Free Nail Art Book!


Hello! I hope you’re having a great weekend. I sent all the personalized copies of Nails for a Billionaire to all of the winners in my voting contest. If you won, and you haven’t received an email from me, please contact me at

I have exciting news for the rest of you: Nails for a Billionaire is FREE for a limited time at All Romance! You can download it for Kindle, Nook, any epub reader or pdf. Honestly I like the pdf file the best on my laptop because I can see the details of the nails the most.


This is a glimpse into the Beautician and the Billionaire series with over 70 nail designs you’ll want to show to your manicurist. This is NOT a DIY guide. If you want to snag a billionaire, you have to spend the bucks!

There’s a running monologue throughout with a bit of a story that I hope you enjoy in addition to the nail designs. Thanks for being my readers! Please enjoy my gift to you!

Veteran Hearts

It’s a gorgeous Saturday here in Albuquerque with blue skies for miles. Tons of leaves finally fell from my trees last night, but it’s warm this afternoon. I hope your day is as beautiful even as we mourn for France around the world.

I’d like to share the beginning of Veteran Hearts. This story takes place in between Masked Hearts and Thankful Hearts, but it’s a complete stand-alone filled with a lot of sex for such a short story. Enjoy!


1| Ginger Tea Latte with Extra Foam

Jessica sat at a round table by the window of the Holiday Cafe. She gripped her Ginger Tea Latte with extra foam in one hand and her tablet in the other. Outside, a car with bright headlights drove through the parking lot, but she was looking for a truck.

Kyle would arrive at any second.

Her hand tightened on the cup. Maybe she’d scared him away. Maybe her not so subtle hint about where she wanted the relationship to go had been too much.

A planet shown brightly against the blue twilight sky, calming her nerves as she stared at it. She loved turning the clock back so night fell earlier. For the first time, she felt as if autumn had actually arrived. When Kyle showed up, it’d be the perfect evening—if he showed up. Of course, he would, wouldn’t he?

For fuck’s sake, they were grown adults, she could recommend that kind of book if she wanted to.

She turned her gaze back to the book on her tablet, but her mind remained on Kyle and the desire to move their relationship forward—way forward.

The first time he’d walked into the cafe on a Monday night, she’d caught her breath. He had thick coffee colored hair she wished she could brush her fingers through and even darker eyes that turned her insides soft as the foam on her latte. He’d worn a forest colored t-shirt tucked in—very unusual for men in Albuquerque. But it was his voice that really pushed her desire over the edge: deep and smooth as milk chocolate.

She startled and looked up when she actually heard his voice speak the words she’d heard for the first time two months ago: “Hey, Chloe. A Ginger Tea Latte with extra foam.”

Jessica smiled when he turned around and nodded to her with his eyes crinkling in a grin. He was even the same age as her: thirty-five.

When he turned back to Chloe, the barista, Jessica checked out his perfect ass in his snug jeans. So many times she’d wanted to run her hands down to his butt while giving him a long kiss. She took a deep breath and steadied herself by checking the time on her tablet: 6:00 pm. Right on the dot as usual.

Chloe chatted with him as she rung up his order. After he’d paid, he walked right to her table instead of waiting for the drink.

He moved with confident strides that said he was a man in control. But when he talked, he was always soft spoken—a contrast. The first night they’d met, they’d had a great conversation about books and decided to meet again the next week. They’d agreed to read and discuss The Martian, which she’d hoped to turn into a movie date, but it’d never happened. At least he’d promised to meet her the next Monday for another book and then the next Monday and the next for two months now.

Kyle sat down, his face changing to the color of the Red Planet.

Jessica gave an impish grin, set her tablet down and wrapped both hands around her cup.

Kyle said, “That wasn’t romance. That was porn.”

Jessica gave a mock gasp and flipped a strand of long blond hair behind her shoulder. “I can’t believe you said that. Porn has no emotions. This couple had a deep connection.”

“Oh, I’d say it was deep. The book spent several pages telling how deep into her he was.”

Jessica snorted and stared down at her lap. Heat flared in her face. She didn’t know if she was more embarrassed by his comment or the snort. But there was no turning back now. Two months of enjoying Kyle’s company over Ginger Tea Lattes with extra foam and without sex was too long.

She jutted her chin out and said, “That’s what you get for making me read that hard sci-fi book last week.”

