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September 30, 2017
The Smith Brothers are coming!
After teasing you for so long about my secret project(s), I've decided it's time to finally give it up!
September 25, 2017
Exclusive excerpt: BROKEN REBEL!
BROKEN REBEL, book #2 in the Lawless Kings series, is just two weeks away! I thought that was the perfect time to give you an extra long teaser! Enjoy!!
Excerpt:
The underwear I’d selected were lace, sheer, and hid nothing. I knew the minute he got an eyeful of my surprise when he growled, and the fork he’d finally picked up clattered to the breakfast bar.
“Ruby,” he choked out.
“Hmm?”
His boots thudded against the hardwood floor again as he moved toward me, then he was there, staring down at me, not even trying to pretend he wasn’t looking where he was looking. Exactly where I wanted him to look.
“You shaved?”
I shivered at the rough edge to his voice and shook my head. “Waxed.” Sliding my fingers down the front, I pushed my underwear down, just a little. “See? Can’t get much smoother than that.” I pulled my hand free and propped it back behind my head.
He didn’t move.
“Um . . . Neco?”
“Yeah?” His voice was so deep, it vibrated right through me.
“You’re blocking the TV.”
His eyes lifted to mine—oh yeah, he was affected—then back down. His hand shot out and without a word, he grabbed the remote and flicked off the TV.
“Hey, I was watching that.”
He still didn’t speak, his big hand dropping to my belly, to the exposed strip of skin there, his fingers rough as they coasted across—then down.
One broad finger dipped below the lace, like mine had, and moved back and forth. My breath hitched when he hooked the top and tugged the elastic down so he could get a better look.
He growled, and that finger dipped lower still, then finally slid directly over the plain black heart inked there.
I held my breath.
“When did you get this?”
It was time, and suddenly I didn’t feel quite so confident.
Shoving aside my nerves, I stared up at him, watching him study the small heart. “On my eighteenth birthday.” I took a steadying breath and carried on. “The one under it . . . on my seventeenth.”
His finger didn’t stop sliding gently over my skin, but his eyes lifted to mine. “Under it?”
“Yeah.” I licked my dry lips.
“You covered it?”
“Mmmhmm.”
“Why?”
“You ever heard of a purity ring?”
He frowned.
“Some people make the decision to hold off on having sex, you know, hold out for the right guy, husband . . . whatever . . . and they wear a gold ring. It’s a symbol of their commitment to stay pure for their future partner, and I guess so everyone knows that’s how they feel.”
“Okay,” he said, voice gruff.
“Well, what’s under the heart was kind of mine.” I forced myself to go on. “You remember Kimba?”
“Your crazy-ass friend in high school?”
“Yep, the very one.” That made me smile. “We were drinking, celebrating my birthday. She wanted to go out, find some guys to hook up with. She thought it was time to punch my V card.”
His eyes darkened, nose flaring. He didn’t like that idea. Not one bit.
I pushed on. “I didn’t agree. I convinced her to come with me to get new ink.” I motioned the heart he was still stroking, every swipe lifting goose bumps over my whole body. “It was the second tattoo I got.” Exactly a year after I got the Superman symbol representing Neco and what he meant to me. “My own version of a purity ring.”
He frowned harder. “Why’d you cover it?”
“A year after I got it, I realized I was wasting my time, my life, and decided to cover it and move on.”
He swallowed hard, Adam’s apple sliding up and down his throat. “You were still a virgin?”
“Yes.” My pulse started racing like crazy.
The hand not touching me was curled in a fist, veins, tendons, and muscles bulging. “When did you lose it?”
“Same night I got the heart.” I bit my lip. “Just some random guy, so I could get it over and done with.”
Another swipe of his finger. “What was it?”
“What was what?” I knew exactly what he was asking. I was stalling.
“The ink.”
“It was script.” My heart was going to beat out of my chest.
“What did it say?”
I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Neco.”
His finger stilled, and his massive chest started pumping, nostrils flaring . . .
Then he just . . . dropped to his knees, cursing rough and low. A second later, his lips were pressed against the small black heart as he gripped the sides of my thong and dragged them down my legs.
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Excerpt:
The underwear I’d selected were lace, sheer, and hid nothing. I knew the minute he got an eyeful of my surprise when he growled, and the fork he’d finally picked up clattered to the breakfast bar.
“Ruby,” he choked out.
“Hmm?”
