Well, the world’s still crazy. Between the ‘rona and the demonstrations still happening all over the world in support of the #blacklivesmatter movement, it pretty much seems like 2020 is going to be a wash. Like, seriously. We need a global reboot at this point. Afterward maybe everyone will be healthy, happy, fair and just. Continue reading “You know he cares, but when someone trustworthy confirms it, that’s special”
Uggh! Men play too much. Especially the younger ones when you’re trying to get things done. In this unedited snippet which picks up where last week’s blog leaves off, Sinna is on the road with her Korean cutie, and he’s proving to be quite the distraction. Book will be out this month! #Staytuned Oh, the … Continue reading Younger men can be annoying. Scintillating, but annoying
Actually, December – of last year! Geez. When I look at my site, which I haven’t in awhile because, I seriously feel like a bum! You’d think I fell off the face of the earth, got hit by a bus, died mysteriously, or worse – stopped writing. Nothing could be farther from the truth. I have like three, maybe four, almost finished books. Worthless to say, right? But I can prove it. I’m determined to release one before the end of the year. Here’s an unedited snippet from the next installment in my Demon Series…
Steele loved nights like this. Very little breeze, moderate temperature, pure darkness with just a sliver of moon. Just enough light to keep you from walking off the edge of a roof. But not nearly enough for someone to see you and your long range sniper rifle posted up on one. Continue reading “I’ve been gone since November…”
Sex can be weird. It shouldn’t be though.
It should be sweet, or hot, or fast or slow. But it should not be weird. Unless, of course, weird is your thing. But I’m talking about that awkward weird. The shitty kind. Not first time awkward either, I’m talking that “I shouldn’t be doing this with this person ‘cuz they ain’t shit/don’t mean me no good/only want the pussy temporarily/or some other bullshit derivation therein” type awkward weird.
But when you have sex that feels right? That feels comfortable, deep in your bones? So much so that you revel in all facets of intimacy? That’s that good stuff. In this unedited snippet from the next novel in my demon series, my heroine Steele is enjoying that kind of sex – that kind of lovemaking – with her demon Miles. Continue reading “Take me there. I want to go with you. I promise to keep my eyes wide open the whole time. I don’t want to miss a thing.”
Everywhere you turn these days, some powerful man is on fire for misconduct, losing his job, reputation going down in flames, legacy tarnished worse than metal left out in a warm Southern rain. I say better than never for that light to shine on their misdeeds, but I feel for all of the women who are reliving past shame and sadness, memories they’d probably have preferred never to resurrect again.
But it got me thinking about men who come back from the past. Only this one isn’t a perv. This one is that love that got away. The one who made your panties melt but vanished without a word. Continue reading “Not every man who misbehaved in the past deserves to be forgiven. But in rare cases, there’s one or two who deserve a second chance at love.”
I love writing strong heroines. I love it! It’s like I can imbue them with every trait I wish I had, or that I wish I could exercise more. I get carried away sometimes, but I legit don’t care. LOL It’s so fun to make these kick ass females do all these dangerous things – with a man at their back, rather than blocking the way.
In this unedited snippet from my latest paranormal erotic romance, my heroine Steele finds herself on another planet with her new demon mate. As if that wasn’t adventure enough, she’s found herself a key role in a royal political coup. My hero Miles is not pleased… Continue reading “When it comes down to the wire, when danger is literally so close you can taste it, if you’re smart, you don’t send a man to do a woman’s job.”
I love writing about troublemakers. Who wouldn’t? They make things so interesting, especially female troublemakers. Giving the hero as much hell as possible, and he still comes back for more.
Jewelry designer extraordinaire Margot Temple was one of the more solemn troublemaker characters I’ve created. Her nickname may have been Margot Temper, but she had a heart as big and bright as one of her gold, bejeweled creations, and Nori loved every curvy inch of her.
In this snippet Nori’s just getting a taste of the mysterious, reputation-challenged Margot, and before they even part he’s ready and waiting to go back for more. Continue reading “When you meet a certain kind of woman, no matter what anyone tells you about her, that’s it.”
I’m digging into my next demon story hard now. The action is percolating, the world building is popping, I’m having fun. I hope to have it done in the next month. In this unedited snippet I offer a closer look at my hero Miles in his demon state. His brother Mitchell starts asking questions.
“You’ve been off for a bit now. Antsy for work are you?”
He’d been known to get out of sorts between jobs. He couldn’t help it. He had so much energy he needed to keep busy. And even here, snug within the bosom of his loving family, he felt, itchy.
By rights he should be on top form. His red skin was cool with the night wind, and had been for the past few nights. At home he could sleep bare. Not nude, but without his human disguise. Well, nude too. Still, it wasn’t enough.
“I dunno. I’ll figure it out.” Continue reading “Beware sunset. Handsome demons come out to roam the forest after dark.”
I don’t want to, but I love that classic romance novel trope of the poor virgin and the rich man. I even wrote one with Paying For It. But I spun it a little bit in that my heroine Tunie isn’t a complete pushover. That’s part of the reason she’s able to turn my hero Charles inside out. In the end, she saves him.
In this snippet I offer you a glimpse into her past, a horrible glimpse of what helped craft her into the tough cookie my Charlie can’t live without.
One thing I love about writing “urban fiction” – I’ve always assumed that means fiction featuring street life a la Donald Goines – is it offers a stellar opportunity to both create strong female characters and disprove a lot of ideas about the people in the life.
In this unedited snippet from my latest paranormal romance our heroine Steele is revealed as a drug dealer yes, but also a sister, a mentor, and I think, a closet sweetheart. But I still wouldn’t fuck with her. *winks*
Benjie met her at the car to carry in the grocery bags. He handed her two one hundred dollar bills, watched her tuck them away in her bra.
“Who in there?”
“Just Lolly. But she say Eddie and them been calling.”
Steele grunted softly. “Business must be good today.”
Benjie laughed. “It’s hot out. You know smoking in air conditioned rooms while playing video games is like a city pastime when the temp get this high. Ain’t nobody tryna be out and sweat to death in the streets.”
She walked in pointed at Lolly and went straight to the back. Continue reading “Steele could be as hard as her name, but for loved ones she was also a soft touch.”