“You’re a scientist. I thought you liked sci-fi.”

“Not hard sci-fi. I don’t need to read detail after detail about some solar array. That’s my real life.”

“So I guess your real life doesn’t involve sex at every angle you can possibly think of.” He stared straight into her eyes as he spoke with his voice barely above a whisper.

She stole herself against the intensity of his dark eyes and forced out her reply. “My life hasn’t involved sex of any sort for far too long.”

He leaned forward and slid his hands across the table as if he would encircle her hands around the cup. Her skin tingled in anticipation of his touch. She’d been waiting for this for two months. She should’ve suggested a smut book sooner.

But Chloe walked up dressed in combat boots, camo pants and a green t-shirt that said Holiday Cafe.

Kyle withdrew as she set a teacup with a light froth on top in front of him.

She said, “One Ginger Tea Latte with extra foam.” She turned to Jessica and asked, “Are you ready for another?”

Damn it. She was ready for a long-awaited sign of affection from Kyle. “Uh, no not yet.” She couldn’t believe Chloe had walked up right then. Chloe knew she was frustrated with how slow the relationship was moving. Surely she’d seen that he was just about to hold her hands.

Kyle leaned back in his chair. One hand took the handle of his teacup, and he lifted it up to take a sip.

Chloe slapped a flier on the table with an American flag in the background and text saying something about a special coffee. “I hope the two of you can come to our Veterans Day Coffee. It’s next Monday so you won’t have to change the day you meet or anything. Troy Sandoval’s baking all the pastries, and I know he’d love to see you, Kyle.”

Kyle stared at the flyer with the teacup halfway to his mouth. Something akin to anger glinted in his eyes. Jessica had hoped he’d ask her to the Poetry Slam the cafe had hosted for Halloween, but he’d only commented that poetry wasn’t his thing. By the look in his eye, maybe he was anti-war too.

Jessica realized the silence had gone on too long. “Uh, thanks. I’m sure I’ll be here for it,” she said.

“Great,” said Chloe with a smile as if nothing was wrong. She turned on her heel and strode back to the counter.

Kyle set his cup down and put a hand on top of the flyer. Jessica watched as he slowly curled his fingers together, crumpling the paper.

“Is something wrong?” asked Jessica.

He stopped, midway to a fist, appearing distraught.

Compassion swelled inside Jessica, making her do what she’d been too timid to do for two months.

She reached out and put her hand on top of his.

Her whole body glowed like a candle at the first contact. He relaxed his hand beneath hers until it was flat once again along with the paper.

“Sorry,” he said, staring at her hand on top of his. “We were having a good time and the reminder was unexpected.”


“I’m a veteran. I like to forget that I am.”


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Thankful Hearts Celebration Giveaway!!!

Thankful Heart FOR WEB

I have a lot to be thankful for this November, so I wanted to give back to YOU, my wonderful readers.

As you may have read or seen, Thankful Hearts is on the All Romance Best Seller list! It moved up from 47 yesterday to 33 today! I even received an official email from them with an official badge!!

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This is the final day it’s on sale at All Romance for $0.99 so be sure and take advantage of the sale!

In more writing news, I released a novelette in the Holiday Cafe Series today!


Right now Veteran Hearts is ONLY at All Romance and is on sale for a week at $0.99. It’s a stand alone story like all the books in the series. Their is A LOT of sex for such a short book. I’m just warning you 🙂

And now it’s time for the GIVEAWAY!!


I’m giving away a KINDLE FIRE 7″ TABLET and FOUR AMAZON GIFT CARDS worth $5 each. It’s super easy to enter. You can go once a day and click on the Free Entry. You can also Follow My Blog and then go to the link and press the Follow My Blog entry. If you are already following my blog, you can skip step one. Just be sure to leave the name you’re following under on rafflecopter so your entry doesn’t get deleted.

Link to The Thankful Hearts Celebration!

Here are the rules:

Thankful Hearts Celebration starts Nov. 11 at 12:00 AM MDT and ends Nov. 18 at 11:59 PM MDT. The giveaway is open to residents of USA who are 18 years of age and older who enter via the Rafflecopter widget. Winners will be chosen at random on Nov. 18 through Rafflecopter and notified by email. Winners have 48 hours to reply to winning contact or a new winner will be chosen. The number of eligible entries received determine the odds of winning. Winner is responsible to any and all taxes related to winning the prize.

