Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Hump Day Hook

Here's a little bit of, The Weeping Willow Tree. I hope you enjoy! Because Christmas is coming and I'm in the holiday spirit, one lucky person will win a free PDF copy of The Weeping Willow Tree. Happy Holidays!!!

The Weeping Willow Tree


Lydia ran at Willow just as she heard heavy footsteps coming down the alleyway. The impact from her small frame against Willow’s was tremendous. She got knocked to the ground and struggled with Lydia. She could hear shouting, but she couldn’t focus on what the words were. She felt a burning pain in her chest, just under her collarbone, but she kept fighting. She grabbed at Lydia’s wrists and tried to push her hands away, but Lydia pushed harder. Willow tried with all her might to get free, all to no avail. In the darkness it was hard to see what the hell was happening. Another pain in her side where her ribs ended, and suddenly she couldn’t breathe.
“Oh, God!” Lydia screamed as she stumbled away from Willow.
She vaguely registered something slick and red on Lydia’s hands, but Willow couldn’t clear the fog in her mind enough to figure out what it was. If she could only catch her breath—

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Friday, December 14, 2012

Purrrfectly Giftastic Christmas Blog Hop

Hello and happy holidays! Welcome to my little corner of the world. I would like to know which you like. Do you like your stories naughty or nice? All you have to do is comment below for a chance to win one of my books of your choice. All you have to do is leave your comment below along with your email address. It's that easy!


Prize choices:
Can love over come pain under the sweeping branches of the weeping willow tree? caption


A costume party, a soldier, and a scandalous little dare are all it took to turn Baylee Crawford’s world upside down.


Lilly Banks knows nothing but pain and fear. Can Jack Hollister, her new boss who knows something about what Lilly is going through gain her love? 

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Hump Day Hook

Here we go! Another hump day hook for you guys. This one comes from my upcoming novel Silent Tears which will be out in Feb.

Silent Tears:
Cam had to shake her head so she could focus on him and not his ass in those pants that had been tailor made specifically for his body. She’d seen well built men before, but the way the vest he wore hugged his body made her skin tingle. The way he moved, so slick and sure of himself, and way the gold chain from his pocket watch glinted when the low lights of his office hit it just the right way, made her weak in the knees. She pulled herself together enough to answer his question.

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Sunday, December 9, 2012

Confirmation from Wounded Worrier

Just so you all know that I did my part, here is the confirmation email I received from them when I donated! Thank you all so much for participating! I will be announcing the winners on Facebook!

Dear Lacie Nation,

We want to thank you for your generous donation to Wounded Warrior Project®. Your gift enables us to provide comfort and aid to injured service members and their families.

Please help us spread the word about injured warriors’ needs and encourage your friends to learn more about Wounded Warrior Project by sending an email or posting on Facebook andTwitter.

Thank you again for your gift. This is a summary of the information that you provided.


Friday, December 7, 2012

Wounded Warriors Charity Blog Hop



I have so many lovely memories from the holidays I couldn't possibly pick just one. I have an amazing family and beautiful friends whom I love with all my heart. I'm able to spend time with them, enjoy Christmas trees and turkey. I can wrap gifts in pretty paper. I have these blessings in my life and the freedom to enjoy them because of the brave men and women who serve this country to ensure our ways of life aren’t taken away. So, to show my appreciation to our armed forces I will donate $30.00 for 30 comments. Just tell me what your favorite memory is!

 One lucky person will win a copy of my military novel, Courageous Dare. 

Blurb: Baylee Crawford thought she had her whole life figured out, right up until she accepts a scandalous little dare involving a mysterious man that makes her throw caution to the wind. When she falls completely in love with her mystery man, how will she cope when she has to say goodbye to him as he leaves for war? When a tragedy threatens to tear her world apart, Baylee is left feeling lost and has no idea how to help her family in the midst of this loss. Follow Baylee and Nash through a tale of love, passion, longing, war, and tragedy.

