A short erotic romance through the magical Irish countryside….
After a bad breakup, Audrey flies to Ireland hoping to start a new chapter in her life. She’d like to write about the food and culture there, but wouldn’t mind finding a little romance in the process. All along the way she enjoys lovely adventures in the beautiful villages and countryside, yet her expedition is being haunted by a strange Celtic symbol. Is it just a coincidence, or is her journey being guided by some unseen mystical force? And will it lead her into danger or into the arms of her soul mate?
Excerpt: One of his hands splayed over the lower half of her tummy, so agonizingly close to where she wanted him. Her breath caught in her throat, escaping in a tremulous gasp as fingertips just dipped beneath the lacey edge of cloth. Audrey bolted awake, her body arching up to meet a hand that was no longer there. For a moment she could only sit their gasping, her body feverish and her skin hypersensitive, begging to be touched. “Damn!”
The oldest of nine children, I was tutored at home during childhood, first by my mother and then a German woman with a passion for science and history.
I could never find enough books to keep my mind busy, even with the vast library that my father kept. I wrote my first short stories around the age of nine, and was completing full length manuscripts by the age of twelve.
I left home around fourteen or fifteen, staying with family and friends among the western States. As the years passed I continued to read everything I could lay hands on.
In adulthood I began building towards a career in criminal justice, particularly criminal psychology. I received various certifications, awards and schooling in the field before discovering parapsychology and finding myself drawn into the mystery of the mind.
A received a PhD in Parapsychology but continued working towards a future in criminal justice until a car accident in 2005 left me with a traumatic brain injury and learning how to walk again in a swimming pool.
After two years of physical therapy I knew that my body was no longer capable of supporting the rigors of the career I'd chosen. Then, when my mother discovered some of my old manuscripts in her basement, I decided to try writing once more.
I've released a couple of romance novels I wrote as a youth, but have also published some more recently completed erotica.
I have a large harddrive full of unpublished stories and novels, some from childhood and some from more recent. I hope to eventually offer them on my website (if nowhere else) to let others enjoy watching a daydreaming little girl mature into adulthood - through her writing.