One Kindle Fire valued at $50 and four Amazon gift cards valued at $5 each will be provided by Evelyn Aster and sent to the winners by Evelyn Aster via Amazon and USPS. Evelyn Aster is not liable for shipping issues or anything further. Evelyn Aster reserves the right to refuse service in special circumstances. Evelyn Aster reserves the right to obtain and publicize the winners’ names and likenesses.

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Release Day!

Thankful Hearts is up on All Romance!!! The book is regularly $3.99 but today through next Tuesday it’s only $1.00! I’ll be releasing it on other sites too and let you know as they go up. At All Romance, you can get Thankful Hearts as a pdf, mobi (for Kindle) and epub. Buy it Today!

Thankful Heart FOR WEB

Desire surged throughout his body. He moved his hands up beneath her business jacket and along her back, untucking her blouse and itching to undo her bra, but he’d save that for later. Her hands slid up his chest and underneath his leather jacket. He was so into her body beneath his hands and her scent in his nose that he’d forgotten about his gun. Her fingers ran into the tip of the holster, and her whole body froze.

He released her lips and body and stepped back. Her eyes were wide, but he couldn’t really read her expression. They stared at each other in silence, which seemed to make the situation worse. He felt guilty and inexplicably scared for her. She was up in the mountains with a total stranger who had a gun. He fumbled over his words, trying to ease her fears. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have brought it. I wasn’t expecting–” he broke off his sentence realizing anything he said might be taken the wrong way.

She stared at him a long moment and then finished his sentence. “For me to throw myself at you?”

He expelled his breath and combed his fingers through his hair. This woman couldn’t be for real. “I’ve got no complaints, but you’re up here with a complete stranger who’s carrying a gun he didn’t tell you about. I appreciate that you’re not screaming your head off.”

She rolled her lips together. The moonlight showed a vulnerability in her eyes, but her words were spoken with confidence. “I assume you’re waiting to kill me until after we’ve had sex, but the sex will make you forget your evil plan.”

By the way, Stacy and Hudson meet in the story on the first Thursday of November, Which is today!

Cover: Thankful Hearts!

I’m so excited about the release of Thankful Hearts next week!!!

Enjoy the cover by Hang Le and a sneak preview of the story:

Thankful Heart FOR WEB

Hudson felt her resistance in her muscles and wondered what had happened to his own hesitations. He’d just decided to leave before Sunday and then turned around and told her he wanted to stay longer. She’d been so calm about the gun, so soothing to his nerves. She was the antidote to his weariness. His lips traveled up to her ear, and he whispered, “I’m ready to go back to bed now.”

For one moment she relaxed her body into his. But then she said, “We should just leave. This is no place for us.”

He liked the us, but he didn’t want to bother with getting dressed or shoving stuff into his pack. He wanted her again. His shaft hardened against her skin, and he moved his hand up and around so his thumb could tease her nipple. “The police are outside now. We probably can’t even get out of our parking spots. And I can’t stop touching your body.”

She drew in a slow breath. He pressed against the small of her back and felt the tension leave her muscles.

Come on,” he pleaded. “When the cops leave we’ll go get something to eat and find a new motel.”

He felt her body vibrate with a laugh. “You sure know how to make a woman feel like she’s in college again.”

Release Day!

Corporate Fire is out a day early! I’m selling it Exclusively on Kindle:


Here’s the first chapter to entice you:

1| Greener Pastures

Grace noticed the chip in the “sassy red” nail polish on her index finger as she removed the bicycle clips from her pants. The compulsion to slam her hand on the elevator’s emergency stop button pulsed all the way to her fist, but she clenched it at her side—the bells would draw too much attention. She’d ride to her floor, wait for the door to open and close and go back down. It’d only take what, another half hour to bike back to her apartment? Then she’d be late.

She wished the desire to fix her nail came from her pride in being a fashionable Java programmer, but the real problem was having a visible imperfection. When something was wrong, she had to correct it—fantastic for her job but detrimental to her life. The elevator continued to go up, and she refocused her mind to a different problem like she’d been practicing. She was coming in early because she’d woken up with an algorithm fully formed in her mind to make a slow process a hundred times faster. The slow process bugged her more than the chipped nail. She took a deep breath and envisioned the solution in her mind.

