Thursday, December 14, 2017

Chaldor is out today!

Still on the fence about about Chaldor? How about another excerpt?

     “Would you like more of the soup?” Kiana asked him.
     He shook his head, not wanting to inconvenience her any more than was necessary. As a pet, he did not have his own plate. Kiana fed him from hers. He should feel like a child. He certainly had objected to her feeding him when he was unwell. Somehow, having her feeding him now was entirely different. He definitely did not feel like a toddler being fed by its mother. It was a lustful, sensual business that had his cock swelling.
     Kiana was to blame. Whenever she put food in his mouth, she cupped his jaw with those long, graceful fingers of hers, stroking him as she pulled the silverware from between his lips. And she stared into his eyes until he felt like he was falling into the beautiful charcoal gray of hers. He was certain he had never seen that particular shade of gray before. It was an arresting contrast to her dark skin. If Kiana had been trying to seduce him on purpose, she could not have done a better job. It was a damned good thing the tunic she had purchased him covered his groin.
     “You have barely had anything to eat,” she said as the second course was served. “Are you feeling ill?” She frowned, pressing the back of her hand to his brow.
     “I feel fine.”
     “Then eat. Not even a week ago, you were at death’s door. You need your strength.” She held out a bit of meat on a fork.
     Obligingly, he opened his mouth, his eyes on hers. Fortunately, he was allowed to look her in the eye. He did not believe himself capable of doing otherwise. Kiana gently cupped his jaw as she withdrew the fork. Then she rubbed her thumb over his bottom lip to wipe away a drop of juice from the meat. Chaldor’s breath caught. Talk about a mind-fuck … this little virgin had him twisted in knots.
     There was something about her. Yes, she was beautiful. He had noticed that the first time he had opened his eyes and seen her standing over him. Beauty generally did not move him. Diamond, for example, was very lovely on the outside, but one look into her eyes was enough to let one know that she was dead inside. He was glad Kiana had objected when he had offered to sacrifice himself and go to Diamond’s bed.
     At night, he found himself thinking about Kiana’s smell, trying to identify the elusive scent. It was faint …yet intoxicating. When he found out she had given him her bedroom, he’d thought that was why he could not get the scent out of his head. But he had been almost painfully aware of her enticing fragrance all day today, as well. It was as though it surrounded him.
     Dessert was some type of custard topped with berries. Chaldor had never been fond of custard, so he declined to try it when Kiana offered. She dipped her spoon in and swirled it around before tasting it herself. “Mm, delicious,” she declared. “The berries are fresh.” She licked the back of the spoon. “Are you sure?” she asked, dipping her spoon into the creamy confection again.
     Chaldor shrugged and opened his mouth. The second the spoon touched his tongue, he almost came in his pants. He realized instantly that his reaction had nothing to do with the custard and everything to do with Kiana. She was feeding him from the same utensils she was using herself. The taste of the dessert had yet to even penetrate his senses. No. It was the taste of Kiana that had him on edge. She had been unwittingly doing this to him all evening.
     His eyes closed and he groaned. He surreptitiously dropped his hand into his lap to grip his cock. He prayed he would not embarrass himself in front of her family and a tableful of strangers.
     Kiana smiled. “You like it that much? Here. Have more.”
     He shook his head. “No!” One more bite and he would be done for.
     “What is happening? Is there a problem?” Queen Bettini asked.
     “No,” Kiana was quick to reply.
    “Then why is he raising his voice to you?”
     Kiana stroked his forehead and his cheek. “He is unwell. I had better return him to my chambers. I fear he may be suffering a relapse.” His resulting pained groan from her touch gave credence to her words. “Your skin is hot and flushed,” she said with alarm growing on her face. Chaldor wanted to explain, but not here.
     “Is it contagious?” Diamond asked fearfully. Her query was followed by several frightened gasps.       Those nearest him leaned away and covered their noses and mouths.
     “Not at all,” Kiana snapped, placing her napkin on the table as she stood. “If you will excuse us?”      She took Chaldor’s hand and led him out of the dining hall. He followed her stiffly. “Are you unwell?”
     Teeth clenched, Chaldor shook his head. He held his breath to avoid inhaling more of her fragrance. He was on edge and it would not take much to push him over. Once they reached her chambers, he sat on the dainty little chair they called a couch. When she would have approached him, he held out a hand. “Give me a moment, please.” She halted, nibbling her lower lip and wringing her hands. He closed his eyes against the sight of her. Though she was thin, she was shapely, with a full bosom currently accentuated by a square neckline that showed off too much cleavage for his peace of mind.
     “Are you in pain? Does your head ache?”
     He was in pain, but as there was nothing he could ask her to do about it, he shook his head. He could hear her footfalls as she began to pace.
     “Is there anything I can do? I can scan you again. Mayhap I missed something in my earlier evaluation of your health.”
     “Kiana, I am not experiencing a relapse. I am just … aroused.”
     “You… you’re…” She fumbled to a stop. “Oh.”

