Sunday, October 19, 2014

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR is Now Available To Read 

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
They were all around the table when he carried her downstairs. Devin had
told everyone that she was awake, and they gathered together to wait. The table
was beautiful and full of more food than Morgan had seen in a year.
“How are you feeling, sweetheart? You look better; there’s color in your
cheeks.”
Morgan stared open mouthed at Ms. Parker, and would have continued
staring if Nickolas had not reached over and closed her mouth.
“No, baby, she doesn’t know what we’ve been up to. But I would say the
others do. Just ignore them and enjoy your meal. You’re going to need the extra
calories before this night is over.”
Morgan felt a blush race over her body, and then she heard Byron snicker
and blushed harder. With a very heartfelt glare from her, he settled down and
started filling his plate. The other man, she thought it must be Jamie, just laughed
harder when she tried the same on him. The whole family was full of men who
were full of themselves, she thought.
“Whose turn is it to watch the parade this year?” Damon had asked as they
settled in the largest living room Morgan had ever seen after dinner.
Morgan had picked up her crutches to use, but found that her foot really
hurt, and was carried by Nick again. She was either going to have to get better
soon, or lose some serious weight. When she said as much to Nickolas, he
growled at her. She didn’t know why, but she was really getting to like that
sound coming from him.
“I think its Dan’s turn this year. Devin had it last year. Too bad, old man. I
was buying lunch at Mario’s this year.” Spencer patted him hard on the back as
he grinned at the other man.
“Every year since Meggie was born, one of us stays home with her. We
record the Macy’s parade and watch it with her while the others shop. The next
person on the list buys lunch for us all. It’s a lot of fun,” Nickolas explained
when she asked.
“I can watch her. I mean, if Dr. Grant doesn’t mind leaving her with me. I’ll
be here anyway, and there isn’t any reason for someone to stay if I don’t shop.”
Morgan had said it before she’d thought. She should have cleared it with
Spencer before putting him on the spot like that. Besides, she hadn’t been invited
anyway.
“Really? You’d watch her. I mean, she really likes you already. And her hair,
I meant to tell you earlier, it’s beautiful. Plus, the ribbon on her thumb has
worked too. She won’t take it off.”
At the curious looks, he explained how Morgan had tied a ribbon, a bow,
around Meggie’s thumb and told her it was prettier this way instead of in her
mouth. She hadn’t sucked on it since.
“Oh, that’s just lovely! And it worked too? Congratulations, my dear, you
accomplished in one day what countless doctors haven’t been able to do in
months.” Mrs. Parker sounded genuinely happy.
Morgan flushed. It had been years since anyone had complimented her, and
here she was getting it twice in one day.
After a little while, Jacob asked for her help and she made her way into the
gaming room. She thought that he wanted her to start on his project, but he
actually wanted her to be his partner in another game.
“You do all right for a girl. Besides, I get a handicap when I play with you.”
He grinned at her and they both laughed.
Jacob had brought her in the laptop and every time she died, which was
taking longer and longer to happen, she’d research a little more. It was kinda
fun.
While she was in prison, she’d taken a few classes on web design and set up.
She’d gotten so good at it that she was able to make a few sites for some of the
guards and their wives. One was a site she set up was for an interior designer
and she told Morgan that her business had tripled since it was put online. It was
getting fairly late and she was just printing up the last of the pages when Nick
came into the room. He had her papers in his hand.