His boots thudded against the hardwood floor again as he moved toward me, then he was there, staring down at me, not even trying to pretend he wasn’t looking where he was looking. Exactly where I wanted him to look.
“You shaved?”
I shivered at the rough edge to his voice and shook my head. “Waxed.” Sliding my fingers down the front, I pushed my underwear down, just a little. “See? Can’t get much smoother than that.” I pulled my hand free and propped it back behind my head.
He didn’t move.
“Um . . . Neco?”
“Yeah?” His voice was so deep, it vibrated right through me.
“You’re blocking the TV.”
His eyes lifted to mine—oh yeah, he was affected—then back down. His hand shot out and without a word, he grabbed the remote and flicked off the TV.
“Hey, I was watching that.”
He still didn’t speak, his big hand dropping to my belly, to the exposed strip of skin there, his fingers rough as they coasted across—then down.
One broad finger dipped below the lace, like mine had, and moved back and forth. My breath hitched when he hooked the top and tugged the elastic down so he could get a better look.
He growled, and that finger dipped lower still, then finally slid directly over the plain black heart inked there.
I held my breath.
“When did you get this?”
It was time, and suddenly I didn’t feel quite so confident.
Shoving aside my nerves, I stared up at him, watching him study the small heart. “On my eighteenth birthday.” I took a steadying breath and carried on. “The one under it . . . on my seventeenth.”
His finger didn’t stop sliding gently over my skin, but his eyes lifted to mine. “Under it?”
“Yeah.” I licked my dry lips.
“You covered it?”
“Mmmhmm.”
“Why?”
“You ever heard of a purity ring?”
He frowned.
“Some people make the decision to hold off on having sex, you know, hold out for the right guy, husband . . . whatever . . . and they wear a gold ring. It’s a symbol of their commitment to stay pure for their future partner, and I guess so everyone knows that’s how they feel.”
“Okay,” he said, voice gruff.
“Well, what’s under the heart was kind of mine.” I forced myself to go on. “You remember Kimba?”
“Your crazy-ass friend in high school?”
“Yep, the very one.” That made me smile. “We were drinking, celebrating my birthday. She wanted to go out, find some guys to hook up with. She thought it was time to punch my V card.”
His eyes darkened, nose flaring. He didn’t like that idea. Not one bit.
I pushed on. “I didn’t agree. I convinced her to come with me to get new ink.” I motioned the heart he was still stroking, every swipe lifting goose bumps over my whole body. “It was the second tattoo I got.” Exactly a year after I got the Superman symbol representing Neco and what he meant to me. “My own version of a purity ring.”
He frowned harder. “Why’d you cover it?”
“A year after I got it, I realized I was wasting my time, my life, and decided to cover it and move on.”
He swallowed hard, Adam’s apple sliding up and down his throat. “You were still a virgin?”
“Yes.” My pulse started racing like crazy.
The hand not touching me was curled in a fist, veins, tendons, and muscles bulging. “When did you lose it?”
“Same night I got the heart.” I bit my lip. “Just some random guy, so I could get it over and done with.”
Another swipe of his finger. “What was it?”
“What was what?” I knew exactly what he was asking. I was stalling.
“The ink.”
“It was script.” My heart was going to beat out of my chest.
“What did it say?”
I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Neco.”
His finger stilled, and his massive chest started pumping, nostrils flaring . . .
Then he just . . . dropped to his knees, cursing rough and low. A second later, his lips were pressed against the small black heart as he gripped the sides of my thong and dragged them down my legs.
Preorder BROKEN REBELAugust 1, 2017
COVER REVEAL: Broken Rebel!!
I've been keeping this super hot cover all to myself for a while now and it's been a serious struggle not to share it with you! Buuuuuut today, is finally the day! BROKEN REBEL is the second book in the Lawless Kings series and is Neco and Ruby's story.
Ruby is definitely the kind of heroine who knows what she wants and she's not going to let anyone get in her way, not even Neco - who has a tendency to be a little, um...overprotective ;) Thankfully, Ruby is more than a match for him.
I hope you love it as much as I do!
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Ruby is definitely the kind of heroine who knows what she wants and she's not going to let anyone get in her way, not even Neco - who has a tendency to be a little, um...overprotective ;) Thankfully, Ruby is more than a match for him.
I hope you love it as much as I do!
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May 1, 2017
COVER REVEAL!
I'm crazy excited to finally share ALL THE GOOD THINGS about my next release, SHATTERED KING! The first book in my new Lawless Kings series will release June 27th! Yes, next month! Yay! This book is dark and emotional and super sexy, and I can't wait to share it with you! 
