Spotlight & Giveaway: Nobody’s Princess by Sarah Hegger

Posted February 21st, 2016 by in Blog, Spotlight / 100 comments

Today it is my pleasure to Welcome author Sarah Hegger to HJ!

Hi Sarah Hegger and welcome to HJ! We’re so excited to chat with you about your new release, Nobody’s Princess!

Hi, it’s always great to be here.

Tell us about the book with this fun little challenge using the title of the book:

I think I’ll just focus on the second part of the title: Princess

nobodysprincessP is for pretty and how Tiffany has come to value herself only for her looks
R is for road trip (because there is one)
I is for integers because our Tiffany is a secret math geek
N is for nerd, because Thomas is a hot one of those
C is for clueless because our Tiffany spends most of the book floundering around
E is for engaged, which Tiffany wants to be. Unfortunately she’s still married
S is for secrets, because our Tiffany’s world is teetering on a pile of those
S for sport’s car this time. A vintage Lamborghini Miura (and I still have to check how to spell Lamborghini)


What’s your favorite line(s) from the book?:

At a really pivotal point for Tiffany, Thomas comes up with this:

He lifted her hand and kissed it. “All this and she’s a geek, too? I must have died and gone to heaven.”

I love the way he accepts her for who she is.


Please tell us a little about the characters in your book. What first attracts your Hero to the Heroine and vice versa?

Tiffany is attracted to Thomas because of his smile. It’s a little bit boy-next-door until you look in his eyes, and then you see the bad boy lurking inside. She also likes the way he accepts people for who and what they are. He has a warm, all embracing way of viewing the world that draws her in.

Thomas is drawn to Tiffany’s looks at first. She’s one good-looking lady. But what really appeals to him are all the contradictions she presents. She’s a hot mess for sure, and he can’t help trying to find out how she got into this situation in the first place.


When you sat down to start this book, what was the biggest challenge you faced? What were you most excited about?

Tiffany hides behind being just a pretty face. Over the years, people have cast her into the role of being dumb, and she has played along because it’s easier that way. I loved playing with that duality, but it got tough at times to make sure the reader could see what Tiffany couldn’t see about herself. I needed the reader to know that she was smart, a little bit geeky, funny and charming. Even if all Tiffany saw when she looked at herself was a pretty face hiding an empty head.


What, in your mind, makes this book stand out?

The entire series is about women finding their truth, and living that truth. My heroines don’t get a happily ever after and then discover who they really are. They have to find themselves, accept who they are, and then they get their forever-man. A wonderful relationship is the reward for having found your truth.


The First Kiss…

Tiffany plants a sloppy, drunken kiss on Thomas a little earlier, but this is the first ‘real’ kiss:

He grabbed his beer, but kept her caged with his knees. The denim pulled taut over the muscles of his thighs. They really were great thighs. The sort you could dig your fingers into and there would be no give. Her fingers twitched, but she kept them to herself. Her gaze strayed to the front of his T-shirt. May the F = ma be with you.
“I think you’re beautiful, too.” Oops. She hadn’t really meant to say that. Okay, maybe a little.
His glass clunked back on the bar. “Beautiful?”
“In a totally manly way.”
“Of course.”
Her bad, bad fingers moved up, hovered over a thigh, and then traced the lettering over his chest. Hard all the way. Hard and hot to the touch. “What does it mean?”
“May the mass times acceleration be with you. Mass times acceleration is force. So, may the Force be with you.”
“Oh.” She got it. “Newton.”
“You’re such a geek.”
“I really want to kiss you.”
“Ever been kissed by a geek?”
“No, but I really want to.” Her gaze flew up to his. She’d like to blame the drink—but not this time, sister. Her pulse kicked up and pounded in her neck.
His gaze got hotter and dropped to her mouth. He was going to kiss her. Hallelujah! She stopped breathing as he dipped his head toward her.
He paused within a heartbeat of her mouth. The choice was hers. His breath huffed warm against her mouth. The pull between them tugged harder, insistent. YOLO.
Tiffany hopped off her bar stool. She grabbed a fistful of his geek shirt, tugged, and docked her mouth to his. So good. The touch of his mouth shot right through her, and her toes curled.


If your book was optioned for a movie, what scene would you use for the audition of the main characters and why?

