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January 21, 2022
THE DEVIL AND THE DEEP BLUE SEA IS LIVE!
**𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄!**
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𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝘆 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝘃𝗲 𝘃𝗮𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺…
When Drew Wilson’s ex-boyfriend Joel “Six” Bailey asks her to go on his family trip to Hawaii with him just as her life is falling apart, she decides it's the perfect time to give him another chance.
The hitch? The Bailey family includes Six’s rude older brother, Joshua—a hot-nerd doctor who has hated Drew since the moment they met and once suggested she’d steal the family silver.
Drew is determined to win the Baileys over and give this thing with Six a fair shot…but Josh is making that difficult. Not simply because he is in her way at every turn, but because—as one tropical adventure leads to the next—she’s beginning to wonder if obnoxious, odious Josh might be the brother she actually belongs with.
Amazon: https://amzn.to/3Ey6M7V
Amazon Worldwide: mybook.to/DeepBlueSea
𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝘆 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝘃𝗲 𝘃𝗮𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺…
When Drew Wilson’s ex-boyfriend Joel “Six” Bailey asks her to go on his family trip to Hawaii with him just as her life is falling apart, she decides it's the perfect time to give him another chance.
The hitch? The Bailey family includes Six’s rude older brother, Joshua—a hot-nerd doctor who has hated Drew since the moment they met and once suggested she’d steal the family silver.
Drew is determined to win the Baileys over and give this thing with Six a fair shot…but Josh is making that difficult. Not simply because he is in her way at every turn, but because—as one tropical adventure leads to the next—she’s beginning to wonder if obnoxious, odious Josh might be the brother she actually belongs with.
December 14, 2021
The Devil and the Deep Blue Sea Excerpt
I wanted to share an excerpt from The Devil and the Deep Blue Sea! Enjoy!
Preorder: mybook.to/DeepBlueSea
I stare at her. She cannot be telling me I’m stuck on vacation with a retirement-aged couple I’ve met once, plus two people I loathe—one of whom suggested to his mother, when he thought I was out of earshot, that she’d better lock up the family silver until I was gone.
But no one is laughing, and Beth is wincing. If this was all a joke, I don’t think she’d appear quite this worried.
I look behind me, as if there might be a way to scramble back on the plane before the Baileys have seen me, but that would require time travel, something I haven’t yet mastered.
A camera flashes, and Josh’s gaze jerks in that direction. Heads are turning, a crowd is gathering. I put my hood back on but it’s too late…once they know you’re in the airport, it’s game over.
“We should go,” he says, glaring across the room. “Someone better hold Drew’s hand so she doesn’t get trampled by all the normal size humans.”
“Extreme height is correlated with early mortality,” I reply, craning my neck back to maintain eye contact.
He raises a brow. “That’s Marfan’s syndrome. And you sound hopeful.”
“Only if it could take place without ruining the trip.”
I see the smallest twitch of his mouth, but it doesn’t leave me feeling victorious. I think he just gets excited when people bring up death.
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I stare at her. She cannot be telling me I’m stuck on vacation with a retirement-aged couple I’ve met once, plus two people I loathe—one of whom suggested to his mother, when he thought I was out of earshot, that she’d better lock up the family silver until I was gone.
But no one is laughing, and Beth is wincing. If this was all a joke, I don’t think she’d appear quite this worried.
I look behind me, as if there might be a way to scramble back on the plane before the Baileys have seen me, but that would require time travel, something I haven’t yet mastered.
A camera flashes, and Josh’s gaze jerks in that direction. Heads are turning, a crowd is gathering. I put my hood back on but it’s too late…once they know you’re in the airport, it’s game over.
“We should go,” he says, glaring across the room. “Someone better hold Drew’s hand so she doesn’t get trampled by all the normal size humans.”
“Extreme height is correlated with early mortality,” I reply, craning my neck back to maintain eye contact.
He raises a brow. “That’s Marfan’s syndrome. And you sound hopeful.”
“Only if it could take place without ruining the trip.”
I see the smallest twitch of his mouth, but it doesn’t leave me feeling victorious. I think he just gets excited when people bring up death.
August 10, 2021
A Deal With the Devil is LIVE!
A Deal With the Devil is LIVE!!!!