What if the man you love hated you more with every breath he took?
SHATTERED KING is an intense, ultra-sexy standalone novel set in the world of the Lawless Kings. Sherilee Gray’s raw, hard, beautiful, deeply-emotional voice will leave readers breathless.
“Shattered King is a sexy, beautiful second chance love story... a truly enjoyable read.” - Sawyer Bennett, New York Times bestselling author
He’s out to get revenge for a crime he didn’t commit…
Hunter King just got out of prison. Incarcerated for three years as an innocent man, his rage against the people who put him there knows no bounds. First up on his list of vengeance: the woman who betrayed him years ago. The woman he loved fiercely, the one bright light in his otherwise hard, ruthless life. She has information he needs. And he’s going to kidnap her, hold her hostage, in order to get it. But one look into Lulu’s eyes unleashes the true beast within. Hunter’s never hated anyone this deeply, or wanted any woman this badly.
Lulu had no choice: Either help send Hunter to prison, or see him destroyed. She couldn’t do that to the man she loved. Couldn’t do it to the father of her child. But Hunter was locked away before he had a chance to learn about his son—and a hard layer of despair has formed around his heart that she’s desperate to crack. And if Hunter is to give himself and Lulu a second chance at love, he needs to find a way past his darkest demons.
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What if the man you love hated you more with every breath he took?
SHATTERED KING is an intense, ultra-sexy standalone novel set in the world of the Lawless Kings. Sherilee Gray’s raw, hard, beautiful, deeply-emotional voice will leave readers breathless.
“Shattered King is a sexy, beautiful second chance love story... a truly enjoyable read.” - Sawyer Bennett, New York Times bestselling author
He’s out to get revenge for a crime he didn’t commit…
Hunter King just got out of prison. Incarcerated for three years as an innocent man, his rage against the people who put him there knows no bounds. First up on his list of vengeance: the woman who betrayed him years ago. The woman he loved fiercely, the one bright light in his otherwise hard, ruthless life. She has information he needs. And he’s going to kidnap her, hold her hostage, in order to get it. But one look into Lulu’s eyes unleashes the true beast within. Hunter’s never hated anyone this deeply, or wanted any woman this badly.
Lulu had no choice: Either help send Hunter to prison, or see him destroyed. She couldn’t do that to the man she loved. Couldn’t do it to the father of her child. But Hunter was locked away before he had a chance to learn about his son—and a hard layer of despair has formed around his heart that she’s desperate to crack. And if Hunter is to give himself and Lulu a second chance at love, he needs to find a way past his darkest demons.
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September 5, 2016
BREAKING HIM out now!
BREAKING HIM is live!
WARNING: The heat level in this one is off the charts ;)
This book is a standalone erotic romance featuring Elijah Hays - my quietly spoken, alpha hero, who also happens to be a virgin, and Abigail Smith - struggling ranch owner, his boss, and the woman he desperately wants!
Here's the blurb:
Folks in town call him a monster—say he’s dangerous. But I know him simply as Elijah Hays, the quiet, gentle giant who works with the horses on my ranch. I can feel him watching me, that steady intense gaze making me crave things I don’t quite understand, burn in a way that frightens me. He’s always kept his distance…until that night.
I remember him coming to my rescue, me following him into the barn, giving him his first taste of a woman, and his inexperienced yet barely reined touch turning me to ash.
Now all I can think about is exposing the dark desire I see deep inside him—having him turn those dark desires on me. That low, gritty voice rasping orders in my ear. Those huge, rough hands holding me down when a storm blows in.
I want his surrender. His control. I want to break him…and have him break me…
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WARNING: The heat level in this one is off the charts ;)
This book is a standalone erotic romance featuring Elijah Hays - my quietly spoken, alpha hero, who also happens to be a virgin, and Abigail Smith - struggling ranch owner, his boss, and the woman he desperately wants!
Here's the blurb:
Folks in town call him a monster—say he’s dangerous. But I know him simply as Elijah Hays, the quiet, gentle giant who works with the horses on my ranch. I can feel him watching me, that steady intense gaze making me crave things I don’t quite understand, burn in a way that frightens me. He’s always kept his distance…until that night.
I remember him coming to my rescue, me following him into the barn, giving him his first taste of a woman, and his inexperienced yet barely reined touch turning me to ash.
