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September 28, 2016

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At Last_600x900“You look perfect even when your hair looks like Medusa’s love child.”

“Did you just make a reference to my hair by using an analogy from Greek Mythology?”

“Yeah. So. I like to read about Greek gods and goddesses.”

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Published on September 28, 2016 04:00

September 24, 2016

Constant Craving is one of those kinds of books I love to write. Okay, I’m lying. I love to write all my books, lol. But Charity and TJ were fun. Nerds rule in this book, and it was fun to see the outspoken Charity fall in love.



Task Force Hawaii, Book 3



“I had a really good time tonight,” she said, as she stepped off the elevator and into the hallway.

“I did too.”

And then he said nothing else. He couldn’t. His mind had gone blank, as it had a few times during the date. For some reason, his palms were sweating and his heart was thumping hard against his chest. Hell, there was a good chance he might pass out if he wasn’t careful about it.  He was more nervous than he had been the first time he had approached a girl to ask her out.

“I would like to do it again, if you’re open to it.”

He should say no. First, he rarely had women pursue him. It was probably old fashioned, but he liked to be the one who initiated interaction. Secondly, during the date, he had realized he wanted more than just the investigation. If she turned up clean, he wanted a real date. But, as he had proven throughout the day, he didn’t always think straight when it came to Charity.

“I’d like that too.”

She stopped at her door and smiled up at him. “Thanks again for tonight.”

She leaned in close, and he could catch her scent then. Lavender. With the smoothest of moves, she brushed her mouth against his and was pulling away before he was ready. Just a simple taste, one that called to something in him. Something primal. Instinct took over. He slipped his hands around her waist and drew her closer, deepening the kiss.

He slanted his mouth over hers again and again. The small moan she released sunk into his blood and caused the ancient beat of lust to grow louder. The world faded away. He wanted her. Right there. Right then. Without thinking, he pressed himself closer. His cock strained against the zipper of his cargo pants.

Charity wrapped her leg around his and slid it against his. Now. It had to be now. Then, he heard a door shut down the hall. Reality crashed down onto the pleasant lust-fueled moment, and he forced himself to step back.

She frowned, and without opening her eyes, she moved closer to him, but he stopped her.


Her eyes fluttered open, then he saw the heat in her cheeks.

“Well…that definitely escalated quickly.”

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Published on September 24, 2016 04:00 • 1 view

September 22, 2016

I have written a lot of suspense in my books. Some Harmless books have had threads of suspense and of course, a few of the Santinis have too. Of course, my first release was Grace Under Pressure, which had a lot of mystery and suspense in it. Another one that often gets overlooked is HER MOTHER’S KILLER. It’s another Texas romantic suspense that deals with a decades old mystery and an obsession that could destroy our hero and heroine’s live.


A woman who can’t escape her past.

Althea Johnson would like to leave the past behind. The memories of her mother’s murder lurk in her dreams and someone wants her to remember. Deciding to return to the small Texas town where it took place to deal with the demons from that night.

A man who will do anything to protect her.

Duncan Perry can’t believe his best friend’s little sister has grown into such a wonderful bundle of curves. He is at first stunned by his reaction to her, but never one to be slow, he starts putting the moves on her. It isn’t until he is completely seduced by her that he realizes that she is putting herself in danger to solve the old crime.

A killer who will do anything to possess her.

As both of them fall in love with each other, the stalking and danger escalates. Women close to Althea’s description are being found raped and murdered. The new lovers work overtime to figure out just what went wrong 20 years earlier, not realizing the mysteries they will reveal could jeopardize everything they are fighting for.


“We agreed this wasn’t a good idea.”

He shook his head. “You said, not me.”

She placed her hand on his chest and he looked down at it, then back up at her. He saw it there, the passion he felt burning in his veins, speeding through his blood like fire. He knew she felt it. Her eyes darkened, her breathing increased. The noise of the TV and the guests faded in the background.

He leaned forward. She offered him no other resistance as he rubbed his mouth over hers, the barest of touch.

“We shouldn’t.”

Her voice barely registered it was so low, the denial so weak. Her breath heated his lips, her tongue dipping into his mouth.

“But we will.”

Without waiting for her response, he dipped his head and took possession of her mouth.

Every thought in Thea’s head dissolved the moment Duncan pressed her back against the wall. Sparks of energy danced along her nerve endings, her nipples tightened, her body heated. He slanted his mouth over hers, moving his hands to cup her face.

