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Indie Adventures Continued

October 21, 2014 | Teaser Tuesday

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I write erotic romances different enough from the genre standards I’m still amazed and very grateful respectable publishers took a chance on my work. The first story, an erotic romantic suspense earned positive reviews, a few fans, and gave me a mind-opening education. Every subsequent book and professional relationship has added immeasurably to my understanding of how to craft a good tale and so much more that I’d need to write a book to list everything I’ve learned from talented experts.

Seven years after than first contract, I still want to push the genre’s edges. For now, (I’m nothing if not fickle,)I continue to focus on revising, enriching and polishing those titles that have reverted to me and possibly expanding those series with new stories. :heart:

At the moment, I’m enriching and polishing Slave Market for re-release. More about that soon!

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DUEC, Demon Hunters III Release day!

October 17, 2014 | Fan Friday

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Release Day, be still my pounding heart!


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DUEC, Demon Hunters III Snippet

October 14, 2014 | Teaser Tuesday

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Here’s a peek from Duec and Belinda’s adventure:


“Okay, you might’ve believed you had good reason to hang out.” Too bad it wasn’t because a sudden realization you love me madly, and jealousy drove you to desperate measures. Better yet, you wanted to ravish me, starting with tearing off my clothes with your teeth. Hey, no harm in fantasy, right? Sexy dreams are loads more fun than some new horrible threat. Goblins and grief-crazed females are shake-in-my-pretty-boots scary.

Belinda’s favorite erotic daydream starring Duec played, the images growing explicit. She willed herself not to blush and shut off the triple X show. If she wanted to be treated as a capable woman, then she needed to behave as an adult would, keep her head in the game, and stop drooling over her protector. Duec looked after her. The same way he did with the demon hunters, the civilians, the council—everyone he considered his. She’d reacted to his concerns like a the worst kind of bratty sub.

The male redefined stubborn, but it was her quick temper and tongue making him as uncomfortable as she felt. The awkwardness was all in her mind—beyond stupid. Duec had no idea she lusted for him in her heart. She crossed the half a dozen steps separating them and patted his arm. Muscles rippled under her touch, radiating welcome heat into every cell in her body. “Next time, just tell me, okay?”

He almost quivered with tension. “I’ll try.”

“Not good enough.” She kept her tone steady.” I’m definitely playing with fire, but I’m not stopping. Her rebel fingers curled into his forearm. An insane impulse to exact her own penalty for spying made her tug him closer, stretch up, and steal a kiss.

His lips were impossibly soft and so hot her mouth burned. He stood as rigid as a statue—an enormous statue with an inner nuclear reactor core.

The same irresistible urge to be close drove her to burrow into all that power. She wanted to set him on fire, ’cause burning alone was so wrong.

The brawny arm she’d been clinging to wound around her. A big hand cradled her butt. He lifted her until a hard rope of arousal pressed against her sex. She reveled in the sensation. His impressive erection meant the searing heat sizzling through her veins wasn’t just a humiliating manifestation of her mad crush.

Lovely relief gave her courage to wriggle nearer.

Duec took control, deepening the kiss.

All rational thought vanished beneath his molten caress. In her mind’s eyes, erotic images flashed of her naked, undulating, and begging for his mercy.

He cupped her head, holding her in place for a more blatant claiming.

Even the graphic pictures burned away. Nothing existed except his addictive taste and scent—dark chocolate with a kick of fiery spice and hotter sex. She licked into his mouth, sucking his tongue, desperate for more.

A deep rumble vibrated from his chest. Oh my. He nearly purred. The sexy sound reverberated inside her, bringing her frightening close to shattering from a freaking kiss.

Her icy control met Duec’s nuclear blast, and she melted. The evidence soaked her scarlet thong. In that moment, she would have given him anything. Her icy control met Duec’s nuclear blast, and she melted. The evidence soaked her scarlet thong.

Then he broke the kiss, boosted her over one broad shoulder, and locked one arm securely around her legs.

From her upside-down vantage point, she spotted her carryall dangling from his free hand as he strode out of the private room. She couldn’t kick, but she beat on his back. “Stop. You can’t carry me through the club like this.”

“Cloaked us.”

His words rumbled through her, halting her in midpunch. “We’re invisible?”


Handy trick. Her cheeks burned as his words registered. She could’ve accomplished the same thing with a simple spell if she hadn’t panicked. Okay, panic is too strong. I’m just flustered by a kiss totally worth a little fuzzy thinking. “Where are we going?”

