Welcome to my Ten Year Anniversary BLOG HOP!!!!

July 18, 2014

Hey, there! It has been ten years since I had my first book published. It seems like forever and I remember being so nervous about Grace Under Pressure coming out. I wanted to celebrate some way, but since I can’t do much traveling right now, I wanted to give something back to the readers. So, I did this handy dandy BLOG HOP! It will be running from today through midnight PST on the 27th (which is my actual tenth anniversary!)

And, check out that GRAND PRIZE! A Mini Ipad (US residents, International get a GC from online bookstore of their choice).

Plus, make sure you pop on over to all the authors’ and blogs’ pages! Oh, and check back here every day. I *might* be offering up daily prizes if enough people are interested. Harmless Gear, Posters, lots of cool stuff! Make sure to stop on by every day!

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    Drunken Witches

    July 23, 2014

    Coming August 26th!!!!!

    Angus shook his head and stepped into the room. “I think you should stay in tonight, love.”

    Maggie frowned at him. “Quit sneaking around like that.”

    Neither Angus or Logan pointed out that they had been standing in full view for several minutes.

    “I just think in your state, you should stay home. Logan and I don’t want to unleash a couple of drunken witches on Paris.”


    Plus, don’t forget to enter the big blog hop! There is a mini ipad up for grabs!

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      A bonus excerpt from Grace Under Pressure

      July 22, 2014

      I promised it and here it is. There is a reason I love Grace. She reminds me of my time working in the history department when I was getting my BA. Colleges are their own little worlds, full of amazing people who are at times eccentric and they are always interesting.

      And, now off to one of my favorite scenes from Grace Under Pressure.

      Make sure to check out the FIRST CHAPTER on the site and it is in print and digital right now!


      “I think you need stay with me tonight. As soon as I get you into the house, I’ll go get your mutt.”

      The smile returned, but with a seductive edge. “So, you were lying to Gabriel?” It took him a second or two, then he remembered his comment about jumping her bones.

      “No. It’s probably safer at my house.” Okay, a stupid argument, but even he could not explain the surge of protectiveness threatening to black out any of the good intentions he had. She wrinkled her nose at the stupid suggestion. Okay, so even she knew it didn’t ring true. Maybe she would take pity on him, and let it pass.

      “You mean your house, across the street from mine, is safer?”

      No luck. He had no luck when it came to fooling women.

      “Your house was broken into yesterday. You have to admit that.”

      That cute little crease formed between her eyebrows like every time she was thinking. Before he knew what he was doing, he leaned over and kissed the little wrinkle. Surprised, she looked up. Then, her lips curved into a smile full of warmth and sex that shot right down to his gut. Electricity crackled between them. Her lips parted as if waiting for a kiss. Craving but not taking her had been driving him insane. He wanted her with a need that bordered on sexual obsession. He was in serious trouble, but there was nothing he could do.

      His hand slid to the nape of her neck, and tangled in those amber curls as he drew the two of them close. The minute his lips touched hers, he knew he’d lost the battle. Her lips were cool and dry, but this time he hadn’t surprised her. She had seen the kiss coming, and returned it with enthusiasm. His tongue tickled the line of her sealed lips, and she opened them without hesitation, moaning in appreciation.

      His other hand found her breast, and as he plundered her mouth, he massaged and kneaded. The fabric of her jacket hindered his exploration. Without breaking the kiss, his hand slid down the front, unbuttoning it. Once undone, his hand stole inside her jacket and he realized she wore nothing beneath but a bra, one of those lacy half-cup ones that pushed up her breasts. His finger traced the edge, while lightly skimming the flesh that pressed against it. He ignored the fact that his hand shook when he touched her. He teased her by sliding his finger into the cup and gliding it over her nipple. His balls tightened as he moved his finger to the strap, and pulled it down off her shoulder. One extra little tug, and her breast sprang free.

      She broke off the kiss, allowing her head to tip back, her eyes still closed. His lips traveled down her exposed throat, flicking his tongue against her hot flesh while his finger began to trace a circle around her nipple. She moaned, an earthy, sensual sound that slid into his stomach and down his spine. Completely genuine, that one little moan was one of the most erotic sounds he’d ever heard.

      He continued the descent down her neck to her chest and was within centimeters of devouring her nipple. There wasn’t much light inside his truck, but he could make out the puckered bud in the weak glow from one of the nearby streetlights. Blood rushed to his cock. He groaned, and took the nipple into his mouth. He suckled and licked, and her moans increased.

