Friday, December 27, 2013


I am so excited to finally share this cover with you! Sk8er Boy begins a new, new adult trilogy--Go Big or Go Home. There will be three books in the series to start, but plan to have many Mavrick Allstar novels featuring more athletes and their sports agents.

Series Overview

Helena "Lena" Mavrick is just out of college along with her two best friends, fellow sports agents, Trista and Hannah. With schooling over, Lena's fortunate enough that her father owns the internationally successful agency - Mavrick Allstars. Now, Lena has a plan to get her two friends on board at Mavrick's. But it'll mean signing elusive Gunner Smith and a wily bet with her father.

Julie at A Tale of Many Reviews Tours has arranged for a Sneak Peek and ARC Tour for the novel, so head over and sign up if you are interested in participating.

Here is the cover:

  This cover was designed by the fabulous Sarah Hansen at Okay Creations.
Please take a moment to add Sk8er Boy to your Goodreads Shelf!

Genre:  New Adult Contemporary

Release Date:  February 17, 2014


Fresh out of college with her Masters in Sports Management, Helena “Lena” Mavrick is ready for her first client. Fortunately, she already has a job since her father owns Mavrick Allstars, an international sports management company. Lena has her sights set on twenty-year-old Gunner Smith, a talented, just-on-the-cusp champion ready to take the world of skateboarding by storm. Problem is that Gunner is also taking her by storm. He’s harboring a painful past in those deep blue eyes of his. She suspects that pain comes from his bully of a father and her heart hurts for him. When things turn tough and violent, can Lena get him to lower his defenses and trust her? Can she remain professional or will she lose herself in the deep ocean of his eyes?

Gunner’s father doesn’t trust sports agents, but tenacious Lena Mavrick convinces Gunner that she can take him to the pinnacle of success and make his dream of skating to the top a reality. Going against his father’s wishes could cause problems in Gunner’s personal life, but he's determined to break away from his father's tight, punishing hold. As he gives his battered heart and himself over to Lena body and soul, will she keep her promise and go the distance with him? Or will his father ruin everything in an attempt to control Gunner once again.

Tuesday, December 17, 2013



The second book of my Hope Parish Novels in the A Perfect Secret Series is ready for you to consume. I enjoyed writing Boone Outlaw very much and he might end up being my favorite brother. Not sure yet because Braxton is next and his volatile relationship with River Pearl. Going to be interesting how that plays out. The toughest of the Outlaw boys meets his match.

Verity and Boone do some soul searching, go through some turmoil, and when it all comes down to her revealing her secret to Boone, can they overcome anguish and the heartache? Will Verity sacrifice Boone to her secret?

This cover was designed by the fabulous Sarah Hansen at Okay Creations

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Where to buy

Genre: New Adult Mystery

Release Date:  Now


How can they have a future when their past is based on a lie?

The perfect preacher’s daughter, Verity Fairchild, has something that only she and God know about and she wants to keep it that way. Her mistake was easy to keep secret when she was out of town, but now that she's come back to Hope Parish for the summer, she comes face-to-face with the guy responsible for it all. Boone Outlaw nearly ruined everything for her and despite the fact that he's now working at her father's church, she's determined to stay as far away from him as possible.

Boone Outlaw doesn't understand Verity's anger towards him. He barely knows her. In high school she was Holy Mary Verity and she was off limits - except in his dreams where Verity seems way too real. Most of the time he was wasted in high school, not the type of boy Verity would ever look at twice, but he can’t shake the feeling that something might have happened between them. He’s going to break his own rules to get the answers he needs straight from Verity.

What will Verity do when she finds something in Boone that she never knew existed and her perfect mistake is the only thing that could stand between them and their happiness? Will she sacrifice Boone to keep her secret?

Friday, December 13, 2013


I'm introducing you to a new world with the first book in my new Urban Fantasy, The Starbuck Chronicles: AfterLife! This story is about Lily Starbuck, a witch who has totally lost her memory. The change in her life is drastic and heartbreaking when she finds that her business partner of three years has betrayed her and cleaned out their bank accounts. Lily can get no answers when she finds her dead. Her partner's death sets her on a path of danger, intrigue, and the fantastical. Will Lily survive long enough to discover who she is?

Here is the cover!

Thank you so much to Julie at A Tale of Many Reviews Tours for arranging the cover reveal today. If you see it around, please comment, retweet and share so we can get the word out to everyone.

   This cover was designed by the patient, talented and fabulous Jessica Allain.

