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Okay, so I’ve told you about the change in the Barnes Brothers series…now I’ve got some more news.  It’s exciting news, too.

But I can’t share it yet.

Soon, though.  I’m dying to tell people, but I can’t yet.  I’m excited, though.  I’m so excited…I’m going to tease a bit.

When can I tell you?

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New RS series…Secrets & Shadows

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So I’ve been tweeting/FBing about my current project, a new romantic series for St. Martins. Those of who keep emailing and asking…I loved the Ash books, are you doing anything else like it?

Well…kinda sorta.  🙂

The Secrets & Shadows series is another romantic suspense series, set in a small town.  Not quite so fictional, though, although I completely tear up the town.  I based in a Madison, Indiana, an area just about an hour or so from my neck of the woods.

There are three novellas that will be released in ebook, and then after that, three books.  The novellas, Burn For Me, Break For Me, and Long for Me revolve around the Bell siblings. They’ll start releasing in the spring of next year.

The books are Deeper than Need, Sweeter than Sin and Darker than Desire.  The first one will release next summer.

I’ll have covers for the novellas soon and I’ve gotten a look at the first book’s blurb…so more info is forthcoming.

Here’s a look at the first novella.

Burn for Me

Blackness wrapped around them, a sheltering embrace as his body moved over hers.

His hunger had an edge tonight.

He’d come to her late, appearing in the darkened doorway of her room and she’d barely had a chance to catch her breath before he was there, strong hands slowly pulling away the covers and then the mattress gave way under his weight.

Now, as his cock swelled inside her, as one palm cupped her hip and angled her up to meet each driving thrust, he buried his face against her neck as he muttered her name.

She gasped out his and had to bite back the words she knew he wouldn’t want to hear.

Tangling her hands in his hair, she arched and whimpered as heat blistered and pleasure consumed her.


He surged against her, harder. Faster.

She climaxed around him, muffling her sob against his shoulder.

His mouth covered hers, swallowing down that ragged, breathless sound.

Then he stiffened, coming inside her.


* * * * *


She wanted that purse.

Ali Holmes didn’t covet a lot of things, but as she told stood behind the counter of The Madison Pizza Company, she decided she was going to let herself covet that purse.

It was a safe obsession. Vivid, murder red, butter soft-leather. It cost almost as much as she made in a week—it would have to.  It was a Coach purse.  She had an eye for those things, mostly because she obsessed over them.  Drooled. Coveted.

Sometimes when she went shopping in Louisville or Lexington, she’d even let herself pet them.

But she wouldn’t ever buy one. How in the hell could she buy a purse like that when she could barely afford to put food on the table?

It was a safe enough obsession, because she knew she wouldn’t ever go and waste money she couldn’t afford to waste on something like a purse, not when her two boys needed shoes, not when she needed to figure out how to fix the roof, and not when she was still scrambling to pay the bills over the appendectomy she had to have last winter.

The owner of that gorgeous red purse stood in the doorway, blinking as her eyes adjusted to the dim light after being out in the bright sunny afternoon.

Ali gave herself another second to lust as she gathered up a couple of menus and tried to not to notice the way somebody was grinning at her.

“If you keep staring at the purse, she’s going to think you plan on mugging her.”

Just the sound of that voice was enough to make her heart skip, and maybe it made her knees a little weak, although she managed not to let it show as she turned her head and looked into the dark brown eyes of one Tate Bell, her other obsession.

He wasn’t so safe.

Lately, she was starting to think she might have to give him up.

He was like too much chocolate, too much wine.  She wanted to gorge on him, but he was oh, so very bad for her.  If she could keep herself to just lusting after him, it wouldn’t be an issue.  Lust was nice. Lust was healthy.  But she’d let herself get lost in him.  Lost herself to him.

Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad, if he could do the same.

But Tate had…commitment issues.

Hell, screw that. Tate had emotional issues.

With a lazy shrug, she said, “Nothing wrong with looking, sugar, right?”

A smile curved his lips.

That smile…damn it, that smile was what started it.  That was why she’d given into him in the first place, and all he had to do was flash her that smile at any given time and it made her want to forget herself all over again.

Forget the promises she’d made herself late last night, as she lay in her bed, with the scent of him still on her skin, while her heart split just a little more.

He might share her bed, but he wanted no part of her heart and she knew that.

She knew she needed to pull away from him.

What she didn’t know was if she could.

Summer’s Hottest Hero…Beg Me

So I’ll update this with a for-real link once I have it.

But All Romance Ebooks is doing a contest thing for Summer’s Hottest Hero.  And Drake, from Beg Me, was chosen as one of them.

You all can vote for it.

If you do, and if it gets enough votes, I advance to the next round. And then more voting.  The winners get prizes.  I like prizes.

If you wanna vote for me, I wouldn’t mind at all.