I think it would have to be the first time Tiffany and Thomas meet. First impressions count, and Tiffany gets the wrong one. In the opening scene, Tiffany who works as a photographer’s assistant is trying to line up a racial cross-section of men for an underwear commercial. Her white male is missing, and Thomas walks in…

“Hi, I’m looking for Tiffany?” A deep voice spoke from behind her.
Tiffany whirled on her four-inch heels and looked up. And up some more. Oh, thank you, sweet Jesus. Her white boy was here and he was gorgeous. His blond hair was cropped close to his scalp. It brought all your attention straight to that face. And what a face. You could break rocks on that jawline. The straight blade of his nose rescued him from pretty, but the mouth beneath it curved full and etched, made for nibbling on.
Tiffany did a quick, happy two-step. He even had beautiful blue eyes. He might be a shade on the tall side, but they could fake that a bit. Not as young as she’d first thought, but makeup would fix that. Two vertical lines between his eyebrows gave off a sort of don’t mess with me vibe. She beamed at him. “You’re perfect.”
He raised an eyebrow, and returned her smile cautiously.
Oh, yes, yes, yes. He had one of those smiles, all innocent on the outside until you looked into those bad-boy eyes. Scrap the Botox, those laugh lines were smoking hot. She did a quick body scan. Nice. Very nice. If he looked as good out of that tight T-shirt as he did in it. Seriously, where had this boy been hiding himself?
Tiffany patted the sort of forearm that could be best friends with a jackhammer, and mentally forgave the casting agent. “Okay.” She stretched her fingers to capacity to grip his arm. Wow! And this from a girl who worked with wow every day. “We are going to have to hurry. Strip and let’s get you all pumped up.”
“Where the hell have you been?” Piers snarled. “Your call time was one thirty.”
Blondie opened his mouth to reply. Tiffany spun him toward makeup. No good arguing with Piers when he was on a tear. A waste of time they didn’t have. Things were turning around. The white boy was here, and he was gorgeous. The shoot would finish on time, and then she could deal with Lola. And still have time to prepare herself for the night.
Blondie stood there giving the other models a thorough eye scan. Gay. What a shame.
She shook her head at herself. What did it matter? She was practically an engaged woman.
Blondie hovered at her side.
Clichés sucked, but some of these boys had no brain beneath all that brawn. Hooking her hands beneath the hem of his T-shirt, she tugged. “You have to take this off for makeup.”
“Are you taking my clothes off?” Blondie folded his huge paws around hers and stopped her. He had a great voice, like hot chocolate laced with rum. The sort of voice that would do great bedtime stories.
She hauled back on her thought path. “You have to strip.”
He looked right at her. Not past her or around her, but right at her as if he wanted to see straight into the center of her.
“Strip?” Up went one eyebrow.
Something she didn’t want to name crackled through the space between them. Sweat prickled her palms. Her hands were still fisted around his shirt, exposing about two inches of stomach. He had a garden path trail of hair disappearing below the low-slung waist of his jeans. That would have to go. Pity. Tiffany dragged her stare off his navel and focused on the writing on the front of his T-shirt: Never trust an atom—they make up everything.
Cool shirt. She and Blondie were probably the only two people in the world who thought it was funny. “Yes, strip.”
She pulled at the shirt and his hands tightened over hers. Tiffany glared up at him. Following up on late with an attack of modesty? Unbelievable. Did he think he would be modeling undershirts and long johns? “You have to take it all off.”
“Normally I get dinner first.” Those bad-boy eyes danced at her, inviting her to share the joke. For a second, she badly wanted to.
“Tiffany, sweetie.” Tyrone appeared beside her. “That’s not your model.”
“What?” Tiffany stared at Blondie. Of course he was her model, because otherwise she was stripping . . . A whimper caught in her throat.


If your hero had a sexy-times play list, what song(s) would have to be on it?

This one has me stumped, because unlike a lot of authors I know, I can’t listen to music while I write. I have to cheat a bit and tell you that the whole idea for the book was triggered by a Carrie Underwood song, “Before He Cheats.” I heard that song and wondered what would make a woman that mad as to trash her lover’s car. This is part of why Tiffany is in the tangle she’s in at the start of the book.


What do you want people to take away from reading this book?

That you can find love and hope in the most unlikely places. Just when you think you know what you want, life steps in and gives you what you need.


What are you currently working on? What other releases do you have planned for 2016?

I’m currently working on a new contemporary series, Ghost Falls, which doesn’t release until 2017.

But for this year, I’m releasing two more medieval romances in my Sir Arthur’s Legacy series. If you know the series, then this will be books #3 and #4, “Conquering William” and “Roger’s Bride.” They hit the shelves in August and December, respectively.