Please take a moment to add AfterLife to your Goodreads Shelf!

Genre:  Urban Fantasy

Release Date:  January 20, 2014


Series Overview

The fine thread between reality and the fantastical has snapped. The mortal and supernatural must learn to co-exist in post-reality Minneapolis/St. Paul where video games leak monsters into the night, demons roam, thirsting for more than just blood, people are not who or what they seem and a diabolical evil plots and plans to devour the world.


Lily Starbuck’s day doesn’t start well with blood on the horizon and a grumpy werewolf who refuses to pay his catering bill. Her day only gets worse when her catering company business partner turns up dead after cleaning out their bank accounts. Lily is now heartbroken and flat broke.

Enter the Fairy Dust Administration (FDA). Fae dust hounds hot on her partner’s trail for dealing in illegal dust now turn their attention to her. Their leader, sexy Talon Sunstrike, takes a particular interest in her and is hard to shake.

With Lily’s very livelihood in jeopardy, she has no choice but to discover who killed her partner and try to track down the cash with only a cantankerous gnome who delights in going invisible on her as backup. Clues lead her to an open case being investigated by Otherworld Security (O.S.) and the tough O.S. Warden, shapeshifter, Rayne Parish.

It seems a rogue mage has created a video game that is unwarded and game monsters are being released to terrorize the citizens of the Twin Cities. Trouble is Lily has reason to believe that this mage killed her partner.

In this world gone mad, Lily’s biggest challenge…is to survive


“I don’t go around giving out my cream puffs for free,” I said.  My hands landed on my hips, a good sign that I was agitated.  The wood decking of my client’s patio was vibrant beneath my feet, sending power up through bone and tissue with perceptible warmth.  A wisp of my blonde hair had escaped the haphazard bun and caught in the gentle, but chill early morning breeze that sailed past me to play hopscotch with the dead leaves.  With a fitful gust, the wind lifted the leaves off the deck and threw them out into the backyard, like feathers from an angel’s wing.

The accusation hung between us like a portent of danger.  Mr. Bailey’s muscles tightened.

The full moon was just setting behind the tall buildings of St. Paul, and the soft glow of dawn played peek-a-boo with the horizon. “I can’t believe you’re trying to stiff me on the bill.”

Are you a good witch or a bad witch?

That was a really good question. And because there was a black hole where my memory should be, I didn’t really know the answer.

Mr. Bailey was sprawled in a chair on his deck, having just turned back from a werewolf into his human form.  He looked spent and effectively partied out.  Sweat dripped from his shaggy black hair onto his bare shoulders and slid down his well-muscled chest.  The chill breeze didn’t seem to affect him at all.  I stared at Mr. Bailey and he focused on me with piercing blue eyes that transitioned from contented to puzzled.  He didn’t answer, looking to the rising sun as if he was contemplating his next words carefully.

I followed his gaze and took a quick intake of air.  The sky was tinged a bloody red.  The ominous sign made the back of my neck prickle with fear.

After a moment, our eyes met and Mr. Bailey’s deep blue ones were guarded.

I sighed, my hands flexing on my hips.  Was I a good witch or was I a bad witch?

Glinda had it right, but when she asked Dorothy that question there wasn’t any turmoil for that goody two-shoes from Kansas to ponder.  Me, on the other hand...I was the witch in this story.  At the moment, rightly acting so, but I’d lost my memory and had no idea how to answer that question.

I could blast Mr. Bailey, or I could reason with him.  If my inclination was to blast him, was that about anger at not getting paid, or some kind of bad witch character coming through?

Maybe if I clicked my ruby slippers a couple of times, that answer would come to me?

Then again, I figured it was more prudent to ask questions first, blast second.  Otherworlder Security usually frowned on blasting as a means to handle disputes.

Not many, supernaturals or humans alike, wanted to be on the wrong side of the O.S. But I had a few tricks up my witch’s sleeve.

 “Kitchen Witches is a business, Mr. Bailey, not a charity,” I said pointedly, ignoring his expression.

He looked at me, incredulous.

My partner, Olivia Vesta had been generous enough three years ago to bring in an unknown Starbuck’s employee with no memory.  She had mentored me and nurtured me into the kitchen witch I was today both in food and in the craft.  Together we had built the business from the ground up.  She had taken me in and provided something concrete when my world had vanished.

She had given me my afterlife.

