My new novella is out today!
Thanksgiving dinner is no stress when you hire a great chef–one that gives you plenty to be thankful for.
Marco is a chef hired by Amanda to rescue her from the big Thanksgiving dinner she’s hosting. Amanda’s all business, but Marco shows her the way to a woman’s heart–and bed–is paved with a great dessert.
KISS THE COOK is a delicious little story served with plenty of sizzle!
Amy makes an impulsive decision and takes a bucket-list trip to Ireland, never expecting to find a connection she didn’t realize she was missing. Here’s the opening chapter of SOMEDAY IN DUBLIN.
He was looking over at her again.
Amy took another drink of her cider and self-consciously tucked her hair behind her ear as she glanced down at her journal. She was embarrassed as hell that he’d caught her eavesdropping on the table next to her, but she couldn’t help herself.
The old guy on the left, who – for whatever reason – went by the nickname of “Duke” was regaling his best mate with a story about his younger days in the army, a very drunken evening and a woman who was born without a thumb.
And Amy just missed the punchline because Mr. Tall-Dark-And-Wearing-A-Smirk was onto her. She strained to listen in without looking so obvious about it, leaning back slightly while holding the journal up, as though she were reading from it. Continue reading
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“Yes! That’s it, Lizzie! Work for it…can you curl your toes? Think about your toes, Lizzie.”
She blinked rapidly, as if the lights and sounds were overwhelming her. A tear leaked out of the corner of one eye, and then another, and another.
“I know it hurts. I know. I know, Lizzie. But move a toe. Just one toe, if you can.”
Drella tried not to let her fear show – it would be a mistake around scum like them, but it was there, tightening her throat and tasting of acid on the back of her tongue.
“Say it, Drella,” he demanded fiercely. “Tell me what you really want.”
She lifted her chin, and somehow managed to get the words out.
“I don’t want you to leave me. I want to stay with you.”
From: Captured By The Hunter
And before she had time to think about it, he strode off to the wheel deck. Rina stood with her fingers on lips, still feeling the burn of his mouth on hers.
Then the calm slipped in, soothing him like the faint brush of wings or the puff of a gentle breeze after a violent storm.
She made a face and pushed her hair out of her eyes. “It sounds like I’ll be spending the evening with my face in a toilet after eating all that chocolate and drinking alcohol strong enough to melt the label off the bottle.”