Sci-fi, paranormal, thriller-mystery, indefinable, I'm an author who adds sweet and spicy layers of romance to any genre.
I was born in upstate New York, land of cows, snow, drizzle and sometimes a ray of sun.
My late twenties found me running family owned greenhouses and florist shops in New York. When the reality of retail life became too mundane to handle, I began an obsessive love of creating more interesting worlds.
What Cassi thought was a simple obsession with clean water has taken over her life. When she orders a distiller online to replace the one smashed by her abusive boyfriend, she gets more than she bargained for.
Enter a man with a badge, hunting a terrorist, and Cassi is his number one suspect. Not only is she struggling with her fixation on pure H2O, she has to prove she’s not the one he’s looking for—only she kind of wishes she was. Before she knows it, Cassi is in over her head.
Ray had everything, until a random crime ends badly and he’s left to hold to his grief or make changes in his life. Charming his way into people’s personal business—slapping on the cuffs as needed—gives him reason to get up in the morning. When he falls headfirst into another chance at love, he must take the plunge without hesitation or risk losing more than his heart.
As the pair join hands, sparks fly as well as bullets, leaving Cassi and Ray to wonder if the universe could right itself. Will the past reach out and drown their chance for happiness?
Gwas can outrun a horse, knows how to hide and steal, but is ignorant of the ways of men. The last thing he expects when he is rescued from a miserable existence by a blue-eyed, blond haired angel is to be promised as a Druidic sacrifice to Eostre. Unfortunately, the only direction Gwas wishes to flee is straight into the arms and knife of his savior, Gareth.
Maura knows Gareth is no angel, but she adores him with a passion that time and loneliness cannot dent. When he rides in carrying an injured lad who fears her on sight, she is drawn to open her heart to the abused orphan as well.
Gareth is caught between his liege lord and brother’s fist, and an emotional dilemma that grows harder and harder to deny with every passing season. If he must defy man and gods in order to embrace his heart’s desires, so be it.
When the clash of old and new religions puts lives in peril, ultimate sacrifice bears witness to enduring love. Winter gives way to spring, and the evolution of a colorful myth spreads across the land. (Heat 4 / 48K)
Let it Rain begins a monthly, twelve story different author anthology, each concerning the adventures of those who visit Lacey's Lamp.
He doesn't give a damn about me. Lonely and bored, Blaire steps out of the sizzling sunny day into Lacey's Lamp expecting a cool drink, not to be asked what she thirsts for more than anything else. Captivated by the festive light dancing in the barkeep's gaze, she spits out the first silly thing that comes to mind. Unfortunately as thunderclouds gather, Blaire learns how dangerous wishes can be.
When Scott opens the door of a strange shop, the man behind the counter asks what he yearns for. Scott throws caution aside and goes for the shooting star, tossing every coin he has in the well, blowing out all the birthday candles, as he speaks from his heart. She still loves me, right? After the clouds burst, Scott comes to understand how erotic genuine desire can be.
Joan not only knows how to keep them, she hoards information. After all, blurting truths could prolong her life and that’s not something she’s willing to allow.
As a renowned journalist, exposing lies is Wesley’s job, but being honest extends to revealing his own agenda as well. He admits on the application he’s been asked to write a story kicking up any dirt he can on Madam Evangeline’s dating service.
Joan has a reputation to uphold. Labeled a promiscuous monster, authorities shouldn’t be surprised her offer to finally tell them where the skeletons are comes at a price. One date, one night, one final fling.
Wesley doesn’t need one date, one night, a simple fling. Women eyeball him all the time. He knows some hookup service can’t find him his heart’s desire, a sweetheart to cherish for a long and committed lifespan, but he won’t make it a slam-dunk for them by saying otherwise.
If secrets stay buried and desire is feared instead of embraced, electricity will flow and not in a good way.
Heat level: 4
Word count – 12k
Dr. Cu has no doubt that love at first sight happens only in fairytales. He knows intimately that it takes a unique blend of chemicals to force two hearts to beat as one. A world-renowned player, he’s accepted his fate. As a God of Love, he’s doomed to remain lonely. But when he opens his eyes and his gaze takes in a woman in need of assistance, he’s shocked to find himself falling, exactly like his many victims.
Naturally, when an arrogant legend is smitten, happiness comes at a price. Cu must fight the powerful Goddess of Love, his controlling mother, in order to protect the mortal who’s captured his fancy.
When his love betrays him, Cu learns how hard a God can hit rock bottom. If he can’t put down the bow and wrap his hand around humility and forgiveness, his destined love will remain a myth.
Not happening. Four hours pass while Lyle Logan holds his brother's corpse and pretends he's the one not breathing.