      A different beam of light shone through the back window of the truck. Grace let out a groan that skittered through his system. He decided to ignore it.

      “Grace,” a soft female voice said. “Are you in there?”

      Somewhere in his hormone-soaked mind, he recognized that voice. He lifted his head and looked at Grace. Her jacket was undone, her bra half off, and her beautiful rosy-brown nipple glistened from his kiss.

      Reason warred with hormones. Reason finished a distant second. He bent his head to take the nipple in his mouth, when he heard the voice again, only much closer this time.

      Then it clicked. That soft, southern voice belonged to the woman he’d rented his house from: Adrienne Michaels, with whom he’d spoken on the phone frequently enough to recognize by voice. He abruptly lifted his head.

      “Grace, honey, your mother is standing at the rear of the truck with a flashlight,” he said as he pulled the bra strap back up on Grace’s shoulder, and had to work the cup back up over that beautiful puckered nipple. He couldn’t help himself, and brushed the back of his knuckles over it, happy to see a rush of goose bumps across her chest. Hastily he buttoned her jacket, and looked at her.

      “My mother?” she asked, her voice was still husky with passion. The implication of what he said registered and her eyes widened. “My mother?” Her voice raised in worry. Her smile disappeared. “What the hell is my mother doing here?” The last question came out in a whisper, and she crouched down in her seat, trying to hide.

      “I have no idea.”

      As he reached for the door handle, her mother said, “Grace Beatrice Michaels, get out of there right now!”

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        Grace is BACK

        July 22, 2014


        Good morning! My first ever release is up for sale! Now, some of you might have noticed it isn’t widely distributed. There is a reason for that. My reissues don’t do that well on other sites, and about 99% of my sales come from Amazon for them. So, I thought for awhile I would take advantage of the new Kindle Unlimited to see if I could gain some new readers.

        Harmless, Harmless Military, Clan,  and the Santinis will all be distributed widely, but with some books that don’t sell well off Amazon, I am going to try this and see if it makes a difference. In the last month I have had books there, I have done quite well, so the experiment will continue. Since Grace Under Pressure has been in some sort of distribution since 2004, I figured it was a good candidate to try it out of the gate.

        Now, if you want to read the first chapter, go HERE! I will be posting an excerpt in just a little bit!

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          Now up for Preorder!

          July 20, 2014


          They are back and at a new low price. This will be available EVERYWHERE but is up for preorder at Amazon:

          All Ordering Options


          And, don’t forget, they will have an expanded Harmless Short available soon from Amazon!


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            THE NEW SHORTS-and some magnets to win!

            July 19, 2014

            Okay, so for the longest time I have been saying I am going to put the shorts back out.  The problem is that I make very little money on these and I write them while I can. So, with all the appointments and PT, writing time is very limited. I am going to put these out separately for right now. One will come out every 3-6 weeks or so and exclusively on Amazon. Those of you with Prime and a Kindle, you can borrow them to read and they will be part of the Kindle Unlimited.

            I will premiere the next group with a different cover treatment next week!







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            Now, I have some A Little Harmless Sex and A Little Harmless Secret magnets for two lucky folks! Just make a comment below and you get your name in the pot.

            And don’t forget to go through THE BLOG HOP for your chance at more prizes and that Mini Ipad.

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              A Preorder and a PREVIEW!

              July 17, 2014

              So, y’all know that Grace Under Pressure was my first every release, right? Well, I am happy I have the rights back and can put it out for folks to enjoy again! The links are being updated, although print and some digital are not available yet. I am only allowed preorders at some places.




              And now, for the preview! So excited to announce the MEL’S ANNIVERSARY BLOG HOP!


              There are over 30 authors and blogs participating and I am giving away a mini IPAD! There are giveaways at all the stops and I will be offering up little things every day on my blog. Make sure to stop by!

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                TBT: Sinner’s Delight

                July 10, 2014


                Sinner’s Delight

                Bounty Hunters, Inc Book Two

                All Ordering Options

                I love futuristics. I love writing them and living in that alternate world. And, I LOVE being able to create a world completely of my own making.

                The book is now available exclusively with Amazon which means if you have prime you can borrow it for free! Look for it in print coming very soon!


                “A woman in your position would do well to learn to trust at least one person, especially the one saving her cute little ass.”