Sunday, December 10, 2017

Chaldor Excerpt

As Chaldor is coming out this week, it's time for an excerpt. Enjoy!

     Chaldor did not know if he could trust this slip of a girl acting as his caretaker, but at the moment, he had no other choice. He was too weak from his injuries and lack of nourishment to attempt to leave this bedroom. She seemed honest, but one could never be sure.
     He wished he could remember what had happened, but could recall little after arriving to visit his parents. As his parents did not live on C15, he could only surmise he’d had some mishap after leaving them. But that would mean he had lost several weeks’ worth of memories, as his visits with his parents lasted for three or more weeks at a time.
     He settled in the bed, intending only to rest for a minute, and immediately fell asleep. When he woke some time later, he found her sitting at his side brushing his hair and running her fingers over his scalp while humming a song. Her voice was quite lovely. As was her face. It was slender and ended with a sweetly pointed chin. Her skin was very dark, quite possibly the darkest he had ever seen, and held a healthy sheen that almost glowed. She had inky chin-length hair braided in fat plaits that were at least two inches thick. Her eyes were her most arresting feature. They were large, charcoal gray pools and framed with lush lashes. When she caught him staring, she bit her lower full lip and her long, graceful fingers stilled as though she feared he would hurt her. She was tall, but thin, so he supposed she should fear him. He could snap her in half with little effort.
     “I-I was trying to get out some of the tangles,” she said softly.
     “I have been remiss. I have not thanked you for all that you have done for me.”
     “Oh, it’s been no trouble. I used to assist my father in healing. This is the first time I’ve done it alone, so I am relieved there was nothing seriously wrong with you.” She smiled, revealing straight white teeth.
     He shifted his legs, feeling himself getting aroused. With only the sheet as cover, he was certain the sight of his erection would be indecent. He struggled to a seated position and her hands slid from his hair. He ran his fingers through the thick mane to get it out of his face and quickly discovered the bandages she had placed. “How long have I been here?”
     “I have been caring for you only one night. I do not know how long you wandered.” She laid the brush in her lap and folded her hands.
     Chaldor cursed under his breath. If only he could remember something. As much as he might like, he could remember nothing. Trying to force the memories only made his head ache. Rather than focus on a task he could not accomplish, he moved on to an easier one. “Do you have anything clothing I could wear?”
     She frowned. “I suppose you could wear some of my late father’s clothes, although…” Her eyes flashed over his shoulders and chest. “You’re quite a bit larger than he was. I do not believe I have ever seen a male as large as you.”

Monday, December 4, 2017

Coming December 14....



As the illegitimate daughter to the queen of Colony 15 Kiana has no interest in power or politics, yet she’s horrified by her mother’s cruelty. When her mother orders an injured warrior from another colony to be thrown out with the trash, Kiana implores her for the opportunity to heal him. Kiana does everything she can to save him—including pretending to take him as a lover.


Chaldor wakes up in the arms of a dark chocolate angel with addictive kisses. He’s willing to play the part of her pet. Kiana is the only good thing on C15 and he will take her with him when he escapes. She’ll be his forever—even if there are people dead set against them being together.

Friday, November 3, 2017

That Second Epilogue

I promised so here it is. This is the second epilogue from The Deal. If you haven't read The Deal, I wouldn't recommend reading the following.

Slightly less than one year later . . .

