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I am the New York Times, USA Today, and Amazon Best Selling author of The Proposition, Proposal, Music of the Heart, and Nets and Lies. I am represented by Jane Dystel of Dystel and Goderich for all books except for Proposition and Proposal.
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Wednesday, October 28, 2015

They're Baaaack!! A Proposition Series Novella Is Coming Oct. 30th!!!

Have you missed Aidan, Emma, and the gang? I know I have! Those characters mean so much to me. Since leaving them in The Pairing, I have so wanted to get back into their world. Over the years, I kept thinking that Casey needed a novella. In The Pairing, she's finally given in to Nate's desire for a child and is pregnant with a daughter due almost the same time as Emma(They end up being born a night apart because Caroline comes early!). I tried to think what motherhood would mean to a sexpot like Casey, and thus, the idea for The Predicament was born!! Unfortunately, I had other writing committments at the time, so it got pushed back. 

But now it will be debuting on the 3 Year Anniversary of The Proposition's release, Oct. 30th, 2015!! 

Here's the blurb!! 

Unlike her best friend Emma Fitzgerald, Casey Rossi had never been overly maternal. She much preferred parties with Patron to Pampers and pacifiers. Most of all, she enjoyed a healthy sex life with her husband, Nate. But all that changed with the birth of their daughter. While motherhood is a thrilling, new adventure and her love for Nate grows even stronger seeing him be a wonderful father, Casey can’t ignore how stagnant things have become between her once steamy sheets. Between her exhaustion and Nate’s schedule at the hospital, there’s little time or energy for sex. She can deal with sporting spit-up stained clothes and a few sleepless nights, but she can’t abide losing the white-hot connection with her hubs.
No matter what it takes, Casey is determined to resuscitate her flat lining sex life. She starts out seeking the advice of her friends, Emma and Megan. But she’s desperate enough to try anything that she even solicits the advice of reformed manwhore, Aidan Fitzgerald, which turns into a fiasco of epic proportions.
Will any of Casey’s intentions be successful at reigniting her lost bedroom heat, or will they fail and cause matters to fizzle even worse? It’s one hell of a predicament.

Here is an excerpt: 
After careening into the driveway on two wheels, Casey screeched her SUV to a halt just before dinging the garage door. Not even bothering with her phone or purse, she flung open the car door and sprinted up the familiar front walk. She gathered up the hem of her bathrobe to pound up the porch steps.
Just as she reached for the doorbell, she quickly recoiled her hand. Considering how late it was, she didn’t dare ring it for fear of waking Noah and Caroline. Instead, she started banging out a steady rhythm like Morse code on the wood. It took a few moments before the porch light flicked on, and the door swung open.
Standing before her with a bewildered expression etched on his handsome face was Aidan Fitzgerald. Barefoot and shirtless, he sported a pair of orange and green checked boxers—a subtle nod to his Irish heritage. In one hand was a longneck Corona and in the other was a baby monitor.

His blue eyes widened as he took in her disheveled appearance. When he opened his mouth, she held up a hand. “Out of my way, douchenozzle. I need to talk to Em.”
Aidan didn’t protest as she blew past him through the front door. Nor did he give her any grief about calling him “douchenozzle”. While she had first used it as a derogatory term against him, it was now a more endearing nickname between the two.
Craning her neck down the hall, Casey questioned, “Em?”
“She’s not here.”
Casey whirled around. Placing her hands on her hips, she demanded, “Where the hell is she?”
“Down the street at Becky’s for Book Club.”
Casey grimaced. In her turmoil, she had completely forgotten that Wednesday night was Book Club. More accurately it was “a kid free night hanging out with the girls while the wine freely flowed”. Casey would have been there herself, but Wednesday was Nate’s early night from the hospital.
At the prospect of not getting to unload her traumatic troubles on her bestie, Casey stomped her house-shoed foot like a petulant toddler. “Motherfuckingshitdamnhell!” she screeched.
Aidan snorted in amusement at her cursing. After crossing his arms over his chest, he asked, “What could have possibly happened that warranted a ‘motherfuckingshitdamnhell’ situation?”
Gazing into his amused blue eyes, Casey did something she rarely, if ever did—she burst into tears.
Through her blurry vision, she almost laughed at the look of horror that stretched across Aidan’s face. As he shifted on his feet, it looked like he was debating tearing out of the room and sprinting down the street for Emma. That was something the Old Aidan from three years ago would have done—the one who broke out in a nervous sweat at the sight of any expression of female emotion. But thankfully, Emma had changed all that.
The New Aidan gave her the sweetest, sympathetic look.  “Oh hell, Case, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have teased you. It’s obvious from your…” He motioned at her attire. “look that something is wrong.”
“No. It’s okay,” she reassured, as she swiped the mascara stained tears from her cheeks.
Placing a hand on her back, Aidan instructed, “Come over here and sit down.” With expert precision, he guided her through the maze of baby paraphernalia littering the living room floor.
When Casey sank down onto the couch, her ass emitted a high pitched squeak. She quickly reached under her to jerk out a fluffy pink toy. A smile played at her lips because her Olivia had one just like it. In spite of it being annoying as hell, it was the four month old’s favorite.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Aidan asked, as he sat down beside her.
Groaning, Casey tossed the bunny to the side. “It’s too mortifying.”
Aidan nudged her knee. “Come on. Nothing can be that bad.”
Oh fuck yes it can. Staring down at her hands, Casey decided to bite the bullet and tell Aidan the truth. As the flashback played in her mind, she pinched her eyes shut. “I kinda dozed off…” She swallowed hard. For a moment, she felt as bashful as Emma was when it came to talking about sex. “I dozed off for just a second while doing a…job.”
When she dared to look at Aidan, his blond brows were scrunched in confusion. “You fell asleep at work?”
Rolling her eyes, Casey then grunted in frustration. “No. Not at work.”

