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December 7, 2021
My Forever Coming January 7th
The Townsends of Texas have kept me quite busy over the past couple of months. Next up, is middle brother Ace. If you read All of Me, you will know that book ended on a bit of a cliffhanger where Ace is concerned. We learned something very important about his relationship status.
Well, in My Forever, you will get to read all about Ace’s love story. And find out, if he’ll get his happily ever after just like his two brothers.
For now, you can pre-order Ace’s book here.
Also, below is a snippet of Ace’s story and what’s to come. Enjoy!
***EXCERPT ONLY. SUBJECT TO CHANGE***
Ace snorted. “Whatever.” He waved a dismissive hand.
“Whatever,” I mocked, feeling just as childish as he was right then. “Listen, since I agreed to this bullshit arrangement of yours, I felt it would suit us both to agree on some terms.”
I pulled a folded piece of paper out of my shoulder bag and handed it to Ace.
“You and your fucking terms.” He snorted and shook his head at the same time he snatched the paper from my hand.
I watched as he unfolded it and read its contents.
He eyed me over the paper. “You expect me to sign this?”
“It’s a perfectly reasonable request,” I said, nodding. “It’s an agreement that once these six months are up, you will sign the divorce papers and not give me problems about doing so.”
“I’m pretty good with reading comprehension.” His tone dripped with sarcasm and disdain.
“Then you should recognize that by signing this agreement, you aren’t giving anything up. We both get what we want.”
“We do?” Both of his eyebrows lifted.
I nodded slowly.
He moved, and that time, I did take a step back. He held up the form I’d given him and tore it in half before tossing it on the floor.
“Unlike you, I keep my word. If I say I’m going to do something, I do it.”
I clenched my fists at my side. “You’re being impossible.”
He shrugged.
“Asshole,” I mumbled.
That made him smile. A genuine smile.
“And what is it that you want, Savannah?” he asked, harkening back to my earlier comment.
“You already know what I want.” My voice came out much lower than I anticipated.
Ace shook his head. “You want a divorce, but that doesn’t tell me shit about why. Why the hell after sixteen years are you coming to me with this?”
My mind grasped for bits and pieces of lies that I could tell him. He didn’t want to know the truth of why I came back after all these years. He hated me and wanted to use anything I said to continue to stoke the flames of his anger.
“I think it’s time that we finally get the divorce out of the way,” I finally said.
Ace lowered his face only inches from mine. “Your nose still flares when you lie.” His voice was menacing. “Lie to me again, and I’ll add another month.”
I bulged my eyes.
“You’ve got ten seconds to give me a straight answer.” He paused and stepped back. He pivoted on his heels. “Ten…” he counted over his should as he headed toward the kitchen.
“Nine…”
I couldn’t give him seven months. Hell, six months was pushing it.
“Because it’s a stipulation of my grandmother’s trust that I divorce you before I can receive what she left for me,” I blurted out behind him.
He spun on his heels, giving me an incredulous look. It was so full of surprise, malice, and disgust that I would’ve preferred he slapped me across the face than look at me that way.
“Money?” His tone was stern. “That is why you’re here?”
I looked away, unable to take the expression on his face and the harshness of his voice at the same time.
Not for the first time in the past sixteen years did I yearn for the boy I fell in love with and married. The one who was my protector.
But in his stead before me stood the man who’d come to hate me.
“Yes,” I whispered, giving him the answer he wanted.
“Of course,” he sneered.
“What about you?” The question came out of my anger. Why I was pissed, I didn’t know, but it propelled me to ask questions of my own. “What are you getting out of this?”
Ace stepped forward. When I thought he would stop, he continued to advance on me, forcing me back against the kitchen wall. His hand shot up, cupping the lower part of my face.
His movements were so swift, I didn’t have time to react before his mouth covered mine. His kiss was bruising, even more punishing than the words he’d thrown at me seconds earlier. But a small spark went off deep in my belly.
Somehow, I ended up kissing him back. And as soon as I did, Ace pulled away from me.
With his hand still around my face, he looked me right in the eye and said, “In six months, I’ll get what I want from this marriage.” He paused. “And then I get to forget all about you. I won’t ever think about you again. You will be dead to me.”
I didn’t think there could have been more words in any other language as cold and painful as the ones he just spat in my face.
I tried to search those grey irises for a glimpse of the old Ace. The one who would’ve never said anything remotely close to this to me.
“I get to forget you ever existed.” He pushed the dagger through my heart one more inch.
