Chronicles

A Few Announcements

Okay, I have a few announcements to make so please bear with me here:

First off, a lot of readers have been asking about the audio versions of the latest books. I just got word today that they will be ready around November 17th.

Tomorrow night, Saturday night, I will be at the Prudential Center to meet whoever wants to show up for some PF Changs and hit Barnes and Noble.

October 9th to the 12th I will be in Greenfield, South Carolina to hang out with some awesome readers if you're interested… Read More

What Really Happened: Part II

“Okay, asshole, spill,” Jason snapped as soon the SUV pulled away, getting in his face with the other large bastard stepping up behind him.

Sighing heavily, not only because he had no fucking clue what they were talking about and not really caring, Darrin leaned back against the side of Trevor’s truck and asked, “What now?”

Trevor shouldered Jason out of the way and got in his face, trying to intimidate him, which was really just fucking sad. “Spill.”

Cocking a brow, he reached out and shoved the large bastard back and out of his space. “If you want to know something,… Read More

September Has Now Been Dubbed Blogger/Reviewer Appreciation Month

Just wanted to drop by quickly and give everyone a heads up. The Chronicle for this week will be late, but I will make it up to you with a double hitter. Exhausted, getting kids ready for school and trying to finish up HFH 4. Looks like I'll be getting some help soon so that should help :)

Now, onto the title for this post. This month I will be giving you, the reader, several opportunities to thank reviewers and bloggers. There will be prizes given all throughout the month of September. We will soon put up a way for… Read More

What Really Happened: Part I An NFH Chronicle

“This is fucking bullshit,” Jason said with a murderous glare towards the large man standing in the doorway of the restaurant they were trying to get into, who just happened to be glaring right back at Jason with his large muscular arms crossed over his chest, silently daring Jason to try and get past him. Marybeth sighed heavily as she leaned back against her husband, pleased when Darrin wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, rewarding her with a kiss on the top of her… Read More

Camping Trip: Part XI

“Break the fucking door down!” Caine screamed, terrified that if they didn’t break down that door soon that Danni would-

“Oh, fuck yes!” he groaned seconds later, helpless to do anything else when his mate, locked her beautiful red eyes on him as use the hold she had on his cock and brought the tip up and wrapped her very talented lips around the tip, just enough so that she could wrap her lips around his piercing and suckle, forcing his exhausted cock to beg for… Read More

Camping Trip X

“Mine,” that terrifying growl came again as incredible beautiful red eyes locked on him.

“Danni?” he asked, not really sure what he was asking since her scent told him everything that he needed to know and apparently his cock was definitely onboard with absolutely anything and everything that she might have in mind, but part of him, an incredibly small part of him, wasn’t sure that they should be doing this.

“Mine!” she growled again, reminding him of the reason that this just might not be such a good idea.

“Danni, why don’t we go back in the shower?” he suggested, wincing… Read More

Camping Trip IX

“Calm the fuck down!” Eric snapped over the phone while Caine was forced to reach over and grab hold of the doorframe and crush it until pieces of wood, dust and plaster crumbled beneath his hand as he struggled to keep it together, but damn near impossible to do while he was forced to stand over his mate and watch as she sat in the tub, hugging her legs tightly to her chest and laid her head on her knees, trembling as she struggled to deal with whatever hell her body was putting her through while he stood there… Read More

Honeymoon from Hell III….is now available at iBooks & Smashwords

Excerpt from Honeymoon from Hell III

Her stomach dropped at the thought of Connor never coming back. She kept telling herself that Connor could take whatever they dished out and more, but…

What if he couldn’t?

What if they’d finally managed to break him? God, she couldn’t stomach the idea of him coming back changed, which was the only way that she could describe how most of the men came back after the initiation. She wasn’t sure that she could handle seeing a strong man like Connor flinching anytime a noise startled him or find him curled up in the corner, sobbing… Read More

Camping Trip: Part VIII

Maybe she should have taken him back to the mansion instead, Danni absently thought as she discretely slapped Caine’s hand away when it made another attempt to grab her breast.

Maybe not, she decided when he released a vicious growl as he went in for another grab, forcing her to slap his hand away even as she smoothly stepped in front of him, coming between him and the visibly frightened man, staring at them in mute horror as he limply held out a worn copper key attached to a cheap off-white, warped keychain that had seen better days.

“Thank you,” she… Read More