Thursday, May 29, 2014

READER appreciation month in JUNE

Reader Appreciation Month

For the month of JUNE [30 days], I will be doing a giveaway every day. I want to thank all my fantastic readers for your support and love. I will pick one person each day to receive a scrabble tile necklace. I made them all and want to show you my appreciation with a gift. I’ll announce the winners on FB and Twitter. When you see your name, send me a message with your mailing address and I’ll send you a necklace. Thank you all!   

Silver Bullet: Volume 1 is coming soon to paperback! 

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Brock's Punishment, Book 11, in the Silver Bullet series 
is schedule for release July/August

Brock Townsend loves his pack. When one pack member gets shot, he goes hunting for the man responsible. In a moment of anger, he shifts and kills a human. When the F.P.A. shows up in New Orleans, Brock knows he must accept the punishment for his actions.     

Shaw Iza is a federal agent. He’s dedicated his life to following the law, hunting down rogue paranormals, and delivering punishment. When the F.P.A. receives a call from the human authorities in New Orleans reporting a death, he’s sent to investigate. With all the false calls the F.P.A. receives, Shaw doesn’t really believe a shifter is involved until he discovers a bit of evidence that changes his life forever. 

Brock has to face the possibility that his crime might keep his mate from him. Shaw has to face the fact that he might have to be the one to punish his mate. The difference between duty and love thins as they both face an uncertain future where truth and justice are a matter of perspective.

Thursday, May 15, 2014

Robbie (MM)
Belt Buckle Ranch 2

AVAILABLE: Monday, May 26th
[Erotic Alternative Cowboy Romance, M/M, HEA]
Robbie Robertson owns a motorcycle repair shop. His business is failing, bills piling higher than his bank account. When a P.I arrives with a manila envelope, everything changes. Reading through the documents, Robbie soon realizes that he isn’t alone in the world. He has a father living in Colorado that wants to meet him. Robbie decides then and there that it’s time to close up shop for good and head to the Belt Buckle Ranch.
Cody White has been living and working at the Belt Buckle Ranch for five years. He meets Robbie the moment the guy steps out of his truck. It doesn’t take long for the two men to jump into a sexual relationship. His craving for the big, tattooed Adonis grows as they spend time together. But when Robbie’s injured working on the ranch, Cody blames himself and pulls back.


Robbie was trying to appear relaxed.
He wasn’t used to being on a horse. It felt as if he was a mile off the ground. Taking a deep breath, he stared straight ahead, letting Titan lead the way. The animal knew what to do and loyally followed after Cody and Ginger. He held onto the saddle horn, his body gently swaying with each step.
“How are you doing?” Cody looked over his shoulder, peering at Robbie.
“I’ll be okay as long as I don’t fall,” Robbie told him honestly.
Cody’s gentle laugh rippled through the air and Robbie grinned. The sound was so honest and Robbie started to relax. He really was enjoying his time with Cody.
“The Belt Buckle Ranch is approximately twenty acres. There’s a fence that stretches around the property.” Robbie looked around as Cody talked, inhaling the clean mountain air. The mountains in the distance were breathtaking. The whole place looked like a brilliant postcard. “We have cows, horses, and prized bulls here. William bought the place in nineteen ninety-four. I’m not sure if you know this, but he was famous in the rodeo world. After he retired, he bought this place and with his contacts, started supplying bulls to rodeos around the country.”
“Hearing you talk…” Robbie shook his head. “I wish I would’ve known him.”
“I’ve been here on this ranch for five years. William was always very kind to me—more like a fath—” He stopped suddenly, clearing his throat, and looked over at Robbie with a look of shame on his face.
“Father?” Robbie asked.
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.”
“No, no, please don’t feel bad. I’m glad that you had him.” Robbie had a wonderful childhood filled with love. He had no regrets or anger toward his mom or William.
“Thanks, he was always supportive. One of my passions is photography, and he put my pictures around his house. He did things like that for the guys around here.”
“He must’ve been a good man.” Robbie was glad that Cody had good stories about his father.
“This is my home,” Cody told him, his voice full of emotion.
“Of course it is,” Robbie agreed. “You don’t have to leave the ranch. Is someone telling you to leave?”
“No.” He shook his head. “I just—I just don’t have anywhere else to go.”
Robbie pulled his horse up against Cody’s. He reached out a hand and touched the cowboy’s knee, trying to offer comfort. “You don’t have to go anywhere. I’ll do whatever I can to make sure you and the others stay.”
“Are you planning to stay?” Cody asked, nudging Ginger. The horses started walking again, heading further into the field.
“I don’t really have a plan. I just wanted a fresh start and this place seemed as good as any. I lost my mom a while ago and I was really looking forward to meeting my father. Unfortunately I was too late. Now, I don’t really know what I’m going to do.” Robbie stared out at the green rolling hills.
“I–I’m sorry for your loss. I wish I knew what to say,” Cody replied in a small voice.
“I appreciate that.”
“I hope you’ll stay. William would’ve wanted you to stay here. He loved this place. What do you want to do? I mean, do you have any desire to work on the ranch?” Cody asked.
“I don’t know. I used to own a bike shop, but that didn’t work out. The bills piled up and I had no idea how to turn it around and make it a success. I thought it would be easy.” Robbie sighed. “I’m a good mechanic. But maybe I wasn’t meant to own my own garage.”
“You can still be a mechanic, if that’s your passion. We have vehicles here that need maintenance.” Cody’s mood changed, and the cowboy appeared pleased with himself for coming up with such a wonderful idea.
“I don’t really know what’s going to happen now, but if I can stay for a while, I will.” He didn’t have anywhere to go, but at this point, he didn’t know what was going to happen.
William was gone. Would he even be allowed to stay at the ranch? Jackson seemed pretty certain, but Robbie didn’t share the man’s optimism. Only time would tell.
“Well, then, I’d better put you to work and convince you to stay.”
Robbie chuckled. “Let’s finish the tour first.”
They rode side by side around the property. With each minute that passed, he felt more at ease on the back of the horse.