Now all I can think about is exposing the dark desire I see deep inside him—having him turn those dark desires on me. That low, gritty voice rasping orders in my ear. Those huge, rough hands holding me down when a storm blows in.
I want his surrender. His control. I want to break him…and have him break me…
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July 22, 2016
SPIN! OUT NOW!
SPIN IS HEEEEERE!
It's finally release day for SPIN! This sizzling hot romance features yummy tattooed car thief Joe Colton and his sexy nemesis, Darcey Connors ;) I LOVE a good enemies to lovers story and I can't wait to share Joe and Darcey's story with you!
He never planned on falling for the enemy…
Indebted to a local crime boss thanks to their father’s gambling debts, mechanic Joe Colton and his brother have been forced to steal cars for three soul-killing years. But when Joe saves the man’s niece from police – the same deliciously hot-blooded woman sabotaging their efforts to clear the debt – it’s time to negotiate new terms. And discover why, that one night, she burned him with a kiss then ran…
Darcey Connors will do anything to get her baby brother away from the criminals in her family – even screw up a good man’s life. Yet in the midst of tailing Joe, she somehow falls hard for the sexy tattooed car thief. Nothing can happen between them, but she owes him big time, and if he’s going it alone, she is going to help. As long as no one ever finds out – not Joe, her family, the police – or she could lose everything.
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It's finally release day for SPIN! This sizzling hot romance features yummy tattooed car thief Joe Colton and his sexy nemesis, Darcey Connors ;) I LOVE a good enemies to lovers story and I can't wait to share Joe and Darcey's story with you!
He never planned on falling for the enemy…
Indebted to a local crime boss thanks to their father’s gambling debts, mechanic Joe Colton and his brother have been forced to steal cars for three soul-killing years. But when Joe saves the man’s niece from police – the same deliciously hot-blooded woman sabotaging their efforts to clear the debt – it’s time to negotiate new terms. And discover why, that one night, she burned him with a kiss then ran…
Darcey Connors will do anything to get her baby brother away from the criminals in her family – even screw up a good man’s life. Yet in the midst of tailing Joe, she somehow falls hard for the sexy tattooed car thief. Nothing can happen between them, but she owes him big time, and if he’s going it alone, she is going to help. As long as no one ever finds out – not Joe, her family, the police – or she could lose everything.
AMAZON: http://amzn.to/29rnd8l
iTUNES: http://apple.co/29txe3p
KOBO: http://bit.ly/2a0qcVI
NOOK: http://bit.ly/29rnQxE
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May 6, 2016
SPIN excerpt!
I'm editing SPIN (Boosted Hearts #2) today and found a fun excerpt to share. Hugh and Joe and a bit of brotherly banter ;)
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Hugh scratched his beard. “So you think she’s into you?”
“What is this, high school?” Still, the question bounced around his skull. She may have tried to give him the short sharp shift, but after the way they’d blown up together, the way she’d held onto him while she slept, wrapped around him like she never wanted to let go? Yeah, she was into him. She just didn’t want to admit it to herself, or him.
He took a sip of his coffee and leaned back in his seat. “I believe the feeling’s mutual.” He shrugged. “Whether or not that matters remains to be seen.”
Hugh sat back as well. “It may not seem like it now.” He grinned again, wide as fuck. “Yanno, with your nuts feeling like overinflated water balloons, but you won’t regret putting in the hard yards, bro. I promise you that.”
As nice as Hugh’s fairytale sounded. Darcey wasn’t Shay. The two woman couldn’t be more different, and right now, his brother was buried so deep in unicorn farts he couldn’t see which way was up.
“That sounds sweet and all. Unfortunately, not everyone gets their princess, asshole. But I thank you for your sage advise. You know, from all your relationship experience.”
Before Shay, Hugh had avoided relationships like ringworm. Now all of a sudden he was an expert.
“This is true. Not everyone does. But if you don’t work your ass off to get that happily ever after, you can bet it sure as fuck will never happen.”
“Who says I want that? You’re assuming I want to end up like you.”
Hugh jerked back, like his words didn’t make sense. “Why the hell wouldn’t you?”
He brother was genuinely confused, so damn loved up he wanted everyone else the same. And yeah, Joe was lying to himself, and Hugh. He wanted that, of course he did, but no way was he owning up to it. He’d had enough humiliation the last few days, fuck you very much.
“I think my princess just sees the frog, and she’s right, I’m sure as hell not anyone’s prince.”
