Charisse tightened her hand in his as he walked toward a door to the side of a Monet painting. She’d spent much of her life in the elite society of New York, but his penthouse was unmatched. She adored it, at least what she’d seen of it. She found contemporary styles to be sterile, but the whole living room was somehow welcoming despite feeling like a museum. It had to be the beauty of the art. None of the pieces were ugly or tried to make a statement. All of them had warmth. Continue reading
Conor leaned back in his Bugatti sofa and tried to calm the tension over Charisse arriving. It was worsening his migraine. He should’ve made Raul cancel the date. It seemed like it had taken him all afternoon to get ready like he was a woman getting ready for her wedding. Continue reading
Charisse had to leave a message when she called the loan officer back. She busied herself browning onions and chopping potatoes. The apartment filled with the scent of butter, onions and a little bit of garlic. As she poised the knife to slice through another potato, her phone rang. She set the knife down and picked up the phone she’d put on the bar area on the other side of the counter. Continue reading
I’m so excited about the release of the box set Intoxication tomorrow! It has Masked Hearts in it along with 6 other stories for only $0.99! I hope you read it!
And now, on with The Beautician and the Billionaire:
Conor reclined in the giant swing suspended from the ceiling of his conservatory. Two rows of pillows propped him up, but he could easily rearrange them so he could lie out flat like it was a bed. There was even room for Charisse to join him. Continue reading
The Fairy Queen
The Palace
The Fire
It all begins May 2016!
Charisse leaned into the half-moon pose during her Monday morning yoga class. Sunlight flooded the studio and made the hardwood floors gleam. She breathed in at the same time as the rest of the women and the one man in the class. She had to center herself. Conor hadn’t called yet and she thought they had a date that day.
She breathed out. Continue reading
Charisse pressed through to the end of Saturday, wishing she’d agreed to see Conor that night. Marie either shut down or ranted about Daddy whenever they talked too long about Mother; Charisse didn’t want to listen to any of that. And she sure as heck wasn’t going to call Daddy and ask about Mother or Raul. But Conor had seemed more than willing to listen to her work through her problems. She needed to quit turning him away. Continue reading
I got really behind on my blog reading over the holidays. But when I was catching up on Romance Novels for the Beach, I found she had put Thankful Hearts on her list of favorites for 2015!!
I’m truly honored. This is a first for me!
Here are a couple of behind the scenes statistics from my business meeting over the weekend:
2. Veteran Hearts is my most downloaded book ever. Even though it was free for a limited time, it eeked out the win over The Beautician and the Billionaire Episode One with over 1000 downloads!
If you haven’t read them yet, I hope you do! The stories are still relevant even outside of the holidays they center around.
Conor’s phone rang, and he pulled it out from his back pocket, hoping that it was Charisse. He clenched his jaw when he saw the name Becca—Elise’s sister. What the fuck? They hadn’t talked since Elise’s will reading when she’d practically accused him of murder. Continue reading
