Romance Your Autumn Nights Giveaway and a 99cent sale to celebrate my birthday!


Welcome to the Romance Your Autumn Nights

Kindle Giveaway! 


GRAND PRIZE – Kindle eReader + $25 Amazon gift card

1st PRIZE – $50 Amazon gift card (2 winners)

2nd PRIZE – $25 Amazon gift card (2 winners)

3rd PRIZE – $10 Amazon gift card (2 winners)

4th PRIZE – $5 Amazon gift card (2 winners)

5th Various swag items (5 winners – US only)

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My birthday is in early November and I’m turning a number I’d rather not mention. So rather than focusing on the number of years I’ve been on this earth, I’d rather concentrate on things worth celebrating. In addition to the giveaways, Protecting Kate, Book One in Dark Horse Inc., is on sale for 99 cents. I’m almost finished writing the third book in the series and I am beyond happy that my favorite season has finally arrived. I have many exciting things coming my way and I can’t think of a better time or reason to celebrate.

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Fall Into Romance Kindle Giveaway!

Welcome to the Fall Into Romance Kindle Giveaway! 


I’m Participating in the Fall Into Romance Kindle Giveaway hosted by Nicole Morgan. It’s her birthday and she wanted to celebrate with everyone. It runs from Sept 9th though Oct. 14th.


GRAND PRIZE – Kindle eReader + $25 Amazon gift card

1st PRIZE – $50 Amazon gift card (2 winners)

2nd PRIZE – $50 Amazon gift card (2 winners)

3rd Genuine blue topaz earrings (US only)

4th Signed paperback copy of Dominant Persuasions (US only)

5th Various swag items (3 winners – US only)



The wonderful and talented authors who have made this giveaway possible: 


Nicole Morgan, Sharon Hamilton, Desiree Holt, Laura Taylor, Sarah Jane Butfield, Mimi Barbour, Cynthia Woolf, Bethany Shaw, Jerrie Alexander, Elizabeth Marx, Kristine Cayne, Janice Seagraves, Beth Caudill, Olga Núñez Miret, Lisa Gillis, Denyse Bridger, Misha Carver, Laxmi Hariharan, Tina Donahue, Susanne Leist, Lisa Kessler, Tamara Ferguson, Amy J. Hawthorn, Kym Roberts



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July update

I have just a quick summer update.

-On Leigh and Rick’s story. I had hit a snag (OMG-Leigh is such a private character, she won’t talk to me!!), but things are moving along now.

-Newsletter. I haven’t sent one out for June or July. I’ve been a bit overwhelmed and need to update my website and maybe my newsletter provider. I’m working on that and hope to have things in order soon.

-Books! I have a new idea swirling but I am trying not to give it too much headspace right now. But….it’s gonna be dark and sexy. I just need to finish up a couple of other things first. Like Rick and Leigh…omg my readers AND Rick are going to kill me if I don’t get it finished!

-Appearances. I’ll be at Authors After Dark coming up, August 3-7th. I can’t wait!

-….I dunno. Lol. I’m sure there’s more I need to attend to, I’m sure it’ll hit me after I hit the post button. I hope you are staying cool! *hugs*

Summer Sale – Protecting Kate 99cents!

Because summer’s here and this time of year takes me back to Kate and Trent’s story, I couldn’t resist sharing an excerpt.


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Trent had been up since four a.m. and gone nonstop since. He wanted nothing more than a shower and his bed, but neither would do him any good until he checked on Molly one last time. When he approached the barn’s corner and heard the low sound of unfamiliar voices, he stopped. These weren’t his stables, but the hushed tones were all wrong nonetheless.

“Trust me, she’ll be out here with the animals. She never could get of enough of them. Telling her I had an allergy was the only way I kept her from filling the house with mutts and alley cats. If you pursue her, you may want to develop the same allergy.”

“I don’t have time for a wild goose chase. What makes you think she’ll cooperate if you haven’t spoken to each other in months?”

“She’s a doormat and a do-gooder down to her very core. She won’t be happy about seeing me, but even if the sight of me makes her sick, she won’t want to be rude to you. Politeness is in her DNA.”

“I need her… cooperation. I looked over your photos. I need her. No one else will do.” There was an odd, flat tone to the man’s words that made Trent’s senses go on alert.

“You’ll have it. Remember, she’s a doormat and charity is the way to her heart.” Their voices dimmed and Trent guessed they’d probably entered the stable.