UPDATE: Nicole here…we have a link!! http://www.allromanceebooks.com/contest.html Yay!! And CONGRATS to Shiloh for her hard work on Beg Me and Drake’s entrance into the contest *G*.

No Longer Mine… print release….

Obligatory self promo first… ahem

Born on the wrong side of the tracks and dealt a fair share of hardship, Nikki Kline never gives up a fight. Even when her reason to keep going is ripped from her, Nikki tries desperately to hang on. But when the man who broke Nikki’s heart comes back into her life she doesn’t know how much she can take. Especially since that man seems determined to win back her damaged heart.

Wade Lightfoot is a man who knows he’s made more mistakes than most. As much as he would like to repair the damage he’s done to those he loves, Wade also knows there is no going back. But when he sets out to put things right the last thing he’s prepared to find out is that he had a son. A son he’ll never get the chance to meet.

When the truth is out and all the old wounds are bared, it seems impossible that Nikki and Wade will find their way back to each other. But true love is an undeniable force that even past hurts can’t destroy.

This book has been previously published and has been revised from its original release.

You can order


Samhain | Nook | Kindle | Kobo | Borders


Borders | BAMM | B & N IndieBound| Amazon

The book is out in print now… has pretty new cover. See?  It’s been expanded, revised, cleaned up, etc, etc, etc…it’s a better read than it was when it originally came out.  I still don’t think it’s my best work.  Some people, though, say this is their fave of mine.  Weird. Ah, well. Anyway.

On to excerpt…

“You’re going to be old before your time if you keep this up, sis,” a voice said softly, jerking her out of her reverie.

She turned her head and squinted up at Shawn. “Hey,” was all she said, not responding to his words. “What are you doing here?”

“I saw your truck on my way to work,” he said, kneeling beside her. His left eyebrow was neatly bisected by a thin scar. That, and the scars he bore inside, were his only physical reminders of the accident.

There were scars inside. She sensed it, wished she could help him…but she couldn’t even help herself.

Jason had been like a little brother to Shawn. He’d adored the baby from the first and talked about how he’d teach him to wrestle, to go fish…all the cool boy stuff. Stuff Shawn hadn’t ever had much chance to do himself.

“You ever wonder what would have happened if we’d just stayed at the store that day?” she asked softly. It was a question she’d asked herself a hundred times. A thousand.

“Only a few dozen times a week,” he said.

As she looked over and met his gaze, he shook his head. “And you know as well as I do, those kinds of questions will drive us crazy. Some stupid drunk hit us, Nik. You weren’t speeding. You weren’t doing much of anything except driving in the rain. Bastard hit us, ran us off the road. You can’t blame yourself.”

She just shrugged.

She could blame herself. And she did.

“Y’know, you’re going to be late for work,” she told him, turning back to study the headstone.

Shawn shrugged. “I doubt they’ll mind.” And even if they did, he didn’t care. How could work be that important when he looked at her and all but saw the dark cloud she had wrapped around herself? He settled on the grass next to her, uncertain of what to say. When he had been little, he had always run to her when he had been hurt. Nikki had always made the pain go away. And even when he had been nothing more than a street punk, causing trouble and raising hell, when he was in trouble, it had been her he had gone to. She had always fixed it in some way.

It didn’t seem fair that after so many years of patching him up and kissing away his tears that he wasn’t able to take away any of her pain.

“Jason is probably the sweetest angel in heaven, sis,” he said, looking at his feet as he spoke. He could feel himself turning red to the roots of his hair and he had no idea where those words had come from.

“I bet he is,” came her soft whisper.

And looking over, he saw the beginning of a smile on her face.

The words, wherever they had come from, had been the right ones.

Before Nikki got out of her truck she donned a dark pair of sunglasses and forced her unruly hair into a stubby ponytail. She hadn’t really thought she would be recognized when she had decided to use her own name on her books. She really hadn’t thought that far ahead. She had only wanted them to sell.

They had sold though, and she hadn’t exactly been in the best frame of mind when she was dealing with the contract negotiations. If she had thought things through, if she had listened to the agent she’d signed with, she would have gone with a pen name. She would have done something to have some modicum of privacy.

Now it was a little too late.

Besides, in a town the size of Monticello, everybody knew everybody else’s business. The hat and the sunglasses wouldn’t fool many people, but if it helped a little she was all for it. If she lived in a larger town she’d have more anonymity than she had in Monticello. In the past few years it had come to where she couldn’t go much anywhere without somebody hailing her down to talk about books.

My little girl wrote this. Isn’t that something…

I got a book. Can you help me…

And lately, total strangers who were just in town to fish were recognizing her. Nikki wasn’t ever going to let another picture be taken of her, and her webmaster had taken down the one they’d conned her into putting up. Now if she could just get it off the back of the books…

For a while she hadn’t minded the attention too much, but as time passed she started to crave solitude. People and questions were coming to grate on her nerves something bad. It was just a sign of her worsening depression, she suspected, and if she were smart, she’d just make the drive to Somerset where she was less likely to be noticed, but she didn’t have the energy.