“Then what—”
“I fell asleep while blowing Nate, okay!” she blurted.
Her words had the same effect on Aidan as if she had slapped him. He shook his head back and forth like he was trying to wake himself out of a daze. For the next few seconds, he just stared ahead without blinking.
Throwing up her hands, Casey demanded, “Well say something, dammit!”
“Motherfuckingshitdamnhell,” Aidan muttered.
Wednesday, May 13, 2015

So are you like ever going to put out a book again?

Hi guys!!

Yeah, the blog has been kinda sad, hasn't it? Like a tumbleweed blowing in the wind. Since Melody of the Heart's release and the announcement of the upcoming Subordination, there has been so much going on personally and professionally for me, which unfortunately correlated in me forgetting all about the fact I had a blog!!

First of all, I am so, so excited that my first traditionally published book, Vicious Cycle, is coming out in 19 days!!

Here's the PREORDER link and blurb in case you need some refreshing:

Deacon Malloy’s life is dedicated to the Hells Raiders motorcycle club. Tough, hard, and fast with his fists, he serves the group as sergeant at arms. But his devil-may-care approach to life is thrown for a loop when the five-year-old daughter he never knew existed lands on the club steps.

Alexandra Evans is devoted to all her students—but there’s always been something about Willow Malloy that tugs at her heart. There’s an aura of sadness about her, a girl in need of all the love Alexandra can give. When Willow stops coming to school, Alexandra’s search leads to a clubhouse full of bikers…and a father hell-bent on keeping his daughter always within sight.

The moment Deacon sees Alexandra, he has to have her in his bed—and he’s never met a woman yet who couldn’t be persuaded. No matter how attracted she is to Deacon, Alexandra refuses to be just another conquest. But it’s Deacon himself who could be seduced—into a brighter future for himself, his daughter, and the woman he’s falling for against all odds.

I know a lot of you guys have been waiting on this one since I did announce it before I took the book deal, and then publishing houses set up their own publication schedules. Since October, I have also had to deliver the 2nd and 3rd books in the series, along with copy edits and revisions on Vicious Cycle. So that has taken a lot of my time to work on an independent book. Also some personal issues(see below) sidelined me.

Here's the cover, blurb, and PREORDER link for Redemption Road, which releases October 6.

Looking for a walk on the wild side, Annabel Percy, the daughter of a powerful politician, gives in to an attraction to a sexy biker she meets one night. But she finds herself living a nightmare when she’s kidnapped and transported into a hell on earth she never could have imagined.

Born and bred into the Hells Raiders MC, Nathaniel “Reverend” Malloy lives and dies for his brothers. But when he becomes the unexpected savior of a rival club’s captive, Rev makes it his personal mission to nurse Annabel back to health—and to shelter her from the nightmares that torment her.

Once Annabel heals, she’s stunned to realize she is falling for the seductive man who saved her. Faced with their impossible attraction, can she accept the life he leads, or will Rev walk away from the only life he’s ever known for the woman he was never supposed to love?

The second big thing that has hit both professionally and personally is I'm expecting my first baby next month!! Right after Melody came out, I found out I was pregnant, and then about seven weeks into the pregnancy, the intense nausea and vomiting hit. Throwing up fifteen times a day took a lot out of me physically and emotionally, and I eventually had to get on medication, which limited me to throwing up only a few times a day. Thankfully, my baby girl is a strong, little trooper and is doing well. She should be here a few weeks after the release of Vicious Cycle.

SO, between my commitments to Penguin and a high-risk pregnancy, I haven't been able to get out Drop Dead Sexy or Subordination like I wanted to. Under my contract with Penguin, I can put out new titles in August, December, and January, and I'm hoping to get Drop Dead Sexy and Subordination to you in August and December.

THANK YOU  and BIG HUGS for reading my books and supporting me as an author. I think you're going to be really wowed with Vicious Cycle and the series. I'm immensely proud of how much I stretched myself as a writer to bring something dark, gritty, and unexpected to my readers.