He might not be the devil, but working under him for six weeks is my idea of hell.
Hayes Flynn is an arrogant jerk known best for his scotch habit and the way he spreads his British “charm” all over Hollywood, never with the same woman twice. He’s the last person I want to work for, except he has a face I can’t look away from, and the longer we’re together, the harder he is to hate. Because under that smug exterior is a heart he doesn’t want to show—one that was badly broken a decade earlier.
A part of me wants to fix it for him before I leave…but can I do it without breaking my own in the process?
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He might not be the devil, but working under him for six weeks is my idea of hell.
Hayes Flynn is an arrogant jerk known best for his scotch habit and the way he spreads his British “charm” all over Hollywood, never with the same woman twice. He’s the last person I want to work for, except he has a face I can’t look away from, and the longer we’re together, the harder he is to hate. Because under that smug exterior is a heart he doesn’t want to show—one that was badly broken a decade earlier.
A part of me wants to fix it for him before I leave…but can I do it without breaking my own in the process?
Download today or read for FREE with Kindle Unlimited
Amazon: https://amzn.to/3xE9Wnr
Amazon Worldwide: mybook.to/ADWTD
Add to Goodreads: https://bit.ly/3hje8Dq
August 4, 2021
A Deal With the Devil Excerpt!
We are getting close to release day! How about a sneak peek! Check out this excerpt!
I like to think of myself as someone who puts family first, but when my older sister’s name appears on my phone, I consider letting it go to voicemail. Until my father’s death last summer, Liddie was my closest friend. Now, however, it feels like the impasse between us is so wide it can’t be breached, and the last thing I need after a long day at work is one of her inevitable lectures about Matt.
“Everyone makes mistakes,” she says each time we speak, because to her, Matt is family—her husband’s best friend, a fixture of our adolescence. She says it feels like something’s missing when we’re all together, minus Matt. I wonder if it’s ever occurred to her that it might feel like something’s missing for me too. That when I watch her and Alex together, playing happy family with their daughter, I’m seeing where ten years with someone was supposed to wind up.
I’ve barely said hello before she starts launches into her latest ovulation/pregnancy update, yet another source of irritation for me. Not that I mind her trying to get pregnant, but her single-minded obsession with it irks me. Sometimes it seems like she didn’t even mourn our father—the funeral was barely over before she was flipping through a book of baby names, as if she’d just washed her hands of the whole thing.
“I thought I was ovulating but I did this test and it says I’m not,” she tells me. I climb onto my bed with a cup of ramen noodles. Matt thought he was being generous, letting me keep all our shitty old furniture, but I had to downsize after he left. Our king-size bed takes up so much of the room there isn’t space for anything else, and therefore serves as couch, desk and dining room table all in one. “But you know, they say when your cervical mucus gets thick—”
“Liddie, I’m eating,” I say. “And you know how I feel about the words cervical mucus. Have you talked to Charlotte?”
Our youngest sister, now in her fourth month at a residential care facility, claims she isn’t lonely there. Liddie tends to take her at her word, for reasons I can’t begin to understand. Charlotte is the same kid who told us she was fine, again and again, before swallowing an entire bottle of aspirin.
“Not this week. I’m so busy with Kaitlin during the day, and it’s hard to catch her at night. How’s the new job?”
Because she insisted this job was a terrible idea, I’ve got no choice but to claim it’s going well, though that may be a bit of a stretch—Hayes clearly didn’t think today’s stunt was quite as funny as I did. “I’m seriously being paid four grand a week to answer phones.”
“With the mouth on you, I wouldn’t count on it lasting,” she says. “I still don’t see why you had to give Mom your entire advance.”
My eyes close tight. Liddie isn’t able to help ease my family’s financial woes in any way, but she sure doesn’t mind criticizing me for trying. “I didn’t realize I wasn’t going to be able to write the book,” I reply, the words clipped. I gave my mother the advance to pay her mortgage. If I’d known I’d wind up putting all of Charlotte’s treatment on credit cards I can’t pay off, I might have thought better of it.
“You’d still have time to finish the book if you hadn’t taken the stupid job,” she says. I hear the clink of flatware in the background. “And you wouldn’t need to if you’d just ask Matt for the money. Talk to him. He’s family.”