Olivia had taken this job for her main supplier Mr. Chris Bailey, and this full moon party had been a howling good time thanks to our food and drink.  I was bone tired, which didn’t add to my disposition or my patience.  It was almost morning and I wanted to sleep.  My anger was taking on a life of its own.  Growing.  Imposing itself.  His silence incensed me.

With my elfin features most people mistook me for fae, but I wasn’t one of the fairy folk.  I was one hundred percent witch.

As to who I was and where I came from?  That was a mystery that I hoped to solve someday.  Right now, I was being stiffed.

“Look, Mr. Bailey, I’ve been up since five o’clock yesterday morning preparing to make your party the hit of the season.  Judging by the happy members of your pack who have just left, I’d say that mission was accomplished.  Now, it’s time to pay the piper.”

“Ms. Starbuck, I think there’s been some kind of a miscommunication here.”

“Oh?  How so?  Because usually when someone provides you with a service, you pay for it.”

Easy does it.  There’s a reason that witch rhymes with bitch.  Lest you make him feel cornered and then you will have an angry werewolf on your hands.

His expression didn’t change, but he conceded a nod, “Yes, that is true. . . .”

“Wasn’t everything to your satisfaction?  From the appetizers to the dessert?”

“Well, yes, exquisite.  The meat had that just killed flavor and was perfectly raw.  The cream puffs were. . .words escape me.”  He waved a hand.  “That isn’t in question.”

“Well, then it seems that we’re at an impasse, Mr. Bailey.” I spread my legs and balanced my weight. “I’ll take the remainder of the bill now, Mr. Bailey.”  I said quietly.  Tacit promises, should he refuse, in my tone.
I would have used my womanly wiles on him.  Being five foot ten gave me the advantage of a tall and willowy frame, my figure full in the right places.  But my hair was up in a messy topknot, my Kitchen Witches apron splotched in different places with hot buttered this and creamy that.  Nondescript baggy jeans, and sneakers didn’t exactly scream sexy.

I didn’t get the expected reaction from him.  He stood, but I held my ground.  Attitude was everything.

My show of strength would either be something he took offense to or admired.  I wasn’t about to back down from a client no matter who or what they were.  I had a car payment due.  Just this morning the landlord called about our commercial property and said he hadn’t received the rent this month.  So now my stomach was starting to clench.

The transformation from virile human male to snarling were happened in a twitch of Samantha’s nose.  Before I could say anything or backpedal away from him, he sprang.

I braced for the impact.  The strength of him was evident when he hit me and knocked me to the deck, his paws heavy on my shoulders.  He effectively pinned me down.  His breath was hot on my face; the smell of feral had quite a distinct, lethal odor.

My heart pounded.

I grinned and spoke one word. “Permoveo,” and invoked the spell I had stored in my chi  with the softly spoken word.  The power word was whispered into the cauldron at the precise moment it becomes the spell.  If it wasn’t done right, the spell would either be too weak to work or ruined and the witch would have to start from scratch.

Mr. Bailey found himself kissing air on the deck as I viewed him from a safe perch on his balcony.

He looked up at me and I smirked taking any chance that I could to practice the fine art of smirking.

I might not know if I was a good witch or a bad witch, but I was definitely a prepared witch.

“There aren’t many who can surprise me.”

I shrugged.  “I’m not much of a roll-over-and-show-you-my-tummy-kind-of-gal.”  I gave him another one of my perfected smirks.

His eyes darted behind me and, too late, I felt the push of two strong hands as I tumbled off the balcony.  I only had a moment to invoke my levitation spell before I hit the unforgiving wood of his deck and broke my stupid neck.  Just before I hit, the spell took effect and I found my nose only inches from the heavy wood deck.  Righting myself, I looked up to find a beautiful female I had seen hanging on Mr. Bailey at the party.  She narrowed her golden eyes at me, morphed into a were and jumped from the balcony to the deck with the ease of a cat.

She stalked towards me, her lips pulled away from her very sharp teeth.  She growled low beneath her breath and leapt at me.  This time I was sure it wasn’t to just teach me a lesson.

Great, double-teamed by a pair of weres. The anticipation of besting them was probably a good sign that I was a bad witch. A bad-ass, bad witch. Now if I could just avoid getting my throat ripped out long enough to collect my due.

That was always the trick in this new world order...survival...