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Stephen Silva is a three thousand year old vampire.
 He is too set in his ways and has existed too many years to find a mate now.
 But the woman did save his life. He couldn’t just let her die, could he?
Clarice Kelley, Clar to her friends, is hiding out from her stepfather and has been for several years.
 She’s a loner and prefers it that way, because she always winds up getting hurt whenever anyone gets too close to her.
 She only killed the vampire because he would have killed her friend.
Now the vampire she saved won’t leave her alone.
 He doesn’t want her and makes no bones about it, but he won’t just let her go either.
“I want you.” She didn’t say anything, but didn’t pull away from him either.
 “Let me take you the way I want, and I’ll give you so much pleasure you’ll never want anything else.”
“And then what? You’ll toss me to the street again? Or will you turn me over to my stepfather?
 You’re a great deal like him. Did you know that? Ordering people around as if you’re the king of the world.”
A new mate is a handful enough, but when an old lover, one he’d condemned to the ground for eternity resurfaces, is anyone safe? Velvet December has sworn revenge on Stephen, but what will she do when she discovers he has a new mate?
Stephen and Clar are formidable as a couple, but will it be enough to stop Velvet? How many more have to die? Find out in the next installment of Samuel’s Pride―Stephen










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Jack fainted, her vision blurring and her body spent she thought of the man she’d just had the most incredible sex she’d ever had with. Christ, she didn’t even ask him for a condom.
Luke was afraid to move. He really wasn’t even sure he could. Lifting his head he looked down at Jacklyn. She was even more beautiful now that she was all mussed and swollen from him. He kissed her lip gently where a drop of blood was and knew that it was his. She’d bitten him. Not only had she bitten him she’d claimed him as well. Luke felt as if he’d been given the best gift in the world. Now all he had to do was tell her what she’d done by making love with him.


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Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Stephen Samuel Pride Series Release Day 10/14/14


Stephen Silva is a three thousand year old vampire. He is too set in his ways and has existed too many years to find a mate now. But the woman did save his life. He couldn’t just let her die, could he? 
Clarice Kelley, Clar to her friends, is hiding out from her stepfather and has been for several years. She’s a loner and prefers it that way, because she always winds up getting hurt whenever anyone gets too close to her. She only killed the vampire because he would have killed her friend. Now the vampire she saved won’t leave her alone. He doesn’t want her and makes no bones about it, but he won’t just let her go either. 
“I want you.” She didn’t say anything, but didn’t pull away from him either. “Let me take you the way I want, and I’ll give you so much pleasure you’ll never want anything else.” 
“And then what? You’ll toss me to the street again? Or will you turn me over to my stepfather? You’re a great deal like him. Did you know that? Ordering people around as if you’re the king of the world.” 
A new mate is a handful enough, but when an old lover, one he’d condemned to the ground for eternity resurfaces, is anyone safe? Velvet December has sworn revenge on Stephen, but what will she do when she discovers he has a new mate? 
Stephen and Clar are formidable as a couple, but will it be enough to stop Velvet? How many more have to die? Find out in the next installment of Samuel’s Pride―Stephen 


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Saturday, October 11, 2014

Upcoming New Series and Cover Reveals !!!!!!!!!

Starting Next year I have a Few New Series coming out .. I am so excited about these series
and I hope  you are too check out the first new series coming out
 BLOOD BOTHERHOOD
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Next Series  is  Justice 
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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE is Now Available To Read 

