Monday, August 18, 2014

Dark Romance

I can always tell when I'm on a writing spree by the contents of the fridge (or LACK of contents). When the cats have more food than I do, I'm on a writing spree. When I can't remember the last time the dishwasher was ran (so I just keep turning it on), I'm on a writing spree. When the Thai delivery place knows my order by heart and has my card on file, I'm on a writing spree.

So, why? Why with the long hours?


I like an escape, which is why I read. Writing is another way to escape. There's nothing better than a good book to unwind after a heavy day at work or a heavy day in the news (which seems to be prevalent, unfortunately, right now).

Awake is the longest project I've had to date, but there's no rest for the wicked!I'm already finishing up the first draft of another dark romance.

Are you a fan of dark romances? Dark fantasies? Trashy romance? Do you just like to get lost in what you read?

Those are all the reasons that prompt me to write. For pleasure, for fantasy, for love, and for happily-ever-afters in a not so perfect world... Stay tuned for more!


Awake is currently available on several forums now. More details on the new manuscript soon!

Eve is the lone survivor after a tornado wipes out her entire family. She puts on a brave face to her friends, but at night, she is plagued by hellish nightmares. 

Victor hears her crying out in a nightmare---and answers her plea for peace. But he is no knight in shining armor, but an incubus whose very nature is to feast on sleeping women. But the moment he lays eyes on Eve, he senses a dark secret she is keeping from everyone. 

The lonely pair begin a torrid affair--but when her secret and his past threatens to destroy them both, only an agonizing confession and final act of boldness can set them free. 

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Tuesday, August 12, 2014



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After losing her family to a tornado, the only thing that can help guilt-ridden Eve Cleary find peace is a nightmare come to life: a dangerous incubus whose masterful caresses have the power to grant her deepest desires. 

Tormented by nightmares since the death of her family in a devastating tornado, Eve has returned to her Missouri hometown to face her painful past. There, in her aunt’s long-abandoned cottage, she meets an unlikely healer: a gorgeous incubus on the prowl for a mate. Victor offers Eve innocent comfort and soothing caresses, but his demonic nature won’t long be denied. 

For thousands of years, Victor has preyed on women’s hidden desires while his own longings have gone unfulfilled. Now, at last, he’s met the woman of his dreams. But while their passion is quick to ignite, their future is far from certain. Eve’s feelings of guilt and Victor’s own dark deeds still haunt them. If Eve gives him her body yet withholds her trust, an enemy from Victor’s past could end their love—and him—forever.

The sirens stopped soon after the last roar of thunder ended, but he made no move to release her. The clouds were lifting, and there was more light in the basement now, courtesy of the open door upstairs. Eve could see that his skin was not exactly flesh-colored. It bore a silver haze. And his eyes, in that moment, looked violet instead of red. 

She looked up into his face. He stared back at her, just as intently. He had rescued her. He was the reason her nightmares hadn’t returned. And whatever he was, she was inexplicably drawn to him. Without thought or reason, she leaned up and lightly touched her lips to his. 

It wasn’t meant as an act of passion, but of gratitude. And relief. His lips were so warm and soft that she kissed him again. This time, his lips seemed to mold against hers, and the way his arms held her changed. Cupping her head with one hand, he gently placed her on the floor; his free hand began gliding up her body. He groaned at her wet clothes, but delighted her by teasing her taut nipples through the wet material.

Then it was too much—the storm, the stranger, the flashes of past horror. Eve was suddenly overwhelmed in a different way. She broke the kiss and sat up to face him. He backed away from her, stepping out of the light. 

“Who are you?” What are you?

“My name is Victor,” he growled.

And a word filled her mind, as if her other, unspoken, question had been answered. But it was a frightening word that only existed in fairytales. And nightmares.

Or did it?

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