Excerpt: Baylee drove without knowing where to go. After an hour and half of traveling aimlessly through town, she finally stopped at the one place she hadn’t been in months.
She took a deep breath and got out, the rain pounded, soaking her instantly. The day, hot and humid, made the air thick. On trembling legs, she walked to her destination. Her knees buckled completely when she stopped. Baylee sat on the sopping ground, wrapped her arms around her body, and broke completely as she looked at her brother’s grave.
“You left me, you promised me you’d always be here for me, and now you’re gone!”
Finally she was able to recognize the gut wrenching feeling she’d suffered since she found out he had been killed. Sadness, of course, but the dominate emotion was overwhelming anger. Baylee raged at her brother for being gone.
She heard his voice in her head from when they were kids. “You’re my baby sister, B, and I’ll always be there for you.” He lied to her. Every promise he made had been false and meaningless.
“You’ll never know your nephew! You won’t experience his first steps or first words! You’ll never get to see him grow up!”
Baylee screamed at the head stone. She carried the fury around for months and couldn’t do it anymore.
“I want to hate you for leaving me here! I want to hate you so badly. I’m alone now! You’re gone, and I’m alone!”
She sobbed, no longer able to form words. Falling forward, she pounded on the sodden ground. She screamed, cried, and pulled at the grass. She begged God to bring him back, begged Ethan to forgive her for saying she hated him. She cried until she gagged but couldn’t stop.
Vile words left her mouth as a fresh round of agony tore through her. She couldn’t stop them from coming out. Half of them she had no knowledge of what she said, thinking she would die before this pain and anger finally left her. 

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Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Hump Day Hook

Today I think Willow needs some love. This is from my latest release, The Weeping Willow Tree.

The Weeping Willow Tree:

She dropped the broom and rushed to the sink cradling her hand.
Danny rushed to her side and took her hand in his as the water rinsed the blood away. He pulled the cut apart to see how deep it was and she winced in pain. The cut went from the middle of her palm down under her leather cuff, but wasn’t deep enough to require stitches. Danny had unsnapped the leather cuff and eased it off her wrist before she could stop him. When her flesh was exposed, her gut twisted, her heart knocked against her ribcage as though it might pound right out of her chest, and her breaths came out in rapid pants. Her worst fears had just come true as his eyes zeroed in on the scars on her wrists.







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Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Hump Day Hook

Hello all! Welcome back. Since I'm working on a book staring one of the secondary characters from Courageous Dare, I'm feeling like a trip down memory lane is called for. So, here I give you a little scene from when Nash and Baylee got together. Enjoy!

Excerpt: Courageous Dare

“Tell me you’re sure about this. Tell me you want me.”
Desperation. The only word she could use to describe the way he sounded.
“Yes,” she gasped as he nipped the place where her shoulder met her neck.
Her answer seemed to be the only encouragement he needed. His hands moved down her body, stopping at the hem of her dress. When he pulled back to look at her once more, she gave him a nod of permission.


*Sigh* I kinda love Nash.

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Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Hump Day Hook

Today you get a true WIP as I reveal a little of Jolie's story. Jolie is a character from my novel Courageous Dare. While Dare was about Nash and Baylee, this story will be all Jolie and her journey to find love after a devastating loss.

This will be the hero in the story.

Jolie wanted to say something profound to him. She wanted to tell him how much she loved him. How important he was to her very being. But, when she pressed her hand against his chest every single word left her brain. There was not a single trace of his normal warmth. His chest, normally firm, because he was a muscular man, now was hard to the touch and she could feel the coldness radiating through the thick layers of his uniform. Jolie jerked her hand away and stumbled back. She couldn’t catch her breath. Her heart beat so fast it was painful. She needed air, so she rushed back through the mourning people and crashed through the front doors of the funeral home. The fingers she’s pressed to his chest still felt cold and the chill seemed to be spreading throughout her entire body. Jolie wanted her love back. She wanted her life back. She wanted Ethan. 


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Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Hump Day Hook

Since Brax got such positive feedback last week I thought I would give you a little more of him. That and because I just love him. So here you go. Oh, I also made a cover that was approved, so I hope you like it.

