Peace! I’m still editing this sucker. It’s sooo hard to let go you know? Guaranteed as soon as I do I’m going to see an error. LOL Anyway, here’s another snippet that picks up where my last blog leaves off. Let me know what you think. I’m still on track to publish this book this month. Thanks for waiting!
He thanked everyone, tipped handsomely and took himself off. He’d pick up a bottle of wine for the party, kill some more time before he went home to dress.
He called back to the office. The girl who answered the phone told him Tommy liked Moscato. She even recommended a place called Binny’s. It was a nice walk. He enjoyed looking around the city. The man in the liquor store was happy to help.
“What’s she like?”
Tommy? “Beautiful. Expensive. Curvy,” he mused. “And very smart. She owns her own business and is quite successful.”Read More »
I need discipline. I’m working on it though. Anyway, here’s another unedited snippet that picks up where my last blog leaves off. Let me know what you think! I’m still on track to publish this book this month. Thanks for waiting! And shout out to people like “Little Fears” who consistently like my stuff. I appreciate you.
Foresight was common among his caste of demons, especially when it came time to secure one’s mate. Some had more, others just enough to provide better than average intuition on which direction to go in life. Now his was telling him to get on a plane. That on the other end of a large stretch of blue water he’d find the female haunting his mind and gently tormenting his body.
Having run and tramped and frolicked for hours with his brothers, he should have slept soundly. But that night he woke the house crying out. He wasn’t that loud, but Garhine demons have extra keen hearing. His brothers rushed into his room, his mum and dad on their heels, all of them concerned.Read More »
I lied. I said this would publish in December. It’s January. I’m a bum, okay? But gimme a few more weeks, and I’ll rock your world! Or, I’ll try. LOL. Anyway, here’s another unedited snippet that picks up where my last blog leaves off. Let me know what you think!
“Feels good,” said Mitch quietly, and Miles shivered, the deeper timber of his brother’s demonic voice sending a current of happiness down his spine. In his right skin sensory pleasure was much easier to find. “I haven’t changed in over a week.”
“Fancy a run later tonight?”
“Hell yeah. We’ll get Marshall in on it. He’ll be glad of a good break.”
They ran for miles that night. Then, quickly scouting the tallest tree in the forest, they climbed to drape themselves over its upper limbs.Read More »
Here’s another unedited snippet from my next paranormal romance How to Love a Pink Demon. It picks up where we left off last week. Let me know what you think!
“You’ll have to go alone,” said Brady.
Miles looked at him like he was crazy. “So the hell what? I’m not a toddler in need of an escort, am I?”
His handlers just rolled their eyes.
He left Sydney the next day to visit his family before his American exile began. He didn’t really think that, of course. He actually wanted to make the trip. At first he was against it, but shortly after it was decided a nameless excitement took root in his gut. It promised something special once he landed on foreign soil.Read More »
Here’s an unedited snippet from the next installment in my Demon series. I hope you like it…
At first Miles didn’t know what was going on. Normally the most even tempered of men, he was short with someone in a store. It wasn’t awful – and the silly girl had it coming with her incompetent, starstruck nonsense – but it was enough to make his assistant stare at him in surprise.
“I’m sorry, mate. I barely sleep a wink last night.”
It was true. Dreams had him tossing and turning until the sun was rising. He apologized to the girl before they left. She was happy to accept, even cooing sympathetically when he wordlessly touched his forehead. She was perfectly willing to believe in his make believe headache. She even offered him some water, which he accepted and drained before handing back the empty bottle with smiling thanks.
His assistant rolled his eyes. “You’re a smoothie.”
Miles just winked. He wasn’t an award-winning actor for nothing.Read More »