     Gabriel slid into the booth across from his wife. She reached across the table for him and he took her slender hands in his. Raising their linked fingers to his mouth, he kissed each of her digits in turn. “Happy anniversary, baby.” Her delighted smile brightened the entire dining room. That it was just for him made him the happiest man in Adrien’s—hell, in the entire world.
     And to think that last year this time, he’d been on the verge of losing his wife due to his own stupidity. When he’d told Kameron that he’d been worried about her losing her gallery, she’d surprised him by telling him that she would choose him over her gallery. That gallery was her baby, her dream. Gabriel didn’t understand until that moment how very much his wife loved him and how lucky he was.
     Now he tried to show her as often as possible that she was his top priority. That didn’t mean that sometimes he didn’t fall short. He wasn’t perfect and old habits were difficult to drop. Fortunately, Kameron was perfect for him and she understood that his alpha tendencies ran deep. She didn’t hold a grudge when he screwed up.
     “Happy anniversary, Gabriel,” she said softly. She squeezed his hands before withdrawing. “I know I should probably wait until after dinner…but I’m just too excited.” She reached into her purse and pulled out a plain white envelope.
     Laughing, he reached into his interior jacket pocket and retrieved a similar envelope. “Same time?” he suggested.
     “Deal.”
     They exchanged envelopes. He tore into his while keeping his gaze on Kameron’s face. He wanted to see her expression when she saw the tickets.
     It was well worth the wait. Her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open. She clamped a hand over her mouth, but he could still hear her squeal of delight. “Paris?”
     He nodded. “Yeah, I figured you might have a few more galleries that you might like to drag my Neanderthal ass to.” Since their reconciliation she had taken him up on his word of being open to spending their quality time in any way she desired. That meant lots of galleries and tea parties and picnics. Strangely, he didn’t mind. If Kameron was there, he was happy. “And while we’re there, I’ve made plans for us to visit Italy and Greece.”
     She practically bounced in her seat. Her eyes sparkled with excitement. “When do we leave?”
     “Day after tomorrow. Tonight we’ll be too busy to pack.”
     “Busy?”
     “Yeah, I thought after this we could go home, take a bubble bath, drink some champagne, and then fuck like rabbits.”
     Kameron laughed. “That sounds good. We could light candles like they do on television. And you know I’m always ready for you…but I’m going to have to decline the champagne.”
     He shrugged. He’d rather have something stronger as well. “Brandy?”
     Her eyes practically danced with mischief as she shook her head. “I think maybe you should look at your gift.”
     He glanced down at the envelope she had given him and removed a couple of sheets of folded paper. He straightened them and stared at the contents in confusion. “I don’t understand. Is this your doctor’s bill?”
     She nodded. “It’s a bill for a pregnancy test—a positive pregnancy test.” She bit her lip at his stunned silence. “You’re going to be a daddy. I know we just started trying and it’s really quick. Are you happy?”
     He dropped his gift onto the table. Not caring who might be watching, he stood and pulled his wife into his arms. “So damn, happy, baby.” He covered her sweet, plump lips with his. He squeezed her before withdrawing to place a palm over her flat belly. Dropping to his knees, he kissed her there as well.
     Kameron tugged at his hair. “People are staring.”
     “I don’t care.” He stood swiftly and picked her up. 
     She squealed. “Gabriel, what are you doing?”
     “Taking my wife home to have my way with her.”
     “Wait, but-”   
     “We can order takeout when we get home,” he said, striding toward the door.
     “No. We left our anniversary gifts on the table.” She pointed over his shoulder. He made a swift U-turn and leaned over so that she could scoop up the envelopes.
     When he placed her in the passenger seat, he kissed her again. “I hope you don’t mind missing dinner out.”
     She grinned at him. “Are you kidding? You know all I’ll ever need is you.”
     “Same here, baby.”

Thursday, October 26, 2017

The Deal

The Deal is back up and available for purchase at Amazon for 99 cents. It will be available at Barnes & Noble also. It's just taking them a bit longer to post it. Keep an eye out. It should pop up today or tomorrow.




Friday, October 20, 2017

Ramble, ramble, ramble . . ..

I finished Chaldor! It’s been accepted by Evernight Publishing. I don’t have a publication date yet as we haven’t begun edits. I’ll post more information such as the blurb and excerpts soon.

Instead of starting something new, I thought I’d tackle The Deal and get it back up. After reading it again with the intention to make edits, I realized that I wasn’t making drastic changes. I’ve really thought about this book way too much when I’ve got other ideas swirling and dying in my head. So what I did was this: I wrote a second epilogue.

