Published February 2017
Lotus
I had a list.
A simple list of things I learned to avoid in order meet the future Mr. Bishop.
Easy?
Sure, it sounded easy enough until my brother’s best friend walked into town with his arrogant words and controlling actions and he’s everything my list tells me I shouldn’t want. He’s his own sort of broken and every fiber in my being warns me to stay away, keep my distance . . . then he gifts me with one of his rare smiles and I can’t seem to remember the reasons I should stay away and instead I slowly start thinking off all the reasons not to.
Beckett
Those eyes . . . my favorite shade of blue. My blue eyed girl’s all grown up and just like when we were kids, one look and I’m completely wrapped around her sweet little pinky. She’s off limits, completely unobtainable but with her wild curls and sassy mouth she damn near slays me with a single glance. I promised myself I would keep my distance, I’m damaged goods and everything wrong for her but the longer I’m around and the more she’s burrowed into me, I’ve been finding it harder to convince myself of the reasons why I need to push her away and start thinking that maybe just one little taste couldn’t hurt anyway . . . right?
Published November 2018
The smell of coffee.
A wall of notes.
A story of salvation with a glimmer of hope.
Spencer
Seven o’clock – shower.
Seven fifty – coffee.
Eight fourteen – work.
My time, my schedule, it was perfect and precise, leaving no room for fate to intervene. Until
the day I ran into the curvy red head, spilling my coffee down her shirt, and forever altering my
balance. I wasn’t looking for a friendship. I didn’t need an escape. But, with each second I spent
near her, my mind blurred, my heart sped, and my soul yearned for the simple moments next
to her.
Mari
A piece of paper, a lost soul, an unexpected friendship. . . not my typical Tuesday. But, then it
happened: Spencer Sully plowed into me. Suddenly my life no longer was about yoga class and
taco night. He was arrogant, unusually punctual and stubborn. And somewhere between
shared pints of ice cream and Chinese take-out, he wiggled his way into my life, bringing with
him his broken pieces, the threads of family to which he so desperately clung, and silently
begged for me to make him whole. He thought they needed me, but I needed them a whole lot
more.
Riya
“Do you trust me?” He asked.
“Yes.” I watched as his chest seemed to expand and a smile crossed his face.
He bent his head over my skin, his machine poised in his hand, “If you’re going to do it, you might as well make a statement, right?”
The bite of pain hit as he made his first mark of ink and I relished in the rebellion that came over me. Never before would I have dared to go against my ex-husband’s wishes, or break a single rule. There are rules for a reason, Riya. His voice filled my mind, and it haunted me. It haunted me every second of every day. It reminded me of a past life, a life without choices, a life full of scars and pain. A time where I could never be whole.
Augustus
My Selene. My goddess. My moon.
“Don’t you look. It’s going to be a surprise.” I told her, right before I wiped her skin and admired my work. She bit her lip and looked to the ceiling.
I watched her look up, her expression so beautiful that it made my chest ache. I couldn’t have her, but that didn’t stop me from dreaming. I’m an addict, physically broken, mentally damaged. I could never be worthy of her love. But then, she looks at me, her brown eyes peeking from under thick black lashes and I realized, I would give my life trying.
Scarred.
Broken.
Damaged.
I took a deep breath, working through the pain – the pain that led me to her. Memphis. The girl too pure to be near me, but too stubborn to care. From the moment I carried her limp body into the emergency room, she became my weakness, my salvation, the spark of life in my darkest of moments. Eighteen, she’s practically a kid and I remind myself of that fact every day.
Abandoned.
Lost.
Petrified.
I swallowed hard to fight back the tears that threatened to fall. Maverick James had to be the roughest hero I’d ever met, but he saved me. He sheltered me and when I needed someone to care, he willingly volunteered. My whole life I was warned to stay away from men like Maverick, men with colored ink and endless piercings, men who curse and question the way of God. But, if I heeded my father’s warning, I might never have fallen in love.
18+ due to adult situations and language.
Five Seconds to Love is a stand alone book in the Obscured Love Series.
ROYAL
Power.
Control.
Money.
I had all the necessities in life, minus the wife to share it with. At least until one faulty loan contract landed one very feisty dentist in my lap. Her father owed me, but after seeing her, money wouldn’t do. I needed her, and she had to be mine. Bianca is what dreams are made of; If your dreams come to you in a painfully stubborn, spiteful package. I want her. I crave her surrender and I’ll stop at nothing to make my wife mine.
BIANCA
If there was one thing I learned while dealing with my father, it was to stay away from men like Royal Russo. I avoided his type like the bubonic plague until some poor choices from my father forced me to decide: my father’s life or Royal’s wife? He was selfish, powerful, and so irresistible that I couldn’t help the shivers that coursed through my body every time he said my name. I didn’t want to crave him, but with each purr of my name he became harder to refuse, until my biggest struggle wasn’t hating him, but resisting Royal.
Due to adult content and situations, this enemy to lovers romance is suggested for adults 18+.
Emma
Of all the ill decisions my father made in his life, borrowing money from not one, but two men of questionable dealings had to be the worst. Now both men came to collect – one got money, the other got me. Sure, working as a live-in maid for Roman to work off my father’s debt wasn’t ideal, but my situation could be worse. Now, all I need to do is focus on work, pay off my father’s debt, and not fall prey to my broody new boss or his cheery best friend.
Roman
I absolutely didn’t need a new house keeper. But that didn’t stop my best friend Shaw from offering Emma a job. My biggest rival wanted her and what better way to give him the finger then to already own what he craves. Too bad we underestimated what he would do to obtain what he wants, and now keeping Emma isn’t just about repaying her father’s debt. It’s the only thing saving her life.
Shaw
I wanted her and there was no denying that Roman did too. He never would have admitted it, but that was why I stepped in to volunteer a job. Saving her from enemy hands and keeping her close was a two-for-one win. That was until the threats toward Emma and Roman started piling up and all I could do was piece together the puzzle of who betrayed us, one tiny piece at a time. No matter how tedious, I would find the mole among us. I had to, because losing the two people I love most in this world would never be an option.
Owning Emma is a slow burn MMF menage that is book two in the Repayment Series. Though this book is a book two, it is written as a standalone. Due to adult situations and content, this book is recommended for ages 18+.