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Available for Pre-Order! SOMETHING ABOUT A MAN IN UNIFORM – Military Menage Boxed Set!

So excited! SOMETHING ABOUT A MAN IN UNIFORM, My Military Menage Boxed Set is Now Available for Pre-Order at Amazon!  Get it today at this special price because it goes up after release day (Nov 11th)!

These four HOT books are all about girl meets hot guys in uniform and immediately falls in lust. And the Marine and Navy Menage Stories are interracial, my first in the subgenre!

So, get ready for smokin’ hot sex scenes, erotic spanking and light bondage.



Knowing she and her husband Dylan won’t be able to make love with his Army buddy, fellow Ranger Carter Erickson arriving the next day and staying with them for two weeks, Shelby Reynolds surprises Dylan by greeting him at the door naked when he comes home from work. Only Dylan isn’t alone. Carter came in a day early and gets an eyeful of her very nude body. While Shelby is embarrassed, she’s also extremely aroused. She loves Dylan like crazy and shouldn’t be fantasizing about other men, especially his best friend. As Shelby gives in to her inner exhibitionist, it turns out that Dylan is just as turned on by the idea of a threesome as she is. After all, if a guy can’t share his wife with his best friend, who can he share her with?

SEMPER FINE – a Marine Ménage 

Delaney Shaw is stunned to discover that her high school crush Colt Baxter is the best man at a wedding where she’s the maid of honor. Too shy to ever come on to him back then, she doesn’t intend to make the same mistake now. There’s only one problem. She’s just as attracted to his friend and fellow Marine, Jagger Cruz. Not wanting to come between them, Delaney decides not to make a play for either one. But when it turns out that in between them is exactly where Colt and Jagger want her, she gives in to her desire to be the center of a hunky Marine sandwich.

FLEET WEEK FLING – a Navy Ménage

When Sophie Montgomery promises her best friend she’ll be her “wingwoman” during Fleet Week in San Francisco, she doesn’t have any plans on hooking up with anyone herself. But when she meets Navy hunks Cameron Gerard and Kellen Devane, her resolve crumbles. Not only do they look hotter in their uniforms than Alexander Skarsgard in Battleship, but they’re sweet, too. So, when they suggest a threesome with a little bondage thrown in, how can she possibly say no?

RESCUE ME – an Air Force Ménage 

When Kayleigh Ellis gets stranded in a ditch on the side of the road during a storm, she’s sure that she and her cat are in deep trouble. But luckily Air Force Pararescue Jumpers Austin Fuller and Kyle Larsen show up just in time, giving her and her cat a ride home. Wanting to thank them for their help, Kayleigh invites them to stay for dinner. Austin and Kyle don’t want to put her to any trouble, but she insists. And while the dinner is fun, Austin and Kyle are more interested in dessert, particularly if Kayleigh is on the menu.

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Hunk Heroes, Kickbutt Heroines, Unforgettable Romance!

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Spring and Forever in Love

Spring has Sprung. Thank goodness. I was truly getting tired of the cold. Now we just have to contend with the rain and since I’m in a rural area the farmers are preparing their fields. There’s nothing like home grown corn and tomatoes or even ripe berries, cherries and apples. They’re so much more flavorful that what one can purchase at the store.

I don’t know how to garden. We had a garden a couple of years ago and the most I did was water it, the kids pulled weeds and such. I’ve purchased several books on the subject, but don’t like bugs and other creepy crawlies one finds in a garden. Although worms, rollypolys and snails are okay. Anything other than that and I have a total girl moment, but I digress. I’m really looking forward o the fresh fruits and  vegetables that will be harvested in a few short months.

While we’re waiting for the garden to grow, how about a sexy read. Forever in Love arrives May 11 from Sugar and Spice Press


Abandoned as a teenager, Bonnie has learned to rely on herself to face the harsh reality of life. Yet in her darkest hour, one man earns her trust and captures her heart. Only problem, she’s too young for a man like Buck.


Ten years have passed and Bonnie has never forgotten the man she’s secretly thought of as her hero in tarnished armor, but has too much time passed to rekindle a flame that never burned bright?


Love is patient. Buck has waited for Bonnie, but he’s nobody’s hero. He’s played the game, made mistakes, and paid his debt to society. Now that he’s changed his ways and professed his intentions, his past misdeeds could jeopardize his future.