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DUEC, Demons Hunters III Coming Soon

October 10, 2014 | Teaser Tuesday

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Just a reminder, the original opening scene for DUEC, Demon Hunters III didn’t make the final cut. I still like the introduction and included in Free Reads. Here’s the link to Welcome to La Ceinture Noire.

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DUEC Cover Reveal

October 7, 2014 | Cover art,Teaser Tuesday

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I’ve read it about a dozen times and I’m still looking forward to the release! Here’s the blurb:


Duec, head of the demon hunters and La Ceinture Noire’s owner, is master of all he surveys, except fate. Death shadows him, drawing closer each day. A different foreboding whispers of danger to Belinda, the damaged halfling he’s sworn to protect. He’s waited a lifetime for her. She’s the other half of his soul, a true submissive too wounded to accept him as her master. He must make her safe from his enemies without him.

Unable to tolerate another’s dominance, Belinda, contract witch to the demon hunters, plays at Duec’s club as an icy Domme. She earned her nickname, Control Queen by giving other submissives the discipline they need to find release without ever seeking personal satisfaction. No matter how skillfully she manages her subs, the only male she longs for never sees the strong mistress she’s grown into, only the frightened, damaged child he rescued.

Then his enemies strike, capturing Belinda—changing everything. A failing Duec must battle ancient evil to save his mate and Belinda must find Duec before it’s too late.

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Snippet from TEY, Demon Hunter II

October 3, 2014 | Fan Friday

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DUEC, Demon Hunters III releases this month. Each book stands alone, but I prefer to read a series in order. For those gentle readers that share my preferences here’s a snippet from Tey and Miranda’s adventure.



The last rational part of Tey’s thinking shrank to a distant hiss of concern as he ground his built-in package protection against her soft belly. “Duec was right. I need release.”

He angled to graze her silken lips, dipping lower to kiss his way to where he’d slipped the third blouse button from its hole.

“Now?” she huffed against the short hairs on the side of his neck.

He didn’t detect any alarm in her seductive voice, but the blood pounded so hot and heavy in his head that a freight train’s warning whistle would have been hard to catch.

At least she hadn’t said no. She should have. Then he might have died a male of honor. Now he waged a hopeless battle with every cell of his being to keep from claiming her.

She was delicious and aroused, but she wasn’t ovulating, so he was spared the shame of forcing her into a permanent bond.

Just one boarding the eternal commitment train. Him.

He reached for the knob of a supply closet. Not a great setting for their first time, but it beat the hall.

Miranda clawed at his arm, clear panic hiked her alto up a full octave. “What are you doing?”

“Arranging a little privacy.”

“In there?” Her beautiful eyes widened to saucers.

He dipped his chin slow and careful in an affirmative, hoping to soothe her fears.

“No way.” She shook her head vehemently.

“Okay.” She didn’t like closets, fine. The walkway worked. He wasn’t shy.

The least he could do was make this first round of sex pleasurable for her. Not much hope there either. His control was on a short, frayed leash.

His whisker-roughened chin rasped across a stiffened nipple, and he blindly captured the peak in his mouth, sucking her tender flesh hard right through her shirt and bra. While he suckled her taut nub, he teased the other tip, rolling it between thumb and fingers.

Miranda moaned and arched closer, giving herself to him as sweetly as a well-trained submissive. Grateful for her generous gift of trust, he switched nipples, he took his time torturing the other peak with lips, tongue, and teeth.

A satisfying feminine whimper encouraged him to snake his right arm under her skirt where he slipped under the edge of delicate lace panties. The thin barrier was damp with the intoxicating scent of her chocolate cream. He pushed the flimsy material aside and stroked her swollen sex.

She gasped, and her legs parted, giving him more room.

Thrilled to find her so slick and ready, he panted for a second or two as his fingers danced through the
silken folds and flutes, spreading liquid excitement from her core to her clit again and again.

“Please.” She gasped, wriggling against his hand.

“Don’t move.” He skimmed the scrap of lace down her legs. Crouched at her feet, he demanded, “Step out of them.”


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The mysterious case of the missing royalty checks from Ellora’s Cave Continued

September 30, 2014 | Real life


Earlier this month I wrote about not getting paid and asked readers not to buy my Ellora’s Cave titles. Here’s the link to that post in case you missed it. I removed the covers and excerpts for those books because there’s no way I’m promoting a publisher who’s selling my work and not paying royalties due.

There’s also nothing practical I can do to stop them.