The elevator doors opened, and she stepped out into the hall in front of Mile High Innovations. Oh, holy ones and zeroes. She hadn’t switched to her pumps like she always did in the elevator. After a few deep breaths and furtive glances, she slung her backpack off her shoulder and switched her shoes. There. Everything was just right…except the nail. She slung the backpack on her shoulder again and slid her keycard through the lock. As she opened the door, she was surprised to hear voices from inside.

She stepped in and froze at the sight of a corporate god standing amongst a group of businessmen.

For just one moment, her world became his indigo eyes that looked as startled as she felt. His sable hair was combed back and slightly to one side. He had broad shoulders and stood about half a foot taller than Grace—the perfect height. He raised his eyebrows, staring back at her. Grace placed her hand on her fluttering stomach and wished she’d scraped the frost off her car windows and driven to work so she could have worn a skirt. Her Penney’s pantsuit must look like a trash bag compared to his Brooks Brothers suit.

The other men had stopped talking and were staring at her, though she hardly noticed. Damn the nail. She dropped her hand, hoping he hadn’t seen it. The first time in her life she’d ever experienced something akin to love at first sight, and she had chipped nail polish.

Finally her balding program director broke away from the group and said, “Grace, why are you here so early?”

She forced herself to avert her eyes from the stranger and saw that the CFO was there as well. Odd. “Uh, I have a fix for that problem I was talking to you about yesterday. I woke up, and the solution was just there. If I’m lucky I’ll have it done before lunch.”

“That’s great,” he said and turned to glare at the CFO.

Grace didn’t understand the look and didn’t care. She locked eyes with the god again, wishing someone would introduce them. If there was ever a man she might be able to break her rules of dating for, he was the one. He tilted his head and put his hand in his pocket. His other hand held a briefcase. She imagined defined muscles below his tailored suit to match the firm jawline of his face. She’d bet he was a skier.

Realizing she must be gawking, and since no one was introducing her, she blushed and took a side step around the group.

“I’ll let you know if it was just dream thinking,” she called over her shoulder. No one answered. Instead she heard them walk to the offices in the back as she made her way through the maze of cubicles. A quiet hum filled the office from computers that were on 24/7.

If only Jill came in this early, they could gossip a bit about that gorgeous man. Hmmm. Maybe not. She was a short, geeky coder; Jill was a tall, beautiful woman. One look at Jill, and he’d forget about her.

She tried to push her thoughts aside as she sat at her desk. He was probably an out of town customer she was never supposed to meet. As the manager’s assistant, Jill was sure to be introduced to him as soon as she arrived at work.

Never mind. Right now she had some programming to do. She put earbuds in and cranked up Green Day. Java code flooded her computer screen as the office filled up with coworkers. Her mind occasionally dipped out of work mode to picture the corporate god, but mostly she stayed focused. Eventually she paused to take a Coke out of the small refrigerator below her desk. She considered checking her buzzing cellphone, but she was so close to being done. Her fingers returned to the keyboard and clicked away until Jill pulled out Grace’s earbuds and said, “The people at Greener Pastures are ready to see you now.”

Grace kept coding and said, “Who’s that? Can they wait? Because I’m almost done with this algorithm.”

“Grace! Didn’t you get my texts?”

“You know I don’t stop when I’m near the end.”

“Trust me, you don’t want to go the distance this time.”

Grace kept coding until Jill bumped her hip against the desk and spilled Coke all over the keyboard.

“What the hell?” Grace jumped up and finally looked at Jill. Her eyes were red and her mascara smudged. “What’s going on? Are you okay?” Grace put her hand on Jill’s arm—a rare show of affection from Grace.

Jill put a hand to her chest. “Am I okay? It’s you I’m worried about. You’re far too good for this.”

“For what?” Grace had never seen her friend so upset, especially over something that apparently concerned Grace. Though Grace saw Jill as her best friend, she knew the feeling wasn’t mutual. Still, she must rate with Jill to warrant this reaction.

Jill shook her head and led Grace by the arm to an office that’d been empty for a year. The door to the next office over opened, and Doug, a fellow Java programmer, walked out with a wide-eyed, stunned look on his face. He saw Grace and said, “Even you?”

Before she could answer, another man from her morning greeting party came out of the same office as Doug. He was young, with a boy-next-door appeal. He said, “I’m ready for Gary.”

Jill nodded and squeezed Grace’s elbow. “I’m so sorry.” Jill tilted her head to the office with the closed door and walked away.