Oh, God, she wanted this, needed this. Her head was spinning as blood rushed to her groin. She shifted closer, needing to feel him, to feel his warmth, to lose herself. Her dampened panties pressed against her clit and sent another zing of heat speeding through her veins. She slipped her hands up and over his shoulders, molding her hands to the back of his head.

She throbbed. Every pore, every hormone, every fiber of her being. Tension gathered in her stomach, then slipped lower. Everything thing in her told her right now, right there.

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Published on September 22, 2016 06:00 • 4 views

September 21, 2016

Well, I have been working hard on At Last, the first Fitzpatricks book coming out in October. I am really enjoying my time with Wendy and Aeden.  Here is a little piece from the book. Oh, and make sure to add At Last and The Lost Night to your Goodreads shelf!

Her lips curved as she reached out for his arm. “Come on.”

At Last_600x900She led him down another hallway and then opened the door to a closet. She peeked in then pulled in in with her. Shutting the door with the kick of her foot, she leaned closer and kissed him. The excitement of stealing away for a kiss wasn’t something that usually got him going…not for many years. But this was somehow thrilling. As she slid her hands up his arms to behind his neck, she opened her mouth and he stole in side. It was sweet, wet…and everything else faded away

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Published on September 21, 2016 04:00 • 3 views

September 19, 2016

I missed the Emmys last night and I was especially sad about it because I had a good feeling about Tatiana Maslany who has been slighted for years. I mean, she plays 12 different people on Orphan Black. The fact that it took them this long to nominate her is embarrassing.

Anyway, I heard the buzz about the Netflix commercial and I agree. It is brilliant. #sherules


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Published on September 19, 2016 09:00 • 10 views

September 17, 2016

Who doesn’t want a hot, sexy Scot to play with?



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As a cold case heats up, two former adversaries discover there is a thin line between love and hate.


Seven years ago, Dr. Elle Middleton’s world crashed and burned. She has rebuilt her life and found comfort in her work as the medical examiner for TFH. When a new case leads to a cold case, she is beyond excited for the challenge, until she finds out the one man she wants to avoid is her partner on the case.

Graeme McGregor isn’t any happier with the assignment. The doctor gets under his skin in more ways than one. He’s avoided her and his attraction by keeping his distance from her, but working with her has made it impossible to resist taking a little taste.

One kiss leads to another…then to a full blown affair.  But even as they draw closer to each other, secrets from that long ago murder rise to the surface. The killer’s determination to stay free leads to a dangerous confrontation that puts both of their lives in peril and could leave TFH in shambles.


“You always smell like roses, Eleanora.”

His accent had thickened, as he dragged his tongue over her pulse point. Every time he did that, her knees went weak. He tugged on her earlobe, pulling it between his teeth and sliding his tongue over it. The man was deadly with that tongue. The one thought brought to mind all kinds of naughty things. Things she wanted to do, or have done to her.

He pulled back and looked at her. It was the most serious expression she had ever seen on his face. He dropped his hands.

“All you have to say is no. I’ll step away.”

She looked at him then, this big, brawny warrior, and she knew that he would. No question about it. It was her choice. Always.

“I want to stay.”

For a second he said nothing. The moment stretched, and Elle worried that he might be having second thoughts. Suddenly, he groaned. The sound so primal it lit through her blood and sent her head spinning. He took two huge steps to her, grabbed her by the waist, and yanked her against him. He kissed her, but it was different than before. This wasn’t seductive or teasing. Raw need pulsed through her as Graeme plunged his tongue deep within her mouth. She could do nothing but surrender.

With little effort, he lifted her into his arms, then walked to the back of the house to his bedroom. He dropped her on the bed from such a height that she bounced. A laugh of sheer delight rose up from her throat, and he stopped to stare at her.

“Aw, lass, you do know how to make a man melt.”

She stopped laughing as she watched him pull off his shirt, then unbutton and unzip his pants. Bloody hell, he was a bloody Scottish god. Muscles rippled beneath golden brown flesh.

Her gaze moved down his body. He was still wearing a pair of knit boxers, unfortunately. His erection was hard to miss. His cock twitched as she studied him. Graeme chuckled. She looked up at him.

“It has a mind of its own when it comes to you.”

She smiled and scooted to the end of the bed so she sat with her feet on the floor. Without hesitation, she reached forward and pressed her hand against him. He groaned and she smiled.

“Sure, get enjoyment out of my pain.”

Feeling a little bold, she said, “I promise to help with that.”

His eyebrows rose in surprise. What did he think she was, a prude?

“You’re in charge, love.”

