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Shahram “Ram” Zare carries a dark secret—shadows of unresolved pain. Five years earlier, he and his brother fled their home country after a tribal war, but now, the ghosts have settled, and their uncle travels to the US, hoping to encourage the brothers to marry. And Ram has been charged with finding a pseudo-fiancée for his older brother, Javad. His search leads him to a beautiful woman. He hesitates to ask her to be a pawn in such an archaic system of duty, especially as his heart grows deeper in love with her.

As Mia Phillips watches her mother slip away from cancer, she bows under the pressure of unpaid bills and heartache. No amount of soul searching fills her empty bank account… or her indecision over the most breathtaking man. Ram offers her a life change, yet not with him—a fake marriage of convenience to his brother. Javad is too hard and rigid, but Ram… he is the other half of her soul. Yet they must remain friends to make the lie seem real. Or will they?

Everything comes down to propriety, honor, and the right to choose the love of their hearts…

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Brooke Stone runs a slumping hot air balloon business and pride keeps her from asking for help. Her last flight of the day introduces her to Damon Sinclair. He is mysterious, sexy, and he wants her to work for him. But there is deception at play. Someone is gunning for her, strategically placing Brooke at the center of danger, while Damon uses all his government resources to help her. She is two steps away from a break down, yet her new savior proves she needs a miracle, and she cannot help but hold onto his dust-devil storm, awestruck and seduced.

No matter their sensual cravings, trouble is coming… and so is the truth.

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The inside of brokenness is dark and gritty. A place where pain resides. It’s not sunshine and roses. It’s not rainbows and flowers. No, this real. This is where heartache meets the soul on a journey of healing. This is therapy between ink and words. It’s called… survival.

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Have a wonderful Valentine’s Day!!

FREE Book: May 17 & 18 Giveaway!!

Love Unplugged is FREE today and tomorrow (May 17th & 18th!) Make this contemporary romance short story your weekend read. There’s secrets, a second chance, and a handsome hero!

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The Past:
Wannabe song writer Beretta Jones doesn’t have all the answers. Struggles are a part of her normal routine, regrets another. She let go of her dreams, and she loves a man out of reach. When the guy she craves asks for help, she should have said no. Her budding friendship tests all her boundaries, and her heart is danger of falling deeper in love with him.

The Present:
Beretta is in hiding, keeping her biggest secret. This wasn’t how she envisioned her life, but she tries desperately to move forward. Yet life is tricky. Pieces of her heart won’t ever mend. As she settles into a normal routine, fate throws her another curve ball…and his name is Rhys Lennox. Will he prove that he loves her deeper than a love song?

Author Note: This is a short read, intended for a lazy afternoon with the beverage of your choice. Readers of my novella, Second Chances, may enjoy the past and present style. Happy reading…

Excerpt:

“Rhys? Dinner is ready.”

No response.

Frowning, I headed out of the kitchen. I smacked into something warm and solid.

Instant tingles networked my skin. My lungs worked harder to push the air in and out, nearly incapacitating me. My palms sweated buckets; my upper lip beaded with perspiration. Before my brain registered shock, my hands were sliding over wet, freshly showered skin, pulling him closer.

God, he smelled so good. I think my tongue slipped out my lips and I tasted him.

Shit, shit, shit! I just licked him. I swear I couldn’t help myself. Wasn’t this the natural response for most women who ended up in the arms of their deepest man-crush? I mentally shrugged. I didn’t think so either.

I am crazy.

I did what any woman would do—I pushed out of his arms. “Jesus H. Christ, Rhys! What the heck, dude?” Maybe insulting him and the Man upstairs would reset my boundaries.

He had the audacity to grin. “Did you just lick me?”

He knew.

I raised my chin, glaring. “In your dreams, buddy.”

Still grinning, he said, “I have awesome dreams.”

Rhys leaned against the wall, looking all fresh and firm. His skin glistened with beads of water, and his washboard stomach was sculpted ridges of beauty.

I would not look down. I would not look down.

I looked down. A towel was firmly tucked around his lean hips. If I tugged it loose, I’m sure I’d receive an early Christmas present. I wasn’t into porn, but I wanted to climb the pony and scream like a three-dollar hooker.

 

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Free Read: Stolen by Midnight

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Ivy Tremaine made a hefty sum with her mad-felon skills until one moment of stupidity changed her life. Her estranged husband has a desperate plan. He has stipulations and terms. He wants her back and he’ll use any method available, even blackmail. Will her past launch their final goodbye?

Author Note: Previously titled Catch Me Wilde.

