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Self-Destruct- Becca describes Aiden...

Damn men and their wide shoulders and hard stomachs.  Maybe I should add Alanis Morissette to my iPod too.  But shots of tequila were calling my name.  My old coping mechanism might be self-destructive, but it did help me cope with the rising rage that was choking me.  I forced myself to turn my attention back to Aiden.  It’s too bad he is really good looking.  Like possibly the hottest guy I have ever laid eyes on.  Totally not my normal type either, too masculine.  His dark blonde hair had streaks lightened by the sun.  His eyes were the darkest most hypnotic blue I'd ever seen.  I had to crane my neck to look into those midnight eyes.  Sure, I'm a little short at 5’4”, but it wouldn't have mattered because he is a few inches over 6'.  He wore a fitted black t-shirt, that rippled over what I would assume is a very nice six-pack. I forced my eyes away from their perusal, before I did something humiliating like drool.“Thanks for the warning.  I’m going to go back to the party.” I turned to walk away and he grabbed my elbow.  “Are you going to be ok?” he asked genuinely concerned.  “Yeah, sure.  Nothing tequila won’t fix.  See ya around.”  I barged through the door without bothering to look back.

What you should read while you are waiting for Burning (Central Coven 2)

If you are going through paranormal romance withdrawals here are my suggestions:

The Lux series by Jennifer Armentrout

ObsidianOnyxOpalOrigin (coming out August 27)The Darkwoods Trilogy by J. A. RedmerskiMayfair MoonKindredThe Ballad of ArameiThe Crescent Chronicles by Alyssa Rose IvyFlightFocusFoundThe Premonition Series by Amy BartolInescapableIntuitionIndebtedIncendiaryIniquity (coming soon)And last but not least- The Significance Series by Shelly CraneSignificanceAccordanceDefianceIndependenceHappy reading.  I'm 1/2 done with Burning.  I expect to have it ready to publish by the end of the year or sooner.

I'm back to writing Central Coven #2, Burning

Someone gets married, someone falls in love, and someone dies.  You'll have to read to find out who...

Teaser 2

This teaser is intended for readers 17+ for language.
The morning after a party:

I hate geese.  Like really freakin’ hate them, especially when the little bastards are honking near the cabin.  It probably has a lot to do with the fact that I have a drum line marching through my head and my mouth tastes like moldy cotton.  I don’t remember going to bed last night.  I know I stayed with Aiden until I started to feel sober.  I think I might have fallen asleep outside.  But I’m here in Toni’s cabin, in bed alone, and still fully dressed, so I couldn’t have done anything too bad last night.  There are flashes of Nick licking me, gross.  And, oh shit did I really grind on Aiden and then try and suck his face off?  Oh just kill me.  I’m never leaving this room.I am not a cheater, and I do not hook-up, well not anymore, especially with guys with long-term serious girlfriends.  Hell, any kind of girlfriend.  I’m pretty sure I agreed to be friends with him too.  Toni was right though.  A distraction is a good idea. I’ve been so concerned with this situation with Aiden that I haven’t thought about Jake once.  Until now, well I’m going to stop thinking.  Maybe it is time to shake things up a bit.  “Becca get your lazy ass out of bed!” Toni hollered.  The bitch never gets a hangover.  I don’t get it.  She says that my Scottish ass can’t take alcohol the way her “superior” Mexican genes can.  I think she is just trying to make being a lush sound scientific.  “I’m up,” I grumble.

Teaser!!!!

*Note: Final editing is not yet finished, and these scenes might change before publishing.  This passage is not intended for readers under 17 due to language.

This scene is when Aiden Ryan first sees Becca Scott:



I think I hate sorority girls.  I might also be starting to hate blondes.  All I wanted to do was head to the lake with my two best friends and get away from crazy chicks.  I’ve had enough with their estrogen driven shit.  But where is our cabin located?  That's right, in between two different groups of women.  I can’t catch a break.  The sorority girls are the worst though.  I mean they have definitely resurrected Legally Blonde and drank the Kool Aid.  Shit, they are wearing scraps of shiny pink fabric that kinda looks like scales.  They all have the same color blonde, and I have zero interest in seeing if it is natural.  I shook my head at them trying to pose seductively for my friend Jeremy, which is going to get them nowhere because he is totally gay.  We have been friends forever, and I’ve known he was gay since high school.  I usually don’t even think about it.  That was until five dumber than shit blondes each surrounded him trying to stick their plastic breasts out farther than the other.A few years ago, hell a month ago, I would have been all over this situation.  Those girls are easy, they know it, and they know we know it.  Not happening today though.  All I wanted to do was steal one of Nick’s pretentious micro-brews from the cooler on the porch and drink.  Maybe if I drank enough the red head doing a piss poor job of learning to jet ski wouldn’t be making my heart race. God, does she really have to laugh like that while she totally floods the thing?  There is nothing sexier than a girl who doesn’t take herself too seriously.

Self Destruct coming soon

I don't have a date yet, but I hope to send it off to my reading team today.  I have a few chapters left to edit.  I contacted my graphic Designer the wonderful IndieDesignz and I'll have a cover to reveal in August.  If all goes well I should release it in September.

I'm writing I promise

I'm in the process of moving.  I'm looking for a job, a house, and well a life.  But I'm finding time to edit/write.  I'm half way done editing Self Destruct, and I'm half done writing the sequel to Fighting Destiny.  It may take me a little more time, but I will have both done and released sometime this year.

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Giveaway winners

Congratulations to Emma and Sara, winners of my giveaways.  Both books were sent off today.

A possibly lame attempt at poetry

The moment before you let go

Tangled,
Turned,
Twisted in the blackness.

Broken,
Battered,
Bound in thorns.

Scared,
Sleepless,
Strangled with secrets.

Heartless,
Hopeless,
Helpless in despair.

Desperate,
Desolate,
Disappear into nothing.

It begins with nothing, and ends with nothing, until nothing is everything.