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Excerpt from Nobody’s Princess:

The studio tilted around Tiffany.
“Is there somewhere we can talk?” Blondie glanced at Piers and back at her.
“Luke?” She forced the name past her stiff lips. “You want to talk about Luke?”
Threes, trouble always came in threes. Someone must have proven that. What were the odds? She needed to work out the odds. First the date, then Lola, returning her call today of all days. Now this guy showing up out of nowhere. Her fingers twitched to write this down, try to find the connection. The pink book beckoned from her tote bag.
“Yes.” Blondie smiled down at her. “His stepmother—Lola, is it? She told me where to find you.”
Son of a bitch! She should never have contacted Lola. That was her first mistake. Nothing good ever came of contacting Luke’s family. Only, with the proposal looming and the way things stood, she hadn’t really seen an option. She couldn’t very well accept the proposal of one man while she was still married to another. “I don’t have time to talk about Luke.” Ever. “And ex. He’s my ex-husband.”
Up went Blondie’s eyebrow. “Um, not according to—”
“He’s my ex because I say he is.” Her breath sawed through her mouth. She forced it to slow down. Nobody but Lola knew she and Luke were still married.
“O-kay.” Blondie held up his hands in surrender. “Whatever, but I still need to talk to you about Luke.”
“Well, hello.” Piers slithered up beside her. His gaze fixed over her head. “And who might you be?”
This was all she needed, Piers asking questions.
“Thomas.” He held out his hand to Piers. “Thomas Hunter.” The name suited him, direct and no-nonsense.
Piers slid his fingers into Blondie’s—Thomas’s—and leered over his slow hand squeeze.
“Are you a model?”
“No.” Thomas gave a rumble of laughter. “I’m an engineer.”
“A real man, then?” Piers sidled a bit closer. “You should consider modeling. You have fabulous bone structure.”
“My mother will be pleased to hear it.” Thomas slid his hands into the back pockets of his jeans and smiled down easily at Piers. “Actually, I just needed Tiffany.”
The way he said that made her belly tighten. Her phone pinged. And right on time, Lola crashed the party. At least she’d given up calling and was sending texts. Tiffany had a thing or two to say to Lola about sending hot blond men to her place of work. Men who knew Luke and knew he was still her husband.
“We all need Tiffany.” Piers put his arm around her shoulder and tugged her closer. Tiffany almost lost her balance. “I need her now and you can have her later.”
“Um, no.” Tiffany wriggled out from beneath Piers’s arm. God, she could smack him. His little display of affection was only to impress on Thomas that he wasn’t really a screaming bitch. But then, she only had a few more hours to put up with him. “I can’t see him later. I have a date.”
Piers threw her a look that said he didn’t give a shit.
“Why don’t I take your number and I can call you later,” Thomas said.
“Look.” She needed to shake him off before he screwed up everything. “I—”
“Here.” Piers grabbed the phone out of Thomas’s hand. His fingers flew across the touchpad. “This is Tiffany’s cell and I put mine in there as well. Just in case. You can call me anytime for anything.”
“Um, thanks.” Thomas peered down at his phone.
Tiffany twitched to snatch it and start deleting. Piers really shouldn’t be handing out her number to anyone, particularly not Luke’s friends. Luke was out of her life, gone, over, except for the car. And the divorce.
“I’ll call you later,” Thomas said.
“Don’t.” Tiffany stepped away from him. “I have nothing to say about Luke.”
“Yeah.” He pulled a rueful face. “That’s not going to work for me. I can see you’re busy, so I’ll call you later.”
He turned and strolled his very fine ass away from her.
Tiffany smirked at his broad back. Not if I see you first.

Excerpts. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.


Book Info:

Sarah Hegger is back with another delightful Willow Park Romance, but this time the road to love might be a little bumpy…

Tiffany Desjardins has a plan. Well, she had a plan, until her past and all its complications came back to haunt her. Her not-quite-ex-husband, Luke, is missing, and suddenly everyone needs to find him–including Tiffany, if she wants to marry the true man of her dreams. Then there’s Thomas Hunter, Luke’s brawny friend, who won’t take “no road trip” for an answer–and who won’t stop showing up in her daydreams…

Thomas couldn’t care less about Luke’s personal life, but he needs to find him if he’s going to make his fledgling minerals and metals company a reality. And if that means following Tiffany, who’s taken off in Luke’s rare Lamborghini Miura, he’s more than willing–especially if there might be a chance to negotiate some of Tiffany’s lovely curves. As Tiffany and Thomas speed along without a map, the only destination that seems certain is being together…
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Meet the Author:

Sarah HeggerBorn British and raised in South Africa, Sarah Hegger suffers from an incurable case of wanderlust. Her match? A hot Canadian engineer, whose marriage proposal she accepted six short weeks after they first met. Together they’ve made homes in seven different cities across three different continents (and back again once or twice). If only it made her multilingual, but the best she can manage is idiosyncratic English, fluent Afrikaans, conversant Russian, pigeon Portuguese, even worse Zulu and enough French to get herself into trouble.