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Story Tags: contemporary romance; suspense; short story

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I’m working on a contemporary novella titled, Under the Sun. Jennifer and Jake have a one night stand history and things haven’t been going well for them. Here’s a snippet of the rough draft.

“What do you want?” she snapped too forcefully. She’d hoped to sound bored, but her tone took on an irritated vibe.
He took a few steps closer.
She backed up.
The corners of his mouth turned up. “I’d like to apologize.”
Well, that is…unexpected.
She shook her head. She had to keep this simple or fall under his spell again. “For what?”
He loomed closer. “There are few people in this world that I respect, even fewer that deserve an apology from me. That might be arrogance, but when I’m wrong, I say so.”
She couldn’t think with him so close. “Let me guess. You’re sorry we met? Or you’re sorry you hooked up with me? Complicates things doesn’t it?” She flipped her hair, trying to appear nonchalant. “Don’t worry about it. I’m not the type to hold grudges. I can move on and pretend we never met.”
His eyes narrowed and he crossed his arms over his chest, shaking his head. “That’s not it, Red. Don’t put words in my mouth. I can do that all by myself.”
Jennifer sighed. “Then what exactly?”
He blew out a hard breath. “You don’t make this easy, do you?” He didn’t give her time to reply before he extended his hand to her. “When we met, we didn’t exactly get around to proper introductions. I’d like to remedy that. Start over. Be real with me, Red. I know I’ve screwed up.”
She eyed his hand, wanting desperately to feel his warm skin against hers. The ache was so strong. The quaking gained with intensity as another tremor rolled across her shoulders. Then her eyes met his, seeing his sincere expression and the near-worried look he gave her. His honesty was evident.
She took his hand.
He felt wonderful. So warm. So hard. She wanted more.

Coming August 2017

Aftermath Available!

I’ve had several requests for Aftermath. This books has been dubbed to have a “cheating hero,” but honestly, Jon has gotten a bad rap. Just to clarify…he’s a drugged hero. If you’re interested in reading the alternate ending, I’m offering Aftermath exclusively through PayPal.

FREE Book: March 25th & 26th

Beneath Her Skin is FREE today and tomorrow (March 25th & 26th!) Make this romantic suspense novel your weekend read. There’s mystery, danger, and a handsome hero!

Beneath Her Skin

Brooke Stone runs a slumping hot air balloon business and pride keeps her from asking for help. Her last flight of the day introduces her to Damon Sinclair. He is mysterious, sexy, and he wants her to work for him. But there is deception at play. Someone is gunning for her, strategically placing Brooke at the center of danger, while Damon uses all his government resources to help her. She is two steps away from a break down, yet her new savior proves she needs a miracle, and she cannot help but hold onto his dust-devil storm, awestruck and seduced.

No matter their sensual cravings, trouble is coming… and so is the truth.

Excerpt

“Here we go—welcome to the fishbowl,” Damon said, leading her out into a semi-dark hallway lined with glass walls and various rooms.

There were conference tables with groups of men and women in deep discussion, and the other rooms reminded her of a James Bond movie with different gadgets undergoing testing. She was awestruck as Damon continued to lead her down the hallway, finally coming to stop in front of another conference room lined with wall-to-floor TV screens inside a video conference call with more S-Tec employees deep in an unfettered focus. A control panel was located on the outside of the glass wall and he flipped a speaker switch, filling the hallway with the sounds of the occupant’s discussion, though Damon immediately lowered the volume, but didn’t look at her.

“This is where all the aerospace ideas are birthed into existence,” Damon began. “Or where problems are worked out, but unfortunately, I haven’t the time to babysit the project as much as I’d like. And it’s a huge deal, but my time is spread thin. We have government contracts underway and I need someone to monitor transcripts of meetings, verify that problems are resolved, and file necessary documents with different governmental departments. Most of all, I need you to be my liaison. I need an invisible force.”

Finally, he turned and she cleared her throat. “Invisible force? You mean you don’t want anyone to know I what I’m doing. ”

His lips curved into a delicious smile. “As I mentioned, I need to switch tactics and make my decisions less public until my desired release of information. I want you to be my Aerospace Security Advisor, which you will receive a hefty salary, an office adjacent to mine and a company car and an apartment. I will need you on-call.”

She had not even accepted, but it was pretty much a done deal with her hand still in his and heat sparking up her arm. Damon had maneuvered her into a boxed corner.

“I… I haven’t said yes.”

He grinned wide with amusement lighting his sea-beauty eyes. “But you will,” he said so confidently with a matter-of-fact arrogance.

A sparkle of irritation burst through her stomach and she dropped his hand, taking a step back. “While I thank you for the proposal, any Joe-blow off the street can shuffle papers and answer a few calls or report to you. What do you really want?”

