Like most authors I began writing at an early age, elementary school to be exact. Until 2005 I only circulated my work amongst family members. Writing, for me, is a way to vacation. However, taking those writing vacations only happen on rare occasions since I have 3 very active children who keep me on my toes. Most times you can find me online at night researching and writing, while enjoying smooth jazz, 80's alternative, neo-soul and old school R&B.I love getting feedback from people whether they enjoy my writing or not so please drop me a line.
She was the one he couldn’t afford to let get away. But for years Jean De La Rue tried his best to forget the woman whose memory imprinted itself on his very soul. It might be madness but his need was too great to deny forever. He had to have her back.
What happened in the past should remain in the past…or not. Emma Duncan tried not to think about the man she met fourteen years ago because it only ended in her wanting a repeat performance of the naughty things he’d done to her, preferably all night long. But her libido would have to take a backseat to the questions she needed answers to. Her son’s life depended on it.
Ebony Beauties Wanted To Marry Rich Bachelors.
Age: Unimportant. Must be willing to relocate.
Criterion: Winged Shaped Birthmark.
Tattoos are not acceptable!!!
Aman Jacobs almost fell out of her chair after reading the personal ad on the cover of her morning paper. It had to be a joke. What kind of gold diggers would respond? Better still what type of desperate old man would place the ad in the first place? To each his own! She just knew she and her little winged birthmark were going to stay clear.
Theirs was a chance meeting and Sergei Romanov considered himself a lucky gargoyle to have found his mate so quickly while others of his species faced an uncertain future. He longs for the day when his little hell-cat will accept their union instead of tormenting him at every turn. Just when it seems the couple has reached an insurmountable impasse a snap decision threatens to tear the pair apart permanently and push Sergei to the point of no return.
Ashlei Preen had spent her entire childhood trying to fit in with the residents of Haven. A pretty tall order for someone deemed a regular human in a town of shifters. In spite of her minor “defect” she managed to hold her own. As an adult she applied that same tenacity to her medical practice. Lately her thoughts have been filled with the town’s newest resident who seems more eager to be away from her rather than share the same air space, but Ashlei's used to having to fight for what she wants.
Done with the big city and the stream of crime that consumed his life as a Special Forces detective, Seth Riddick thinks Haven is just what he needs: a thriving shifter town where he can be true to himself and enjoy his frequent hunts without fear of being tranqed (that really pisses him off). Haven's definitely a paradise for a lone wolf like him, but even paradise has its complications. For Seth that complication comes equipped with a stethoscope and enough determination to have him questioning his bachelor status.
Oh, she definitely wants him, but isn’t long before the lines become blurred of who’s chasing whom.
Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual situations and graphic language.
For Lorn De LaRue, Gargoyles have always been as common place as the humans they are sworn to protect. It's up to Lorn to make sure their existence is preserved -- by any means necessary. Right now the means would appear to be Dr. Fatima Smith, an ebony beauty who never imagined her interest in Gothic folklore would force her into a world she had never known exist. Time is running out, and Lorn is determined Fatima will come to terms with her new life as his mate.
Fatima finds herself thrust into a reality that includes Gargoyles, Elves, Succubae... oh my! Unsure of the new world around her, she's torn between her new lover, old friend and the beasties threatening the very existence of the human race. Who can she trust?
Christine Douglas is your average, run of the mill witch, just trying to eke out a living through her small coffee shop. With the exception of a little family drama, she's the first to admit that her life was pretty ordinary. Well, if you call having a voyeuristic spirit lurking about normal.
Twelve hundred years is a long time to be alone, unless you are Falcon Dragoon. His kind enjoy the solitude of their existence, preferred their own company to the illogical and irrational activities of earth's other inhabitants. If it were up to him he'd have remained in stasis another twelve hundred years. Fortunately for him an eccentric little witch did the impossible. She awoke a Sleeper.