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A snippet from the forthcoming No Longer Afraid.

As always – subject to change, etc etc.

I do not have a firm release date yet, but I will soon!

Enjoy!

“So… what is it you want from me?” I asked her.

“I want you to be safe. I want you to be whole.”

 “That ship has sailed. What else?”

Her eyes narrowed.  “What are you doing in Vegas?”

 “I told you, I like casinos. Then I made a few friends,” I shrugged. “Came for the slot machines, stayed for the brotherhood.”

S...

Okay.  This one is NSFW (not safe for work), and it’s not…. romance? LMAO.  My “prompt” was as follows: heat level – sex is the point, her POV, trope – Forced Proximity, setting – Wilderness, prior relationship? – Strangers, genre – Suspense, vibe – Dark

So, hopefully I hit the mark. Time will tell LMAO.

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“Last one, sweetheart.”

I eyeballed the shot of bourbon the bartender had slid across the glossy surface to me, then turned my gaze on him, glaring. “Excuse me?”

What do you gift a woman who already has everything?

Or, the ability – and desire – to get it all for herself?

That dilemma bounced around in my head, plaguing me for the better part of my day after starting a morning with a text from my mother to her kids – “Don’t bring me no more perfume, appliances, bags, none of that shit. Get creative or something, damn.”

Other people might get a little offended at the language choices, but I wasn’t sweating that – none of us were. If they knew...

These characters are from The Trouble With Us if you haven’t read that one yet!

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This was taking longer than it was supposed to.

Maybe.

I think?

How did Lauren say to do this?

“You’re not doing that right.”

Frustrated, I looked up from where I was poking at the frozen bag of breast milk in a bowl of hot water, trying to make thaw faster.

“What?” I asked Harper, who had somehow snuck up on me without me hearing.

“You’re gonna ruin it if it gets hot too fast,” ...

First public sample for No Longer Afraid!

Some notes –

I don’t have a release date yet!

If you have not read Deuces Wild and the Roses books, your experience with this one will not be as robust.

My Patreon Peeps got to name the hero in this one!

The image attached is not the cover (or even a cover at all!) – you’ll see the cover next week (it’s actually in the trailer too)

Okay I think that’s all. Other than the usuals – this hasn’t been edited, is subject to change, etc e...

Happy Sunday! I think things are coming along beautifully for this couple, so let’s check in a bit later than where the previous sample left us. Still no release date to announce, but we do have a title now – Prior Affair!

Definitely weird. 

 At this point, I felt like that was truly the best way to describe it— the word that encompassed it all. Not necessarily negative, but good enough to fit the perplexing nature of my absolute comfort stretched across Hailey’s bed. 

 Especially c...

So, this book has no title yet – it has working title options, but I haven’t decided on one yet. For now, just know that it’ll be published before Summer ends, exclusively on my site for a while, and that it takes place in the Night Shift universe – potentially familiar to you from Equivalent Exchange.

As always, samples are unedited and subject to change – and possibly redacted to eliminate certain spoilers.

Enjoy!

“I’m really not dressed for a bar like this,” I said, eyes wid...

Last sample before Offensive Formations releases this Friday!

Enjoy!

Somehow, I ended up seated next to Ambrose.

Well… not somehow, that shit was a fucking setup, I was sure.

I had Vanessa on my other side, but she was immersed in conversation with Terrell. My mother and Cole were yapping about something too, and then Jordan was listening intently to some lecture from Coach.

Damn.

No way out.

“So… congratulations,” Ambrose said, his voice low as he leaned in my direction...

Just a little taste of the dynamic between these two.
No date yet.
Just vibes.

Need to catch up on the series? You can get links and more info right here!

“Shit, I’m gonna be late!”

I was still mid-musing when my gaze had landed on the clock, the neon numbers letting me know I was fucking up. With Van’s help though, I was able to pull myself together and get out the door quickly, still riding high from – and honestly distracted by – that flower delivery.

I made it though.

Ba...

Last sample. A peek into Blue’s head. Release is this coming Friday!

Instead of letting go, she kept backing away, pushing my head back, claiming she couldn’t take it. Even with my arms locked around her thighs, holding her in place, she kept disrupting, kept holding back – scared of wherever the feeling was about to take her.

I had a remedy for that.

“I’m sorry,” she breathed, half-panting, when I got up, flipping the covers away. I climbed off the bed, moving to the foot of it...