Delectable

Delectable is Almost Here

“Mom?” Mikey said loudly when it should have been more than obvious that this was a conversation that required whispering.

“Is he still here?” Kasey whispered through the keyhole, telling herself that it was perfectly normal for a grown woman to hide in her bedroom for two hours in order to avoid the man that had called her delectable.

“Who? Reese?” Mikey asked loudly, making Kasey wonder where she’d gone wrong.

“Yes! Reese!” she whispered harshly, shifting to get more comfortable, but after two hours of kneeling on the thin rug she was running out of positions.

“He’s in the kitchen fixing the… Read More

Another Delectable Excerpt Cause I Got Distracted

From Delectable: A Neighbor from Hell

“Good morning, Yummy,” she said, absently looking over her shoulder at something in the kitchen before returning her gaze to him. “Sleeping in today, are we?”

“What time is it?” he asked with a frown as he glanced at the windows and noted that the sun was barely up.

“A little after six,” the crazed woman that had broken into the house said with a bored sigh as she pushed away from the couch.

“What the hell are you doing here?” he asked, rubbing his hands down his face as he wondered if this was a dream… Read More

Delectable News and “Arrangement” Part 3

Well…

Delectable, the next Neighbor from Hell novel is officially done.

Well, if you don’t count final edits that is, lol. The book is up at iBooks, Amazon.com, and I believe Kobo for pre-order. If you have links for any of the other ebook stores that are selling it and would like to share, send me an email and I’ll add them.

The release date for this book is: August 1, 2018.


Thank you so much for your patience and… Read More

Another Excerpt from Delectable…Probably the last one

From Delectable........

Adults only!!!

“I’m starving,” the naked woman currently draped over him grumbled, reminding him that they hadn’t had a chance to eat last night.

“Me, too,” he said, struggling to find the energy to get up and do something about it.

Nine times, he thought with a smile before frowning.

Or was it ten?

Deciding that it didn’t matter, he reached over and grabbed her cellphone off the nightstand and checked the time. It was after eight o’clock in the morning, he was starving, exhausted, and more than okay with passing out and sleeping away the rest of the… Read More