For a second, she didn’t understand. Then, when she saw the glint in his eyes, she did. He was letting her take control of the situation. She stood and turned around.

“Could you unzip me?”

Again, he hesitated. Now she realized he was just as nervous as she was, and it made her fall for him even more. In the next second, she felt a slowly released breath against the nape of her neck. He eased the zipper down. She let the dress fall to the floor. He bent his head and touched his lips to her shoulder. As he moved his mouth up to her neck, he trailed his fingers down her spine, then back up to her bra. As he continued to tease her, he unhooked her bra. This time, she hesitated for a second. It was the first time a man would see her naked since the attack.

And just like that, memories of that dark night years before came rushing back to her. She closed her eyes as if that would help but, of course, it didn’t. The terror, the pain, everything rushed through her, dampening the arousal Graeme had inspired.

He paused and pulled back just a few inches.

“You have the control, Elle. Just say stop and I will. No matter what.”

She couldn’t see his face, as he was standing behind her, but she could hear the infinite pledge in those words. He would do what he said, because Graeme always did. Warmth filled her and…trust. Love might be what the poets write about, but for her, trust was much more important. And she knew with Graeme, it was there.

She let the bra drop to the ground. He turned her around slowly, then slipped a finger beneath her chin to force her gaze up.

“Know this, Elle. When I say you are in control, you are. Stop is the only word I need to know that we have gone too far for you. Doona ever hesitate to say it. I want you, more than you’ll ever know, but I don’t want you to give up your peace.”

Tears welled in her eyes. “Graeme.”

“What, love?”

Elle couldn’t bring herself to say it. Truthfully, she didn’t know what to say to him at that point. Instead, she cupped his face and kissed him, trying her best to pour all of her emotions into the kiss. He groaned and wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing against her. The scent of him filled her senses. He always smelled of musk…but not a cologne. It was unique to him, and it always called to her. His warmth surrounded her, as his arms urged her closer.  She could feel his erection against her belly. It sent little sparks of heat dancing through her blood and along her nerve endings.

He ripped his mouth away, then gently laid her down on the bed. In one quick move, he slipped her panties off. For a moment, he stood staring down at her, mumbling something that sounded like Scottish Celt. Then, he joined her on the bed, first kissing her mouth, then working his way down her body. His tongue and hands worked magic over her body, teasing her, tempting her.

A graze of teeth over her nipple. His fingers dancing over her belly button. When he settled in between her legs, he smiled up at her.

“You even smell like roses down here, love.” His voice was thick with emotion and darkened with arousal.

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Published on September 17, 2016 06:00 • 10 views

September 15, 2016

I really can’t dive back into Task Force Hawaii. As everyone knows, I am totally in love with Hawaii 5-0. I try to live tweet it every week there is a new episode. So, when I came up with my series, it was in honor of the revival of the CBS classic.

And I have a treat for you for this Throwback Thursday post! Seductive Reasoning is on sale on KOBO through the 26th for 30% off the regular price. This is a KOBO sale specifically in conjunction with the retailer, to it isn’t available anywhere else. But you can read it on the KOBO APP and with every purchase from Kobo you get reward points.  But get it before the 26th, because the price goes back up then! Use #30Sep code when you check out!

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He’s got a killer to catch and no time for love.  Fate has other plans.


Former Army Special Forces Officer Martin “Del” Delano has enough on his hands chasing a serial killer and heading up TASK FORCE HAWAII. He definitely doesn’t need the distraction of Emma Taylor. From the moment they meet, she knocks him off his feet, literally. Unfortunately, she’s the best person to have on the team to make the connections to help them catch their killer.

For Emma, it’s hard to ignore the lure of a man like him. Tats, muscles and his Harley cause her to have more than a few fantasies about Del. He’d never be interested in a geek like her, but she can’t resist toying with him. When she pushes the teasing too far, she ends up in his bed. She convinces herself she can handle it until the moment he steals her heart.

Del can’t help falling for the quirky genius. She’s smart, funny and there’s a sweet vulnerable side to her that only he can see. As Emma gets more involved with the investigation, she becomes the target of the psychopath. When the danger escalates,  Del promises to do anything to save the woman who not only captured his heart but also his soul.


“I really should go,” he repeated.

She studied him for a long moment, then raised her hand to his cheek. “I don’t want you to though. I want you to stay here.”

He stared at her for a long moment, the seconds ticking by. She knew he was having some kind of internal battle, then he groaned and grabbed her. There would be no denying him. She wanted him, needed to be the person who filled the void that had been left by the night’s events. She dropped the pouf and went easily into his arms. He cupped her face in both hands, and kissed her.

