Peace! I’ve been absent for a few weeks. Sorry about that. I’m doing good, just trying to downsize, and I’m living in more chaos than usual. I’ve been thinking about you though, and I’m sorry I left you hanging. Truthfully, I’m trying to finish this darn book, and it’s sooo hard to let go of! … Continue reading He really understands me…I’m in. All in.
I usually don’t like it when a man won’t take no for an answer. It’s okay in books, but in real life, it’s like give up already. If a woman musters up the courage to give you a straight no, listen. Move on. There’s too many fish in the sea, you know? But in this … Continue reading Sometimes you don’t want him to take no for an answer
One of the wonderful things about romantic fiction is that you can create the kind of relationship you want, the kind you’ve always dreamed of. In the case of Tan and Sinna, a mature one, filled with honesty. In this tale, almost all of the tension originates from outside sources. Not that they don’t have … Continue reading We can’t marry because of…Yes, we can. It’s not an issue
When I write I try to say something. I try to create characters who aren’t just lovable, but admirable. Of course, right? Almost all writers try to do that. But my heroines and characters are literally better than me. These are women I aspire to be. But they’re never going to be perfect. Continue reading “Sinna: I like me. Don’t you like you?”
Who else can you spill all the juicy details about your new lover to if not your girls? In this week’s snippet from my upcoming “Saints and Sinnas” Sinna’s girls are newly landed in Seoul, and over drinks she gives them a hint of just how her hot new Tan won her over… Continue reading “Ooo, yes, girl! Spill the sexual tea”
The first time two people make love is almost always special. Hopefully it’s special in a good way. Tan and Sinna’s first time is a culmination of waiting and desire and longing and some game playing – in the very best way. And in today’s blog, which picks up where last week’s left off, our hero and heroine finally sleep together! Yay! Continue reading “I give in, darling. Why was I resisting again?”
I love a forthright man. There’s something terribly sexy about a man who lays his cards on the table: Here it is, love it or leave it, honey. But pretty please love it! Le sigh. It’s like, ok, daddy. I will, I do! I suspect that’s why my dating life is strictly fictional LOL. In … Continue reading A Taste of Life Dating a K-pop Idol? A Hassle, Yes. Enough? Not On Your Music Loving Life
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. Continue reading “Fans, family, all are loved. All can get f*!ked if they stand between a demon and his mate.”
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. Continue reading “His mate was no dream girl. She was real.”
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. Continue reading “Sometimes, a demon just needs to be free”