October 9, 2021
All of Me Now Available On Amazon
I know. I know. I’m over a week late with this announcement on the blog. My apologies. Between the release and starting my next book, things have been a little busy over here.
But in case you missed it: All of Me is NOW AVAILABLE on Amazon. Click here to get your copy today
September 8, 2021
All of Me… Sneak Peek
Coming soon to Amazon.
Hello All,
It’s time for a sneak peek of my upcoming project, All of Me. This book will be the second book in the Townsends of Texas Series. The first book was For You, featuring big brother, Micah Townsend. If you haven’t checked that one out, click here to get your copy and catch up before book 2 drops.
All of Me centers around youngest Texas Townsend brother, Gabriel. Here is a sneak peek of what’s to come. Enjoy!
Lena Clarkson couldn’t truly be walking into the middle of my brother’s wedding reception.
“They’re on the list,” Jodi said as she and Micah moved toward the women. “Lena,” she said, confirming that this was indeed reality.
Lena Clarkson was there.
“Who’s this?” Ace asked.
I all but shoved my brother aside and sidled up to Lena. “My future wife.” The words tumbled from my mouth without permission. Strangely, the urge to recant them never materialized.
I didn’t miss the way her eyes ballooned and her sharp inhale. “Gabriel.”
She said my name in that way that reminded me of honey and milk; sweet, comforting, and warming.
“Do you two know each other?” Jodi asked, glancing between Lena and me. She dropped her gaze, and that was when I realized I still held onto Lena’s hand.
Lena must’ve realized the same thing because she pulled it free. Reluctantly, I let it go.
“We’ve met,” Lena answered. “You remember Rayven, right?” She said to Jodi, gesturing to the woman staring daggers at me.
“Of course.”
“I’m so sorry to barge in on your reception like this,” Lena said. “Our flight was delayed, and we got lost on the way here.”
“No worries at all. Please, come in. Enjoy yourself,” Jodi insisted. She introduced Lena and Rayven, who I quickly found out was Lena’s cousin and part-time security, to Micah and the rest of the family.
“I’ll take it from here,” I told my new sister-in-law as I took Lena’s hand. “Let’s have a dance,” I said to Lena.
Her lips parted, and not for the first time I wondered if they felt as soft as they looked. The light pink coloring on them paired with the gold shimmer on her high cheekbones made her captivating. In reality, I was sure she could be bare-faced and would be as appealing.
“She’s safe with me,” I assured her security, who was still giving me a skeptical look.
Lena cleared her throat. “It’s okay, Ray.” She turned back to me. “One dance couldn’t hurt.”
My lips spread into a grin, and for a heartbeat, Lena appeared flustered, as if she regretted her previous statement.
She looked at the crowd around us. “There’re a lot of people here.”
“Mostly family,” I said. “It’s cool, though. No one here’s going to sneak any pictures of you.”
When her shoulders relaxed and the slightly rigid way she’d held her body eased, I knew that was the right thing to say.
We moved to the center of the dance floor before I brought her body close to mine.
“Alicia Keys,” Lena said.
“What was that?” I asked as I started swaying our bodies to the time of the music.
“The song. It’s Alicia Keys,” she answered. “How it Feels To Fly.”
“Cool song title.”
“I guess it’s appropriate for the occasion.”
I nodded in agreement and pulled her body into mine. She fit perfectly.
Lena no longer wore the engagement ring that I’d seen her wear in Los Angeles. That, and the fact that she’d shown up to a wedding with her cousin instead of the douchebag, I assumed she was now single.
“How’ve you been?” I asked.
She twisted her head, and her eyes narrowed.
“You and your cousin look alike when you make that face.” I glanced over at her eagle-eyed cousin, who now stood off to one side of the room, surveying it.
“We used to be referred to as The Twins when we were young,” she said. “She’s a little older than me, but we look a lot alike. Even with our difference in shades, we were often mistaken for sisters.”
I could see it. Lena’s light brown complexion was slightly lighter than her cousin’s, but they both had the same plump lips, high cheekbones, and pert noses. Lena was barely five-foot-three, while her cousin stood much taller.
“By middle school, Ray shot up in height and left me in the dust.” She let out a laugh. It was melodic, just like her voice.
“Do you like this song?” I asked after listening to the lyrics for a little while.
She nodded.
“You ever wonder how it feels to fly?”
Her mouth parted, and I almost groaned. She seemed dumbfounded by my question, so I decided to keep going.
“Obviously, you never experienced it with that douchebag back in Los Angeles.”