Those responsible are dead. Only one reason to live now-vengeance.
Please. Lyle will do anything to alter reality. But he can't. Instead he fills his stomach with ashes and unwittingly devours a myth.
I want to die. Guilt holds hands with grief. Lyle doesn't care when authorities conclude that he committed the crime of Cain.
Acceptance. Lyle has no choice but to acknowledge the entity burning within.
When five stages lead to a precipice, Lyle takes the next step. So what he'll lose his humanity and hold a miraculous creature hostage.
Resolution. Ashes to life, he will find a way to his brother.
Parties everywhere, but Alek-security and all-around handy guy-is stuck at work in the department store taking down the holiday decorations. Just when he thinks he'll escape in time for a little celebrating, fate takes a deadly turn. A thirsty leech doesn't mind going down, as long as Alek joins him.
Tried of sucking on candy canes, Loki is sick of the tall security guard ignoring him. He's determined, one way or another, that Alek will find himself lying flat. Unfortunately, a man dressed in black enters the scene and interrupts him.
When the parasite-exterminator, in the form of a dark, handsome hunk, arrives and latches onto Alex, things go from weird to downright bizarre. Did Alek really find love under the mistletoe, or has something beyond sinister taken hold of him?
Failed. Malcolm James knows he's not a god, a man, or a competent leader. Without doubt, he's an obsessive-compulsive collapsing under the weight of the r-word he forbade anyone to speak. Four days ago, energy splintered. Seven had to have died, trapping individual colors within human form, but he can't locate a trace of his supports, Indigo or Violet.
Their outer arc, Damon, embraced the persona of the man who'd died to give rise to Red. Superman syndrome doesn't have to be a bad thing, if the strongest being on Earth would acquire even a drop of common sense or patience.
Charismatic and mischievous, Caream stands with Damon. Orange carries the scars of a fun-loving individual who hadn't protected her sidemate from repetitive gunfire.
Worst failure of all, Narci shines the color of the sun. Unfortunately, Yellow's steadfast attachment to a narcissistic personality disorder keeps her cohorts hopping.
Sweet and clingy, Green watched while Blue, her weaker sidemate went down. What will it take for Jade, a healer to step up? Malcolm splattered all over the planet?
Five failed colors. If not for the humans Malcolm insists shouldn't be anywhere near the light, there isn't a shred of hope a house of seven can exist, and deranged superbeings will remain grounded.
Can an untamed lover distract from the desire to bring down the human race?
The unforgivable happens, and a mother's determination that her little ones blossom becomes an obsession. With a plan and the will, all Settia needs is the means. A lowly hero agrees to help. His price? A moment of fun in the dark. When tendrils tighten and he's smitten, he's ready to sacrifice his all to prolong their pleasure. Many sentient creatures lose their heads upon falling in love, yet Settia never expects the glorious aftermath to be quite so painful.
The r word isn't to be spoken. The reluctant leader of splintered energy fears days will end violently if any idiot thinks otherwise.
Day 1 - A sunbeam splinters and seven die.
Day 2 - Malcolm James--Blue--suspects only a cosmic manmade error could fracture a photon, killing humans as sentient light is trapped within their bodies. He steals Yellow, an adult female, from a morgue. His computer virus draws another woman, Green, to his side, and he's managed enough contact with Red and Orange, male and female who top the FBI's most wanted list, to give out his location.
Day 3 - Five colors accounted for, two missing without a trace, and Malcolm's desperate the teen, father and child 'helping' him leave at once. He worries the most powerful beings on Earth, who don't belong on Earth, will break much more than the door when they arrive to demand answers he doesn't have.
Day 4 - Debatable.
Waves of pure energy are quite happy hanging in the cosmos, traveling at the speed of light to brighten up the sky--until dawn breaks. Literally.
When sentient light fractures, it zaps into human bodies and becomes trapped. Without any memories to guide them, a handful of confused beings whose skin tones are now specific colors, struggle to understand humanity while it's quite clear they shouldn't be in this world. The few humans clued in to Earth's invasion don't flutter, but are drawn to their fiery fate with hearts wide open as they fight to survive.
California. A widower's twelve-year-old son is rather young to bring home a woman, especially a collapsed green beauty too frightened to open her eyes.
Arizona. A divorcee blinks hard, but the gorgeous red guy stepping in front of her car is still red. She serves to avoid hitting him and ends up inÿthe ditch. When she comes around, she wonders which layer of hell she's fallen into.
Ohio. A teen also fears he's dealing with the demonic, but no matter how dangerous things become, he's determined to stand by a man with inhumanly blue eyes.