Hugh let out a long rough breath, ready to jump into another monologue about the virtues of love. “Joe…”
Joe stood, cutting him off. “Give it a rest, Dr. Phil. Besides all this talking in fairytale metaphors is giving me a goddamn migraine.”
Hugh stood as well and lifted his hands in surrender. “Whatever, man. Just know I’m here if you need me.”
Yeah, he knew. He’d always known. That’s why he loved the big bastard so damn much. Why he’d do what he had to to repay him for all he’d done. Ignoring the pang he felt in his chest, he winked. “Thanks, sweetie, you’re the best.”
“Dick,” Hugh grumbled as they headed out to the workshop.
“More like the giant pork-sword of death.”
“Jesus.”
“The Italian sausage lance of love.”
“Quit it.”
“The frankfurter Claymore of fulfillment.”
“No more.”
“The honey-pot slayer of…” One of Hugh’s giant, meaty palms whacked him upside the head. “Ow! Shit.”
His brother scowled. “I get it, I’ll leave you to wallow in your own crap and stay the hell out of it.”
Joe smirked and headed to the car he’d been working on. And while he worked, he thought about what his brother said. Usually, the guys advice was pretty crap. But in this, he might actually be right about something. He wanted Darcey, and he knew damn well she wanted him back, he just had to convince her to let him in. There were risks, it was more than likely the dumbest idea he’d ever had, going after her, putting in the “hard yards” but he had to try. He couldn’t just let this go. Let her go.
It made no sense, there was a lot they didn’t know about each other. Still, he knew she was it for him. He just—did. And the only way to convince her she was his princess, was to slay some of those dragons circling her. Kiss her awake from her nightmare.
Shit, now he was back to fucking fairytales.
His brother had a lot to goddamn answer for.
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Hugh scratched his beard. “So you think she’s into you?”
“What is this, high school?” Still, the question bounced around his skull. She may have tried to give him the short sharp shift, but after the way they’d blown up together, the way she’d held onto him while she slept, wrapped around him like she never wanted to let go? Yeah, she was into him. She just didn’t want to admit it to herself, or him.
He took a sip of his coffee and leaned back in his seat. “I believe the feeling’s mutual.” He shrugged. “Whether or not that matters remains to be seen.”
Hugh sat back as well. “It may not seem like it now.” He grinned again, wide as fuck. “Yanno, with your nuts feeling like overinflated water balloons, but you won’t regret putting in the hard yards, bro. I promise you that.”
As nice as Hugh’s fairytale sounded. Darcey wasn’t Shay. The two woman couldn’t be more different, and right now, his brother was buried so deep in unicorn farts he couldn’t see which way was up.
“That sounds sweet and all. Unfortunately, not everyone gets their princess, asshole. But I thank you for your sage advise. You know, from all your relationship experience.”
Before Shay, Hugh had avoided relationships like ringworm. Now all of a sudden he was an expert.
“This is true. Not everyone does. But if you don’t work your ass off to get that happily ever after, you can bet it sure as fuck will never happen.”
“Who says I want that? You’re assuming I want to end up like you.”
Hugh jerked back, like his words didn’t make sense. “Why the hell wouldn’t you?”
He brother was genuinely confused, so damn loved up he wanted everyone else the same. And yeah, Joe was lying to himself, and Hugh. He wanted that, of course he did, but no way was he owning up to it. He’d had enough humiliation the last few days, fuck you very much.
“I think my princess just sees the frog, and she’s right, I’m sure as hell not anyone’s prince.”
Hugh let out a long rough breath, ready to jump into another monologue about the virtues of love. “Joe…”
Joe stood, cutting him off. “Give it a rest, Dr. Phil. Besides all this talking in fairytale metaphors is giving me a goddamn migraine.”
Hugh stood as well and lifted his hands in surrender. “Whatever, man. Just know I’m here if you need me.”
Yeah, he knew. He’d always known. That’s why he loved the big bastard so damn much. Why he’d do what he had to to repay him for all he’d done. Ignoring the pang he felt in his chest, he winked. “Thanks, sweetie, you’re the best.”
“Dick,” Hugh grumbled as they headed out to the workshop.
“More like the giant pork-sword of death.”
“Jesus.”
“The Italian sausage lance of love.”
“Quit it.”
“The frankfurter Claymore of fulfillment.”
“No more.”
“The honey-pot slayer of…” One of Hugh’s giant, meaty palms whacked him upside the head. “Ow! Shit.”