If he had enticed and teased her before, this kiss shattered her. His passion crashed through her as she surrendered to him, her body immediately responding to it. He slanted his mouth over hers again and again, driving his tongue into her mouth repeatedly. She pressed against him, his erection hard against her stomach. He reached behind him and turned off the water, before he picked her up. She wrapped her legs around him, and he carried her out into her bedroom. He’d grabbed a towel on the way out of the bathroom.

He threw it down on top of the mattress, before he dropped her onto it. He turned away for a moment, and she realized he was looking for his wallet.

“Top drawer, Del,” she said.

He wrenched the drawer open, and pulled out the box. Opening it, he let the condoms fall on the bed beside her. Then, he turned back to her. In that moment, she felt a sharp ping of panic. He looked so different…this man. He was determined and hungry. It was beyond the cop face. This was a man intent on ravishing her, on taking her to ease his pain. Emma knew she could not reject him. She could not even comprehend how to say no to him. Instead, she held her hand out to him. He groaned and bent his head in surrender.

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Published on September 15, 2016 07:00 • 8 views

September 14, 2016

Just a little bit from my upcoming release from Entangled Publishing, The Boss. The series is entitled Spies, Lies, and Alibis and has all kinds of suspense like my Task Force Hawaii books.  I have no release date as of yet, since I just turned it in. I am hoping for sometime next year. Mac is our heroine, Mackenzie Donovan. She and her ex-lover and ex-business partner, Vic Walker, get tangled up in a story of intrigue, espionage, and cyber shenanigans.

Mac came awake with a rush, fear and anger pulsing as she turned to face her attacker. Adrenaline flashed through her blood. She jackknifed up ready to fight but found herself flattened against the mattress with a hunky man on top of her.

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Published on September 14, 2016 07:12 • 4 views

September 12, 2016

At Last_600x900It isn’t by chance that I named the first Fitzpatrick book At Last. (psst, did you add it to your Goodreads shelf?) It serves the book well, that’s for sure. It is a lot like the Santinis, from which it sprung when Aeden’s sister Kaitlin got her own Santini in One Night with a Santini. A bit romantic with a sexy yet sweet Alpha Male. We’ve seen Aeden suffer through his trip to Hawaii in A Santini Takes the Fall, and Wendy is finally on her way home to Baltimore. But, I have always had a soft place in my heart for the song. It is all about falling in love and the thrilling excitement that goes along with it. No matter what sub genre I write, the soul of the book is about people falling in love and finding their happily ever after. 

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Published on September 12, 2016 06:00 • 5 views

September 10, 2016

I am so excited to share the newest cover created for me by the very talented BRANDY WALKER!!! Everyone met Wendy and Aeden in One Night with a Santini. Well, they are finally getting their story! Follow me after the jump to see the book cover.

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A woman who gets under his skin.

Aeden Fitzpatrick has been annoyed by his sister’s best friend for as long as he could remember. She is snooty and a know it all, and he just doesn’t like her that much. Of course, it doesn’t keep him from fantasizing about her, or getting irrationally angry because she dates so many men.  That all changes the night of his sister’s wedding. One night and he is hooked. But Wendy has obligations so he will just have to wait.

She never expected love.

Wendy has always assumed she would never fall in love. She had made sure to date the kind of men who knew the score. Her childhood had proven to her that she was unloveable and she refused to take that from a man. Aeden changes all of that in one long, amazing night. Now, six months later, she’s not sure what will happen, but she knows she’s in love.

A fan obsessed.

Wendy returns to find out she is a local celebrity but she could care less. All she wants is to return to work and figure out what is going on with Aeden. Their courtship isn’t without it’s bumps in the road. Their chemistry in bed doesn’t help deal with their conflicting personalities.  But when an obsessed fan starts to stalk Wendy, Aeden realizes that he doesn’t want to live without her in his life. When the stalking turns sinister, the lovers must fight for everything they hold dear…including their lives.


Everyone who read the book know that they had a night together before Wendy left to LostNight_600x900work in Africa for six months. As a treat to readers, the short story, emphasis on short, will be available through my newsletter. It will be the only place you can get it so make sure you SUBSCRIBE to get it in October. And make sure you add it to your GOODREADS TBRshelf!


Now, for the release date…soon. I plan on October 11, but I am waiting to put it up for preorder until right before the release. It might be a week later, but it will be right around mid October. The short will come out around the first week or so of October.

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Published on September 10, 2016 06:03 • 8 views