Doug put his hand on her shoulder, and Grace recoiled out of his grip. She hated anyone but friends touching her. Doug was fine as a coworker, but he found fault with everything; to a perfectionist like Grace, that was hell. “Geez Grace, I was just gonna say I’m sorry. You’re always so cold.”

She didn’t breathe again until he’d walked past her. Something bad must be going down. Bewildered, Grace stepped in and found the corporate god flipping through a manila file with her name on the tab. She caught her breath again, but this time it was in the “OMG I can’t believe I’m in the same
room with him” way. Up close he was even more handsome. The thin lines in the corners of his eyes told her he’d already hit his thirties, a little older than Grace. Jill shouldn’t be apologizing for leaving her alone with him; she should be talking with the higher pitched voice she got when she was excited.

He looked up with his deep blue eyes, stared a moment, then said, “Grace, please have a seat. I’m Royce Hendrix.”

Grace shook his hand, holding her breath through the duration of the firm grip that made her heart pound. He sort of fit rule number one: any guy she dated had to know someone she knew. It was probably a loose relationship, but obviously he knew someone at this company. If he wasn’t a skier, he’d probably pick it up quickly, judging from his athletic physique. Maybe they could hit the slopes together tomorrow if she got up the nerve to ask. But all nerve fled when she withdrew her hand and saw her chipped nail polish again. She made a fist and hoped he hadn’t noticed. The silence lengthened. Oh, it was her turn to speak. “It’s good to meet you Mr. Hendrix.”

It seemed like a reasonable thing to say, but he tilted his head and drew his eyebrows together as if no one had ever said that to him before. He shuffled the papers in her file around before he met her gaze again and said, “Uh, yes. I wish we were meeting under much better circumstances. I have the unfortunate task of informing you that Mile High Innovations is letting go of all its Java programmers. Greener Pastures is here to make the transition easier for you. This packet will help you get started in your new life.” He held out a folder with a picture of a field of grass and wildflowers.

The florescent light above buzzed like a fly. Grace blinked, unwilling to comprehend what he’d said.

He cleared his throat and continued, “Your severance pay is for a generous three months, but a hard worker such as yourself will find a new job in much less time. We’re offering a free headhunter service to all the Java programmers. I hope you’ll take advantage of it.” He leaned over the desk to hold the folder closer to her.

Her brain shut down. She kept staring at the folder and finally asked, “Am I being fired?”

“No, that would imply you’d done something wrong or were the only one. This is a corporate layoff, but we prefer to look at it as moving on to better ventures.”

She shook her head. She was supposed to be flirting with this guy in a strictly professional way. “No, there’s been a mistake. I’ve gotten a raise here every year. My last project helped them with a multi-million dollar deal.”

“Which is why you should take advantage of our headhunter program. Here–” he set the folder down and reached inside his suit coat. He pulled out a card and set it on top of the folder. “Call Terri. She’s our top headhunter. She’ll help you turn this loss into a win.”

Grace stared at the business card without seeing it and then at his eyes, now a cold blue. Her face burned in embarrassment. “I came in early to finish—I said it was good to meet you—I must look like such a fool.” The room blurred into a stream of zeros falling down in rapid succession.

“No, no, not at all. I wish my coworker had half your work ethic.”

“Why? Clearly it doesn’t matter. He has a job, and I don’t.” Grace’s face still burned. She couldn’t believe the company she’d dedicated not only her 9-5 but also her evenings and weekends to was getting rid of her.

“I will personally call Terri and let her know how impressed I was with you. She’ll get you a job in no time at all.”

Grace blinked repeatedly. She had so misread this guy. Who’d want to go skiing with someone who fired people for a living?

He cleared his throat and said, “I’ll need your keycard, please.” Grace didn’t know how long she sat there gaping. It must’ve been a while because he said, “Keycard?” again.

She stood up, reached into her pocket and tossed the key at him before leaving the office, the folder and business card left behind.

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New Release Celebration!

Last night we celebrated as soon as Masked Hearts showed up on Amazon!

First we toasted with St. Germaine. If you have never had St. Germaine, go out and buy it now!


Then my lover took me to the bar featured in the second chapter of Masked Hearts.


I had this drink called Lavendar Blossom. So smooth with St. Germaine and lemon vodka and a hint of lavendar. Two of them made me totally buzzed! It was a great night!