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Cupid's Desire Book Blast
My FREE book in the sale is Protected By the Wolf!
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My Story in the anthology is Summoning a Dragon. A little unexpected magic might be just what he needs to find his mate… Read the Blurb for Summoning a Dragon Here
Tuesday, February 14, 2017
Friday, February 3, 2017
I'm so excited to finally announce that Mating of Convenience (Mannix Dragon Shifters #3) is now available for pre-order!!
She makes a deal with the enemy…
What could go wrong?
What could go wrong?
Calla has to protect herself. She doesn’t have a choice. The stupid councilors have dreamed up a bogus assignment, just to send her to Dragon Country… alone… with the expectation she won’t be coming back. But she has a plan: she’ll seduce two dragons before she leaves.
With their scents on her, no other dragon will come near her…
Except the sexy and powerful dragons have different plans. They aren’t interested in pretending. They want to take a mate. Her.
Her shadow fell across the glass door to the private room, drawing his attention from Kolz. The shadow slipped across the floor like a teasing caress as she moved closer. Then he saw her.
The ever-present need to claim her curled through him.
Her usual charcoal business ensembles had been left behind tonight. Instead she wore red. It was the same burgundy hue as his dragon fire. Was that by design or coincidence?
Either way she looked stunning wrapped in his color.
She opened the door. The bellow of music and loud conversations surged into the quiet room for a moment before the door fell closed again on a hush. As she glanced around the room—her gaze jumping from Kolz to him and then over the array of vacant chairs and sofas— her eyes widened as if in surprise. She took a small, but perceptible, step back, toward the door.
Hmm… interesting. What had she expected to find?
“Hello,” she whispered.
“Calla,” Kolz said softly, welcomingly, as he pushed away from the glass wall. “Please, join us.” He waved toward the sofa he’d recently vacated.
A smile flashed briefly over her face as she met Kolz’s gaze, then she wove the thin strap of her tiny satin purse between her fingers. “I hope I didn’t interrupt anything.”
“We were hoping you would come,” Kolz said.
Then her attention slid to Xander, as if seeking to confirm Kolz’s statement. Her leaf green eyes met on his. They held gazes much longer than what would be considered polite or normal. Her pulse quickened and her scent grew richer, warmer… more enticing.
“I will be leaving tomorrow,” she said quickly. “And I’m sorry about the other day. I know Quick didn’t give you a choice. I get it. Really.”
She licked her lips. It wasn’t a sensual movement meant to seduce him, more of a nervous action, but the why didn’t matter. Just the sight of that glistening pink tip made his body tighten with anticipation.
“And I wanted to check your progress on the missing girls before I go,” she continued, as if unaware of the effect she was having on him.
Kolz frowned. “We haven’t had many answers yet. Quick has been clever. He’s hidden the evidence pretty deep. But we’ll get there.”
“Okay, good…” She nodded.
“Now why don’t you tell us why you are really here?” Xander said.
Her mouth dropped open in surprise, she obviously hadn’t expected him to be direct. When she didn’t answer immediately, he let his face relax into a smile. His gaze held hers for a moment, before he waltzed it down the creamy white expanse of her exposed neck to her shoulders, from there he let it tumble down the plunging neckline of her dress to the enticing mounds of her ample breasts. He meant for his perusal to highlight, without words, that her dress suggested she had something a little different on her mind… and he would be happy to oblige.
Forgive Me (Sanctuary Lake #2) is now available! (It was originally only available in the Crazy Cat Ladies anthology).
He hasn’t forgotten her. He still wants her.
If only she’ll forgive him for breaking her heart…
If only she’ll forgive him for breaking her heart…
When the neighbor’s cat deposits a severed finger on Rachel’s doorstep, the last thing she expects is that it’ll bring Grady back into her life. He shattered her heart when they were teenagers, but now she finds herself turning to him when a menacing stranger shows up at her door one stormy night. Can their reunion and reignited attraction survive the night or will the murderer strike again?
While he’d been in the other room, she’d turned on a light. She was huddled on her sofa with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. He should reassure her, but what could he say? Someone had just attacked her house. Any platitudes he could offer seemed inadequate.
He knelt before her and gently lifted one of her feet into his hands. A sheen of fine glass covered the sole of her foot and glinted in the light. He brushed the wet paper towel over it, wiping away the crystals. Then he did the same with her other one. A small cut marred this one. He patted it with a clean towel before leaning closer to examine it, but there was no sign of the glass and the bleeding had already stopped.
He opened his mouth to tell her about the cut. He looked up and his gaze locked on hers. Whatever he’d planned to say died on his lips.
A pale pink flush washed over her cheeks and her chest rose and fell quickly. It was the first time he’d noticed how her wet shirt molded to her body. It was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. There was just that thin layer of damp cotton shielding her flesh from his view, from his touch. Her nipples formed rigid little bumps, tempting him closer. Breasts weren’t usually his thing, but with Rachel, every part of her excited him until he was so hard he couldn’t think.
His hand tightened on the foot he was still holding. His fingers slid over her ankle, tracing the delicate bone. Her mouth opened slightly and his gaze dropped to it. Lingered there. Slipping and sliding along the soft pink contours of her lips. Then he lifted his eyes to trace the curves of her face, noting the spot where her dimple was, before returning to her beautiful blue eyes again.
How had he ever found the strength to turn away from her?
He leaned forward between her thighs. His gaze never left hers. He slid his hands along the outside of her legs over her flannel pajama pants, which were still damp from the rain. The gentle curves of her body felt so good beneath his touch. When he reached the swell of her hips, he paused and stared into her eyes. His face was close to hers now.
“I’ve missed you, Rachel Connors,” he whispered.
Then he lowered his mouth to hers.