Book Release: Under the Sun

Jennifer West lives a vibrant life, taking risks in her personal life…one man at a time. On her quest to find Mr. Right, she meets Jake Donavan. A man with some serious sex appeal. Yet he falls under the Mr. Wrong category. He’s an ex-black ops agent, working head of security for S-Tec. Jennifer’s mugging sends up a red flag, and Donavan works behind the scenes to discover her attacker. But there is something she doesn’t want him to discover, yet no secret can stay buried forever. As her stalker closes in, Donavan shows his gentle side—a man he hasn’t allowed himself to be in a long time.
Danger is rising and only one man may protect her…

Author Note: What happened behind the scenes of Beneath Her Skin? Catch a glimpse. See another point of view as familiar characters make a reappearance. Includes new content. This story is a standalone.


Cover Reveal: Under the Sun

Jennifer West lives a vibrant life, taking risks in her personal life…one man at a time. On her quest to find Mr. Right, she meets Jake Donavan. A man with some serious sex appeal. Yet he falls under the Mr. Wrong category. He’s an ex-black ops agent, working head of security for S-Tec. Jennifer’s mugging sends up a red flag, and Donavan works behind the scenes to discover her attacker. But there is something she doesn’t want him to discover, yet no secret can stay buried forever. As her stalker closes in, Donavan shows his gentle side—a man he hasn’t allowed himself to be in a long time.

Danger is rising and only one man may protect her…


Jennifer West strode down Main Street with her Penn State crew; girls she loved and trusted with her whole heart. Especially Brooke Stone. She eyed her best friend, loving how beautifully confident she appeared. Brooke needed this night to blow off steam. Life had thrown her friend a shit-ton of curveballs after losing her uncle to cancer and stuck with his debts.

But no more.

Tonight Jennifer and Brooke would shake off their hectic workweeks and have some much-needed fun.

Mike waited for her. He was about average height with wavy brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. So lean, the guy could work a pair of jeans. They’d met after her decision to try skydiving; a feat she’d enjoyed. He’d been her instructor, and they’d hit it off. One drink. Two drinks. They’d ended up parting their zippers.

He met her and her girls at the door of her favorite bar, Looney’s. His squad of dudes swarmed the front entrance, looking all hot and magnificent. This would be a great night, full of fun and excitement.

She had faith.

Mike snatched her up in his arms, laying a hot kiss across her lips. Nope. He did nothing for her—like their night had been. Stale. Lifeless. Forgettable.

She knew deep down, she couldn’t continue this path of guys and too many nights. But she hated to think that her life would boil down to her own company in her high-rise apartment…alone. Yet she wasn’t game for more forgettable moments either.

Something had to change.

As her party people moved ahead of her, she lagged behind. Not that she minded. There was no reason to appear too eager.

Out of the corner of her eye, Jennifer saw him. The him she thought she’d never see again.


He is here?

Her lusty reaction flamed.

She chalked up her horn bee response to him as normal. He hit at least 6’4 of pure muscle—the kind that resembled The Rock, but hotter. His close cropped hair added to his sexy factor too. The pure chocolate sin of his eyes held a darkness beyond color, a mystery she’d never solved in their brief time together. He had a Roman nose with high cheekbones down to firm lips. He had a mouth that knew every inch of her too. They had hooked up. She wouldn’t think about him now. Maybe he’d leave if she ignored him.

She had to forget him and she’d make herself. Her brain was on board with that concept, but tell that to her heart. Giving herself a mental shake, she would turn the corner on his dark and dangerous vibe.

Donavan’s eyes narrowed and his firm, drive-me-wild lips were set in a firm line. He towered over her, making her feel all soft and feminine.

He is too close.

She hated that she cared.

He invaded her personal space, his hand enclosing her wrist. “I need to speak with you, Red.”

Jennifer jerked her arm away. “I have nothing to say to you,” she volleyed, taking a step forward, trying to escape him.

“What game are you playing at?” he growled. “I have something serious to say.”

He crowded her, as if he were trying to intimidate her. Her jaw hardened. “I’m sorry, do I know you?”

She knew she was being bitchy, but he chose now to act as if he gave a crap? That he knew her? No, not happening. Butt hurt, she would not be. As far as she knew, he didn’t even know her name. That wasn’t grounds for an urgent conversation.

*Subject to change prior to publishing

Coming Soon…

Author Note: This story is a standalone. A part of Under the Sun crosses the timeline of Beneath Her Skin and some familiar characters make a reappearance.

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Love Unplugged

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…


“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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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.

Coming December 1st – Armed Judgement, Knights of the Imperial Elite (Book 3)

Armed Judgement, Knights of the Imperial Elite (Book 3)Armed Judgement

Coming December 1, 2015

In medieval England, during a time of political unrest, plots of treason turn deadly in the conclusion of a knight’s saga…

Rowan the McLeod is well known for his seductive conquests until the day he meets Lady Adara of HieLach from the borderlands. She is a woman of strength and a warrior in her own right. His fascination for her goes deeper than her healer skills or how she rides her massive beast of a horse. She embodies the one beauty he promises himself he will never succumb to—love and marriage.