Assholes, the both of them. But who did they expect to find in the stable? As far as he knew, there weren’t any female stable hands in the Mitchell’s employ. No matter, he’d had enough. They could take their shit somewhere else.


He’d get rid of the trouble, say goodbye to Molly, then the Mitchells, grab a bite to eat and head home to end his long day. That’s it.

He rounded the corner and stopped in the barn’s open doors.

Several things hit him at once.

A stunning brunette with hair halfway to her ass stood near Molly’s stall in a dress that displayed a body capable of making grown men cry. The boots, though a smart choice for the barn, were the last thing he’d ever expect to see on such a beautiful woman. Her classical good looks spelled trophy wife.

The slightly taller man in a blue button-up and city shoes had moved into her personal space and, though he seemed to know her well, the look on her face made it clear she was anything but happy to see him.

The second, slightly older man stood back a bit and watched with interest. He’d honed in on the brunette, fixated to a point that left Trent doubting a bomb blast could break his focus. Like the first man, he wore expensive shoes that shouted boardroom or…shit—politician.

Maybe he couldn’t toss the two pricks out with the trash, but he could put an end to their harassment.

“Preston, I divorced you, remember? Please leave me alone.” Her voice reminded him of honeyed bourbon. The warm, smooth tones whispered through him, making every cell take notice and reach for more.

“Kate, this will only take a minute of your time. We have a proposition for you…” The first man stepped even closer before he reached out to grasp her arm. She shrank back, pressed against the stall door. When Trent saw the golden tan of her arm turn white beneath the man’s brutal grip, he saw red.

She winced and tried to yank her arm free, but the man held fast. “I just need you to listen to me. Damn you, always so stubborn,” the man said through gritted teeth, as if ready to lose his temper.

Trent had heard and seen enough.

“Kate? There you are. I’m sorry I was late.” He slid in beside her and asshole number one immediately released her arm and stepped back. Figured. Trent couldn’t think of much worse than a coward who’d lay a hand on a woman, but didn’t have the balls to stand up to another man.

“Can I help you? I promised to introduce my…Kate… to pretty little Molly, here.” Trent’s smile filled with pure menace and let the men wonder about his relationship with the brunette. He turned his back to the men, dismissing them.

He glanced at her face to verify that she understood and would cooperate. Light brown eyes met his full of equal parts shock, wariness and relief. He could work with that. Once the tension in her heart-shaped face eased, her beauty jabbed him in the gut. Something deep and primal took root, an unbreakable leash holding him fast to his course.

Heaven help the man who tried to sway him.

“Where’d you find the boots? I didn’t even think about your shoes when I made my offer.” He clicked at Molly, and she cautiously came to stand in the middle of the stall. Another strike against the two idiots. They’d made one of his horses nervous. Molly might belong to the Mitchells, but she’d always be one of his animals.

“They’re Carol’s barn boots. I didn’t think she’d mind.” Her voice knocked him in his chest and slid down low beneath his belt.

“Smart girl. A man’s gotta love a lady who knows her way around a farm.” He clicked again and murmured to his girl. He loosely caged his arms around the two legged female and did his best to focus on the four legged one. “Come see Kate. You’ll like her. Ignore those two suits. They’re leaving.” Molly came forward and allowed Kate to rub a gentle caress over her nose.

He turned his head back to the men and didn’t bother to hide the fury from his expression. He hoped they understood they weren’t welcome and, if not for the females, he wouldn’t let them off with a verbal warning. “Gentlemen, we’ll see you later, correct?”

“Kate, we really need to speak with you about a business matter.” The instant her ex-husband spoke, he felt tension roll off her.

“Not now and not today you don’t. She’s mine for the evening. We have a date with Molly.” He eased in as close as he could get without touching her expensive dress. He reached a hand out to Molly and breathed in the sweet, seductive scent of the woman before him.

Silence filled the barn for what felt like an eternity and then he heard the rustle of footsteps leaving. “They’re gone now. Do you want me to back off or wait a moment in case they come back?”

The heavy silence was broken only by the sound of Kate’s heavy breaths and the swish of Molly’s tail. “Wait a moment, please.” Not much more than a silken whisper, her words brushed over him. She’d been so quiet that he’d almost missed the waver of anxiety. They’d really rattled her.

He clenched his fists on top of the stall door. He breathed in her scent and pushed his anger down. “My pleasure.” And it was. So what if the polished princess before him was the polar opposite of what he wanted in a woman? She was no hardship to look at and that voice of hers went straight to his cock. He needed to keep her talking as he fought the urge to look down her cleavage.