Excerpt Silent Tears:

He leaned in even closer so she could feel the massive hard on she caused. “I don’t think you’re ready for that, bambina.”
“Trust me, Mr. Godfry, I’m no baby.” Before Brax even realized she’d moved, there was a knife at his throat.
Their eyes met, neither of them backing down an inch. There was something incredibly sexy about a woman who could hold her own, but there was something else hidden in that green gaze of hers. Something she didn’t want anyone else to know about. “Tell me your secrets, Camellia.”
“I have no secrets,” she hissed the words at him and pressed the knife harder against his neck. He felt the cold steel of the blade nick his skin.
“Careful there, Cam. A little tighter and you will have the entire Godfry family on your ass.” He pressed his gun to the side of her head because at the moment she wasn’t a beautiful woman, but an enemy who posed a threat. She backed off, but he did not, and as she moved away from him his arm extended out straight, keeping his aim on her. “Try that shit again, and woman or not, I will put a bullet through you.”
“Noted, now that we’re clear on that, how about a drink?” A slow, sexy little smile graced her lips.

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Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Hump Day Hook

Hello all! Welcome to my Hump Day Hook. I think I will give you a tiny piece of my upcoming story. As far as I know it will be out in Feb. Really excited about this one! I don't have a cover yet, but here's what the hero looks like in my head.

Excerpt from Silent Tears:

Brax looked at the clock and noticed he had thirty minutes to get across town to the meeting of the families. If he were to be late he’d never hear the end of it from his father, the great Roman Godfry. He walked to the private elevator that would take him down into the parking garage where his fleet of cars awaited. On the ride down, Braxton looked at his reflection in the chrome doors of the elevator. He straightened the lapels of his black pinstriped suit, and then tightened his blood red tie. He ran his fingers through his black hair to make sure it was as perfect as he could get it. Before the elevator door opened, he checked his .45 making sure he was locked and loaded. The doors slid open just as he secured his weapon in the holster under his arm.

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Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Hump Day Hook



Hello all, Happy Halloween! Today I'm sharing a little piece from So Beautifully Broken. I love sweet, romantic tid bits, but today I'm sharing something a little heavier. I like the drama and emotion, so here you go!

So Beautifully Broken

“I want to help you,” Jack whispered into her hair as he breathed in her scent. She smelled of apples, sweet candied apples. She fit into his arms perfectly, like she was made for him to hold.
“You can’t fix me, Jack. I don’t know how not to hurt.”
Lilly fisted Jack’s t-shirt in her small, trembling hands at the base of his back. To him, her entire soul screamed for help without her saying a single word. Everything about her radiated broken innocence.



Sunday, October 28, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday

Hey all! This is my post for Six Sentence Sunday. It's a little bit from, So Beautifully Broken.


She tried several times to get past them, all to no avail. Jack didn’t know what was said, but when the man spoke, Lilly froze. He could see her check out mentally. Fear flashed in her eyes, and Lilly screamed.
Jack wouldn’t forget that kind of scream. The sound carried over the music and the crowd, and it sent a chill up his spine. He pushed people out of the way left and right as they just stood there and stared.

Blurb: Lilly’s entire life has been filled with people who have manipulated, violated, and hurt her beyond repair.  She is left feeling as though the numbing affect of drugs is the only way to cope.  She’s back in her home town now and starting a new job at Tilt.  What happens when she meets a group of people who understand her pain and love her in spite of it?  What happens when she meets Jack, her boss and former addict?  Will she be able to live a life filled with love and people who support her not tear her down?  Follow Lilly and Jack though their relationship as they fight demons from Lilly’s past that come back with a vengeance.

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Friday, October 26, 2012

Halloween Blog Hop


While I write sweet/spicy romance novels, I absolutely LOVE all things scary. Roller coasters, horror movies (even though they scare the hell out of me) and my all time favorite thing, ZOMBIES! The Walking Dead, Zombieland, Dawn of the Dead. So, in the spirit of Halloween all you have to do is tell me if you like a good fright and if so what it is. I will pick a random winner at the end of the blog hop to win a PDF copy of my newest release, The Weeping Willow Tree.



The Weeping Willow Tree Blurb: Willow Bradley lives her life as simply as she can. Playing the guitar and singing her pain away, she finds peace under her shade tree by the lake in her small town. Her entire life has been a struggle not to let her depression control her life. Overcoming her issues was something she was proud of. Her life was just as she wanted it until the breath taking Danny Mason walked into her safe haven. Can she put her pain aside and love a man who has secrets of his own?
Danny Mason wants nothing more than simplicity. His life is full of greed and the constant need to be perfect. What happens when he hears an angel singing under a lone weeping willow tree on the lakeside? Danny and Willow share a deep, all consuming love. Will it survive the chaos his social status, and high society parents cause? 

