazine and Candy Magazine . At present, Ines is working as an editor of Summit Books. She is also married to photographer Marc Yao, whom she says she consults whenever she's stuck in the middle of a story she's writing.
Her debut novel One Crazy Summer was first penned in 2007 when she was pregnant with her first daughter Addie. Being a mother has taken much of Ines' time so she was only able to write 13 pages of her novel. She completed her story in April 2011, while three-year-old Addie was sleeping and inspiration struck her again. Two months later her story was complete. After eight months, her dream of publishing her own book came true. The book was only launched last January 26, 2012, but Ines is already writing her second novel.
Most readers can remember Ines as the former editor-in-chief of K-Zone Magazine and Candy Magazine . At present, Ines is working as an editor of Summit Books. She is also married to photographer Marc Yao, whom she says she consults whenever she's stuck in the middle of a story she's writing.
Congrats Ms. Ines! Yay!
I'll also be releasing something this month, more deets here Chasing...
Tweaked Book Cover Reveal: Chasing an Elusive Dream (Countdown to release day, 08.25.16)
Sunday, July 31, 2016
I made some changes with the cover of Chasing an Elusive Dream, just a bit. It's a better version. I think. Comment below, what you think? Hehe.
And here's the good news everyone!
Book 2 of the Fangirling Series will be out on August 25, 2016, and also the start of the blog tour by The Bookwhore Diaries.
This series is dedicated to all the fangirls out there!
Dreaming has been a big help to Arian in escaping reality – her not so good reality, as what she thought it is. And now her dream is unbelievably fulfilling her wishes, but what could go wrong when you’re living a life with the one you love? In her case, nothing much, it’s just that he doesn’t want her the way she wants him. An obsessed fan as she is, will she be able to let go of Sung Bin Lee – a guy who just hates her existence?
Pre-order a paperback copy? http://bit.ly/BooksbyArleneManocot
Excerpt from The Retreat by Yeyet Soriano, feel the thrill and mystery! 👊🏽
The Trip
Simon
“I’m getting too old for this,” he whispered to himself. Simon was blindfolded, heading God knows where, via an air-conditioned van. He was sure he wasn’t alone, but they had been instructed not to talk. He wasn’t going to start breaking the rules now.
But he shouldn’t complain, because he agreed to this. He signed all the paperwork. I should have asked a lawyer to check them out, he thought belatedly. The invitation was just too good to pass up, and the danger and uncertainty attached to it appealed to his adventurous side. The organizers knew him, knew his background, and yet they still invited him.
“What the hell, I need to know what happens next . . . ,” he told himself, and at sixty years old, with his spanking new senior citizen’s card in his wallet, this might be the last big adventure of his life.
Rodney
She was excited and scared at the same time. She felt the familiar feeling of flying, so she was sure she was on a plane. Going to where, she wasn’t sure. After the two-hour van ride, they were ushered into a plane. She still had a blindfold on, and she was excited. Someone helped her up the steps and strapped her in. Something big was going to happen, she could feel it. The anticipation was in every pore of her body, and her heart was beating fast.
Philip
Philip wondered what the people back home would think when they found out he had gone on a trip without letting them know. He was sure there would be some kind of commotion. Not that he would be missed, specifically, but . . . well, they would need to know where he could be found. The attraction of this retreat for Philip, apart from the deal and the money, was the chance to disappear, at least for a while. To regroup. He needed to regroup, desperately. Plus, there was Stella, of course. An opportunity he just couldn’t pass up.
He felt the spray of water on his face. After the land and the air trip, he was now on a boat, going who knows where. Not too fast, but still pretty fast enough that the sea water sprayed his face from time to time.
Maggie
This is it, Maggie thought, when the motor of the boat stopped. After hours of travel, she had arrived where the retreat was going to be held. Her last manuscript copy was in her bag, with the required seven copies already submitted before the trip started, and although it hurt to write it, she knew she had to confront it when the time came for the reading. She would also need to deal with her gut feeling about this whole exercise and how she had a sneaking suspicion that this was all staged to get her here, at this point.
Well, I am ready, Maggie thought. Bring it on.
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Let’s write Crime! Filipino writers were challenged
to write tales of dark pathways and mysterious psyches, misdemeanor and
trouble, dread and doubt.
#HeistClub was
an online workshop facilitated by Mina V. Esguerra in the last quarter of 2015.
The class was organized by Bronze Age Media and sponsored by Buqo and Enderun’s
The Study.
Each crime story had to be set in the Philippines,
and it had to be written in English.
Each story should pave the way for a series, so it should be Case #1,
with the next cases in the works for subsequent release. A foreign language
needed to be incorporated into the story,
with our sponsor, Enderun
providing writers with free translation services.
The following mentors gave invaluable tips and lessons
to the writers during the course of the workshop: Jennifer Hillier, F.H.
Batacan, R.J. Taduran, Kevin Uy, Juliet Grames, and Andrea Pasion-Flores.
In the end, sixteen crime stories were
produced. They were released in three
ebook bundles on the Buqo application early this year. The bundle names are: What We Fear, Why We Run, and What We Hide.
#HeistClub: Why We Run
·
Bayawak’s Trail by Justine
Camacho-Tajonera
·
The Fraud Hunter Book 1: Chasing
an ATM Schemer by Racquel Sarah A. Castro
·
The Retreat by Yeyet Soriano
·
Come With Me by Michael Recto
·
Inertia by Sette Luis
#HeistClub: What We Fear
· Till Death Do Us Apart by Irene Recio · Soul Makers by Jee Ann Guibone
· Classified by Georgette S. Gonzales
· High Stakes by Ana Valenzuela
· Dressed to Kill by Cassandra Javier
#HeistClub: What We Hide
·
Snakehead by Bianca Mori
·
Sampaguita by Mark Manalang
·
Let’s Play Murder by Farrah F.
Polestico
·
Corpus Delicti by Porcupine
Strongwill
·
The Flame Squad: Sly Prince by
Jessica E. Larsen
·
The Gung Ho Lady by Arlene Manocot
On June 25, 2016, at 6:00 to 9:00 PM at Enderun’s The Study, located at 4th
Floor, Podium, Ortigas Center, the sixteen stories will be officially launched
to the public. From the time they were
released in their ebook bundles, some of the authors have refined, updated and
enhanced their respective stories for release as stand-alone novels/novellas in
multiple platforms: Buqo, Kindle, Smashwords, and print.
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