She made it all the way through the store without any problems and was finishing up in the dairy section. She just might make it out of the store, she realized. It even had her mood climbing up a few notches—instead of toxic, it was just slightly hazardous.

She added a carton of yogurt and some cream cheese. As she went to turn the cart around she promptly ran into somebody else’s.

“Damn it,” she muttered, but her voice was lost under the sound of baskets crashing together and groceries tumbling to the floor.

A sheepish smile crossed her face and she said, “Sorry about that.” She would hit somebody whose cart was beyond full. Kneeling, she picked up a carton of cookies and Donald Duck orange juice. She placed them in the basket before stepping away.

The guy had knelt in front of a dark child of four or five, his face hidden as he scooped up items from the floor.

“No problem,” he said, although his voice belied his words. He sounded a tad—okay, he sounded a lot irritated.

Nikki was about to make a quick getaway, but then he stood. And revealed his face.

A very familiar face, one that haunted her dreams on a regular basis. His hair was shorter, cut at his nape, and his face had thinned out just a bit, the dimples at the corners of his mouth now slashes in his lean cheeks. But the eyes were the same, deep bottomless pools of brown velvet.

“Wade,” she whispered. Her eyes, stricken, then landed on the child’s face. A little girl, a little mirror of her father.

And of Nikki’s son. She wore a red T-shirt decorated on the front with a sketch of a bright-eyed puppy. A baseball cap in that same candy-apple red sat on top of thick black hair that fell razor-straight to her tiny shoulders. She held a stuffed cocker spaniel, a mirror image of the way Jason had carried his precious Mouse.

A knife slowly embedded itself in Nikki’s heart, started to twist.

For a moment his face was blank, and then his eyes narrowed. She was unable to move as he slowly reached up and tugged her sunglasses off.

“Nikki,” he breathed, his eyes lighting as though from within.

He took a step closer and brushed her cheek with the back of his hand.

That gentle touch shattered her like glass.

Update on Beg Me.. Kindle, Nook, etc

Just a reminder, guys… my weekends are my time to be with my family and I don’t tend to keep up with facebook, twitter, email, etc.  But a quick run-down on Beg Me, because of some questions/comments.


Okay, Beg Me is showing on Kindle now, you can find it here.

Now if people are having trouble with the files, I wish I could help, but as far as tech help goes, I’m useless. I don’t think it’s a file problem because a lot of people are downloading it fine with no trouble & reading it.  So the best bet is check with tech support.

Kindle-try here to start.

For Smashwords, (or if you want to buy from Smashwords) check their FAQs here for info about Nook, Kindle, etc. You can also contact their customer support by looking to the very top of the screen and clicking on the contact/customer support-be specific about your problem, tell them what device you have, what you’ve done and what problem you’re experiencing.

Re: The Nook

It does appear that Beg Me has gone through Smashwords premium catalog, and gotten the approval, which should get it out to the other various outlets, that includes Nook & Sony, and a few others.  I don’t know when this will be.  But it takes a few days to a few weeks.  Please understand that even if I were to upload the book on my own, it’s not going to post right away-a friend uploaded a title of hers and it took almost a week to post to the Nook store.

None of this stuff is an immediate process.  There are several other platforms out there and instead of taking a day to investigate each of them (at least), deal with the formatting (which could be an hour or another day long process and that’s for each platform…or I can simply go through Smashwords-from a time management standpoint, this is the wisest option.  They’ll handle the various stores, Nook, Kobo, Sony, Diesel, etc.  Since I also have writing to do, and a lot of it, I really need to focus on that.   I’m already running behind on my own personal deadlines this month from my surgery and that’s not even taking into account some time I gave myself off for the loss of two close friends.

For those who don’t want to wait, you can still get the book on your Nook now.  I realize that’s an extra step, but it’s not that much more complicated than saving a file to a disc-you just need your USB cord.

The format you want is epub, and you can browse Nook’s FAQs and forums for more info.  Here’s one forum where they talk about sideloading in particular (drag/dropping-it sounds complicated but it’s really not, I promise).

I actually just downloaded to my Nook-all I did was plug in my Nook with the USB, selected the epub file, clicked download and save to computer (not open), and when it the screen pops up, it will show your Nook, just save it to the Nook.  It took about one minute and all I needed was the account with smashwords and a paypal account.  This is also how you’d get books from other epubs like Samhain and Ellora’s Cave.

And while I don’t use my Sony as much-the same process (if I recall correctly) is how it works for the Sony, too and Sony will read PDFs & epubs as well, I believe.

All that info can all be found on Smashwords FAQ page. (as well as how to read on iPhone, iPad, etc)

Once I get more info about the other ebookstores, I’ll get them posted as well.