My teeth grind so hard she can probably hear it all the way in Minnesota. “No. He’s not.”
And even if I were poisoned and Matt was the only one with the antidote, I wouldn’t take his help. If I were drowning and he threw me a flotation device, I’d use the last of my energy to give him the finger. That half of what he said at the end appears to be true doesn’t lessen my rage. I remember the fire that burned through me after we split up—I’ll show him, I said a hundred times a day. That fire is still there, but whenever I see him in a magazine or being gossiped about online, it feels as if he’s already won.
“Let him try to fix things,” she begs.
“The things he broke can’t be fixed.” Not by him, anyway. Probably not by anyone. I’ll be damned if I’m going to let him throw money at the rest of it to absolve himself of guilt.
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I like to think of myself as someone who puts family first, but when my older sister’s name appears on my phone, I consider letting it go to voicemail. Until my father’s death last summer, Liddie was my closest friend. Now, however, it feels like the impasse between us is so wide it can’t be breached, and the last thing I need after a long day at work is one of her inevitable lectures about Matt.
“Everyone makes mistakes,” she says each time we speak, because to her, Matt is family—her husband’s best friend, a fixture of our adolescence. She says it feels like something’s missing when we’re all together, minus Matt. I wonder if it’s ever occurred to her that it might feel like something’s missing for me too. That when I watch her and Alex together, playing happy family with their daughter, I’m seeing where ten years with someone was supposed to wind up.
I’ve barely said hello before she starts launches into her latest ovulation/pregnancy update, yet another source of irritation for me. Not that I mind her trying to get pregnant, but her single-minded obsession with it irks me. Sometimes it seems like she didn’t even mourn our father—the funeral was barely over before she was flipping through a book of baby names, as if she’d just washed her hands of the whole thing.
“I thought I was ovulating but I did this test and it says I’m not,” she tells me. I climb onto my bed with a cup of ramen noodles. Matt thought he was being generous, letting me keep all our shitty old furniture, but I had to downsize after he left. Our king-size bed takes up so much of the room there isn’t space for anything else, and therefore serves as couch, desk and dining room table all in one. “But you know, they say when your cervical mucus gets thick—”
“Liddie, I’m eating,” I say. “And you know how I feel about the words cervical mucus. Have you talked to Charlotte?”
Our youngest sister, now in her fourth month at a residential care facility, claims she isn’t lonely there. Liddie tends to take her at her word, for reasons I can’t begin to understand. Charlotte is the same kid who told us she was fine, again and again, before swallowing an entire bottle of aspirin.
“Not this week. I’m so busy with Kaitlin during the day, and it’s hard to catch her at night. How’s the new job?”
Because she insisted this job was a terrible idea, I’ve got no choice but to claim it’s going well, though that may be a bit of a stretch—Hayes clearly didn’t think today’s stunt was quite as funny as I did. “I’m seriously being paid four grand a week to answer phones.”
“With the mouth on you, I wouldn’t count on it lasting,” she says. “I still don’t see why you had to give Mom your entire advance.”
My eyes close tight. Liddie isn’t able to help ease my family’s financial woes in any way, but she sure doesn’t mind criticizing me for trying. “I didn’t realize I wasn’t going to be able to write the book,” I reply, the words clipped. I gave my mother the advance to pay her mortgage. If I’d known I’d wind up putting all of Charlotte’s treatment on credit cards I can’t pay off, I might have thought better of it.
“You’d still have time to finish the book if you hadn’t taken the stupid job,” she says. I hear the clink of flatware in the background. “And you wouldn’t need to if you’d just ask Matt for the money. Talk to him. He’s family.”
My teeth grind so hard she can probably hear it all the way in Minnesota. “No. He’s not.”
And even if I were poisoned and Matt was the only one with the antidote, I wouldn’t take his help. If I were drowning and he threw me a flotation device, I’d use the last of my energy to give him the finger. That half of what he said at the end appears to be true doesn’t lessen my rage. I remember the fire that burned through me after we split up—I’ll show him, I said a hundred times a day. That fire is still there, but whenever I see him in a magazine or being gossiped about online, it feels as if he’s already won.
“Let him try to fix things,” she begs.
