Indulge Your Guilty Pleasure In Time for Summer!

To celebrate the release of GUILTY AS SIN and SOLSTICE SURPRISE which came out a month apart, I want to have a GIVEAWAY!!!

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Since my work schedule is about to change, I’m making it my mission to make a dent in my TBR pile this summer 🙂 Here’s what’s on my list:

1. It Happened One Wedding by Julie James

2. Checking it Twice by Jodi Redford

3. Meant to Be, Up to the Challenge and Home to Stay by Terri Osborn – all in the Anchor Island Novel series

4. One Year to Forever by Lori Leger 

Tell me what’s on your list?

I hope you consider adding one of my books to your pile! My newest ones with excerpts are listed below. One is erotic romance, the other paranormal sweet 🙂 Two great stories, a little something for everyone!

Guilty As Sin

When it comes to the woman he loves, he’s as guilty as sin.

EROTIC ROMANCE:

Sinclair sucked in a breath as the top snagged on her beaded nipples for a second, the built-in bra dissolving as the shirt slid down her torso. “You don’t have to do this.”

“Oh, believe me, I want to.” Cherie wriggled her hips, and in a dull swish of clothing, jeans, shirt and panties pooled on the floor at her feet.

His erection grew as his eyes roamed over her body from head to toe. Nude, she posed in front of him, one hand on jutted hip. He watched her breasts rise and fall with each panting breath. She lifted her chin, and he took the hint, unzipping his jeans, and sliding the material down over his hips, lifting his ass to remove them altogether. He lowered himself into the seat a little more, cock straining against his boxer briefs.

She tilted her head in a coy gesture. “It’s not a fair fight.”

With a chuckle, he stripped off his underwear, allowing his cock to spring to attention. The scent of her arousal wafted over to him, assaulting his senses. He extracted a condom from the wallet in the back pocket of his jeans, and rolled it down his dick.

Swaying her hips, she sauntered toward him, and reached for his T-shirt. He lifted his arms for her to take it off.

His arms circled her waist. “Come here, baby.”

An ear-to-ear grin on her face, Cherie climbed onto his lap, one knee on either side of his thighs, hands resting on his shoulders.

Sinclair gripped her hips, guiding her pussy until she was poised over his cock which strained to get inside her. He searched her eyes for any sign of hesitation. “You sure?” he asked.

“Absolutely.” She lowered her hips until the plump head of his cock probed her slick entrance. Her hot, wet pussy melted around his hard shaft as he slid home. Her head tipped back, eyes rolled up to the ceiling.

“Fuck, baby.” Sinclair panted, pressing a kiss to her collarbone, his tongue licking a path along the ridge and up the column of her throat. He resisted the urge to flip her to her back and fuck her like an animal in heat. “I’ve missed you.”

The tears shining in her eyes tugged at his heart. “I’ve missed you, too, Sin,” she whispered, using the nickname she’d given him as a play on his fighting name, “Sinister Three”.

“Ride me, Sweetheart. Now.”

Solstice Surprise_FINAL

Destiny is never what you imagine.

PARANORMAL ROMANCE:

When they reached the creek edge which ran through the property where Kaleb lived they stopped, huffing and puffing from their efforts. Kayla glanced at Kaleb and he nodded. In silence, they picked up skipping stones, and proceeded to skim them across the water.

Did Dawn ever tell you the kissing hand story? Kayla directed her thoughts into Kaleb’s head.

Kaleb threw a rock into the middle of the creek, watching the ensuing splash, counting the ripples. Curious, he tilted his head and nodded at Kayla to continue.

Marabel said that when we have to leave people we can kiss their hand and then they carry our love with them.

Intrigued, Kaleb squinted at his friend. Really?

Kayla nodded. Uh-huh.

Does it work?

Marabel said so. She wouldn’t lie.

Kaleb sighed. I don’t want you to leave.

Kayla shrugged. I have to some times. So do you. We always come back.

Kaleb hung his head. I know. But I don’t like it when you’re gone.

Me neither. Kayla threw a rock as hard as she could to see how far it would go. She nodded in satisfaction when it almost reached the other side of the creek. Marabel keeps telling me I have things to learn. I don’t know what she means.

Something about work. Kaleb’s voice grumbled inside her head.

That’s all the grown-ups talk about—work, Love, Light. Kayla tilted her face up to the sun, eyes closed, absorbing the heat into her skin. I just wanna fly!

I know you do. Kaleb chuckled inside her head. One day.

Kayla opened her eyes, and threw herself at Kaleb, wrapping her tiny arms around him. He squeezed her tight in return. Kayla broke their embrace and took hold of Kaleb’s left hand. Lifting his palm to her lips, she placed a smooshy little girl kiss in the centre. I love you.

Kaleb did the same to her hand. I love you, Kayla.

She grinned. I know.

 
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NEW RELEASES CELEBRATION!!

Wow!! Two new releases a month apart is amazing! I’m so excited to finally be able to share GUILTY AS SIN and SOLSTICE SURPRISE with the world. Two very different books, both the first in their series, and I hope readers will enjoy them as much as I had fun writing them!

Here are an excerpt or two and if you join my Sweet & Sassy Divas and Dudes on FB, there will be prize giveaways all month long!!

Guilty As Sin

A UFC fighter caught up in the world of organized crime risks his one chance at freedom to save the woman he loves. (Erotic romance)

As a UFC fighter, Sinclair Reed aka Sinister 3, always had a plan. Getting tangled up with the mob, or falling in love with a woman he can’t forget, never factored into it.

