Hey y’all. In this snippet from my latest book The Siege of Sophie, our heroine meets her hero for the first time. Let’s just say the meeting could have gone better…
She padded to the kitchen and put water on to boil for oatmeal. Look, a bit of luck. There was just enough left for one bowl. She sliced a banana and the last few strawberries, got out a sadly depleted sack of brown sugar, a bowl and a spoon. She was just stirring her food when the doorbell rang.
Probably a delivery for Patty. But when she peeked out she saw a white man. He wasn’t wearing a uniform. There was no clipboard and no package. He looked affluent and familiar…wait a minute. Red hair… It was Lado Marick, senior partner at a downtown law firm she’d written about recently. Her mouth went tight. Really?Read More »
Not every woman wants to be saved. But when she finds the right man, he will save her whether she wants him to or not.
Meet Sophie Clark and Lado Marick. She’s a down on her luck writer. He’s a successful lawyer. When their paths – or swords – cross over a freelance assignment, he finds he wants more than a rewrite. He wants Sophie, for keeps. And he means to have her, no matter what.
But before they get their HEA a vengeful ex will do everything including commit violence to keep them apart. You know the type, an entitled loser who won’t let go. Or is it something more? Read The Siege of Sophie to find out.
I’m on the home stretch, y’all. Every time, this happens. I get close to the end, and I start writing another book – or two – so annoying! But here’s an unedited snippet from the end of the book. A lil’ action for you. You know I like it like that. *winks* Lemme know what you think…
She’d faced a lot of changes in a relatively short period of time, and she was now realizing some 30-odd years into the game, she didn’t do so well with change. It was why she’d let Robert stay around when she should have gotten rid of his mooching ass.
“You get caught up with work, and you turn on the blinders,” Tommy said recently, when she shared that. “You become immersed in your creative pursuits, and other things take a back seat. Important things,” she shrugged. “Now you know better, so you’ll do better. You can’t keep beating yourself up. You gotta move on.”Read More »
Hey y’all. Lado is making headway with Sophie, with his smug self. He’s moved into the house, even got her with him at work. When the bastard ex makes an unexpected, violent appearance, he is bound and determined his progress with his intended will NOT be derailed. I hope you enjoy this unedited snippet. Lemme know what you think…
…His first call was to his good friend Patrice Agnetti. He needed a detective to spy on one ex-girlfriend beating asshole, and old Patty likely had an excellent one on speed dial. He did indeed. After Lado told him everything he knew, his friend promised a preliminary report by the end of the week, if not sooner.
Perfect. He’d see what was what, then make plans. He was thinking offense. Defense left too much to chance, and dear old shitty Robert had already shown himself to be dangerously unstable, violent, as well as having a character as weak as cheap, poorly steeped tea. Whatever the bloke’s issue was, he could not be allowed near Sophie again. If he had to reach out and touch the bastard to ensure that happened, so be it. She was doing exceedingly well, and he would not have her derailed, her newly recovered peace disturbed.
His darling was still fragile, and it had nothing to do with her battered little body, the love. He suspected she hadn’t had much self-confidence even before she lost all her money and fell prey to that fatal bout of writer’s block. Her mother dying likely hadn’t helped.Read More »
The wonderful thing about writing romance novels is that I can create the perfect, imperfect man. One who loves unreservedly, unashamedly, who has the heroine’s best interests at heart. These fictional men are eager to love, to enrapture, to express their passion for life and sex and everything else there might be to enjoy about one special woman. Lado is no exception. Enjoy this unedited snippet – a sex scene, of course. I know what y’all like…
“Your hand gestures when you’re tossing things over the side of the bed are quite charming.”
He grinned, stealing her breath with a kiss as he shaped her warm flesh, slowly tracing her small breasts, lean hips, the slight cheeks of her ass, which he squeezed. “Thank you. Let me show you what else I can do with my hands.”
In truth Lado used his entire body to seduce her. The obvious bits were stunning; the broad chest that rubbed her nipples and pressed the breath from her lungs, and the narrow hips that twisted gently to nudge his cock effortlessly into just the right place again and again and again. Even the hair on his legs seemed to have an intimate relationship with her skin, teasing and rasping enough to raise shivers.Read More »
Hello! Long time no read. I know. I’m shitty for not posting in forever, but I want you to know I’ve been thinking about you every day. I’ve been writing almost every day too, but it’s been more like a trickle than a flood. This whole full time job thing is so inconvenient! I keep hoping they’ll fire me, but no. So I keep going, they keep paying and sucking up all the primo writing time during the day. Fuckers. But I’m back with an unedited snippet from my upcoming novel The Siege of Sophie. Enjoy, comment, and know that this lengthy blog absence is now over.
Refresher: This story is a classic really. Heroine falls on hard times, hero steps in to save the day in more ways than one. But there are a few twists here and there, and you’ll see a few familiar characters return from Ineffable, Tommy, Steele, Margot and the crew. Sophie is an old, familiar friend who’s been absent from the circle due to financial trouble. Her mother also died and with it a long and rather worthless relationship. These things are all connected and have created a perfect storm of shit that has taken our heroine down and would have buried her in depression if she wasn’t such a stubborn little cuss. Read More »