“The things he broke can’t be fixed.” Not by him, anyway. Probably not by anyone. I’ll be damned if I’m going to let him throw money at the rest of it to absolve himself of guilt.
PREORDER: bit.ly/DealDevil
READ 5 FREE: bit.ly/ReadDevilFree
June 3, 2021
A Deal With The Devil
A Deal With The Devil
Coming August 10th!
An angsty, funny enemies-to-lovers, boss-employee romance.
BLURB:
Six weeks. I can stand anything for six weeks, right?
Even being the personal assistant to Hayes Flynn, an arrogant jerk known best for his scotch habit and the way he spreads his British “charm” all over town (never with the same woman twice).
But the longer we're together, the harder he is to hate. Because under that smug exterior is a heart he doesn't want to show—one that was broken badly a decade earlier.
I’m determined to fix it for him before I leave…but can I do it without breaking my own in the process?
Coming August 10th!
An angsty, funny enemies-to-lovers, boss-employee romance.
BLURB:
Six weeks. I can stand anything for six weeks, right?
Even being the personal assistant to Hayes Flynn, an arrogant jerk known best for his scotch habit and the way he spreads his British “charm” all over town (never with the same woman twice).
But the longer we're together, the harder he is to hate. Because under that smug exterior is a heart he doesn't want to show—one that was broken badly a decade earlier.
I’m determined to fix it for him before I leave…but can I do it without breaking my own in the process?
September 12, 2020
Waking Olivia only .99!
Waking Olivia is on sale for the first time ever! This steamy college coach-student romance is still my top-selling book, four years after it was published, with over 4000 5-star reviews on Goodreads. Grab it by Thursday!
March 22, 2020
ACROSS TIME is FREE!!!
FREE UNTIL 3/26!
http://bit.ly/AXTime
Amelie Besson travels fifty years into the past...and meets her match in stubborn, irresistible vineyard owner Henri Durand.
"My top read of 2019, hands down, no questions asked." - Amazon bestselling author Maria Luis
http://bit.ly/AXTime
Amelie Besson travels fifty years into the past...and meets her match in stubborn, irresistible vineyard owner Henri Durand.
"My top read of 2019, hands down, no questions asked." - Amazon bestselling author Maria Luis
December 12, 2019
ACROSS TIME is LIVE!
Get your copy today!
Across Time
Free in KU
"Across Time is my Top Read of 2019, hands down, no questions asked."—Amazon Best-Selling Author Maria Luis
“Henri Durand might be a bit of a bad boy, but he's also so full of swoon-inducing love, compassion and fierce protectiveness that he makes me want to time travel back to 1938 so I can witness all his hero yumminess in person.”—Book Addict
Across Time
Free in KU
"Across Time is my Top Read of 2019, hands down, no questions asked."—Amazon Best-Selling Author Maria Luis
“Henri Durand might be a bit of a bad boy, but he's also so full of swoon-inducing love, compassion and fierce protectiveness that he makes me want to time travel back to 1938 so I can witness all his hero yumminess in person.”—Book Addict
June 13, 2019
Parallel is live and it's .99!
I'm so excited this book is finally here!
Nick is a neurologist whose new patient knows things about him she can't possibly know, and thinks in some other parallel world she might have been his wife. The weird thing? He remembers her too. As they work together to unravel the mystery of their shared dreams, they find history is repeating...and they might be about to lose each other all over again.
It's .99 for one week!! Grab it while it's on sale!
Nick is a neurologist whose new patient knows things about him she can't possibly know, and thinks in some other parallel world she might have been his wife. The weird thing? He remembers her too. As they work together to unravel the mystery of their shared dreams, they find history is repeating...and they might be about to lose each other all over again.
It's .99 for one week!! Grab it while it's on sale!
May 30, 2019
Parallel is coming June 13th!
I've never laid eyes on her before, but somehow I know she's mine
A beautiful patient who knows things about him she shouldn't, and insists that—in some other time—she was his wife.
The weird thing? He remembers her too.
Coming June 13th. Add it to your TBR today.
A beautiful patient who knows things about him she shouldn't, and insists that—in some other time—she was his wife.
The weird thing? He remembers her too.
Coming June 13th. Add it to your TBR today.