I’m not wasting any more of my time and energy on something I can’t control. What I’m doing is writing the best stories I possible can and giving daily thanks I’m living my dream–writing for a living. :heart:

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Jeep Diva Reviewed Joon’s Temptation

September 26, 2014 | Fan Friday

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Stormy Vixen gave Joon’s Temptation five stars! Here’s a snippet from her review:

“This fast paced and smooth flowing plot keeps reader shivering in anticipation with suspense, drama and romance. The well written scenes and details capture the imagination and bring the story to life while the well orchestrated drama and suspense draw the reader deeper into the story and the strong compelling characters grab the reader’s attention and encourage them to follow along on their journey.”

The entire review is here

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Snippet from COLIN, Demon Hunters I

September 23, 2014 | Teaser Tuesday

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DUEC, Demon Hunters III releases next month. Each story stands alone, but I love reading series in order. For gentle readers readers who share my preference here’s a snippet from Colin and Holly’s adventure. :heart:

From under her lashes, Holly watched as the doorman placed a folder on the counter. All she saw was her captor’s broad shoulders bunching and straining an expensive evening jacket while he bent his head and flipped to the last page of the document. With a click of the pen, he scrawled an illegible signature and then beckoned Harry closer. They spoke, but their voices were pitched too low for her to catch any of the conversation.

“You’re covered.” He pushed the pen and folder closer to the doorman, then handed over her coat and sparkly clutch.

When had he unbuttoned and removed her coat? Had she given him the purse? She didn’t remember doing any such thing. Holly drew in a deep breath to clear her muzzy head or perhaps to protest his presumption, but his intoxicating masculine scent filled her lungs and raced through her bloodstream, diverting every thought except how wonderful he smelled.

A terrific example of needing to be careful what she wished for. She’d wanted to know if she really was sexually submissive. Confirmation was looking more definite with every breath.

She was fairly certain the club safeguards that Tamara had told her about—a standard practice at well-run fetish clubs, which were designed to guarantee her safety—had just been dispensed with by the Dom holding her neck. Why hadn’t she stopped to consider how hard it would be for a submissive to deny a real Dom anything he wanted?

She should have been frightened. Instead her nipples grew more rigid, begging for his attention, and her core bloomed for him, soaking the small piece of lace between her legs. Her response was so far from normal that she had to swallow before she spoke to his back. “Are you taking me to the slave auction?”

“Absolutely not.” He chuckled without turning. “But if you’re very good, I might let you watch a little of the bidding.”

Without her having seen him move, he was behind her. He steered her into a secluded corner, pinned her against the wall, and slipped a silky blindfold in place. “I don’t want you distracted.”

Intending to protest his highhanded treatment and the blindfold, her lips parted. He whirled her around and covered her mouth with his.

The kiss started slow as he brushed his lips against hers over and over until she burned for more. She strained closer, but he’d transferred his grip to her shoulders and easily held her where he wanted her. Tiny licks tasted the inner edge of her lips. She was lost in his flavor—a dark chocolate with a hint of her favorite green tea and something more—something sinfully erotic. She’d been kissed before, but never like this—like she was delicious and necessary. Seduced by his taste, she forgot to breathe.


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LAS reviewed Camille’s Capture

September 19, 2014 | Fan Friday

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The tasteful Waratah reviewed Camille’s Capture and said, “Watching how quickly the characters melded together for each other was enjoyable. It’s what made me really like the book. I’d recommend it to anyone looking for a sweet sci-fi love story with some serious heat.”

The entire review is here

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Duec would've waited forever for Belinda, until his enemies targeted her. Now time is the ultimate hard limit and hers is running out.

One dangerous warrior woman plus two rogue demon males equals a love to threaten an empire.

She finds paradise in the arms of twin brothers, but their law demands she chose one warrior to mate and one to die.

One woman, two men, three wounded hearts, although mated, their love is forbidden.

A plump, sweet-natured breeder, is caught in New Eden’s endless war with Baldor. Her mates need cunning and courage to rescue her. They need a miracle to capture her heart.

Scarlet’s wolf connection shattered while held captive by a pack of rogue Alphas. Determined to serve a pack in need of her healing, she searches for the legendary werewolf whisperer.

When both Hunter and Tru bond with Amber their mating triangle threatens everything they hold dear.
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All Holly wants is a dom to call her own. All Colin wants is a sweet little slave and some rope. It should have been so easy… Why the hell did she have to be human?

Fiery Miranda agrees to serve as Tey’s sub-- definite type casting. She’s loved him forever, but he accepts her only under duress. Can she still win his love?

World War II heats up on the home front. For two lonely Alphas sex ensures survival. Vivian loves Fergus, but a pack leader can’t bow to anyone even when surrender is her only chance for true victory.

Ivy craves Chet’s touch almost as much as she fears it, embracing the heat arcing between them will either kill her or cure her.

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