“You mean Nate?”
I frowned at hearing his name.
She pulled back, staring up at me.
“Your ring is gone, and you showed up here with only your security,” I said. “So you finally recognized he was dragging you down?”
“Very funny,” she commented. “You’re trying to get the story on what led up to that video?”
My eyebrows dipped. “What video?”
Her frown deepened. “Yeah, like you don’t know.”
I brought her body into mine again. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. But you confirmed that you’re single. Which is everything I need to know.”
It was as if everything I’d thought about relationships, in particular, my getting involved in a relationship, fell by the wayside. When looking Lena in the face, the warnings of my past were no use.
After that, the song ended, and the DJ began playing a fast song. More guests began moving onto the dance floor.
“I’m not interested in how it feels to fly,” Lena said before stepping out of my hold.
“Why not?” I asked with a smirk.
“I’m afraid of heights,” was her answer before she walked away.
I turned, following her with my gaze, watching the sway of her hips in the knee-length green dress she wore.
“Afraid of heights, my ass,” I mumbled, watching her walk away.
June 9, 2021
June 2, 2021
Don’s Blaze Coming Soon.
Blurb
Don
Being a firefighter is not just a job for me. It’s a mission. Sure, most of the time, I’m looked at as the comedic relief around the station. But I take my job seriously. As soon as that bell rings and I put on my protective gear, I’m all business. I have to be. One false move could cost a life. Rescue Four is not just good at what we do. We’re the best in Williamsport.
One night, it all goes wrong. A deadly fire almost kills my best friend and squadmate, Corey. A fire I know with my entire being is the result of arson.
As the squad investigator at Rescue Four, it’s my responsibility to get to the bottom of what happened that night. When the leading investigator at headquarters shows himself useless, I resort to working this investigation with Jocelyn, Corey’s twin sister. It’s enough figuring out how I’m going to solve this case while also keeping her safe. The more significant challenge is figuring out how to get her to trust that I won’t hurt her like the men in her past.
Jocelyn
Let’s face it, men can’t be trusted. Not when it comes to matters of the heart. That’s not me being bitter or anything. It’s just a reality that I’ve learned from experience. Now, I use my skills as a private investigator to help women find out the truth about their partners. I’m happy doing it, and it affords me a good living.
I want to make it clear that I don’t hate all men. I do believe the majority of them are unapologetic cheaters. As such, I don’t have any false notions of riding off into the sunset with one or getting my happily ever after. It’s an easy stance to keep up as long as I stay away from the one man who brings out a longing in me I didn’t know was still there.
Distance proves difficult when I discover someone is after Rescue Four, and that same someone is responsible for my brother’s injury. Once I step in to help Don, I have to remind myself falling for him is not an option. No matter how many nights he ends up in my bed.
Love only leads to heartbreak.
Unfortunately, I soon have to contend that Don is not only good at putting out fires. He’s adept when it comes to starting them too. The fiery blaze of want and desire he ignites deep in my belly is inevitable. Somehow, I have to figure out how to protect my heart in all of this and not become another victim of the arsonist or Don’s charms.
March 10, 2021
Luke is Now Live On Amazon
Click here to get your copy today.
Blurb
Luke
Call me what you want to call me. Only one thing mattered and that’s claiming the NFA heavyweight title once again. I don’t trust people, which is why I have my crew, my manager, Lenny and myself. That’s all I need. At least that was until Syd walked into my gym.
Syd
I’m here to train Luke. He’s defensive and rarely lets anyone into his inner circle, but there’s something between us that’s undeniable. It’s a spark neither one of us saw coming. Once secrets are revealed we’re left fighting for more than Luke’s shot at the title.
The question remains, will the bond Luke and I have created be strong enough to carry us through to the other side?
March 1, 2021
Luke Coming March 9th *Teaser Below*
Luke, Book 2 in the A**hole Club Series will be available on March 9th. Please note: the A**hole Club Series is a collaboration with four other authors. Pit, the first book in the series will be available this week. Luke will be available on March 9th, followed by Tak, Deacon, Kelex and Rhet. One book will be released over the next six weeks.
Teaser:
“I’m going to give you five seconds to get the hell out of my hotel room, Syd. After those five seconds, if you’re still here, I’m going to carry you to my bedroom, strip your a** bare, turn you over and shove my c*ck so deep inside you, you won’t know where I start and you end.”
“Luke.”
“One.”
“We.”
“Two.”
“Shouldn’t.”
“Three.”
“Um.”