“How do you know Steve and Carol?” The deep voice brushed by her ear in a warm caress.


Okay, she could do this. She could make small talk with the best of them, so one farm hand shouldn’t be a problem. “I met Stephen years ago at a charity function. We’ve been friends since then. You?”

“They’re old family friends. I’ve known them for ages.”

She concentrated on the big round eyes looking up at her with trust and resisted the need to turn and face the man behind her. She’d been too rattled by Preston’s appearance for anything other than a fleeting impression to register.

One moment she’d been trapped alone and the next a tall, dark knight in faded jeans came through the doors. She hadn’t known whether to feel relief or fear, but it had taken about two seconds to realize that he was no friend of Preston or the Senator.

When he’d walked over and mentioned their date, she wanted to swoon with relief. But swooning? That wasn’t her.

“I think they’re gone for good.” His warmth left her and she turned to face him. “Wait, watch the dress.” His long arm reached around to prevent her from leaning back against the stall door and his rough palm met the bared skin of her back. Shivers of pleasure cascaded through her.

“Oh no. I forgot I’m wearing Carol’s dress. I’ve gotten used to my old tees and jeans.”

Dark blond hair that fell in waves almost reached his shoulders. Jeans so faded and worn they looked thin in places covered long, muscled legs that ended in old, battered boots. A faded black T-shirt stretched across broad shoulders and storm-gray eyes looked down at her.

“What made you leave the party in a dress like that and come out to the stables?” His other hand dropped and brushed over her hair, stopping just below the first, at the small of her back. With light pressure he pushed her toward him until not much more than a breath of space separated them. The air they shared simmered, ripe with sultry intensity. His stony gray gaze held her immobile.

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May news!

I have just a couple of quick updates.

First – Catching Cara is now available in print! It’s live at Amazon now and should be at other retailers soon.


Second – Appearances! I will be at Authors After Dark August 3-7th. This is my first year at AAD and I couldn’t be more excited. If you’re in the area I would love to say hello! I will also be signing at the Queen of the West Book Bash, in Cincinnati, in late October.

Third – I just sent out the May newsletter. I’ve started a new thing. Each month I’m adding an exclusive peek into the world of Dark Horse Inc. This month? It’s a piece of Sandy and Harlan’s story. It also comes with another contest, again exclusively for newsletters subscribers. I am keeping all past newsletters so if you miss a chapter of Sandy and Harlan’s story, I can send you past issues. It may become a published novella at a later date, but for now, it’s exclusive to my newsletter readers.

So. I think that’s all my updates. (At least until I remember something that I’ve likely forgotten, lol)



Heads up!

You know that saying? The one that says “All good things must come to an end”? Well in this case it’s true. The sale on Dominant Persuasions is ending.

But there is good news! You still have a little time to get your copy of Dominant Persuasions for the sale price of 99 cents. (And forgive me if I sound like a infomercial but it’s totally fitting! I swear!)

This pretty little book ( okay, so it’s 748 pages, lol) is filled with twelve – 12 sexy stories of BDSM goodness. AND it’s only 99cents. And the reviews coming in? Well, they speak for themselves.

Here’s the catch. It won’t be on sale for much longer. So if you want a copy, then now is the time to get it.

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And it’s available nearly everywhere!

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New ideas and thanks…



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Every month, usually within the first few days, I send out my newsletter. It’s been a new project for me and I’ve been learning as I go. As my current subscribers know, in appreciation, I gift one reader who enters the monthly contest a prize.  It’s been a pretty good incentive for getting people to subscribe to and actually open the email when it arrives.

But I’ve wanted to do something for my dedicated (and totally awesome) readers.  It’s because of them, that I am able to do the job that I love. It’s because of their dedication and support that I am able to send out a small monthly gift and hold the occasional contest on facebook or wherever.

So it’s been in the back of my mind that I need to do something special, specifically for those readers. Now that I feel a little bit more comfortable with my newsletter format and my ability to actually send it out on time, I want to do that. I’m still fine-tuning the details but coming in May, I should have the plan straightened out and in place. But it will likely revolve around a “slices of life” or a “window into the daily lives of the Dark Horse Inc. crew”. (I’m looking for a name for it still and am open to suggestions…) And I’ll try to keep it short but interesting and worth your time. If anyone understands the value of time, I assure you I do, lol. I’d pay money for more writing and desk time.

So, in essence there will be two chances for newsletter goodness. If you haven’t signed up yet, then, well, you really should.

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