It all starts with a stupid New Year's resolution, when Mary decides that it`s about time to get over her ex. She is willing to kiss the first stranger she spots at the spa, hoping to ignite that spark once more. But she is in for a surprise and gets more than what she bargained for at midnight. ~o~ Have you ever felt as if you were unable to live without something, not even knowing what it was? Right now, this scent makes me feel that way. I want to know where it is coming from. And yet I’m afraid to turn, because then I might realize that I’m only dreaming, and this heavenly sensation that got all my nerves on edge is but a fantasy. Besides, it must be some kind of a cologne, and as such, it belongs to a person. A male, most probably. And if his smell has such an effect on me, I don’t even want to imagine what he could make me feel (or do). And as far as I can tell, most people are here with their partners anyway. Skinny ones, none-the-less. Not that I have a problem with my curves, but looking at them makes me feel uncomfortable. It makes me remember what I saw on my ex-favourite sofa, the way Greg was pumping my skinny best friend. I let out a sigh as the scent becomes stronger and is accompanied by a strange sound. It takes me a few seconds to realize that someone is clearing his throat. Most probably the owner of the heavenly cologne. I let out another sigh, which probably makes me seem like an idiot. Oh, well. I guess I have to turn now, but I glance at the clock once more, just to make sure that I don’t have to fulfil my promise just yet. I relax a bit, realizing that I still have two minutes till midnight. I glance to my right, and my heart skips a beat as I notice you. Your questioning eyes explore my flushed face, and I inhale sharply, as your gaze travels down my chest. I couldn’t be more glad that my bottom part is under the water, but the thought also makes me realize that I’m only wearing a tiny blue bikini. Oh, how much I wish that I chose something that would cover my stomach up, because I’m certain that you can see my butterflies moving around inside. I haven’t seen you since… Yeah, that’s right, since I met Greg. I was once madly in love with you, although you never knew. I’m not sure you do now, or whether you ever felt the same. I was too much of a coward back then, but I’m not sure I’m any braver now, especially because my time is running out. Because I made a New Year’s resolution. I couldn’t have known that you will be here, next to me. Alone. My heart beats fast, too fast for my liking. You don’t say a word, neither do I. I faintly hear the countdown start. Ten… Oh my god, this is too quick. Nine... Your hair sticking to your face. I can’t see the natural blond highlights in the brown, it’s so wet. Eight… Your gorgeous blue eyes sparkling in the dim light. Seven… Are they really this blue, or they are just reflecting the water? Six… And those lips… The ones I’m about to… No, this is too much… Five… And those muscles, the way I imagined them holding me so many times… Four… I suddenly wish that I stayed at home, this is such a bad idea… Three… You lean closer… You do what?! Two… A small smile appears on your lips… One… I clos
I have been writing short stories and poems since a young age, but my ultimate goal was creating a novel. Or a series, rather.
Now, with my four paranormal romance novels published, as well as more than 30 erotica titles under my belt, I think I can say that it came true - but this only fuels my desire to write more. After all, we are allowed to dream the same dream (over and over again) - and that's exactly what I'm planning to do :)
I enjoy helping people in any way possible, and I really hope that my books will prove to be inspirational in a way. Whether readers are looking for a swift (and steamy) erotic story, or a paranormal romance, I want them to associate themselves with my characters and realize stuff about themselves in the process.
Yes, even the bad things. Because, in life, there is no black and white, only colours. Therefore, I don't think any of my characters are either good or bad, but rather a little bit of both.
Aren't we all?
Well, if you never had guilty thoughts, never had any self-confidence issues, or if you never wanted something (or someone ) who belonged to someone else, then probably my books won't be for you. But, who knows, I might be able to show you a different perspective. I like to experiment with different genres, and new concepts and ideas.
I really enjoy learning as much as I can about people, what makes them tick (and live, laugh, cry, and sigh). In fact, I think our World (and those beyond) are so diverse, ten thousand lifetimes wouldn't be enough to explore it all. But one thing I truly believe in: those who belong in your life will find a way there. Therefore my stories are usually based on chance encounters and ordinary events that take an unexpected turn.
Like a blind date on Valentine's day, or a haircut, or a new job. Who says you can't meet someone 'accidentally'; while going to the hairdresser, someone you lost contact with 500 years ago? Trust me, you can. You just need to brace every day (and every book) with open eyes - and an open heart.
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