“Four. ” “Five,” I purred at the same time he did
February 2, 2021
Coming March 9th
The A**holes are Coming.
Luke
Call me what you want to call me. Only one thing mattered and that’s claiming the NFA heavyweight title once again. I don’t trust people, which is why I have my crew, my manager, Lenny, and myself. That’s all I need. At least that was until Syd walked into my gym.
Syd
I’m here to train Luke. He’s defensive and rarely lets anyone into his inner circle, but there’s something between us that’s undeniable. It’s a spark neither one of us saw coming. Once secrets are revealed we’re left fighting for more than Luke’s shot at the title. The question remains, will the bond Luke and I have created be strong enough to carry us through to the other side?
November 4, 2020
A Holiday Seduction Sneak Peek (Holiday Novella)
In case you haven’t heard, Mark O’Brien’s book, A Holiday Temptation, will be released THIS coming Friday. That’s November 6th. I’ve posted a previous snippet from his book. But I’m not done with holiday novellas yet! The following week, A Holiday Seduction will be released. Below is a snippet from Neil McKenna’s story (Neil first appears briefly in Aaron’s Patience).
Inhaling sharply, I turn to see the man who just spoke. My eyes widen when I see him. Blinking, I do my best to wipe away the moisture from my eyes, both out of embarrassment and to be able to get a clear sight of him. My mind has trouble processing that Neil McKenna stands here in front of me.
For almost a full minute, there are no words exchanged between the two of us. Only stares. I observe the way his long hair falls to his shoulders, the tips folding over into unruly curls, the thick, slashing eyebrows that appear slightly darker than the hair on his head, and the beads of sweat that trail down his straight-edge nose, dripping down to soak the strawberry blond hairs of his beard.
These features combined would make for a beautiful picture in and of itself, but the kicker is his eyes. The golden color is pretty, sure enough, but what elevates his appearance to breath-taking is the intensity in them. The depths in his eyes make you feel as if he were looking through you, right to your very soul. At least, that’s what I feel whenever I see him.
“Mister McKenna.” His name pours out of my mouth on a breathless sigh, sounding both titillated and relieved to find it’s him and not some random stranger standing behind me.
A small frown appears on his pink lips. “We’ve been through this, Desiree,” he responds, sounding disappointed. “Call me Neil.” He emphasizes his first name as if I’d somehow forgotten it.
I start to shake my head, but his frown deepens, as does the penetrative look in his eyes, and I stop myself. Clearing my throat, I respond, “Neil.”
His nostrils flare, and his head dips just an inch or so, approvingly.
“What are you doing out so early?” I ask since it’s barely seven in the morning. The fact that he’s dressed in running shorts, sneakers, and a T-shirt should make the answer obvious, but I’m at a loss as to what else to say.
He steps closer and peers over my shoulder since I’ve now stood and turned fully in his direction. He stares at the headstone behind me, his lips pulling downward and a sadness invading those golden-brown orbs.
“You couldn’t have saved her.” He allows his statement to hang in the air for a few brief moments before he pins me with his gaze.
It’s hard to speak around the lump that forms in my throat, but I manage to eke out, “I could’ve tried harder. Forced her to return to treatment again.”
Neil shakes his head against my stubbornness. “It doesn’t work that way.”
“Sure it does. I went to college with a guy who was in and out of rehab, and finally, when his parents kicked him out and told him they were done, he stopped. Another girl I know from high school got sober after her first stay at your rehab center. And Jackie told me about another patient with a similar story.”
“But none of them were Dierdre,” he says dryly. So dry that it cuts off any retort I can think to say back. Why? Because he’s correct. Not one of those people I mentioned was my sister.
I lower my gaze and turn my back on Neil, or Mr. McKenna as I’d taken to calling him since I first met him almost five years ago.
“She should still be here,” I mumble, staring at the date of her death engraved on her headstone.
October 3, 2017.
“She was only twenty-eight,” I murmur and lift my head to the right. He’s standing beside me, staring at me instead of the headstone. “I’ve lived a year longer than my older sister,” I whisper. It doesn’t feel right saying it out loud.
There’s something incredibly wrong about the fact that I’ve had a year longer on this planet than Dierdre.
Suddenly, the chill that threatened to invade every cell of my body begins to recede. Swallowing, I look down at my right hand to find it covered by his larger, left hand. He squeezes, and my knees weaken, not to the point of toppling me over, but noticeably so.
“I should’ve been able to save her.”
A Holiday Temptation – Coming November 6th