Lady Adara’s life has been shaken, and she shoulders many responsibilities beyond a normal mistress. As the keeper of HieLach, her home is a refuge against an enemy known as the Gray Legion. She abides as guardian, a protector, and a healer, fortifying hopes and dreams with shelter, food, and safety. A secret keeps her bound in silence, yet the day her beloved knight goes missing, she must accept that she cannot handle everything herself.

Rowan alters Adara’s perception of happiness, showing her that life can be lived inside the shadows. As the Gray Legion vibrato abounds in a life-threatening ensemble, courage and love testify under the darkest threat and every choice is put on the line.

Read Prologue:


Danger whispered through the air, foreshadowing death and blood.

Decimus knew he was outnumbered, judging by the retinue of knights circling him. By a glance, he assumed they were Gray Legion. They were not Scots from a quick observation of their mismatched armor.

As a seasoned warrior, he knew nothing could have prepared him for the trap so carefully laid out for him. The advancing group totaled forty to his five, a death wish should he chose to engage them. From their hostile expressions, they were not here to invite him for a round of ale, boisterous laughter, and tales of wenching.

A wave of sudden regret washed over him, his life a crushing blow. For the last twenty-five years, Decimus had served Lord Samuel of HieLach, a wealthy merchant.

During one of Lord Samuel’s travels, Decimus met the lord under attack. A group of renegades was out to steal the lord’s convoy, and the outlaws most likely would have killed the lord’s group had Decimus not intervened. Lord Samuel had been highly impressed with the warrior’s abilities, offering a position at HieLach. Decimus had been uncertain if such a post was what he wanted, enjoying the comfort of nomadic knighthood, but he went to HieLach to see what prospect the lord so generously proposed.

Time could not erase the joys, the rewards, or the love he gained at HieLach these many years—a proud vocation full of honor and valor. His heart was forever changed the day Lady Adara had been born and with her, a sentimental calling—a heart’s daughter to his warrior’s soul. She was not his daughter by birth or blood, but she echoed a wish for a family. A desire Decimus had held so dear within himself, yet never gave a priority.

Lord Samuel had entrusted his only daughter to Decimus for guidance and training, unlike any other woman in all of England. The knight would do anything for the safety of his lady, even give his own life for the woman who held justice in the palm of her hand and kindness in her heart without fail. He needed the purpose HieLach gave to him as much as he needed the family that he had been given through his position. To his lost soul, he found life within the uncertain lands and with it—undying devotion.

Decimus sat upon his warhorse in full armor, clenching the reins of his horse between his fists. His coppery brown hair, streaked with gray, hung to his shoulders in messy waves. His eyes calculated the despairing odds stacked against him—he may die. But he knew in his heart of hearts he would be forevermore a knight of HieLach—even to death.

He drew his broadsword, eyeing the knight that came forward, stopping a few feet from him. “I will not give in easily,” Decimus said without a trace of fear.

The man smiled, but not with amusement, touching his sword to his helm in acknowledgement. “Indeed, that would defeat the purpose of an attack, would it not? But you are outnumbered, Decimus. Should you like to concede, I would happily take you prisoner.”

He snorted, shaking his head. “Not likely.”

The knight laughed. “Then, let the games begin!” he exclaimed, swinging his broadsword with a hard ring.

“With pleasure,” he returned, battling with fierce pride. The ratio by which he wagered was but a failed attempt at success.

Within minutes, the mighty warrior of HieLach Keep was overpowered and made a prisoner to the captain of the Gray Legion army.

Only God could save him now.

*Subject to change prior to publishing*

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Story Tags: Medieval Romance; novella

Re-Release of Aftermath!


*Free to read on Amazon Unlimited*

Haley Cohen damned Jon Mercer the moment he left her at the altar. He embarrassed her, shamed her, and took what shred of dignity she had left. Reconstructing her life hasn’t been easy, in fact, there are things she’ll never be able to forget. Yet, Jon makes a sudden reappearance in her life, reminding her of all her losses. He’s demanding, irritating and has some kind of nerve sucking her into his drama.

As Jon endures his past sins against Haley, he can’t change what he’s done. He had reasons for leaving–damn good ones. Now, everything he strives to protect is falling apart. No matter his determination, betrayal is in the works, forgiveness desperate, and secrets more than he can stomach. As hell steps up, Jon must fight against the one thing he wants more than anything…Haley’s heart.



Author Note added 09/13/2015:

For my lovely readers who use Kobo or B&N:

Regarding Aftermath…

In an effort to rebrand my site and novels, I have taken out most erotic elements from my books. This was a personal choice. (PS…Your current copy of Aftermath has all the hot love scenes.)

At this time, my books are only available on Amazon.

I would like to gift a replacement .epub copy to you via email. To keep this easy, please send me a screen shot or an invoice number of your purchase and I’ll send you an .epub copy of the updated book.

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Story Tags: contemporary romance; suspense; novella