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Morgan woke up on a bed. There was a small body tucked tight against her
side. Meggie. When she tried to move out from under her, the little girl tightened
her hold around her arm.
“She insisted on sleeping with you. She said that you’d need her when you
woke up. I think she’s worried about you.” The whispered voice was coming
from across the room. She couldn’t make out who it was, but it was not Nickolas.
“I...someone sedated me. I...where am I?” She started to move to the other
side and encountered another body, this one considerably bigger and male.
Nickolas was in bed with her.
“Yes, my brother Damon did. You were...you’d had a fright. I’m Devin
Grant, by the way. We didn’t get a chance to meet earlier. I’m sorry about that.
My family is downstairs and as soon as you feel like you can, they’d like for you
to come down. Nicky hasn’t been there long; he feels bad for scaring you. Can
you? Get up, I mean.” They were going to make her leave.
Morgan didn’t blame them. They’d been ready to sit down to their
Thanksgiving dinner. She’d lost control, screaming like an idiot and ruining their
dinner. No, she thought, she didn’t blame them.
“I need my bag before I leave. It has my stuff in it; it’s pink. You can’t miss it.
I’m really sorry about dinner. I...it wasn’t Dr. Grant’s fault. I got...I have
nightmares, you see. Well, that’s not true; I have them even when I’m awake. Tell
him…tell him it’s nothing to do with him. I just, sometimes I get a...can I go
now?” There was no excuse for what she’d done and she knew it.
“Are you finished? And I swear, Morgan, if you call me Dr. Grant one more
time I’m going to paddle you but good I’ve had your nip…” She heard Nickolas
take a deep breath, the hot air moving along her neck. “Devin, why don’t you
take Meggie down the hall? Morgan and I’ll be a few more minutes.” She started
to scramble to the other side, the side that Meggie had been sleeping, when
Nickolas hauled her back with an arm around her waist.
“Let me go. I want to go back to Mr. Grant’s apartment. Why you brought
me here is... Why did you bring me here? Never mind, I want—”
“Does it bother you when I’m on top of you, or was it me pulling your arms
up too?” He was so matter-of-fact that she just answered.
“Both, but mostly my arms. I...he tied me to the bed and I couldn’t... I don’t
like to be touched, restrained like that. I need you to let me go.”
“No, not yet. What if I kissed you now, like this? Would it scare you if I
kissed you with you beneath me? Does it remind you of them?” No one had
asked her before. Of course, no one had been this close to her before either.
“I...they never kissed. I’d never been kissed until you. I think if you let me
up, I could have Mick...”
“They didn’t kiss you? And no, Mick isn’t coming to get you. Just hush and
answer my questions. How could you have never been kissed before? With a
mouth like yours...and I don’t mean the smart-assed part, but the taste of you.”
Morgan glared up at him. He had thrown his left leg across her hips and
then tucked it around her. He was just too heavy to move without his help, or
cooperation.
“The first guy who tried, I bit through his lip until I got blood. They didn’t
take the gag off after that. It could also have had something to do with my
screaming. And I am not a smart ass. Get off me, you big dick head. I...your
family’s waiting on you down—ouch! That fucking hurt.”
Nick had swatted her across the butt, hard. Then he rubbed the area with his
hand until it wasn’t a rub anymore, but a caress. Then it became a pull. He was
pulling her closer to him, his body. And she wanted it.
Nick didn’t press her into the bed like she was afraid he’d do. But pulled her
on top of him as he shifted to his back. Mindful of her foot, he spread her legs
wide across his hips, across his groin. Still pulling her toward him, he gripped
her hips and pulled her harder, down against him.
“Nickolas...I ...”
Nick sat up and covered her mouth with his, devouring her, savoring her.
She moaned against his mouth and then again when he began making his way
down her throat to her collar bone, then lower, his lips leaving a trail of wet, hot
nips and bites. He brought his hands up from her hips and cupped both of her
breasts in his palms and lifted them high, high into his mouth. When he bit her
nipple through her clothing, she surged hard into him, wrapped both her hands
around his head, and pulled him closer to her.
“Come for me, Morgan. Ride me until you come apart. Come against me like
this. Now, baby, come now.” Lifting her shirt and yanking her bra away from
what he wanted, he took her hard peak into his mouth and suckled, hard and
deep into his hot mouth.
Morgan felt it building, her need nearly out of control. She was riding him,
the friction of his cock pressing against her mound pushing her harder and faster
to what they both wanted. When she felt him nibble on her flesh and take her
into his mouth again, she came apart. Had he not kissed her at the moment, the
entire house would have heard her scream out her release. Over and over, her
body convulsed and jerked. He held her close to him, whispering into her ear as
she settled. When she finally laid lax over him, he lifted her chin to look at her.
“We’re going downstairs now to have dinner. I don’t want to. I want to bury
myself deep, deep inside of you and have you come like that over me, onto my
cock. And I want to come inside of you. I don’t want to leave this bed again until
we’ve both had our fill of each other, but they’re waiting for us. Then after
dinner, I’m going to bring you up here and we are going to pick up right here,
understand?”
Morgan could only nod at him. He’d given her pleasure and had taken none
for himself. And, boy oh boy, had she gotten pleasure, she thought with a sloppy
smile. Even now she wanted to ride him again until he could feel this good and
she could again.
“If you keep looking at me like that, we aren’t going anywhere.” She
watched as he slipped out of bed and went to the adjoining bathroom. She could
see his cock pressed hard against his pants. She wanted to touch him, to feel him
in her hands, in her body. She moaned aloud and he growled at her. “Get up
before you can’t. I mean it, Morgan. If you keep this up, you won’t leave this
room for a month.” As he entered the bathroom and shut the door, she
wondered if he actually thought that was a punishment. When she heard him
flick the lock, she burst out laughing.