Mimicking her globe trotting adventures, Sarah’s career path began as a gainfully employed actress, drifted into public relations, settled a moment in advertising, and eventually took root in the fertile soil of her first love, writing. She also moonlights as a wife and mother.

She currently lives in Littleton, Colorado, with her teenage daughters, two Golden Retrievers and aforementioned husband. Part footloose buccaneer, part quixotic observer of life, Sarah’s restless heart is most content when reading or writing books.
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100 Responses to “Spotlight & Giveaway: Nobody’s Princess by Sarah Hegger”

  1. Mary Preston

    It really does depend upon the family I think. I was raised to believe that I could achieve all I wanted to be. The focus was never on appearance.

  2. Vicki

    Maybe at one time. I don’t think as much as now although it might depend on your family. That has never been a factor in my family.

    • Sarah Hegger

      I think you’re right about family. I have teen girls and what I see in their peer group is not always heartening. But then hasn’t every generation said that about teens LOL

    • sarahhegger

      While I agree that is used to be worse, Vicki, I still see girls getting this message. I’m trying—accent on the trying—to raise teen girls, and what I see and hear amongst their peers makes me a bit sad. I really thought we were done with this nonsense

  3. Mandy R

    I was never taught that way, but I do view my looks as just one of the weapons in my arsenal.

  4. Veronika

    I think it depends on the family. While my parents would say you’re pretty and all that, there was more of a focus on trying your best in whatever you’re doing.

    • Sarah Hegger

      I suppose, and this is my experience, in my family we were also encouraged to succeed, but only the girls were praised for looks as well. It didn’t seem as important with the boys.

    • Sarah Hegger

      While I agree with you, Veronika, I must say that the boys were never praised for their looks in my family

  5. Trudy

    It was in my family. My sister was the “California girl” and my dad treated her as such. She didn’t even have to mow the front yard because she was too pretty. I got to do it.

  6. angela smith

    in my family we never worried about looks.i’ve never worn makeup or styled my hair.i never wanted to be bothered with that was a waste of time to me.

  7. Winnie Lim

    I don’t think it’s really true. I think it depends on the family. Luckily for mine, my parents value the ability to think more so reading was cultivated at a very young age.

  8. laurieg72

    When I was growing up there were few divorces, women were expected to marry. Now woman have their own careers and are expected to use their brains. Having children is a co-operation between the partners sharing the chores and responsibilities raising them entails. Looks may get you in the door easier but you have to have the smarts to get the job or keep the job. All women can be attractive if you smile and are pleasant.

    • sarahhegger

      Laurie, I’ve always been a firm believe that girls get a lot of their sense of value from their fathers. They way their father treats them is often the respect they will demand from a partner.

  9. eskiemama23

    With my daughter she has a beautiful caring soul & that’s what people see, just not her beautiful looks. I have taught her it is not what is on the outside but the inside, & thankfully to me that is want she caught onto, now my sons totally the opposite…lol.. but they still have a caring soul. So I guess it depends all on the family.

  10. Debra Guyette

    I do think it was true in the past but not as much now. You can try and raise your daughters but they are exposed to TV on a regular basis and only beautiful women make it on TV. There are very few but not many

    • Sarah Hegger

      Debra, as the mother of girls, I feel like I’m fighting an uphill battle against what they see on television. Particularly around this pressure to be skinny.

    • sarahhegger

      TV can be the devil with teen girls, Debra. I’m raising two and it’s an uphill battle of the images they see versus the things I try and instill in them

  11. janinecatmom

    I wasn’t taught to value myself. If anything, the actions of my family caused me to see every imperfection and caused me to have very low self esteem.

  12. Hadassah

    I don’t think that way. My parents raised me to value what was inside first. If what is inside is not pretty, everything on the outside would be in vain.

  13. Kate Sparks

    You should be careful what you say to a small child… don’t comment on their looks… comment on what they are participating … ask questions…

  14. kermitsgirl

    That was never true for me, but that could be a result of being one girl with 4 brothers and my parents treating all of us exactly the same. When I was very anxious about the size of my chest as a teenager, my mom sat me down and said she was grateful I didn’t inherit her ample bust because she never knew if guys really liked her because of her, or because of her chest. I never worried about how I looked again.

  15. Debbi Wellenstein

    I grew up at a time where if you weren’t married by 21, you were considered a failure as a woman. (I may exaggerate a little!) I think things have changed some, but women are more valued if they’re pretty. I sound a bit cynical, unfortunately!

