Archive | April 21, 2018

From Me to You ~ To write or to READ?

Okay, I woke up at 400 am, read a bit and then started laundry. By 600 am, I was on my second load of laundry, showered, dressed, ate and sat down to write.

So, one paragraph later I keep thinking about the book I had finished. There were at least two more in the series that I needed to get. THEN when stalking the author’s facebook page, I found out one of my favorite characters in the book had a story. Not just one but three!

These really are NOT standalones. You have to read one and then the other. So I have two more to get through to read the three, lol. So five books. I could do it, I have no plans this weekend. Other than writing my OWN book!

If you are wondering about the addicting series, it is the King series by TM Frazier. Dark romance, which is a bit of an addiction for me! I couldn’t help but read it.

So, read or write, read or write?

THAT’S my dilemma.

I want to do both. I think, I can read and when I’m done I’ll write. Sounds good, right? But what if I’m in a book coma? C’mon, you know what I mean! I’m so deep in that book world I don’t want to come out. It happens. That shit is real!

I could write, set a goal, but I keep wanting to crack open Lawless and read Bear’s story. Gah!

I think I’ll head out of the house (because Paw Patrol is blaring!) Go to the coffee shop and write. Meet a goal, any goal! Have a nice tasty cup of Enchantment (latte with white chocolate and creme de menthe) and write. Leave my kindle at home, lol.

This could work-if there is nothing going on. No vendor sales, no farmer’s market, no meetings or singers. That is usually just Saturday mornings! This is a very busy coffee shop! If it is too busy, I could try the new shop in town. But it doesn’t look as comfortable. I suppose I won’t know unless I try.

And really, I left poor Crag hungry and chasing after his mate once again.

His stomach growled. Pretty soon he was going to have to find something to eat. Checking to make sure he still followed Faith’s enticing aroma, Crag decided that food was in order. She’d have to stop for the night. Once he’d eaten, he would just keep going until he found her.

Backtracking, Crag found a spot where he could shift and fly out. Branches dragged at his wings, catching at his legs as he burst from the sky. Glancing down, he looked, trying to see Faith. Shaking his head he flew away. He didn’t want her to see him, to be afraid of him.

Logically he knew that he would eventually have to tell her. But Faith seemed a little more intense than her sister. Somehow, Crag was pretty sure that if he changed Faith without telling her, he would regret it the rest of his life.

Decisions, decisions. I want coffee, so I guess I’ll go write for a bit!

One night she’ll never forget!

One night he doesn’t remember – One night she’ll never forget!

A Sailor’s Delight

Lee Santiago went from one mistake to the next. When a friend dies, exposing his mortality all too well Lee’s family steps in to force him to make something of himself. He can’t be a party boy all his life and if he wants to sign his life away, it will be on the dotted line. He doesn’t even have time to say goodbye. Anyway it was only a drunken one night stand.

Isabelle was always the good girl. Until that night. When the man she’d always worshiped finally noticed her. She couldn’t say no. She’s heartsick to find out he doesn’t remember it. Isabelle’s life crashes around her when the results are in. The truth comes out and she has nowhere to turn. She looks for Lee, but he’s gone.

Will he be man enough to step up and face the consequences when he learns the truth?



“I’ve never seen you at a party before. I thought you were a good little girl.” His teasing voice sent thrills throughout her body.

“Today’s my birthday.” Isabelle snuggled closer to him. His body seemed to surround hers.

“So, does that make you legal today?”

Isabelle nodded vigorously then groaned. Her head swam from the movement. Maybe, just maybe she’d had a bit much to drink. Lee would take care of her though. He’d promised.

“But not legal for drinking yet.”

Isabelle pouted then sniffed.

“So what? Most of the people here aren’t twenty-one.”

“Doesn’t make it right.”

Isabelle craned her head around to look at him. Surprised at the hard note in his voice.

“But you’ve been drinking since you were in high school.”

“Again, doesn’t make it right. So, you decided to cut loose now that you’re an adult?”

The small smirk at the side of his mouth fascinated her. Somehow the tip of her finger made its way there. His lips were strong but soft, warm against the softness of her finger. The scruff around his mouth prickled her finger as he rubbed his face against it.

“Don’t play with fire, little girl.” He nipped the tip of her finger as he winked at her, sending a zing through her body.

Isabelle giggled. Normally she thought herself out of Lee’s league, but tonight that didn’t bother her in the least. She’d had too many jello shots to care. Snuggled in his arms, his hands on her affected her more than any bit of alcohol could. Combining them gave her a warm glow.

Isabelle wiggled, the trail of his fingertips tickling her neck and circling her ear. She could feel her nipples tightening, glad for her push up bra. It made her boobs look fabulous, but was thick enough to hide her body’s reaction.

Lee chuckled in her ear, sending warmth pooling low in her belly. Isabelle caught her breath as he trailed his finger down her breast unerringly circling her nipple.

“Cat got your tongue, little girl?”




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Don’t forget to read the first book in the Santiago’s Series ~ A Saint’s Salvation