Monday, November 16, 2015

New Release TWILIGHT RISING & Excerpt

I'm thrilled to announce that TWILIGHT RISING, a Psychic Justice novella, is now out in the world!

After Juliana Westwood decides to join the Psychics Guild, she dreams of a murder and butts heads with them as they investigate...and warn her to stay away. Someone's threatening Guild psychics, fueling her detective fiancé's dislike of the exclusive club and urging her to investigate from the depths of her mind.

Detective Alex MacKenzie’s jealous of Guild PI Jake McAllister who’s developed a telepathic connection to Juliana, battling Alex’s ability to protect her. But Jake has enigma Lily Falbrooke on his mind when she returns home to attend her father’s funeral...and receives a cryptic message from the grave from Juliana. Will Alex ever accept the Guild in Juliana’s life? Or will her psychic talents destroy their hard won relationship.

This short novella gives CHASING SHADOWS' readers a glimpse of Juliana and Alex a few weeks after the story ends. It also sets the stage for Jake and Lily's story in STEALING TWILIGHT, the second novel in the Psychic Justice series (Spring 2016).

Available now for $.99


Stepping closer, he gloved her hand in his and imprisoned it flat over his left pectoral. His heart beat fast against her palm, the signs of his longing. A thrill shot through her, splaying off into several directions to her stomach and all points south. God, she loved him. Didn’t know how anyone loved a person so wholly, without utterly losing her identity. Their twelve-year separation had never hindered her love for Alex, yet it had given her an identity she might not have otherwise developed if she’d stayed behind. Despite the drastic steps her father took to bury her in a paranormal institute in New York, the experience had ultimately given her a life and hope for the future in a family of psychics who’d never learned to control their skills.
Alex’s eyes reached inside her and touched a spot only he had touched before. Her body responded with an unexpected burn. He dipped down and his mouth captured hers. Juliana cinched her arms around his neck and he drew her so close, they barely trapped a molecule between them. The place she wanted to stay forever, to make up for the desolate lost time they’d both experienced.
Burning with need, she broke off the kiss before someone busted them. She fingered her lips to hold in his faint taste of coffee and hazelnut creamer, and then forced her hands to her sides to prevent them from slipping beneath his shirt.
“Damn, Juliana.” He plucked the crotch of his pants. “When I take you home, I may not make it to the office today.”
“When was the last time you took a sick day?” She rested the back of her hand on his forehead.
Her eyes widened. “I’d say you’re due. You’re hot.”
“That’s what all the girls say.”
She play-whacked his arm. “I meant feverish.”
Laughing, he seized her hand and they hightailed it down the hill. As soon as they viewed the road below, he squeezed her hand and they separated, acting the consummate professionals to the public at large. Professional of what, is anyone’s guess.
By the time they reached Juliana’s house, her desire had cooled. The visions played out in her head. Little made sense. Maybe it was a normal every day dream, not a prescient vision. It wasn’t entirely unusual, but the next few days would be telling as her subconscious viewed her way through the case, scraping together more details each time she experienced a telepathic vision until the police solved the case.
Alex snatched her bag from the cargo hold and met her on the porch. The moment she gripped the doorknob, another vision invaded her, laying waste to her every thought. She sagged against Alex and vaguely felt his arms catch her as oblivion sucked her into its dark depths.

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Q&A & New Website!

Get to know me a little better and see what I have in store for one of my next YA novels! Read more from my Q&A at the UnCommonYA blog.

Also, if you haven't checked out my new website, what are you waiting for? You can order autographed copies of my books now too!

Thursday, September 10, 2015

FREE, you say?

Hey blog peeps. I know it's been a while since I've blogged...had much going on this summer (including my mother getting sick and ending up with open heart surgery -- her recovery is going as well as can be expected, but it's still keeping me busy), plus I spent the month of August re-doing my website bit by bit (because Google said the previous version wasn't mobile compliant). It is now and I launched it over the US Labor Day weekend. Check it out!! (You didn't think I wouldn't use any purple, did you?)

I also redid The Keeper Shelf authors excerpt book, IT'S IN HIS KISS, and it has a sexy new cover. We are now offering it for FREE. Discover a new-to-you author today. 

The passionate struggle against temptation, that breathless anticipation, or the ultimate rush of total surrender . . .

Whether you like it sweet or sizzling, It’s In His Kiss is guaranteed to satisfy. Nine authors cross time, space, and genres to bring you some of their most provocative scenes.

