Wednesday, April 29, 2015

"Forbidden" Cover and Blurb Reveal

RELEASE DATE - May 26, 2015!

The last thing I want is to get tangled in my sister’s way of life. We share blood but we couldn't be more different. I'm into books, art, and music while she's a stripper and motorcycle club whore. I've vowed to stay as far away from that life as I can, but Gage, the club's sexy President has set his sights on me. From our very first meeting he made his intention clear – he wants me in his bed. Well, he put it a little more crudely. He’s a foul-mouthed, arrogant, domineering, infuriating biker who just wants to use my body but I can’t help my attraction to him. Even if I wanted to give in to him, I can’t. He's off limits. No matter how much I want him, I can never have him. He's forbidden.

I'm the President of the Death Dealers MC. My road name is Reaper. Wanna guess how I got it? Yeah, no one messes with me. I live for my club, my family, and getting chicks. I don’t do relationships. Women throw themselves at me, and if they're lucky, I'll give them a couple orgasms and a life-long memory. It’s easy. That is, until I met Raven. I wanted her the moment I saw her but I can’t have her – at least not yet. She’s different from the women I’m used to and I’m caught between wanting her and not wanting to corrupt her. I should stay away from her but how can I? They say forbidden fruit is the sweetest and I’m dying for a taste.

The cover was designed by the amazing Louisa from LM Creations


Monday, April 20, 2015


"Forbidden" is the title of my next book. It's in the final stages of editing and I'm pushing for a release in early May 2015. It's the first in a MC-themed series, and follows the characters Gage and Raven. Cover reveal coming soon, but in the meantime, here's an excerpt ;) **UNEDITED and subject to change**


Suddenly, I'm swept off my feet and being carried to the house.

“What are you doing?” I exclaim.
“I’m not putting you down until I know you can stand on your own.”
“I’m fine now. Put me down.”
Even before my objection is past my lips, my arms curl around his neck. He ignores me and takes me all the way to the front door before carefully placing me back on my feet. Whether consciously or not, my hands slide down over his shoulders and sternum. I catch myself right before I squeeze his hard pecs, ripping my hands away. I avoid his gaze as I reach into my pocket for my keys. That is, until a curious finger trails down my stomach. I pull my tank top down and narrow my eyes at him, ignoring the fire starting in my belly.
“I did NOT give you permission to touch me.”
“How about a kiss then?”
I can’t even answer because his lips are stealing my words. I’m so surprised that I swallow my gum. He didn’t wait for an answer, just took what he wanted. Though my mind resists, my body melts into his. My fingers curl into his white T-shirt and a moan escapes me. His lips move hungrily over mine, taking and giving pleasure. There is only complete surrender when his tongue seeks entrance. I part my lips and wrestle his tongue with mine. He tastes like beer and something else I can’t quite put my finger on. Whatever it is, it’s frikkin’ awesome and I want more. While my hands move up to slide through his hair, his move down to grab my ass. He squeezes my cheeks and pulls me into him, letting his desire be explicitly known. He’s hard. For me. And it excites the hell out of me. I feel like climbing up on him like he’s a big, man-tree that I need to get to the top of. I hear myself whimper as his hands slide up my sides. His thumbs brush at the undersides of my breasts and this time, he moans. He breaks away suddenly, his breathing heavy. I gape at him, trying to catch my own breath.