After a brief affair, bestselling author, Cherie Bouchard, thought she’d seen the last of UFC light middleweight champ “Sinister 3” when they parted ways at the airport. Determined to discover if her feelings are real for Sinclair, or the result of her hopeless romantic imagination, she purchases tickets to his fight when the UFC comes to town.

As the lovers re-unite, they discover someone wants him dead, and Sinclair has twenty-four hours to choose between Cherie and freedom. For a smart guy like him, it should be a no-brainer. When it comes to the woman he loves, he’s as guilty as sin.

EXCERPT:

Distance aside, he had a secret. It ate at him every day, but he’d learned to live with it. It was one of the reasons he kept women at a distance. Would Cherie’s opinion of him change once she found out? It wasn’t something he could keep from her forever. He didn’t believe anyone would accept him for who he was, or what he’d been forced to do.

Out of the blue, someone jostled Sinclair’s leg, and a red card dropped into his lap. “Hey! Buddy!”

The man ignored him, continuing on in a hurried pace to the exit. Sinclair turned the card over in his hand. A date, time and location were printed in block letters on the back of it. Shit!

He jumped up and followed, catching sight of the guy as he rounded the corner of the building. Running to catch up, Sinclair ducked a kick to the head, a boot heel grazing his eyebrow. He stepped around and stared at his opponent, trying to place the face. The man wore mirrored shades and a ball cap. Other than average height and build, there wasn’t anything Sinclair recognized about him.

Shouts caught their attention. The man pointed a finger at Sinclair. “You know what to do, unless you want your woman harmed.” Then he took off, disappearing behind some dumpsters.

A couple in the parking lot hurried up to Sinclair, asked if he was all right and inquired about calling the police. Sinclair shook it off, making a few comments about some idiot with road rage, saying he’d take care of speaking to law enforcement. Placated, the couple returned to their vehicle, and Sinclair made his way back into the store.

The crowd remained steady, so he decided a walk to clear his head might help. He went around to Cherie’s side of the table and whispered in her ear. “If it’s okay, I’ve got a little shopping to do.”

“Sure.” Her hazel eyes searched his. “Is everything okay? I saw you rush out of here, and you seemed upset.”

“Everything’s fine,” he assured her. “Just some jerk. I’ll be back shortly. Don’t leave without me.”

“All right. I won’t.” Cherie focused her attention on another fan in front of her.

Sinclair took that as his cue to leave. Hopefully, she’d be safe inside a crowded bookstore surrounded by people. He pushed aside the worrisome thought that if someone truly meant her harm, it wouldn’t matter where she was.

No one is going to harm my woman. He’d die before that happened, but judging by recent events someone clearly sought to make it a reality.

Stepping outside the store, he heaved a sigh, closed his eyes and let the warmth of the sun permeate his body. A five minute respite would be all right.

How long could he blame his father for his own mistake? He never should’ve agreed to a street fight to pay off his father’s debt. Amazing how one wrong move could affect his entire life.

But if he was honest, would he have made any other choice? His dad was flesh and blood. How would he have lived with himself knowing he could have prevented his demise and done nothing? The irony didn’t escape him. He’d fought, refusing to kill. Since he hadn’t heard a peep from his old man, he assumed him dead, therefore his sacrifice had been for naught. Now the mob threatened not only his life, but Cherie’s as well. He had to find a way to make this right. He couldn’t continue to pay penance, nor would he allow Cherie to be sucked into a situation she knew nothing about.

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Destiny is never what you imagine. (Paranormal romance)
Kayla Webber had been training to fight for the Light her
entire life. Demons she could handle, but she’d been ill-prepared
to come face to face with the man who haunted her
dreams.
The time has come for Kaleb Warner to fulfill his shared
destiny with Kayla. There’s just one problem – she didn’t
realize he even existed.
Will Kaleb be able to convince Kayla to combine their gifts
to fight against the Darkness, or will this star-crossed couple
deny the truth in their hearts?

EXCERPT:

“I’m not a demon,” he stated, his mouth set in a grim
line.
“Then how—”
“Later.” He waved a hand in front of her. “Aren’t you
supposed to be a little too busy right now to talk?”
In an attempt to ignore him, she turned away from him,
and focused her attention on the demon. He’s right. No time
to figure this out now. She’d meditate on it later.
With a swift, practiced movement, Kayla plucked a
blade from the waist band of her skirt and flicked the knife
at him, hitting him square between the eyes.
The demon screamed, stumbling back, clutching at the
weapon embedded in his forehead. With a roar, he ripped the
blade out of his flesh, a sickening squelch accompanying the
motion.
Kayla swallowed hard. Mortal weapons couldn’t defeat
a supernatural being of his nature. They were only meant to
slow down the demon until she could use her power on him.
Stay calm. You can do this. However, Kaleb’s presence had
her questioning her ability to handle the situation. Is this a
test? She straightened her spine. Test or no test, she had a job
to do.
Tossing the blade to the side, the monster swiped at her
with elongated claws. A zing resounded in the still night air
as he penetrated the shield in front of her.
“Stay strong!” Kaleb ordered.
Grimacing, Kayla arched back, reaching for a dagger
hidden inside her right boot. Brandishing the weapon, she
ducked under the paw swipe of the demon, then drove the
blade into his abdomen.
A screech rent the air as she withdrew the blade, and
sliced open his thigh. The demon dropped to one knee,
clutching at his wounds.
“Are you done slicing and dicing?” Kaleb growled
from behind her.
Who the hell does he think he is? “A little help would
be nice,” she muttered.
“This isn’t my fight.”