  16. Lisa M

    sadly I do … I am thankful my mother didn’t teach me that but I know many of my friends were and I know I felt like I was never pretty enough to ‘get the guy’
    I think tv and magazines doesn’t help …they are filled with tiny overly made up girls and those girls ALWAYS get the man …
    WE need to change this

    • sarahhegger

      Lisa, I couldn’t agree more. TV and magazines make raising girls today very difficult. And as women, we are the target market for these images. We can change them.

      • Lisa M

        I have two girls and both are beautiful of course 😉
        but I know they feel pressure, through no fault of mine … bigger breasts, bigger booty, nicer hair, tighter clothes, etc
        we keep dialog open and discuss it … my oldest daughter just had a baby girl so it’s important we change things
        I was thrilled to see a plus size woman on the cover of sports illustrated … it’s a good start

  17. kim amundsen

    My mother never taught me nothing my grandparents were more my parents but my grandmother never taught me much either.

  18. Tammy V.

    When I was in school I think so more than now. My daughters were friends with all types of people in school. I think now it is more about individuality than anything.

    • sarahhegger

      Tammy, I just keep thinking of that Pink song, “Stupid Girls” and this line in particular “What happened to the dreams of the girl president. She’s dancing on the video next to 50 Cent.”

  19. Rita Wray

    I always felt I wasn’t good enough. I don’t think my parents did it on purpose it just was that way.

    • sarahhegger

      I think I’m the same, Rita. I can’t point to one thing specifically, but it was an uphill battle to learn my own worth. And I must say, that feeling of not good enough still pokes its head up.

  20. Marsha Burns

    If there nice looking, they thank there better then everybody else. I look okay i guess.

    • sarahhegger

      You know, Marsha, I’ve found that a lot of women I thought were confident in the way they looked, were actually hiding a whole boatload of their own insecurities.

  21. Kathleen Bylsma

    In today’s day and age of “celebrity”, it seems that way, although the trend also seems to be changing e.g. Demi Lovato.
    In my youth, it was what you were capable of, not what you looked like….

  22. Colleen C.

    My grandmother always showed us that beauty is from within… my parents let us grow up to be ourselves…

  23. Peggy Clayton

    I was brought up in a foster home that made me feel like i was the scum of the earth that we were the lowest type of kids, So when i got to visit my grandma she treated me just like a person and i got to eat what she ate etc.. Needless to say for many years I have had to do alot of thinking and trying to overcome alot but I have come a long way being a teacher before becoming disabled with a severe nerve disease. I brought up my daughter to be strong and know that she is that way and she knows right from wrong although she is 37. Her daughter is also a strong person at age 14 and she has gone thru alot for her life but she knows that there are ones that love her and someday she will realize that her mom doesn;t always do the right thing. Hopefully she won;t follow in her footsteps.

  24. Jane Nelson

    It was never the main focus in my family. My parents & grandparents always made sure to value me for my smarts and not to worry about what I looked like.

  25. Emmy

    Not in my family. We (four girls) were pushed to study! study! study! 🙂 and there was never any emphasis on looks.

  26. Natasha Persaud

    I don’t think that’s true.. I’ve been taught to value myself and my mind and brain over beauty everybody is beautiful in their own way but not everyone possesses the brain to go with it

  27. Banana cake

    I think for some people that may be true but my parents always said intelligence was important. Someone’s personality can make them beautiful and in can also make a person ugly.

  28. Terrill Rosado

    Depending on what happens at home, for the most part, can have a huge influence on what girls think of themselves and how they are valued. Of course, the influence of media and peers is hard to control, but it is the role of the parent to be our children’s first educator and teach them discernment.

  29. Meredith Miller

    Unfortunately, I think it is for the most part. I think there are some parents that are trying to fight against it, but look at any magazine rack and you’ll see beauty and not skill on the covers and in the content. We have tons of magazines devoted to makeup and fashion, but very few aimed at women for skill.

      • Meredith Miller

        Exactly. I mean, there are trade publications for professionals (which are expensive and not readily available at the checkout counter), but we don’t have anything aimed at young women to guide them to do more than how to be sexy and attract a man. On the other side, we have several magazines aimed at young boys that contain articles about hobbies and science. This could be a very long conversation! Thanks for responding!

  30. Nicole Wetherington

    I definitely felt this way as a young girl, but I’ve learned as I’ve grown how much it matters to value yourself for who you are and not by your looks!

    • Sarah Hegger

      I so relate to that, Nicole. It’s been a process of reprogramming my thoughts and beliefs around myself.

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