That’s right! Set sail with a sexy pirate in EIGHT NIGHTS AT SEA, juggle three hot alien brothers in SKY WOMAN, or fall in love on the emerald isle with SOMEDAY IN DUBLIN. All on sale for half price on Smashwords (and you can download there to a multitude of e-reading devices or even read online).
Tag Archives: Someday In Dublin
SOMEDAY IN DUBLIN – ONLY 99¢!
This book will cost you less than a dollar 💵 today through St. Paddy’s Day (March 17th) at Amazon! If you like your romance steamy and hilarious, with an occasional punch in the feels, this is the book for you! Available paperback or Kindle.
“This book works through real life trials and leaves you with that warm all over feeling and the hope that one day.. you will meet your Michael… or make you remember to be grateful if you already have! Wonderful wonderful read.”

You would love these old men, she wrote . . .

“And How’s Your Evening Looking?” He asked.
Tidbit Tuesday: It’s Hard To Think Straight With A Cat On Your Head
In this scene from Someday In Dublin, Michael takes a late-night phone call . . .
Michael was dreaming he was wearing a large, heated hat. So large, in fact that in order to fit through the doorway, he had an emergency beacon that activated, so that everyone could clear out of the way.
He tried to step through, but the hat got stuck, pressing down on his head with punishing force as the noise of the beacon increased, bleating louder and louder until he opened his eyes and realized it as the middle of the night.
It was the middle of the night, his phone was ringing, and there was a cat on his head.
There was a cat on his head, and she wasn’t going to budge.
“Get off, you sodding feline,” he grumbled, pushing her off the pillow. He got a kick to the side of the face for that, and uttered a curse word as he fought his way out of the covers. He finally succeeded in putting his feet to the floor and stumbled over to his pants, still wadded up near the dresser. He pulled his phone from the pocket just as it stopped ringing.
“Shite!”
He swiped the screen angrily, pulling up the missed call.
Amy. Amy had called him. Continue reading

“He wasn’t the man for you. You’re well rid of the wanker.”
“I know,” she said. “But it’s still hard sometimes. Being alone.”
“It is,” he agreed. “So isn’t it grand that we’re sitting here alone together?”
#2bitTues
Topic: “Solitude”

His phone was ringing loudly . . .

“Mark, this is Amy, the girl who stole my heart . . .”

“You and I – we know that things can change . . .”
The Ones That Stay With You . . .
This is one of the books I’m most proud of. This one wrote itself. I’m still in love with these characters, and still ache from their wounds.