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

BTS and Wild Child Publishing Present: Christmas Paws Blog Hop

 December 3rd - 10th

Grand Prize of $200.00

My furry baby is our Little Cat. She's about nine years old and as cute as a button. She still only weights about ten pounds and fools around like a kitten. She's a gray tabby with this gorgeous tan color and has green eyes. She loves to be loved and when she thinks she's not getting enough attention, she lays on her back with her paws curled (we call it bunny feet) and looks at us like, "Yeah, you know you want to pet me." :-)

Although I have a cat, I've written quite a bit of romantic comedy that involve dogs. It's Sex in the City meets the Dog Whisperer. Here are the books in the series. The first book is Leashed and it's free.

Here's what Leashed is about:

 And they call it puppy love!

When Jack falls head-over-paws for cute and cuddly Jill next door -- that creamy coat, those soft brown eyes, and, yowza, those long legs, he simply cannot help himself.  Bing, bang, boom, a few weeks later, Jack has some 'splaining to do when that cute female is with puppies.  Jack's going to be a father, trouble is his lady love's owner and his owner need a little shove into love.  Being a large and in-charge Great Dane, that's no problem for Jack.  With a little cooperation and a little matchmaking, some nudging, whining and puppy dog eyes, hopefully, everyone will live happily ever after together.

You can check them all out here on my Goodreads page:

I also write New Adult Contemporary Romance

A Perfect Mess is available and A Perfect Mistake will be out in December!
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I will be giving away a pet themed necklace and a treat for your pet. Be sure to leave a comment on this post so that I can get in touch with you if you win! That's it. Happy Christmas Paw Hopping!

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Sunday, December 1, 2013

The 12 NA's of Christmas Sale!

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The sale begins today! All the books will be .99. A little Christmas present from all of us to all of you! Enjoy!
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What it's about:

In the season of hope, in the season of giving…

How far would you go for your friend?

Alissa Thompson has been the good girl her whole life. Her uninterested parents don’t understand her hopes and dreams. But this Christmas when her steadfast childhood friend Charlie needs her more than ever, she can’t back down. Crossing the line means being braver than she has ever been in her life. It means changing and growing and taking a stand.

Dakota Gray was brave in the face of debilitating fear. But he lost himself in that blood soaked day and has shunned everything he once knew. Now shattered and broken, he hides out in isolation, his wounds beyond healing. His heart closed, his emotions buried, he’s a man on the edge of self-destructing. Little does he know that courage would be found in another searching for the strength to be brave.

Now snowbound in the Colorado Rockies one week before Christmas, Alissa thought this was about her journey and her friend, about setting him free. But from the moment she meets Dakota, she learns about what real bravery is all about. What real love is all about. But is the season enough, her courage enough, her love enough to heal this hero’s brave heart and in the end set herself free?


About Magan Vernon and OFF THE MARKET:
Etta Davis must decide if a second chance with an old flame is worth taking her house, and her heart, off the market.

A hilarious, heartwarming Christmas tale about finding love in the least likely situation.

About Chelsea Cameron and CHRISTMAS CATCH:
She swore she was never going back to the tiny fishing village she came from. So did he. But when they’re both dragged back to Saltwater, Maine, they might realize it’s where they belong. Together…

About Breena Wilde and FROSTED MIDNIGHT:
Willow St. James needs a miracle and an encounter with Austin Merrick at midnight on Christmas Eve may be just the answer she’s looking for.

About A. Meredith Walters and WARMTH IN ICE:
 Clay and Maggie struggle to build a future while overcoming the demons of their past. And during the heat of a Florida Christmas they are reminded that theirs is a love worth fighting for.

About Sawyer Bennett and IF I RETURN:
What was supposed to be a quiet Christmas holiday turns into a life changing event for Hope and Jack. The only problem? Jack is headed off to war, and there is no guarantee he will come back.

About Shelly Crane and WIDE SPACES:
When they found each other, they knew that life had given them a second chance. But a life together that saved them will become a life they think is lost forever.

About Addison Moore and WINTER KISSES:
 Having a one-night stand with your ex is never easy. She thinks its revenge sex. He thinks its make-up sex. Things can only go wrong from here.

About Marquita Valentine and ALL FOR YOU:
The only thing West Diaz wants for Christmas is McKenzie Walsh’s forgiveness, but she’s not ready to make nice, until, that is, he willingly humiliates himself in public to prove he’s not the same guy who bullied her in high school. But can one simple act overcome years of torment?

About Sarra Cannon and A SEASON FOR HOPE:
After a devastating breakup, Bailey Houston just wants to give up on life. But can sexy med-student Judd Kohler teach her that Christmas really is a season for hope?