He stared at the cowboy’s sexy bubble butt through his tight jeans and licked his lips.
Maybe my dry spell is over.
Adjusting himself, Robbie pulled his bottom lip in his mouth and groaned.
“Everything okay?” Cody looked over his shoulder and glanced down, noticing Robbie’s erection. He winked. “Do you want some help taking care of that?”
“Jesus,” he moaned breathlessly at Cody’s offer.
Robbie barely stepped one foot inside the barn when Cody grabbed him and shoved him against the wooden slats. The young man pressed his body against Robbie’s. His mouth covered Robbie’s hungrily, as he slowly moved his hips, letting Robbie feel his hard cock blocked behind the confines of his jeans. Cody’s tongue swooped inside his mouth, sending shivers of desire through him.
It took a minute for the shock at being manhandled to settle in. Once it did, Robbie changed their positions.
He turned Cody, shoving his back against the wood. He licked his lower lip before recapturing Cody’s mouth with savage intensity that pulled a moan out of Cody, but surprised the hell out of him. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this desperate to be touched and to touch.
Raising his mouth from Cody’s, Robbie gazed into the man’s eyes. “Do you have a condom?” he asked, hoping his cowboy had a hidden stash somewhere.
“Yeah.” He nodded rapidly. “Yeah, in my wallet.”
“Thank goodness.” He growled. Cody grabbed the front of Robbie’s jeans and moved his hand over his bulging erection, jacking him off over the material. “If you keep doing that I won’t last long enough to fuck your ass.”
With two hands, Cody unbuttoned the top of his jeans and lowered the zipper. Robbie stared at him, watching his face closely as he shoved one hand in and cupped his shaft. Cody’s eyes dilated, his nose flared slightly, and he licked his bottom lip—all good signs.
“Damn, I can’t wait to feel you inside me.” Cody ended the sentence with a moan.
“Give me the condom,” Robbie ordered.
He wanted to sink inside the sexy cowboy. He wanted to feel the man’s body surrounding his own.
Cody ripped open the foil square and rolled the lubricated condom over Robbie’s shaft. “Do we have lube?” The cowboy chuckled and pulled a small packet out of his pocket. “Damn, were you a Boy Scout?”
“Yeah, actually, I was. But, in this case, I was just hopeful.” Cody ripped open the small lube packet and squeezed out a liberal amount, coating the condom before smearing the rest on his own ass.
“Don’t you think I should stretch you?” Robbie asked, raising a brow. He was all for a fast and furious fuck, but he didn’t want to hurt his partner.
“I’m stretched and ready,” he said, kicking off his boots and pulling off his tight jeans. Robbie arched a brow. At his look, Cody said, “I was horny as fuck this morning just thinking about you all night and masturbated.” He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground.
Robbie leaned forward and kissed the cowboy. “Are you sure you’re stretched enough?”
“Oh yeah,” Cody replied, nodding. “Now, I want you to sit on that bale of hay so I can show you how cowboys ride, stud.”
Robbie didn’t need to be told twice. He sat down on the edge. Cody moved closer, spreading his feet so that they were on either side of Robbie’s thighs. His cock was face level and in the perfect position for a taste. Wasting no time, Robbie closed the distance and took the mushroom shaped head into his mouth. He licked the pre-cum off, getting a good taste. Cody groaned, moving his hips, almost sending Robbie over the edge with all his excitement.
Pulling back, he looked up at Cody. “I need to be inside you.”
“God…I want you to fill me up,” Cody answered.
He lowered his body until his well-stretched hole was poised directly above Robbie’s cock. With a smile, Cody slowly impaled himself, groaning as he descended.
“Fuck,” Robbie breathed out as Cody’s body enveloped him.
It took some time, but eventually Cody was fully seated, balls resting on top of Robbie’s. He ground his teeth as Cody bottomed out and rotated his hips.
“Oh, son of a bitch, you feel fuckin’ good. I don’t think I’ve ever been so stretched.” Cody moaned. “Oh, God…”
“Mmm-hmm,” Robbie agreed. The words and movements were enough to have Robbie riding the edge of climax.
He wasn’t going to last much longer and hoped his cowboy wouldn’t hold it against him. It had been so long since he’d been inside a man. This was better than any other experience he could remember, Cody fit around him like a tight glove.
Fuckin’ perfect.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Shiny NEW Cover