She dropped the dough into the simmering golden brown liquid as she thought of a response. A chair scraped behind her and a moment later heat touched her back while warm masculine spice enveloped her. One lightly tanned hand appeared on the counter on either side of her.

“I’ve waited a very long time for you, Bonnie, and now that I’ve found you again, I’m not going to let you go.”

She closed her eyes. He had been waiting for her?

He moved his hands to her waist and leaned close until his lips brushed her ear. “You were smart. You saved your money and got out of the ghetto. You and your brother. That’s all I ever wanted for you.”

A shiver raced down her spine as his warm breath tickled her ear and tightened her nipples. He drew her close, until her back rested against the hard wall of his chest. “As I recall, you told me I couldn’t work for you anymore.”

“The day you moved away was the saddest day of my life.”

“Why was that?”

He turned her in his arms. “You were the bright spot in that neighborhood. You inspired me to get out of the game and become an honest man.”

She held his gaze. “You were always honest, Buck. You just took a different path than most and if not for that path I wouldn’t have survived.”

“Those were hard lessons a teen should never have to learn.”

“It made me who I am.”

“I admire you.”

Warm fuzzies stole through her heart at the compliment.

“There is a matter of debt to settle.”

Her heart pounded. “I thought all you wanted was a thank you.”

“That was then. This is now.” He brought his mouth down on hers and for a moment she stopped breathing.

Only in her dreams had she ever kissed Buck and here he was in fantastic tempting flesh coaxing her lips apart with gentle expertise. Each flutter ignited a slow burn that flared into an inferno and he was the only one who could extinguish her raging desire. She crossed her wrists behind his head, hating that her hands were dirty as he deepened the kiss, his tongue dueling with hers as he pulled her closer.


Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Romantic





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Tag Team Beauty Queen

Oh my. I do apologize for my tardiness. My week has been crazy with church, Lent is really big at my house and multiple services, family issues and work…why it’s no excuse life still goes on.

I come bearing a shiny, well at least it is to me. 🙂 This is book two in the Love Smackdown Series, Tag Team Beauty Queen. This is also my first menage. I hope you like it.

Alexa has always followed her heart, but when her feelings lead her to bed The Tag Team duo of Perfect Storm, well she’s in heaven. That is until another wrestler threatens their happy balance.

Tono and Daniel, known as Perfect Storm, don’t mind sharing Alexa. In fact, they’ve embraced all the pleasure a threesome will bring. When a heel and fellow wrestler, Virgil, decides to bring his villainous ways outside the ring, all hell breaks loose.

With the relationship in jeopardy the guys scramble to defend their beauty queen’s honor and show Virgil why they’re the champions.



“I can’t wait to see you outta that dress.” The speaker had a deep, husky voice almost like someone with laryngitis. He curved an arm around her waist and hauled her close.




Alexa grinned and ground her butt against the bulge. His fingers splayed across her abdomen and held her gyrating form still for his thrusts.




Delicious shivers wiggled through her veins and pulsed at the apex of her thighs. Alexa had to make sure Daniel was okay with what she had in mind before she let him take her out of her dress. A smile twisted her lips. His warm breath tickled the curve of her neck and tightened her nipples.




“How bad?” She turned to face him, running her hands along the solid wall of his pecs.



His teeth gleamed white against his smooth chocolate skin. He grabbed her hand and placed it on his erection. “Does that answer your question?”




Heat cruised her cheeks. She should know better than to ask him questions like that; still the rigid maleness straining against her palm had her squeezing her thighs together.

“You haven’t changed your mind already, have you?” Mischief twinkled in his coffee-colored depths.

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Girl Power to Feminine Persuasion

I hope you don’t mind a little repeat, but this is one of my favorite posts. Since it’s Women’s History Month, I thought it appropriate.


If you’re female you have power coursing through your veins. What? You didn’t know that? My persuasion can build a nation Endless power, the love we can devour You’ll do anything for me*(1)

Fights, riots, and wars have been fought for love of a woman. Jousts, duels, and feats of athletic prowess have all been wagered for want of a woman. Oh you thought those hunky, muscular men did that just for fun?

A woman’s tears can reduce even the strongest, most disciplined man to a quivering mass of muscles. The love of a good woman can propel him to untold heights.


Have you ever listened to the words of Beyonce’s song, Who Run The World? I happen to like the song, it’s empowering. I know there are some who can’t stand anything that comes from Mrs. Jay-Z and that’s cool, but for a moment here’s what I like about the song.


