Monday, May 25, 2015

Bayou Bear Chronicles Series Spotlight

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?

Determined to be the best Beta he can, Rev has made sure to keep his distance from Martha, the female he knows to be his mate. He’s not sure he even knows how to be a decent mate to her.

All that changes when the Alpha and the Coeur conspire to make sure that Martha and Rev both face what they’ve known to be true for so long.

One look is all it takes, but there is so much more to being a mated couple than facing the claim.

Martha is not ready to give up anything in her life, not even to make room for him.

Rev is ready, but only as long as his female bends her life to fit into his.

Pushing and pulling, each one will have to decide which is more important—the life they’ve built, or the one they could have together.

Friday, May 15, 2015

The Thing About Hospitals...

I've talked about the subject some on social media, but I thought I'd go into more detail here. 

My husband was in an accident on April 29th and it turned our world upside down and spit it out sideways. 

Apparently, cutting down trees for neighbors can lead to a broken back and as of the time of this post, fifteen days in the hospital. That's what happens when you are catapulted thirty feet in the air by a tree who doesn't' appreciate being cut with a chainsaw.

I'm so grateful for the staff at this hospital for getting my husband better and teaching him to walk with a broken back and a pinched sciatica. 

That being said, I hate hospitals.

I hate the uncomfortable beds that you are supposed to get rested and healed on. I hate the showers that never really get hot. I hate the food that is supposed to nourish you back to health, but really ask your spouse to run to various food places all day. I hate the thermostat that either makes the place icy or hellish. 

I do love the hospital ice. It's kind of like Sonic. 

I'm writing this from a couch that squeaks because it's covered with the stuff that you throw over furniture when you want to paint. It folds into a couch that is an inch too short for the lollipop guild to sleep on. 

The thing is--this place is where I got stronger. I learned that physically, I am strong enough to hold my husband up while he learns to use a walker. Mentally, I am strong enough to gut up when there isn't time for crying or giving up. Emotionally, I can control my tears even when I don't have to. And more than that--I can write here, while nothing is convenient and none of the conditions are perfect. 

I've always been one of those 'get ready' people. In order to write, I thought I had to have the right music, the right desk, and the right coffee. Crackers and various snacks, along with my favorite lip balm and pens and journals had to be lined up on my desk. 

Maybe I've learned that all that isn't necessary. I'm writing on this mouse of a couch with no headphone and a honey bun that has spent its life petrifying in a vending machine for God only knows how long. 

I have a miniscule styrofoam cup of coffee next to me with powdered creamer and the pink stuff sprinkled in it.

But I'm writing. 

And it's lovely. 

I've put the links for His Haunted Heart at the bottom of this newsletter. It's my first historical, even though, in my mind it's a southern gothic semi-paranormal romance. 

I'm calling it historical.

Next newsletter, I'm going to be talking about controlling your bubble and what that means, especially now, to me. 

Still here. Still writing with nasty coffee. Still enamored with hospital ice.


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Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Forged In Fire Series Spotlight

Can two hearts be forged into one?

Cami Montgomery stole a car and smashed it into the front of a building in upscale Beverly Hills after a lousy date with the epitome of sleaze balls. The worst part, her parents are following through on threats after this latest plea for attention. Banished from her L.A. paradise and plunged into the Appalachian Mountains with her industrious aunt and uncle, Cami is about to find out how precious life really is.

Stockton Wright has been thrust into a hard life. He sacrifices everything to give his family and community what they need. He’s exhausted from life and work—and he’s only twenty four. What he needs is some change, and some sunshine. Even he will agree to that. He just doesn’t expect to find it in a stuck up, pompous, entitled Californian.

Cami bursts into Stockton’s life like wildfire, consuming all his thoughts and tangling him in her web. What starts out as a contentious rivalry evolves into a desire neither of them expected. When hammer meets metal, will they crack under pressure or be forged as one?

Cami and Stockton might just end up being exactly what the other one needs, but first their love will have to be drawn out in fire.

Tate Halloway lives life to the fullest. She had a rough childhood and a rougher adolescence. Now that she’s away at school and on her own for the first time in her life, nothing can hold her back from making the most out of every single day. Well, just that one thing. But she refuses to think about it. And why would she, when life is so much more fun when you’re living it, experiencing every little thing.

When she bumps into Bridger Wright, a childhood friend that was both a bully and a serious crush, she starts to see that not everyone thinks like her. She’s always had a thing for Bridger, but the guy she catches up with is a far cry from the little boy that used to put toads down her dress and pull her ponytails. She knows there’s more to Bridger than this sulking, disconnected version of him and she’s bound and determined to pull it out of him.

Bridger Wright has been spurned in love more than once. He always seems to trust the wrong girls and end up with a broken heart. He’s tired of it. And he has resolved himself to a life without love. He believes he’s better off, if only he could convince Tate too. Tate bursts into Bridger’s life like sunlight through clouds. She’s vivacious, energetic and adventurous. But she’s not without secrets. Just as Bridger starts to open up to her demanding presence and the feelings he can’t seem to deny, his trust is broken again.

Bridger and Tate are forced to face each other and the pain of their past. Neither wants to face their demons and deal with their hurt, but neither can deny the depth of their feelings for each other.

Their brazing love will take work and sacrifice. Both are capable of giving to each other. Both will have to decide whether or not it’s worth it.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

His Haunted Heart Is Now Live!!

Six years ago, deep in the swamps of Louisiana, Delilah’s face was marred forever at the hands of her sisters by the point of her mother’s kitchen knife. Despite her protest, her parents insist she make haste in finding a husband. But finding a husband isn’t an easy feat with a scar running the length of your face.

Porter Jeansonne keeps to himself. He lives in his mansion, set apart from the town he’s grown to detest. One night, walking through the town, seeking to collect a debt, he hears a man selling off his daughter in the most deplorable part of the darkened streets. He chooses to take pity on her and set her free from her despicable family. Until he sees her face. He then knows that maybe she is the mend for his haunted heart. 

Friday, May 8, 2015

UtopYA voting begins and I've been nominated! #Vote

Hey guys! I just wanted to give a heads up...I've been nominated in 2 categories for this years UtopYA Awards. This is such an amazing honor to be recognized and in the company of so many talented authors. 

How awesome is that? So here is the LINK for you to go and vote. Voting ends May 21st!
And again, I am truly honored! 
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Sparrows Series Spotlight

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.

“No, I’m sorry because I’m about to kiss you. I shouldn’t. I should stay away from you. I’m just gonna break you. I’m gonna ruin you and maybe ruin us both.”

“Maybe I want to be ruined.”


“Love isn’t crazy. Love isn’t a degree of insanity. Love is sanity at its purest. It forces your soul to make a rational choice—a choice to make another person’s happiness your priority, to allow them access to your heart and soul. Letting Ezra go was choosing to love him. Letting him go was the best way you knew how to choose his joy over your own. I can see it in both of you. This love isn’t one that will go down without a fight.”

Seven months is a long time to wait.
Ezra has three goals. There is no choice. He has to get better, for himself and for Aysa.
Except, his best friend Roman has moved in in his absence. He’s given Ezra’s girl a shoulder to cry on, a hand to hold, and a fighting chance at winning her heart.
Aysa knows who her heart belongs to.
But loving Ezra is no easy task.
Ezra never promised simple, he only promised his heart.
Aysa has two paths in front of her, one carries peace and one carries a love that never ends.