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Sloan Crane is a vampire on a mission. He knows from the moment he catches Opal’s scent that she is his mate. The last thing in this world Sloan wants is a mate, but he won’t let that monster, Fletcher, have her either. Just because he doesn’t want her doesn’t mean he wants her to die. And he has two choices: let her bleed to death or change her without her permission.

Opal Erickson is beyond furious. Up until now she might not have exactly been happy with her life, but it was hers. In the blink of an eye that bloodsucker has stolen her freedom and turned her into a bloodsucking hybrid. And she is supposed to be grateful? Not in this lifetime…or any other.

Why must everything be so complicated?

Fletcher is far from finished with the couple, and if he has his way Opal won’t survive it…


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Stephen Silva is a three thousand year old vampire.
 He is too set in his ways and has existed too many years to find a mate now.
 But the woman did save his life. He couldn’t just let her die, could he?
Clarice Kelley, Clar to her friends, is hiding out from her stepfather and has been for several years.
 She’s a loner and prefers it that way, because she always winds up getting hurt whenever anyone gets too close to her.
 She only killed the vampire because he would have killed her friend.
Now the vampire she saved won’t leave her alone.
 He doesn’t want her and makes no bones about it, but he won’t just let her go either.
“I want you.” She didn’t say anything, but didn’t pull away from him either.
 “Let me take you the way I want, and I’ll give you so much pleasure you’ll never want anything else.”
“And then what? You’ll toss me to the street again? Or will you turn me over to my stepfather?
 You’re a great deal like him. Did you know that? Ordering people around as if you’re the king of the world.”
A new mate is a handful enough, but when an old lover, one he’d condemned to the ground for eternity resurfaces, is anyone safe? Velvet December has sworn revenge on Stephen, but what will she do when she discovers he has a new mate?
Stephen and Clar are formidable as a couple, but will it be enough to stop Velvet? How many more have to die? Find out in the next installment of Samuel’s Pride―Stephen




