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.

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.”

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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.

The Hick and the HippieEverywhere 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.”

This poor little girl packed a helluva punch – in bed and out.

Paying For ItI 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.

Paying For It is out now. 

XOXO,

SS Continue reading “This poor little girl packed a helluva punch – in bed and out.”

He was a prince of the realm. He wanted to go to Earth – for a woman. What was the big deal?

HTLABDY’all know I love worldbuilding. It’s why science fiction appeals to me. The freedom to bend the laws of physics and turn Earth bound notions on their proverbial ear.

That and I love the paranormal romance genre. Vampires, valkyrie, fairies, dragons, trolls, I love them all.

Of course, you know demons hold a special place in my heart. There is an infinite variety, and I’ve embarked on my own color coded series to explore each one’s gifts. 

How to Love a Blue Demon was my first foray into the genre and my hero Eyoen has a special place in my heart. This lovable blue demon was willing to do just about anything to be with his human mate Cass.

Please enjoy this first bit of the book. How to Love a Blue Demon is out now.

XOXO,

SS

“Well?”

Eyoen shuffled his feet uncomfortably. He was more than 250 years old, and his father made him feel like a pup just weaned.

“Well?” his father’s voice demanded louder. “What do you have to say for yourself?”

“I didn’t know she was our neighbor, father,” he said softly.

“You didn’t know that you were fucking our neighbor’s daughter?” his sire yelled. “That’s what I’m supposed to tell the demon? My son defiled your oldest daughter, but he might not have if he’d known who she was? She hasn’t been home a full day, and he’s already preparing to send her back to the convent. The convent, Eyoen! How did you manage to corrupt a virgin in less than 24 hours?” Continue reading “He was a prince of the realm. He wanted to go to Earth – for a woman. What was the big deal?”

It’s not everyday a woman finds out her lover is a demon.

So, my heroine Steele is a tough guy. She carries a gun, routinely breaks the law, and as ex-military she has the skills and the chops to handle herself like a G in most any situation. She’s also got a past, a not so pretty past, but this? Finding out her latest lover/work project isn’t human? That’s a bit much even for a tough guy.

In this unedited snippet, Steele discovers that Miles, Australian actor of the blond hair and bright blue eyes, is actually a demon. All things considered, she takes it pretty well. Not.

Enjoy!

XOXO,

SS

“Thirsty?”

He helped her sit up and instantly there was a glass at her lips. Eva drank down the cool, infused water.

“Mmmm. Thanks.”

They stared at each other for a while.

“That was interesting,” she eventually drawled.

Miles laughed. “Interesting, hey?”

“Not good enough? How about fabulous. Mind blowing. Out of this world. I’m not even sure what happened,” she admitted.

“You came a lot, and then you fainted. Then we took a bath and you insisted on sleeping.” He still looked disapproving.

She grunted and came up on one arm, mimicking his pose with chin on hand. “That’s never happened to me before. The fainting, I mean.”

He smiled gently, his green eyes warm and shining on her face. “There’s a first time for everything.” Continue reading “It’s not everyday a woman finds out her lover is a demon.”

She was poor, tired and sad. Then a rich jerk waltzed in and ate her damn breakfast. Worst day ever.

The Siege of Sophie Sherrod Story contemporary erotic romance BWWM interracialI adore rags to riches romance. You know, poor girl meets rich guy, and after some shenanigans, misunderstandings, hot sex and a few puppy dog tails thrown in for good measure, wa la! HEA.

There’s just something so appealing about a rich and powerful man who wants to spend all his lovely cash on some hard up but worthy heroine. Destitute aristocrat meets tech zillionaire, former high school princess fallen on hard times meets boy next door made good, any variation therein, and I’m sold.

My latest book is that kind of romance. Only heroine Sophie was once rich herself. She became poor quite by accident. How I ain’t gonna tell ya. Ya got to read it if you wanna know the deets. But I do have this here snippet to whet your appetite.

Enjoy!

The Siege of Sophie is out now. 

XOXO

SS

She’d sent a zillion emails looking for freelance jobs this morning, applied to every job she was even sort of qualified for and reminded all of her agency contacts that she was available for temp work. Apparently so was everyone else.

She should open the mail. But why rush? Those bitchy white envelopes with their slim plastic windows held bills not checks. Bills she couldn’t afford to pay. Continue reading “She was poor, tired and sad. Then a rich jerk waltzed in and ate her damn breakfast. Worst day ever.”

Was she really going to just give him what he wanted? Damned if he wouldn’t take it.

IneffableIt’s always interesting to write about extremes, especially extreme characters. The drama makes for better reading, more action, deeper connections to the story.

For instance, when you write about a rich, powerful man, used to getting what he wants, when he comes up against a strong woman who’s capable and fully intends to keep running her own show, the fireworks between them can be brighter than a holiday display.

Welcome to the world of Nori and Margot. 

Please enjoy this snippet from Ineffable, out now.

XOXO,

SS

This was not a good idea. It was never a good idea to mix business and pleasure. That dutifully said, Nori knew there wasn’t a chance in everlasting hell he was leaving her home without trying to make love to her. Even feeling that he might come out the loser in a sexual encounter, he couldn’t resist her. For the first time in his privileged life he was prepared to take what he could get. Continue reading “Was she really going to just give him what he wanted? Damned if he wouldn’t take it.”