Jared Carter spends his days working in a coffee shop and his nights on stage playing music. Growing up in a boy’s home, he never had the love he desperately craves. When a private investigator shows up with a manila envelope, Jared’s life instantly changes. 

Reading over the documents, he soon realizes that he has a dad in Colorado. When he arrives at the ranch, Jared finds out that he’s too late…his dad past away.

Jacob Monroe owns a bar called Marilyn’s, right outside of Telluride, Colorado. He likes the peace and quiet. His life is flipped upside down when a gorgeous man walks into his bar. As the two start a relationship, Jacob realizes that Jared is struggling with his past. 

Can Jared let go of his past to have a future with Jacob? Can Jacob be everything Jared’s needs? 

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Jackson (MM)
Belt Buckle Ranch 1

[Erotic Alternative Cowboy Romance, M/M, HEA]
Jackson Murphy is an architect living and working in Los Angeles, California. His entire life is turned upside down when a private investigator hands him a manila envelope. Looking through the contents, he soon realizes that his biological father isn’t the man that raised him. Instead, it's a man named William Rickett. William is very ill and his last request is to meet Jackson. Dropping everything, Jackson packs a bag and heads to Colorado. 
Wyatt Thompson is the foreman at the Belt Buckle Ranch. He’s also been a friend to William Rickett, the ranch owner for fifteen years. When the man passes away, it’s his responsibility to make sure William’s five sons stay at the ranch. His attraction to Jackson is instantaneous, but Wyatt is reluctant to follow his heart when the future is unknown. 
A Siren Erotic Romance

Thursday, May 1, 2014

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Jackson (MM)
Belt Buckle Ranch 1

AVAILABLE: Monday, May 12th
[Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Cowboy Romance, M/M, HEA]
Jackson Murphy is an architect living and working in Los Angeles, California. His entire life is turned upside down when a private investigator hands him a manila envelope. Looking through the contents, he soon realizes that his biological father isn’t the man that raised him. Instead, it's a man named William Rickett. William is very ill and his last request is to meet Jackson. Dropping everything, Jackson packs a bag and heads to Colorado. 
Wyatt Thompson is the foreman at the Belt Buckle Ranch. He’s also been a friend to William Rickett, the ranch owner for fifteen years. When the man passes away, it’s his responsibility to make sure William’s five sons stay at the ranch. His attraction to Jackson is instantaneous, but Wyatt is reluctant to follow his heart when the future is unknown. 
A Siren Erotic Romance