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Sunday, October 5, 2014

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO is Now Available To Read 

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
“Aunt Morgan, I was...can you help...I know you’re not really my aunt and
all, but I was wondering if you could help me. You see, I gotta do this report on
my hero. And I gotta have it done by Christmas, but I ain’t having any luck. I can
do the stuff. You know, the writing and all, but not the research.”
Jacob had flopped down beside her not long after she’d asked Damon for
something for the pain. She was beginning to feel woozy, but not completely out
of it yet. It was probably why she agreed to such a stupid idea.
Morgan would help him out by looking up as much information as she could
find on the Internet, and print it up for him. His hero, of all people, was his Uncle
Nick, so she “should have lots of insider stuff on him,” he had said. When she
had blushed at his comment, he must have assumed she was hot because he had
started fanning her with a magazine from the table.
“All you gotta do is Google him. I’m sure there’s tons of stuff on him. He’s,
like, famous and all. I really wanna make a good grade on this. He’ll have-a come
to my school and have a lunch with me if I can win.” It was the eyes that got her.
Big and brown, he’d put just enough sadness in them to reel her in. Damned
drugs didn’t help either.
He leant her his laptop and showed her how to find the house printer; there
were apparently several to print to. He had also given her as much background
information he had, like birthday, address, and his full name to help with the
search. He was really good about it; he didn’t play anymore games, but sat and
helped her decide what he wanted to use in his report. Before long, it was dinner.
Morgan hadn’t planned on eating with them; she wasn’t a part of either
blended family, nor had she come there as a guest. When everyone got up to go
to the formal dining room, she stayed in the game room and kept looking things
up for Jacob.
“Morgan, you’re holding up dinner. You want me to help you?” Spencer
had come into the room not two minutes after they’d just left.
“Holding it up, I don’t understand. Did you need me to serve or something?
I’m not sure how much I can help out, but I should have assumed that... Yes, let
me get up. I’m truly sorry. I just took a pain pill.”
Morgan was babbling. She knew it and so did he. She was embarrassed and
hated feeling that way. As she struggled to get up quickly, she bumped her foot
and cried out with the pain.

“Morgan, its okay, honey. Come on, we want you to eat with us, not serve
us. What a silly notion. Just take a deep breath, that’s it. The pain should subside
soon, and then I’ll carry you in, all right?” He was sitting on the table in front of
the couch when Nick walked in.
“Spence, what’s going on?” Morgan looked up at him when he spoke and
blushed again. She was trying to tell Spencer that she’d rather not eat with them,
would in fact feel much better serving them instead.
“You’re girlfriend thinks I want her to come serve us. I was just explaining..”
“I’m not his girlfriend! I’m just...I work for him, nothing more. I...you’ve got
it all wrong, I don’t, I’m not...you’re wrong. I’m not family. I’ll just finish the
sandwich in here. Alone.”
Morgan didn’t look at either man as she set the computer aside and picked
up the little plate from earlier. When she was suddenly picked up, the plate and
food on it went flying. When she began to slip from his arms, Nick tightened his
grip and held her closer to his body. She frantically looked around and saw that
Spencer had left the room.
“Morgan, look at me.” She didn’t, but looked everywhere else she could.
This was so mortifying, and she wanted to go back to Byron’s apartment.
“Please put me down, Dr. Gra...what the hell are you doing?” She was
suddenly back down on the couch and he was on top of her. Before she could
move out from under him, he was kissing her again. Damn, this man could kiss,
she thought.
“Do you feel me against you?” He pressed himself hard into her and pulled
her hands up over her head. The terror hit her full force. She was back in the
basement with those men raping her.
“Please, don’t hurt me. Please, please, please...” she whispered desperately.
Her body, drenched in a sudden sweat, began to fight against the weight.
She was no longer in the Parker home, but the home of Randall Bennett. She
wasn’t in the game room any longer, but cuffed to the cot in the basement. She
wasn’t being held in the arms of a man who had kissed her earlier, but of the
men who would take their turn with her body. The screams ripped from her,
over and over. The voices yelling at her had no meaning. She was no longer safe,
no longer free. The pain in her arm barely registered, and then everything went
black.


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Sloan Crane is a vampire on a mission. He knows from the moment he catches Opal’s scent that she is his mate. The last thing in this world Sloan wants is a mate, but he won’t let that monster, Fletcher, have her either. Just because he doesn’t want her doesn’t mean he wants her to die. And he has two choices: let her bleed to death or change her without her permission.

Opal Erickson is beyond furious. Up until now she might not have exactly been happy with her life, but it was hers. In the blink of an eye that bloodsucker has stolen her freedom and turned her into a bloodsucking hybrid. And she is supposed to be grateful? Not in this lifetime…or any other.

Why must everything be so complicated?

Fletcher is far from finished with the couple, and if he has his way Opal won’t survive it…


 Now available 






B&N Coming Soon 


Kobo Coming Soon 

Opal Book Trailer



Next Release 10/14/14





Happy Reading 





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