Thursday, October 16, 2014

Throwback Thursday: Down N' Derby

Maddox is running.

By accident, he discovered long ago that he was adopted as a baby and his need to find his biological father has consumed him ever since. Now, on a road trip, determined to find his father and his sanity, and armed with locations and his cousin, Nixon, to help him, maybe he can find the answers he’s been searching for. With nothing but a suitcase and a wad of cash to get him there, lead after lead takes him further from home.
But he’ll find much more than he intended.

He finds Storey, a pint sized pin-up model who has learned painful lessons about guys. Her wounds run deep, but so do his. She knows what she wants, but will she recognize it when it’s right in front of her?

Maddox can’t touch anyone without feeling like his skin is crawling, but just maybe his instinct to protect this amazing girl will supersede his own hang-ups.

If he can brush her skin and start to feel alive inside...everything will change.

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Friday, October 10, 2014

Dethroning Crown Now Live!

Number ten is plastered on his team jersey and on his ego. In his own mind, Crown Sterling is the shit. He dates the prettiest women, he dominates on the soccer field, he pours money out of his pockets like it’s water. Until a debilitating knee injury puts him out of commission on and off the field. He’s sent to an isolated town in Louisiana to recoup, undergo physical therapy and heal. But it’s when you’re down that you find out who your real friends are, and what they value in you, if anything at all.
All Lyra wants out of life is peace and quiet. She grew up with a regular, everyday family. When she turned sixteen, rummaging through her grandmother’s hope chest in the attic, she discovered a secret that would turn her simple, normal life into a ball of chaos that revolved around her. But while she seems to face her fears head on in her career, she lives a life that’s secure and well hidden.
A new neighbor moved in next door and he’s decided that everyone needs to listen to his rap music, shattering Lyra’s quiet existence. Enraged, she stomps to the next townhouse over and who should open the door but a man whose good looks and charming smile knock her breathless.
How good looking? Just ask him.
How charming? He’ll tell you that too.
The king must be dethroned.
And a small town girl who’s been through hell is just the one to do it.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Throwback Thursday: Burden

In the depths of the Louisiana swamps, clans of bear shifters roam freely. Hawke Turnclaw, the Alpha over all of his kind, is drowning in the legacy left to him by the Alpha before him, his own father. When he goes on a rescue mission to save a rogue Black bear from the clutches of a Grizzly clan, he finds more than just a Black bear, he finds his mate.

Echo has always been told she's an anomaly, a fluke. She's the only bear of her kind and that makes her a hindrance to her clan. She's tried to run away, but they keep her tethered through guilt and a shock collar around her neck.

And then someone shows up claiming he's her mate.
Now belonging to a new clan, will she ever be able to understand that she's so much more than just a burden?

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Thursday, October 2, 2014

Throwback Thursday: How It Rolls

Despite the odds, Reed Wolfe is making it, by the skin of her teeth. Her dreams and aspirations will have to wait until she can get on her feet. Because right now she’s homeless and churning on a downward spiral.

Falcon Black is existing. Not living, not thriving, just jutting along a path. But when he finds Reed, he can’t resist the urge to help her, lighten her load. But Falcon tends to go overboard, over the line, crossing boundaries he never thought he would and risking her trust in the process.

Can she accept his love or will it end up smothering her? 

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Tuesday, September 30, 2014

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Sunday, September 28, 2014

Some Lila That I Used To Know

You're singing now, aren't you?

Admit it.

Also, this is the first time I've used gifs. Forgive me if they're stupid.

I digress.

There was once a girl. (Such a unique way of beginning, I know)

She was a stay-at-home mom. In the mornings, she would wake up, put the fixings for dinner into the crock pot, follow a cleaning schedule, and even baked two loaves of bread before the kids even woke up. Then she dutifully homeschooled her kids, fixed a sensible dinner with vegetables and everything.

She couponed religiously.

For the love of all that’s holy, that girl used to cross-stitch. CROSS-STITCH.

And she did that thing—like—she wore real clothes, not yoga pants, sports bra and a tank top all day. She brushed her hair and sometimes even—GASP—put on make-up.

Don’t get excited, it wasn’t that often.

She used to shower twice a day and dance with her kids in the kitchen to cheesy eighties music.

Such a goody two shoes. I mean seriously, the girl was such a kiss ass.

What happened to her?

She got the bright idea to write a book and never looked back.

She basically became a typing lump—in the best way possible.

Everything else went away.

Now her knees ache (what is that about?) her elbows pop randomly, and she carries around drops for her constantly dry eyes and Tums for her constant heartburn.

She’s now ADDICTED to coffee.

For a little over two years now, I’ve been consumed by this thing called writing. It’s the first thing I think about in the morning. Sometimes I dream about it. Sometimes I do that Walter Mitty thing and just space out completely.

And I love it. It’s been such a blessing to us.

We used to live paycheck to paycheck, no savings in sight. My husband worked his arse off and I did editing jobs here and there to bring in a little extra. We saw no hope for anything more in sight. But we were content.

Then I found writing.

There’s no other career I’d rather have in the world.

And the fact that someone, anyone reads my books just blows my mind day after day.

The thing is—I miss that Lila that I used to know. She collected her records and changed her number on me. I miss her homemade pasta Alfredo. I miss her little keychain chapstick holders that she used to sew on the side. There’s some remnants of her around here. Her menus are still in the perfectly organized Household Notebook she used to maintain. There’s an untouched coupon holder that misses me—my checkbook misses it too.

I began to feel like a failure as a mom and a wife and everything that wasn't writerly.


I miss that girl.

So my new mission is to work her back into my life—slowly.

Like so slow, she won’t even notice.

Hopefully I won’t either.

I’m starting in October by not eating out anymore. We used to eat out at most once or twice a month.

Now the lady at the Chinese place knows my name. And I'm all about the pizza. 

Little by little, maybe I can be a good mix of the Lila I love now and the Lila I used to know and love.


I’m trying.

It's all about balance. Which is incredibly hard. Little by little.

 Is there somebody that you used to know?

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Throwback Thursday: Sparrows For Free

There are skeletons in every closet. Some stay quiet—and some rule your soul with an iron fist.

Ezra is ruled by the ghosts of his past—and needled by the guilt they create. Not only does he have to manage his own guilt—his friends are forced to bear the weight as well. He lives in limbo, never dreaming of anything that lies beyond the grave.
In his mind, he’s a murderer, pure and simple.

Hide and seek is Aysa’s game. She begs for small spaces and empty places. But, she secretly desires so much more.
When they find each other, a hope for something new is sprung.
But Ezra’s skeletons are out for blood.

“I hide shock well. I’m a pro at hiding. I have no idea that whatever he had to tell me would be so personal—so heartbreaking. But, I quickly remembered that heartbreak was all around him every time he turned around. He needs no more empathy or sympathy in his life. He craves someone to give him a different take on a tired situation.
And different is practically my middle name.”