                His smirk irritated her, more than she liked to admit. “A woman in my position?”

                “You’re on the run, which I am sure you are more than used to.”

                That misconception stung, as it always did when someone made it, but this hurt more than usual. Why, she didn’t really know. Maybe it was the stress of the last week that caused her to have the idiotic need to be accepted. Just once, she would love for someone to accept who she was without questioning her.

                “I don’t want to talk about it right now. And if I tell you, what’s to keep you from selling the info, or me.” His eyebrows lowered, his frown hardened. “And don’t give me that look. Would you trust just anyone who showed up? I bet not.”

                Vicentes opened his mouth to, undoubtedly, spout out another argument, when the airtrain shuddered to a stop. She watched as his argumentative pose took on the look of a predator, every muscle tensing for action. He stood and went to the door, leaning against the wall, out of view of the portal window. His hand moved to the arm holster and pulled out his gun.

                “That was fast,” she said as fear curled into her stomach, then spread through her veins. She couldn’t deny that her heart had just fallen to somewhere in the vicinity of her feet.

                Vicentes grunted, never taking his attention from the corridor outside their cabin. Nerves already overwrought from the last week stretched thinner as she waited for him to tell her it was okay. There were probably millions of reasons they would stop right out of the shoot. Maybe it was just a mechanical function, or some disturbance in their path. She knew the trains had to run a direct path to their destination, due to federal laws, so anything in its way would stop it.

                The moment that thought had popped into her mind, shouts and gunfire erupted. Vicentes practically growled. Holstering his gun, he pulled out what looked like a pen, but when he pressed a button, a tiny bright spark made her jump. He held it close to the keypad. A few bright flashes from the contact and he was pocketing his little gadget and pulling out his gun again. He spun on his heel and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her up out of the seat. She expected him to head to the door, even thought she knew they couldn’t get out that way. Instead, he went the opposite direction. Which meant she was with a mental case because the door was the only way out and he’d jammed them in. It would just figure Vic would send her someone who was insane.

                “Where –”

                “We don’t have time to debate it.” As he spoke, he raised his gun and then shot at their window. The sound of the crashing Teflavar, plastic-glass, would probably bring whoever just boarded to their cabin. A gust of icy wind filled the cabin.

                He tugged her, his fingers digging into her skin through the fabric of her sleeve. She dug in her heels which didn’t do any good because he was bigger and stronger. He ignored her and just pulled her along.

                “Just what the hell are you doing?”

                “My job.”

                A burst of gunfire just outside their door sent another wave of panic dancing down her spine, her mind spinning. He released her arm, then retrieved another gadget. After leaning outside the window, he aimed the steel cylinder and pressed a button. A cord flew out of it, but she couldn’t see where it landed. He tugged on the contraption. Then without a word, grabbed her and pulled her against him.

                He pulled more cord, wrapping it around their waists and securing it.

                “Put your arms around me and lock your hands.”

                She followed his orders, not even thinking twice about it. The tone in his voice told her he’d probably leave her to her fate if she didn’t listen to him. It wasn’t a chance she wanted to take, even if being this up close and personal with the man was driving her insane. Again, the scent of him filled her senses. Even with the danger and being scared enough to pee her pants, her body reacted. Her nipples tightened and a flush of heat chased away her chills. After sliding on a pair of gloves in quick, efficient moves, he looked at her and smiled. Before she read his intent, he leaned down, pressed his mouth to hers for a quick kiss. His tongued slid into her mouth, and before she was ready — but just long enough to make her knees turn into rubber and her body hum — he pulled back.

                “Just what the hell was that about?” She tried to sound angry, but it was hard when even she could hear the arousal in her voice.

                He reached up, grabbed hold of the cord, then looked down at her. The smile surprised and aroused her at the same time. Even with all the noise outside the door, the danger that apparently was ready to hunt them down, the world shrank away as she just stared up at him.

                “I figured if something happened and I died, I deserved a little taste of heaven before I did.”

                Then he jumped out the window, taking both of them into a free fall.


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                  A Penny for Your Thoughts

                  July 9, 2014


                  A little taste of naughty thoughts from Meg…


                  Still, it was hard to ignore the way he moved, or those long, artist’s fingers. She could just imagine what he could do with those special appendages. Lord, to feel them dance over her flesh—

                  Jack made a sound and he was looking at her strangely. Oh, bugger. The boy could definitely read thoughts from time to time

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