The beautiful Colorado day gave way to a cool evening. Wyatt pulled on a pair of loose-fitting pajama pants after a long, hot shower. He headed into the living room and knelt in front of the fireplace. He balled up some old newspaper, using it as kindling, and started the fire. He watched as the fire grew and came to life. The flames slowly started dancing, and Wyatt closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth against his cool skin.
There was a soft knock on the door, and Wyatt stood up. He strode toward the door and pulled it open. Jackson stood on his small porch, his arms full—marshmallows, graham crackers, and a couple of Hershey bars—his favorite. Stepping back, he smiled, and Jackson looked relieved as he stepped over the threshold.
“I heard that you’re a S’mores fan. I haven’t had them in years,” Jackson told him, his voice a little timid, and Wyatt wasn’t sure why.
“I’m the best marshmallow roaster,” he said, closing the door behind the young man. “Did Mrs. Hunt put you up to this?”
“Susan…” Jackson started.
Wyatt interrupted. “She must like you.”
Jackson chuckled, placing the items on the coffee table. “She gave me a bit of advice. Listen, I’m not sure how long I’m going to be here, but I would really like to spend time with you. I think you’re a nice man and, to be honest, I’m attracted to you. I haven’t had that whole instant attraction thing before.”
“I’d like that,” Wyatt agreed easily. He wanted to spend time with Jackson. “I’m just not sure if I can be more than friends.”
It wasn’t just the fact that Jackson was William’s son. Wyatt didn’t want to become emotionally attached to someone that might be leaving. The last time he cared about someone was before he moved to Colorado from Wyoming. He couldn’t afford to fall in love again only to be left heartbroken and disappointed.
“I’d like to be friends.” Jackson grabbed the bag of marshmallows. “Are you ready to roast?”
“I’ll show you how it’s done.” Wyatt went to the kitchen and opened one of the drawers. He pulled out two long, metal skewers, and joined Jackson in the living room.
Jackson was facing the fire when he returned. He looked lost and Wyatt wanted to pull him in his arms and offer comfort, but refrained. Instead he went and stood next to Jackson. He rested his shoulder against the young man’s and they leaned into each other. After a couple of minutes, Jackson looked up at him and bumped into his shoulder.
“I’m ready to try your famous S’mores,” He held up the bag of marshmallows.
“Take a seat.” Together, they sat on the floor and Wyatt held out the skewers, sharp end facing Jackson.
Jackson opened the bag and pushed a marshmallow onto each tip. He raised a brow and Wyatt wondered what he was thinking. The question was on the tip of his tongue, but he knew it would lead them down a slippery slope, past friendship. Instead, he grinned and put the skewers in fire.

* * * *

When Jackson first arrived, Wyatt was only wearing a pair of thin pants, and he’d done an internal happy dance. He’d arrived at the perfect time. Even better than that, Wyatt didn’t seem to be in any hurry to put more clothing on. Enjoying the view and the conversation, Jackson waited for Wyatt to finish making his famous S’more. Wyatt pulled the skewer out of the fire and put together the graham cracker, chocolate, and of course, the marshmallow.
“Did you grow up in Colorado?” Jackson asked, before sinking his teeth into a delicious looking S’more.
He moaned in delight when the chocolate touched his tongue. Oh, so good. He licked his lips, and Wyatt licked his own lips, mimicking Jackson. The attraction between them was explosive and Jackson wished he could move closer and touch the cowboy. He wanted to kiss the man’s lips and melt into his strong arms and muscular chest.
“No. I lived in Wyoming for most of my life before moving here,” Wyatt told him
“I’ve lived in Southern California all my life. In fact, Colorado is the furthest I’ve been away from home,” he admitted.
“So, what do you think? Could my S’mores be considered world famous?”
“I’m going to need a couple more.” Jackson winked and Wyatt got the skewers ready for another round.