When I republish The Deal, it will be for 99 cents. If you’ve read it before, wait a week and I will publish the second epilogue here. I’m a reader, too, and the last thing I would want would be to buy the same book twice. (I’ve done it accidentally when purchasing e-books from different sellers and I’ve done it on purpose when a beloved book was lost.) And I certainly would not want to feel like I was obligated to buy a book just to read a few changes. Reading should be a joy—not an obligation.

I’m currently waiting on a new cover for The Deal. Hopefully, I will have it back up within a week or two.

As for myself, like any other new puppy owner, I could write a book about the drama. One day I will be sure to include it in a story. Within a short period of time, my puppy has destroyed the power cords to our air conditioning unit and to my laptop. And because she would not stay out of the vines in our backyard, she gave my poor husband a poison ivy (possibly) rash. It was so severe that he had to go to the doctor. The rash was purple in spots and it kept spreading. One night I was up several times, about every two hours, because the puppy had diarrhea—no doubt from something she ate while out on a walk. She will eat literally anything. Sticks, leaves, poop, paper, whatever she can manage to steal from the trash. It’s all the same to her. (Meanwhile, my cat has decided she will eat only seafood.) My daughter wasn’t this much trouble when she was a baby. I’m always telling her that she was the best baby ever. And she was. After I’d finish feeding her at night, she’d fold her tiny hands, close her eyes, and go back to sleep until her next feeding. What an angel!

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

What's Next?

You know you’re an adult when the things you used to enjoy are now a pain. Remember when you loved the snow? Kids love snow because, if they’re lucky, school will be canceled. As an adult, you realize you may still have to go to work. I live in the south so we usually shut everything down when this foreign form of precipitation falls from the sky. But there are times when it’s just enough snow to make the roads safe for sensible drivers and you still have to go to work. Bummer.

This week’s revelation is that I now feel that way about puppies. Puppies, I tell you! No one could be more shocked than me. When I was a kid I remember people being excited when someone had a baby. They’d be talking about going to see the new baby and I thought “Once you’ve seen one baby, you’ve seen them all.” In my defense, most newborn babies look alike—pale and scrunch-faced. But if someone had a new puppy, I was so there. I have fond memories of the last puppies I had years ago. They have since passed on and I haven’t had a dog in years.

I mentioned before that I really wanted a Newfoundland. Maybe I should have gotten an adult dog. I do know that I never want another puppy. While I realize that my puppy could be worse, what I currently have is what I consider one of the most annoying dogs I have ever met. She’s doing well with housebreaking. She has on average about one accident a day. This is after only about a week of training so she’s intelligent. There have been a couple of days when she had no accident at all. But she’s a biter. In the week that she’s been here, we’ve stopped her from biting most of the furniture. She knows when she’s caught that you don’t want her to do it. But she still bites hands and feet. You can’t pet her without her trying to catch your hand. Now, I already have a cat for such crazy behavior. I wasn’t expecting it from my little fur ball as well. She has the most beautiful soft fur that just lures you in only to have her nip at you. I’ve seen puppies with her behavior before and I generally avoid them. I know that she will grow out of it and soon I will love, love, love her. However, at the moment, I am thinking the unthinkable. I will be glad when this cute puppy is all grown up.

So snow is inconvenient. Puppies are annoying. What’s next? Rainbows and candy?! (Actually, I’ve had some dental work done and some candy gives me a toothache.)

For those of you who sat through my puppy rant, you deserve to at least know that I am working really hard on finishing Chaldor’s story. I hate to put out timelines because that’s the moment when life chooses to interfere. But if I keep working at my current pace, I should be done in a week or two. After I finish, I like to go back and read through the story to make sure I don’t contradict myself along the way. Since Whimsy was published through Evernight, more than likely Chaldor’s story will be as well. This is a relief for me in the sense that I don’t have to pick out a cover, decide on a release date, convert the document into different formats, etc. I can just move on to writing my next book. But it also means I won’t know the release date for some time and I don’t get to decide on the pricing. The longer the book, the more it costs. I’m aiming for a medium length—long enough to get the story told without it becoming a tome.

I’m behind schedule on where I wanted to be at this point in the year. After Chaldor’s story, I’m really looking forward to working on something contemporary. I’m not sure what it will be. I might try to get The Deal back out again or turn to something new.

So that’s what I’ve been up to lately. I hope all of you are having a wonderful summer.