It’s strong and in your face. One can hear the attitude rolling from every syllable. The song reminds me of ‘The hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world.’ a poem by William Ross Wallace


Okay so the lyrics

Boy you know you love it how we’re smart enough to make these millions

Strong enough to bear the children then get back to business

see, you better not play me oh come here baby

Hope you still like me, F’ you pay me*(1)



aren’t as subtle as I am woman, hear me roar
In numbers too big to ignore
And I know too much to go back an’ pretend*(2)


or as eloquent as Infancy’s the tender fountain,
Power may with beauty flow,
Mother’s first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow–


Whether you wrap it in flowery prose, decide to burn bras, or a more in your face approach, the message is the same. “Who run the world?” Girls!


Happy Women’s History Month



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2 Helen Reddy’s I Am Woman


3 ‘The hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world.’ by William Ross Wallace


When I’m not trying to run the world I can be found here,





Hoping to rekindle the sizzle in their marriage, Harmony Evans plans a romantic getaway. A secluded cabin at Juniper Lake resort is the perfect place to seduce his wife and if he can get in a little ghost hunting, even better.

Jade is more than happy to spend the weekend getting reacquainted with Harmony, without the ghosts, but when their cabin appears haunted and the spectral inhabitant shoves their belongings to the door, she figures it’s time to leave.

No one told them Juniper Lake had a sordid past complete with a serial killer and its own host of earthbound spirits. When the other guests begin to die, the best they can hope for is to survive the night. With a sadistic killer on the loose and bodies piling up, romance will take a backseat to murder.


The hairs at the nape of her neck lifted and Jade paused in chopping the stalk of celery for soup. She had the sensation of someone standing behind her. Breath, warm and a little wet, fluttered her hair.

Floorboards creaked and something brushed her shoulder. She gripped the knife handle tighter and whirled, brandishing the blade in front of her.


Her heart raced and she sucked in a breath to steady her rapid pulse. She scanned the room. Nothing was in the area that she could see, but she felt something.

She’d have dismissed her feelings as ridiculous if strange things didn’t keep happening. Like this morning, her bathrobe had been draped at the foot of her bed, but she found the garment hanging neatly in the closet along with her husband’s and he hadn’t placed it there.


She jumped. Someone was in the cabin with her. Her hands shook.

“Harmony?” Maybe he was playing a little trick on her. He knew she didn’t care for his hobby of ghost hunting, which was one reason they were in this little cabin tucked in the woods. The other reason was so they could spend time together. And he was off fishing or chasing a rabbit in the forest, while she was being…haunted.

With knife in hand she checked every room of the cabin, which didn’t take long. The cabin had open architecture, the living room flowed into the dining room and kitchen so she could stand in the living room and look into both rooms. The bedroom door stood open and if she leaned just so she could see into the bathroom. Nothing.

So why did she get the impression that someone was watching her?

She peered out the corner of her eye, hoping to catch a glimpse of what wasn’t there. A flash of light. She whipped her head to the left. Nothing.

Snap. Thud. Fingers swept down the side of her cheek while muted laughter wafted through the air.

“This isn’t funny,” she said to the empty room.

Metal scraped against metal. She hit the light switch, plunging the room in darkness. Jade fastened her gaze on the doorknob and clutched the butcher knife to her chest. She backed away, feeling for the wall with her free hand. If she had to, she could jump out the bathroom window.

A rumble of thunder rolled overhead. And that was another thing, their romantic weekend was turning into a soggy nightmare. She just wanted to go home and leave this place to its spectral inhabitants, if it was indeed haunted.

Wind shook the windows, rattling the glass in the panes. She tensed and bit back a shriek as her back brushed the wall. The fibers of the roughhewn walls grabbed at her shirt in an attempt to hold her in place. Damn Harmony and his quest to find the supernatural. Now would be the perfect time for him to be around to tell her there was no such thing as spooks.

Click clack. Her heart thudded against her ribs so loud she feared it would jump from her chest. This wasn’t the romantic weekend her husband promised her and now he wasn’t even here. Cursing the day Harmony ever brought her to this hellhole, she flexed her fingers.

The door wobbled. She sucked in a breath. Hinges creaked. Her back hit the wall.

Sweat slicked her palms. A shadow fell across the threshold.

She raised the knife.

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