Thursday, February 22, 2018

BOX SET: Venusian Trilogy


VENUSIAN TRILOGY

available March 8th

In To Take a KingNicolas Callon had no idea that his life was going to change the day he turned twenty five. He had simply been hoping to spend a little time with his best friend and secret crush Cooper Walsh. But nothing turns out like he had hoped. From interfering ex-girlfriends to aliens from outer-space, Nicky’ day just goes to hell.

In To Keep a Kingthere have been a lot of changes in Nicky’s life recently. Cooper stands by his side as his lover and his champion and Nicky is learning what it means to be king of the galaxy. But not everyone is happy that Nicky has become king. Some want the throne for themselves, and some just want Nicky.

In To Love a Kinglearning he was king of the universe was traumatic, but Nicky learned to deal with it. He even learned to deal with the fact that his lover was more than he was before. But, apparently, someone else is interested in what Cooper has become and they need Nicky out of the way to get to him.

http://www.bookstrand.com/book/the-venusian-trilogy

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RELEASE DAY: Gold Star Heart


GOLD STAR HEART
Cade Creek 16

available now
Cary James came to Cade Creek to find his twin brother and escape a killer, but trouble followed him, putting both his life and his younger brother's life in danger. In an unfamiliar place with no idea where to turn, Cary does the only thing he can think of. He turns to a gorgeous deputy with a heart of gold.

Deputy Eddie Fletcher never dreamed when he was sent out on a call that he would be meet the man of his dreams, but that was exactly what Cary was. He was smart and sexy and in trouble, but before Eddie can even think of pursuing the man, he has to keep him alive. Cary's life is a nightmare and he needs more help than Eddie can give him. Luckily, Eddie knows a few good people to call.

