New sci-fi romance: Going Out with a Bang!

Celestial Seasons #4 is now available!

Mike-Cover480A summertime romance with a sci-fi twist!

Once the captain, always the captain… Annadri’s spaceship may now be in pieces and her crew may now be a bunch of seasonal decorators, but when things get crazy, she’ll always be their captain. And things are about to get interesting.

A Vragan’s Oath is his bond… Mike made an Oath to Annadri’s husband six years ago, and it’s been a knife in his heart ever since. He loves Anna as sure as the stars shine above, but his promise and his honor stand in his way. That, and a few alien hunters.

An unexpected visitor… Kevran has traveled far across the galaxy to find his wife, Annadri, marooned on Earth. What he doesn’t expect to find is her refusal to leave. It seems their arranged marriage contract can’t stand up to the love her heart has for another. Kevran’s not sure what to make of Earth, or of this strange emotion called love.

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Read an Excerpt:

Mike glared at the display panel on the communications array, wishing for the hundredth time that he had let his brother toss the damn thing into a lake at Christmas. Then, he would be out of options and could seriously consider Garrok’s suggestion that he stop being such a stubborn Vragan and break the damn Oath he’d made to Kevran. Why had he ever let himself make that Oath in the first place?

Because, he’d been a young fool, who’d been a coward when it came to Annadri. He’d never told her how he truly felt, using a lame excuse about a first officer’s duty to his captain. Then, he’d felt guilty for being in love with a married woman – a woman who should’ve been his if he hadn’t been so stupid!

A calibration wrench clanged against the far wall of the barn, hitting a post then falling into a box of Easter egg decorations. Looking at his empty hand, he sighed at his temper, then he got to his feet to retrieve the tool he’d tossed in his anger. He made it three steps before Anna appeared in the open barn door, bringing him to a halt mid-stride.

She’d stopped using the hair dye and wearing her contacts a month ago. They were back to their beautiful shades of lavender and lilac. Those purple eyes were glaring at him now, boring two holes right through his head.

Uh-oh. It seemed he was in for another argument about his Oath and that damned communicator, all while they both refused to simply come out and say what they were really fighting about.

She was in love with him. He knew that now without a doubt. Which made it all the harder to keep his Oath, and which made him all the more a fool.

“I know what you’re going to say.” He held up a hand as she opened her mouth. “And, we’ve been over this, Annadri. I have-”

He shut his yap and took a step back as she raised a gun at him. It wasn’t an Earther gun, either. It was one of the few remaining graviton pulse rifles. Without so much as a hello, she fired the gun at the communicator. A low-humming thrump followed by an EMP concussion wave slammed into the array. The heap of metal sparked, fizzled then died in a plume of smoke. The digital readout beeped an alarm before going dim, most likely forever.

Mike felt two conflicting sensations within the same second – relief and anxiety. His brain decided to focus on the anxiety, because, as already stated, he was stupid when it came to Anna. “What on Earth has gotten into you?! Not even Stevverax will be able to repair the damn thing now!”

“That’s the point. I want it fully dismantled and destroyed. The same for the rest of what we were able to salvage from the ship, except the medical equipment and our defense system.”

“Annadri, if this is about me calling home-”

“It is.”

“You can’t destroy all this stuff out of some emotional-”

Anna let out a silencing trill from her three vocal chords as her eyes narrowed. “You stubborn ji’tchna! You’ve put us all at risk, including your brother and his new family.”

Mike’s heart stopped. “What?”

“Rosa had two people in suits show up to her bakery, asking all kinds of weird questions about Garry.”

The barn spun around him. Had he really put his brother and Rosa in danger? And Mary? The twins? “How… How do we know they aren’t just Jehovah’s Witness or something?”

Just when he thought her glare couldn’t get any more dangerous, it did. “Do you think this is a joke?”

“No, ma’am.” Mike’s spine stiffened, his six-foot, bulky frame casting a shadow over Anna’s five-foot-three. “You think someone picked up my signal?”

“It’s crossed my mind, and I refuse to continue letting you take that chance with our lives. Garry thinks it might also be because of the incident with Rosa’s ex-husband, but I think it’s time we truly put our past behind us.” She tossed the rifle into the pile and wiped her hands of it. “Including our technology.”

“But, Annadri-”

“Anna,” she corrected. “My name is Anna, now. We live here, on Earth. We all had the chance to go home, and we all decided to stay. I’m happy here.”

He caught the twitch in her eye with her last statement. A lie. “You don’t seem happy.”

Her thin hands fisted at her sides. “I would be, if I didn’t have this damn migraine all the blasted time!”

Even a stupid, stubborn Vragan could understand what she meant by that. Mike’s feet shuffled against the dirt floor as the communicator’s burnt wiring continued to smoke. His big hands flexed in a want to end this – to forget his damned Oath and Vragan sensibilities, and simply be Mike; the Earth Mike who didn’t have Oaths and duty and regulations.

Looking at her, the only thing in the universe that he wanted to do in that moment was kiss her. “Anna, I’m sorry. It’s not like I want things to be this way. I want…” But his tongue tied itself into a knot, his hand twitching to touch her.

She being the braver of them, closed the distance and took his hand. “What, Mike? Tell me what you want, and we’ll find a way to make it happen.”

He tucked a strand of her beautiful lavender hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering against her cheek. “I think you know what I want, Anna; what I’ve always wanted.”

Her eyes filled with hope and she leaned into his touch. “Say it, Mike.”

“I… can’t…”

“You can. Damn the Oath and damn my marriage contract. Damn us both for being a pair of fools.”