Jackson kicked the door closed and pressed his body against Wyatt’s. He grabbed the back of the man’s neck, pulling him down for a hungry kiss. Their mouths met and Jackson moaned. Wyatt began pulling at Jackson’s clothes. When Wyatt lifted his shirt, he had to break the kiss. Once his shirt was tossed to the floor, Wyatt started on Jackson’s pants.
“I need to feel you.” Wyatt growled and Jackson nodded rapidly. He batted Wyatt’s hands away and stripped in record time. He didn’t want slow and seductive, he needed Wyatt.
“Mmmm, you’re so sexy.” Wyatt moaned, and Jackson went back into his arms, rubbing his naked cock against his cowboy.
Jackson wrapped one arm around Wyatt’s waist before pushing the other down Wyatt’s pajama pants. He palmed the cowboy’s erection and Wyatt’s ass clenched in excitement. The big man’s cock was definitely size proportioned to his body. Pearly drops of pre-cum dribbled out the tip and he smeared the liquid around the head of Wyatt’s shaft.
“I want this buried inside of me,” he murmured, before sinking his teeth into Wyatt’s lower lip.
“Bedroom. Now,” Wyatt demanded, and Jackson grinned.
Wyatt grabbed Jackson’s hand, leading him down the short hallway to the master bedroom. When the bedroom door closed, Jackson lowered himself to the carpeted floor, pulling down Wyatt’s pajama pants on the way down. The material pooled at Wyatt’s feet and Jackson found himself face to hard, bobbing cock.
Licking his lips, he opened his mouth wide and sucked the man’s length down his throat. Jackson wrapped one hand around the base of Wyatt’s cock and pumped as he sucked the engorged head. His tongue swirled around the spongy head, then licked at the bundle of nerves just underneath. Jackson moved his hands, gripping Wyatt’s hips, slowly rocking the man back and forth. Wyatt gripped his shoulder and started moving, fucking his mouth, and Jackson groaned.
“Oh, God, Jackson…I’m getting close. I want to be inside you.” Wyatt grabbed his shoulders, trying to yank him up, but Jackson refused to let go of his prize. He wanted to swallow the man’s seed, to taste him on his tongue.
Jackson leaned closer, pushing the cock to the back of his throat, further still, letting his throat relax. He swallowed, breathing through his nose. He pulled back, taking a deep breath, and drooling all over Wyatt’s cock. He went deep again until pubic hairs tickled his nose.
“Jesus! Fuck…Jackson. I’m coming….” Wyatt grunted, his hips jerking as warm liquid quickly filled Jackson’s mouth.
Jackson didn’t release him right away. Instead, he cleaned every drop before allowing the softening shaft to leave his mouth. He licked his lips, looking up at Wyatt. The man’s chest rose and fell rapidly, a look of sheer bliss written all over his face. Wyatt blinked his eyes open and looked down at Jackson, a slow smile spreading across lips.
“Wow.” He shook his head. “I’ve never…that was. Stand up.” It sounded like an order, not a request.
Slowly rising to his feet, Wyatt pulled him into his arms and captured his lips. He wrapped his arms around Jackson’s waist and lowered his hands to cup his ass cheeks. He squeezed before picking Jackson up, took a few steps, and laid him on the bed. Wyatt crawled on top of Jackson, connecting their bodies. Jackson felt Wyatt’s hard cock and moved his hips. He couldn’t wait any longer. He wanted that hard cock inside him.
Jackson broke the kiss. “Do you have condoms?”
Wyatt chuckled. “Yeah, I have condoms, and I’m planning to use them. Multiple, in fact, all night long.” Wyatt took his weight off Jackson’s body before flipping him over. “Hands and knees…stay just like this.” Jackson nodded his consent.
Two strong, meaty hands grabbed his ass, spreading his cheeks apart. A thick, wet tongue licked his hole, flicking up and down rapidly and Jackson’s eyes rolled back. He groaned, fisting the comforter, as his body shook with excitement.
“Oh…Oh, God…Wyatt.” He panted and started to rock back against the tongue, but Wyatt held him firmly in place.
Wyatt licked and kissed his hole until Jackson couldn’t take anymore. He was too close, already riding the edge, trying to keep his orgasm back.
Wyatt must’ve known what Jackson was thinking, because the man slowed his torment. Removing his tongue, he pushed first one, then two fingers inside Jackson’s ass. The digits slid in and Jackson wondered when the man grabbed lube. Then he couldn’t think anymore when Wyatt’s thick digits pegged his prostate. He stroked over it again and again and Jackson yelled out, practically losing his mind.
“Fuckfuckfuckfuck…need more. Inside, now,” he demanded, moving his hips, fucking the air in front of him.