His brother scowled. “I get it, I’ll leave you to wallow in your own crap and stay the hell out of it.”
Joe smirked and headed to the car he’d been working on. And while he worked, he thought about what his brother said. Usually, the guys advice was pretty crap. But in this, he might actually be right about something. He wanted Darcey, and he knew damn well she wanted him back, he just had to convince her to let him in. There were risks, it was more than likely the dumbest idea he’d ever had, going after her, putting in the “hard yards” but he had to try. He couldn’t just let this go. Let her go.
It made no sense, there was a lot they didn’t know about each other. Still, he knew she was it for him. He just—did. And the only way to convince her she was his princess, was to slay some of those dragons circling her. Kiss her awake from her nightmare.
Shit, now he was back to fucking fairytales.
His brother had a lot to goddamn answer for.
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April 26, 2016
SWERVE out now! Only 99c!
It's finally release day for SWERVE, the first book in my new Boosted Hearts series! I'm so excited for you to read Hugh and Shay's story.
And more exciting news! For release week only, you can grab a copy for just 99c!
I also have a giveaway running! Enter for the chance to win an Amazon gift card below! :-)
He’ll risk it all for one more night…
When Hugh Colton’s father ran off, leaving him with a pile of gambling debts and a crime boss demanding repayment in stolen cars, his options were limited. Now his life’s on hold, and the last thing he needs to be worrying about is a distressed redhead in a Poison Ivy costume. He sure as hell shouldn’t be rescuing her in the car he’s just boosted—or asking her to come home with him. But a thief like him can’t offer more, no matter how much he wants to.
Everyone either leaves or is taken away, at least that’s all graphics designer Shay Freestone has ever known. And after a confidence shattering, career destroying break-up, she’s sworn off relationships forever. So it’s a good thing this raw, bearded, mountain of a man isn’t her type. Yet as one reckless hot night leads to another, their casual, no-strings affair starts to feel like so much more.
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And more exciting news! For release week only, you can grab a copy for just 99c!
I also have a giveaway running! Enter for the chance to win an Amazon gift card below! :-)
He’ll risk it all for one more night… When Hugh Colton’s father ran off, leaving him with a pile of gambling debts and a crime boss demanding repayment in stolen cars, his options were limited. Now his life’s on hold, and the last thing he needs to be worrying about is a distressed redhead in a Poison Ivy costume. He sure as hell shouldn’t be rescuing her in the car he’s just boosted—or asking her to come home with him. But a thief like him can’t offer more, no matter how much he wants to.
Everyone either leaves or is taken away, at least that’s all graphics designer Shay Freestone has ever known. And after a confidence shattering, career destroying break-up, she’s sworn off relationships forever. So it’s a good thing this raw, bearded, mountain of a man isn’t her type. Yet as one reckless hot night leads to another, their casual, no-strings affair starts to feel like so much more.
Can two hearts with too many secrets dare for a future?Amazon
B&N
iBooks
Kobo
Goodreads
Giveaway!a Rafflecopter giveaway
March 28, 2016
Cover Reveal!! SPIN (Boosted Hearts #2)
Here is the gorgeous cover for SPIN, the second book in my Boosted Hearts series! I'm kinda...okay, totally in love with him...ah, it ;) If all goes to plan, SPIN will release early June, following SWERVE's release on April 26!
February 8, 2016
WRECKED is here!
The final book in the Axle Alley Vipers series is finally here! I'm going to miss these characters a lot. The whole series was so much fun to write. I totally fell for the feisty women on Axle Alley! And their heroes weren't too bad either ;)
But most of all I want to thank all the fabulous readers and reviewers who took the time to read the books, and who loved the series enough to go out of their way to let me know. Thank you so so much! You guys are the best!
I hope you love Cole and Piper as much as I loved writing them!
Buy Links Goodreads He's driving her crazy...Piper West is finally on her own, and it's time to get crazy. Except that her overprotective big bro has enlisted his ex-cop best friend to keep an eye on his baby sister. With every move monitored and reported back, Piper's life has gone from "going crazy" to "being driven crazy." But a searing-hot kiss with her sexy and scarred watchdog is just the game-changer she needs...
Cole Black owes Piper's brother big-time, but there's nothing easy about his new assignment. Piper is all feisty sexiness and curves meant to tempt a man beyond reason, and Cole can't stop himself. Now he's caught up in a hunger like nothing he's ever known, and he can't get enough...
Even if Piper's the one girl he's not allowed to have.