He descended so fast, pushing her up against the glass wall, his stomach was rock hard against hers, as he placed each of his hands on the glass surface at either side of her head. Her breath stopped and the coolness at her back was just what her skin needed after long, aching minutes of flushing excitement.

“I can’t lie—I want you close,” he rasped, brushing his lips across hers. “I want you so close no one will even know you’re here. I want you to teach me all your rules so I can break every one of them—just to be in the same room with you. This may not be the most ethical way of doing business, Ms. Stone, but the fact is… I can’t stay away from you.”

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On Paid Leave – New Cover Released!

Just to keep things exciting and fresh, I’d like to try a new cover for my mystery novel, On Paid Leave. The story is the same, only the cover has had a face lift. I really liked the dark colors, but I think the brighter colors will make the cover stand out. Here’s the new cover…

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Death is final. Murder is unforgivable. Bottom line: I was tired of it all… Suffering from PTSD with a snarky view of life, Detective Shawn Angel is forced to face her internal demons. As she heads out of town for some R and R, she finds herself yanked into a hometown mystery. A missing person and a murder doesn’t make for a relaxing vacation, but hey, chocolate could be her mental salvation. Confronted by her past love, Shawn must surrender her pride and consult on his case, yet he complicates matters in his no-nonsense manner. Their reunion is short lived when a murderer finds her, and beating the odds becomes number one on her bucket list.

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Death is final. Murder is unforgivable. Bottom line: I was tired of it all…
Suffering from PTSD with a snarky view of life, Detective Shawn Angel is forced to face her internal demons. As she heads out of town for some R and R, she finds herself yanked into a hometown mystery. A missing person and a murder doesn’t make for a relaxing vacation, but hey, chocolate could be her mental salvation. Confronted by her past love, Shawn must surrender her pride and consult on his case, yet he complicates matters in his no-nonsense manner. Their reunion is short lived when a murderer finds her, and beating the odds becomes number one on her bucket list.

#mystery #femaledetective #thriller #suspense #womensleuths #actionpacked #mustread

Word Count: approx 180 pages
*Available on Kindle Unlimited*
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On Paid Leave – Live on Amazon!

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Meet Detective Shawn Angel. She’s a force to be reckoned with…

Death is final. Murder is unforgivable. Bottom line: I was tired of it all…
Suffering from PTSD with a snarky view of life, Detective Shawn Angel is forced to face her internal demons. As she heads out of town for some R and R, she finds herself yanked into a hometown mystery. A missing person and a murder doesn’t make for a relaxing vacation, but hey, chocolate could be her mental salvation. Confronted by her past love, Shawn must surrender her pride and consult on his case, yet he complicates matters in his no-nonsense manner. Their reunion is short lived when a murderer finds her, and beating the odds becomes number one on her bucket list.

And about her bucket list…

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Excerpt:

Crossing my arms, I made no move to grab my duffel, although the chill of the tile floor seeped through my bare feet and up my calves. I was slowly freezing with only a wisp of a gown covering my nakedness. I could envision what it was like to be a stripper right before they ripped off their tear-away clothes, but there was no sexy music and no way would I shake my tush on the hospital bed for a few bucks. Even I had to draw the line somewhere.

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Amazon $2.99 – Also Available on Kindle Unlimited

Story Tags: Mystery Novel, Women Sleuths, Thriller, Light Romance, Suspense

 

Book Release: On Paid Leave – Coming July 26th

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Death is final. Murder is unforgivable. Bottom line: I was tired of it all…
Suffering from PTSD with a snarky view of life, Detective Shawn Angel is forced to face her internal demons. As she heads out of town for some R and R, she finds herself yanked into a hometown mystery. A missing person and a murder doesn’t make for a relaxing vacation, but hey, chocolate could be her mental salvation. Confronted by her past love, Shawn must surrender her pride and consult on his case, yet he complicates matters in his no-nonsense manner. Their reunion is short lived when a murderer finds her, and beating the odds becomes number one on her bucket list.

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Excerpt:

“You froze my boxers?”

I shrugged. “That’s what you get for ratting me out,” I said, thumbing toward Leo, who had the wherewithal to nip my digit, and then smooth a kiss over my skin. My toes curled, damn him. “Next time, keep your trap shut. Just sayin’!” I moved a little away from my man-crush before I forgot decorum and jumped him in the kitchen. Manners were key.

“Cruel, woman,” Hernandez said, shaking his head. “Seriously, couldn’t you come with something else?”

He took the bowl of frozen heroes from the freezer, setting it on the counter. Iced Batman and frozen Captain America shorts clunked with a thud. I hope Cap didn’t mind the refreeze?

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