He inhaled deeply as a rare tear rolled down her cheek. Stars above, he was such a pitiful fool. Pulling her into his arms, he tried to go against the ways of his people and his very nature; he tried to forget his Oath to Kevran and let his heart finally have its say.

“Anna,” he whispered, kissing the top of her head as she nuzzled into his chest. “You know I love-”

A loud cracking boom split the afternoon sky – as if something was breaking the sound barrier. It was followed a few seconds later by a low rumbling hum growing closer to the barn. Mike and Anna met gazes, his racing heart matching the worry in her lavender eyes.

“That sounds like a ship,” Mike said what they were both thinking just as the ground beneath their feet shook in a small tremor.

“Stars above,” Anna’s face paled. “If the black suits didn’t know about us already, they do now.” She spun on her heel and ran from the barn towards the humming vibration.

“Wait!” Mike ran after her, shouting for her to be careful. Everyone else was gone, leaving him and his captain to deal with whatever this was. He just hoped his signal had brought a friendly visitor, and not a Targasian slave ship.




HOORAY!

10982001_10153173811659930_3366771793462342347_nWhen your LGBTQ romances featuring struggles against marriage inequality become dated.. I’ve never been happier as a writer.

I can’t even right now. All I can do is smile.

And be blinded by all the beautiful rainbows and words of love being shared across social media today.

Love is love. Love wins. It may be a hard struggle that takes generations, but love will always win in the end.

This isn’t just a victory for gay rights; it’s a victory for human rights, and for our country as a whole. We are all created equal. Period.

So, get out there and spread the love! Next stop, polyamourous recognition.




Heat Wave Summer Giveaway!

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Summer is sizzling with hot romance books! Every blog in this HOP is featuring a different summer read and hosting a separate giveaway – so you have tons of chances to win great prizes!

The HOT SUMMER NIGHTS 2 anthology features 8 hot romance stories for $1.00! 

11150825_10152857118397083_7206601130796543581_nWeee! I’m in another anthology! This time, I was fortunate to be asked to join in on a great anthology, Hot Summer Nights 2. It includes contemporary romance of several varieties including mainstream, paranormal, sweet, sizzling, and my contribution: romantic comedy!

The really neat thing about this anthology is that it’s a shared universe! All the stories take place on the same tropical island.

Hot Summer Nights 2 is available at:
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About my story, The List

Samantha hasn’t had much luck when it comes to love. Of course, she’s never had much luck, period. Known as the Queen of Catastrophe, introverted Sam thinks her luck might be changing when she wins an all-expenses paid trip to Dasia Island. With a crazy to-do list written by her best friend Jack, Sam sets off on her first real adventure in years. After a stuttering start involving food-poisoning and a run-in with a very large spider, she meets Jason, the guy of her dreams made real. As the list gets checked off, item by item, Sam wonders if Jason can help her check off item twenty-two, which involves surf, sand and someplace secluded.


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For an indie-author, producing a paperback (print) version of a book can be an arduous, expensive and time-consuming task. Currently, I’m an eBook only author. I’m also an eBook only reader, having not purchased a physical fiction book since 2010. I have this assumption that physical book demand is on the decline, and that I’m not losing a huge number of potential readers by only offering my books in digital format. Assumptions being what they are (a bad thing), I’ve decided to create this poll. It’s anonymous and only your answers are collected. Thanks in advance for your feedback!




Hot Summer Nights 2 (Romance Anthology)

11150825_10152857118397083_7206601130796543581_nWeee! I’m in another anthology! This time, I was fortunate to be asked to join in on a great anthology, Hot Summer Nights 2. It includes contemporary romance of several varieties including mainstream, paranormal, sweet, sizzling, and my contribution: romantic comedy!

The really neat thing about this anthology is that it’s a shared universe! All the stories take place on the same tropical island.

Hot Summer Nights 2 is available at:

This anthology is no longer available :( BUT WAIT! I do have good news. My story, The List, is going to be altered, added to and published as a stand-alone story in the near future. Stay tuned for details, and be sure to subscribe to my newsletter.


About my story, The List

Samantha hasn’t had much luck when it comes to love. Of course, she’s never had much luck, period. Known as the Queen of Catastrophe, introverted Sam thinks her luck might be changing when she wins an all-expenses paid trip to Dasia Island. With a crazy to-do list written by her best friend Jack, Sam sets off on her first real adventure in years. After a stuttering start involving food-poisoning and a run-in with a very large spider, she meets Jason, the guy of her dreams made real. As the list gets checked off, item by item, Sam wonders if Jason can help her check off item twenty-two, which involves surf, sand and someplace secluded.

Read an excerpt from The List:

Sam was three sips into her second daiquiri when there was a knock at the front door. Surrounded by suds in a bubble bath, she shimmied her body so that it faced the door, sloshing some water to the floor. The wood-enclosed tub stood freely along one wall, separated from the enclosed toilet area but joined with the rest of the suite. A bath had seemed like the perfect idea to soothe her aching confidence after the day’s multiple fiascos.

The knock sounded again, this time more urgently. Sam breached the tub, suds dripping across the wood as she reached for a nearby towel. Her hand slipped on the ceramic rim, knocking her drink into the water while causing her to lose an already precarious balance. With a less than graceful swan dive and a bit of a squeal, she ended up face to the floor and bare ass in the air.

“Sam?!”

Oh, God. No. Sam’s body froze. Jason wouldn’t dare barge in, would he?

The door knob clicked. Sam renewed her efforts to reach the darn towel. And…

“Sam- Oh, shit. Sorry!” Jason came to a halt three steps too late into her suite and averted his eyes to the wood beam and thatched ceiling.