FREE at all major eBook retailers:

Even though all this has put me behind schedule, I still had time to write. I've finished the first draft of TWILIGHT RISING, the short novella to follow CHASING SHADOWS in my Psychic Justice series. I also have a cover... another great image of Alex and Juliana. I'll reveal the cover to my newsletter subscribers first, and subscribers will get a chance to sign up (first come, first served) to receive a FREE copy of TWILIGHT RISING (30 copies will be up for grabs). Sign up to my Newsletter now.

I expect to release TWILIGHT RISING in November. Read more about TWILIGHT RISING.

There you have it! I hope you all had a wonderful summer. Since I didn't get to go on vacation this year (boo hiss), I'll leave you with this photo from last year's beach vacation.

Monday, July 20, 2015

A Character is Born

"Organization is the key to success."

Usually when my muse kicks around book ideas, it’s due to a character plaguing my head, i.e. a psychic, an emotionally scarred boy, a telekinetic. A story forms around them in the most high level way. But as we all know, everyone has a history, emotions, flaws, and physical attributes that must be developed in order to birth that character into a multi-dimensional being readers will care about or sympathize with.

Read more from my article on how I bring a character to life at the UnCommonYA blog.

Thursday, July 09, 2015

Wicked Paradise - On Sale & First Kiss Excerpt

My fantasy romance novel, Wicked Paradise is on sale for $.99 (regular price $2.99) on Amazon. If you like sorcery and time-travel in a unique fantasy setting, then don't miss out on this deal!
He must defy duty to have her . . . on an island that would possess them both.
Sorceress Morgan of medieval Avalon and Ryan, a modern-day Druid assassin, time-travel to a mystical island to destroy a demon bent on annihilating survivors of the apocalyptic 21st century. As Morgan resists a fierce and lethal bond to Ryan, she has no choice but to kill the demon before it kills her. Yet Ryan has other plans for the evil Fomorian…even when Morgan stirs in him a hunger that puts his life’s purpose at risk.
With the demon lurking behind every tree, Morgan and Ryan will risk it all—even each other—in a perilous and shocking race to save the last humans on Earth.

 First Kiss Excerpt

  A skittering awareness on her backside sent her pulses racing again. Ryan’s fingertips caressed her back, his hands angling toward her hips. Automatically, she curved tighter into his body. Security and warmth tinged with heart stopping desire cloaked her.

“Morgan,” he whispered against her hair. “It’s all right now. We’re safe.” He touched her almost reverently, disproving his earlier suspicion.

She had the wildest urge to touch every inch of his bare skin. Something she’d never done to any man, nor ever wanted to until Ryan appeared in her dreams. Heat suffused her face and she fought the inappropriate and poorly timed urge. Instead, burning with need, she lifted her head and touched her lips to his full, warm mouth experimentally, something she’d wished to do since the moment he became real. He responded, pressing his lips to hers, first softly, then demanding, forcing her lips apart. She rested her hands on his wide shoulders. He made a harsh sound in his throat and slanted his head, the tip of his tongue breaching her parted lips, his lips soft yet firm on hers. Quivers started at the base of her spine and raced along her nerves. She opened her mouth wider and his tongue darted in. Her tongue met his, caressed it, tasted the lingering pineapple he’d snacked on earlier. Ryan poured himself into the kiss as if starved, and her own hunger liquefied her entire being. His ice melted into the warm pool her body had become.

Desperate for air, she freed her mouth and drew a shaky breath. Ryan’s hand slipped down her arm, until his fingers brushed the side of her breast, not taking extra liberties. The heat of his fire magic burned through her muscles and bones. She smothered a moan, aching for him. Craving a love so long denied her.

He kissed the curve of her neck, worked tiny kisses up to her ear, leaving a path of fire where his lips devoured her flesh, his harsh breath fanning the flames. The roughness of his whiskered jaw rasped along her skin. He nibbled her bottom lip, ran his tongue over her lips, until she parted her mouth. Again, he accepted her invitation and speared his tongue inside. Hypnotized by his kiss, her lips tingled, her mind clouded. Their tongues danced in an everlasting waltz.

Excitement poured over his sweat glistened face. But doubt flashed behind his need and his massaging hands on her back froze. His eyes had gone wild, like a stormy midnight sky. Morgan wanted to rip off her tunic and rub her moistened skin against Ryan’s slick body, anything to keep the contact of skin on skin. Passion spiraled through her, melting her magic into molten drops. Finally, he tore his mouth off hers, and she fell into his wide, sharp eyes.

"Holy mother of the Gods." He sucked in a sharp breath.