Excerpt: Willow plucked a few notes on her guitar to ensure it was tuned. Everything she felt came through her music. When her heart felt light, she sang of happy things like the way a bird’s chirp sounded, or the way the light looked as it shined through the thick branches of the willow tree. When she felt surrounded by the darkness that sometimes invaded her, her music was sorrowful and almost painful to hear. Her guitar was her safe haven, much like the willow tree she sat under right now. The tree she was named after. She closed her eyes and started singing.
Willow sat alone, as she often did, and looked out over the water. Shaded from the hot southern sun by the willow tree she rested under, Willow thought about her life.
Willow was a tough southern girl who didn’t take shit from anyone. She was kind, but if someone messed with those she held dear, well, they’d suffer her wrath. Nothing was more frightening than a pissed off southern woman. Willow watched the long branches gently blow as the wind kicked up. The breeze was warm against her face and the humidity of early summer left her skin moist. The smell was something she’d always loved, a fresh, crisp, and clean scent as the air blew in off the water.
This was her place and the only way she could get any bit of normalcy in her life. Willow had grown up in a wealthy family with stiff social standards. Stand up straight, elbows off the table, smile and nod no matter what. She could rub elbows with the richest locals in her small town, but she’d hated every second of it. Being forced to act like someone she wasn’t drove her crazy, until finally, she’d stopped trying. Because she wore dark and edgy clothes, preferred heavier rock music, and chose seclusion rather than being the center of attention, people often looked down their noses at her.
Watching the tourists’ row across the lake, she wondered what it would be like to laugh and really understand the happiness behind the sound. Even though the town she lived in was small, there was no shortage of rich vacationing tourists to keep the local businesses running through the heat of summer.
 Large cabins with docks and high-end boats dotted the other side of the lake. The deep brownish red of the log cabins seemed brighter in the sun. The walls of the cabins facing the water were made of glass and the light played off the windows making prisms of pinks and purples across the lake. She had a lovely view of the cove where most of the cabins were. Across from her, life moved as if she watched through a snow globe. No one could see her unless a stiff wind blew the branches apart, or unless she sat near the opening like she was doing today. The sound of her music drifted across the lake, but with the low rumble of boats and jet skis moving slowly across the cove, no one could tell where the melody came from.
She turned her face toward the sky and let the warmth of the sunshine heat her face. Children laughed, grills smoked with hamburgers and hotdogs, boats zipped back and forth. Not a single one of them noticed her sitting there. She sat in a part of her little town where no one could see her, as if she was invisible.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Hump Day Hook

Courageous Dare

When she had an orgasm, it rocked her soul, right down to the very core of her. Her body shook against his. She pulled back slightly, she wanted to see his face when she brought him to bliss. When she looked at him, she couldn’t stop the sob from leaving her. His eyes, bright all the time, shimmered. His chin quivered, but the look of absolute terror there in the depths of his gaze broke her.


Sunday, October 21, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday


 My Six Sentence Sunday!
Danny moved her legs so she could wrap them around his waist. He pulled her to him so their bodies were flush together. Breaths twisting, hips moving together, and every ounce of love they shared danced as they made love. Danny wanted so badly to go slowly, to take his time, but everything about her called to him. His movements erratic, he saw stars when she had an orgasm, and his release hit him. The way she felt consumed him completely and pushed him over the edge. Unable to hold his head up, he rested it on her shoulder, loving the way she moaned his name.


Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Hump Day Hook



                                                                                                                                                              
                                   The Weeping Willow Tree
She didn’t turn, didn’t acknowledge him at all. She just kept rocking back and forth. Despite her depression, Willow had always been the strongest person Danny had ever known. There was no trace of that woman now. The girl under the willow tree was broken, beaten, and her pain radiated from her. He couldn’t breathe as he watched her. There was a slight movement of her right arm, but he couldn’t see what she was doing.

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Tuesday, August 28, 2012

 Courageous Dare book trailer won 3rd place in the You gotta read video contest!!!

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Wednesday, May 23, 2012