http://www.bookstrand.com/book/gold-star-heart

Wednesday, February 21, 2018

FINISHED & SUBMITTED: Operation Foxtrot


OPERATION FOXTROT
Geek Squad 2
coming March 2018
I was a pretty boy. Everyone said so. I had the right looks for the modeling business and I'd made a lot of money plastering my face all over the world. I had a brain, too, but no one seemed to notice anything beyond my good looks. It was aggravating when they didn't.
I wanted Sgt. Dennis Cooper to notice. I wanted him to see my pretty face and realize I could carrying on an intelligent conversation at the same time. I wanted him to want me the way I wanted him. It was frustrating when he didn't.
When someone else does notice, keeping Cooper safe from them becomes more important than proving to the man that I was as smart as I was pretty. It was just too bad Cooper didn't seem interested.
STORY EXCERPT
If I had to smile at one more idiot or shake one more clammy hand, I was going to scream. Why my agent had suggested I attend this stupid party, I would never know. I was really starting to think I needed to find a new agent. I was nothing but window dressing at this damn thing.
The number of people who thought they could feel me up because I was a model was staggering. I was pretty sure I had bruises on my ass from being pinched so many times. And if one more person tried to get their hands down my pants, I was going to hurt someone.
This was ridiculous. I had been at this party for over two hours already, and I was so ready to go home. I glanced at my watch. It was only eleven. The party would not doubt go on until the wee hours of the morning. I had a shoot in the morning. I couldn't do wee hours. The photographer would have my ass in a sling if I had bags under my eyes.
Maybe I could slide out without anyone catching me. It wasn't like I'd be missed. This party was all about being pretty. There were at least ten models here who were by far more attractive than me. I wasn't even the most attractive waiter. Soon enough, there would be someone prettier than me to take my place and I wouldn't have to endure these horrid cocktail parties.
I hated them.
I wasn't putting myself down. I knew I had the right looks for this business. My hefty bank account attested to that. Most models made about what I did. I just invested better than most, and didn't spend frivolously.
It wasn't like I needed all that much. I had a spacious loft apartment. I had gotten it cheap because it was above a Cuban restaurant. The smells were intoxicating. The music was lively, but played all too late in the evening.
Strangely enough, I had grown used to it.
There was always some sort of buffet on the shoots, so I ate relatively cheap. I didn't own a television, but I had the top of the line computer set-up. My biggest expense was my sweater budget. As most of my clothes were provided for my shoots, I didn't need much else. I usually showed up for shoots in my jeans and sweaters.
I had a strong addiction to cashmere. I liked how soft it was, how it felt against my skin. I liked how it made me feel. Cable-knit was my next favorite. I owned three pairs of well worn jeans. I had over forty sweaters. Five Armani suits. Two tuxedos.
I didn't even want to contemplate how many pairs of shoes I had.
I didn't indulge in drugs or over-drinking. I wore one piece of jewelry, a silver bracelet given to me by my grandma before she passed away. I never took it off, even for photo shoots. I didn't travel all that often, and when I did, my travel expenses were paid for by whoever I was modeling for. I had actually been around the world on someone else's dime a couple of times.
The trip to South America a few months back had been all on me. Just knowing my cousin Hank was really alive, and now living happily with his boyfriend made any amount of money I had spent chartering a plane and arranging everything more than worth it.
No matter how much I'd had to dip into my savings to pay for that trip, I didn't regret one bit of it, except the car. I regretted that damn car...if it could be called a car.
Metal box from hell came easily to mind.
I was going to regret a whole of a lot more if I didn't get some fresh air. The air inside was stagnant, stale, and filled with the overwhelming stench of smoke and sweat. I moved toward the balcony. It was a bit chilly to be outside, but if I didn't, I was going to gag.
I pushed open the double glass doors leading to the balcony and stepped through them. I took in a deep breath of fresh, clean air—or at least what qualified as clean air in the city—and realized almost immediately that I wasn't the only one out here.
I could smell at least four...no, five people out here, and one of them smelled very familiar—and delicious. I craned my neck to get a better view of the balcony. It was actually quite a large space with several different seating areas, an infinity pool, and an unmanned bar.
The sound of a scuffle reached me. Considering who I was scenting, that couldn't be good. I moved around the large wall divider and spotted several men standing by one of the seating areas. They did not look as if they were having a friendly conversation.
I tilted my head and lifted my ear toward them, shamelessly eavesdropping.
"Who are you?" someone snapped. "Why are you here?"
"I told you. I was just out here having a cigarette."
The sound of flesh hitting flesh made me wince.
"Who are you? What did you hear?"
When I heard the unmistakable sound of a gun being cocked, I knew I had to do something. All of my instincts were screaming at me. Considering who—or rather what—I was, that was saying a lot.
"Darling," I called out as I stepped around the corner. "Are you done with your cigarette yet? I'd like to head home."
I plastered one of my award winning smiles on my face as I strolled toward the small group of men. "There you are, love. Are you ready to head home yet? I have a shoot in the morning. I need my beauty sleep."
When I reached the men standing there staring at me, I sent them all a friendly smile before leaning leaned up and pressing a kiss to the lips of Sgt. Dennis Cooper.
My eyes widened just a bit when I felt an electrical zing zip through me at the contact.
I hadn't been expecting that.

Sunday, February 11, 2018

AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER: Gold Star Heart


GOLD STAR HEART
Cade Creek 16

coming February 22nd
Cary James came to Cade Creek to find his twin brother and escape a killer, but trouble followed him, putting both his life and his younger brother's life in danger. In an unfamiliar place with no idea where to turn, Cary does the only thing he can think of. He turns to a gorgeous deputy with a heart of gold.

Deputy Eddie Fletcher never dreamed when he was sent out on a call that he would be meet the man of his dreams, but that was exactly what Cary was. He was smart and sexy and in trouble, but before Eddie can even think of pursuing the man, he has to keep him alive. Cary's life is a nightmare and he needs more help than Eddie can give him. Luckily, Eddie knows a few good people to call.

http://www.bookstrand.com/book/gold-star-heart