Newest Release & Excerpt
Directions of the Heart (genre: modern romantic drama collection)
Release Date: July 25, 2017
In all of these amazing stories, there’s one burning question…is love worth the risk?
Reece and Jenna are two childhood friends separated by time and distance. Can they find a way to heal their bond, or perhaps forge a new one?
Spurred by her friend’s close call, Victoria decides to take a risk and prove the lifestyle she led was her downfall. But as Tory sinks deeper into the tumultuous abyss of desire with the mysterious Rick, can she climb back out before it’s too late? Or does she even want to?
Struggling to run her family’s farm on her own, Sadie takes on a hired hand, Matt. As they grow closer, so does the danger. Someone wants her legacy. Can they combat this new threat, as well as the demons of the past, before Sadie loses everything, including her life?
A Touch of Dawn
Caitlyn thought she’d be in the dark forever. But with the light came Jack, the police consultant who found her. Can they take a journey of healing together, or will Caitlyn retreat into the darkness of her mind, where she lived for so long?
(CONTENT WARNING: With an abuse awareness theme in this collection, there may be triggers here for past trauma sufferers. However, HEAs are guaranteed.)
Here is an excerpt for your viewing pleasure!
DIRECTIONS OF THE HEART
Rick shook his head. She had to be crazy to get involved with him. Por Dios, she didn’t make sense sometimes. She didn’t act like the kind of woman he was accustomed to, and she hardly talked like a bimbo either. She spoke like the educated sort, the kind he’d never dated in his life. Yet she was so interesting, so fascinating a specimen of the female persuasion, and he couldn’t stop thinking about her, recalling the many times he’d touched her or saved her from impending danger, from ruthless fools who couldn’t know how to treat a woman. For some reason, she seemed so innocent, but one look at her dress and a man had to dismiss that idea.
Tonight she wore a two piece blue costume with the middle bare across her slender belly. His gaze worked its way upward. A simple golden chain was roped around her throat, but from it hung matching blue circles in disarray that danced across her upper chest. The top of her dress was a halter and the bottom little more than a handkerchief-styled skirt. He wanted to figure a way through all those billowy layers to discover more of her skin, or just rip it off her. Why did women make everything difficult?
Was it possible she didn’t normally dress the way she had thus far, but just wanted to try something new? In any case, it didn’t matter. Despite what his head told him, he wanted her too much. Her sweet scent was a torture he couldn’t ignore.
“Cinderella, I’m going to kiss you now and here’s your chance to back out…” He hesitated for a moment and when she didn’t move to push him away, he deftly lowered his lips to hers, increased the pressure with tender strokes while dragging his hands through her thick, wavy hair. He cupped her shoulders, slid his hands down her arms and his knuckles brushed against her pert breasts, lips parting on a small gasp. Her eyes now closed, he noticed the glittery blue eye makeup there. She was like some mysterious witch, and he couldn’t ignore her spell. Descending on her open mouth, he took a full taste of her and loved it.
Drunk on her, he savored her for a moment longer than necessary. Sweet Jesus, she tasted like honey with an edge of sin. Impossible to resist. But, he should be a gentleman at least and let her decide where to take this.
“I’m leaving now,” she whispered as he pulled back then. “You won’t stop me.”
Though momentary panic fluttered through his chest, he brushed it away and offered an amused smile. “No, I won’t. You are a free woman, Cinderella. Fly away to your castle once more.” He winked, knew it just might set off her temper again. The fire in her eyes had sent a thrill through him, something he’d never felt before.
She only nodded and turned away without a goodbye.
But, he had seen both the fear and desire in her eyes. She could be his once she trusted him, Richard thought. He just had to use restraint, which wasn’t one of his finer qualities. Rick was used to getting what he wanted. And he would have her too.
Still, he wondered if she was afraid of him specifically, or had something else caused it? Her past, maybe. He knew far too little about the woman and it drove him beyond mad. Once, he wouldn’t have cared; it would’ve eased the process. Now? A part of him demanded to know more. Maybe as soon as he had the answers, once he figured her out, this pounding need for her would go away. And he’d sure as hell stop dreaming about the woman he’d affectionately called Cinderella. He just wanted peace.
Do you? a voice inside challenged.
With a shrug, he headed out the way his vixen had exited, knowing he was probably too late to catch her, to tease another kiss from her.
In the parking lot, he was blinded by the flash of headlights. When they dimmed and the car passed, he glimpsed the blue top and those long earrings, which paired perfectly with her necklace. “Cinderella!” he called as the navy car pulled out of the lot. He darted after the sedan, but another car stopped before him. By the time he’d jogged to the street, she was gone.
He was hardly surprised. Still, the vehicle didn’t fit the Cinderella he knew. Not that he knew her well, but it seemed off. A Honda Civic was a sensible car, far from the type of vehicle a flamboyant personality like her would drive. Perhaps hers was in the shop and this was a rental? It was a little odd, though. He had no idea what she did for a living. Hair stylist? Receptionist? Por Dios, who knew?
Damnit, he shouldn’t have followed her. He wasn’t some dog hot on the trail of the nearest female.
He turned back toward the bar, dismissing his silver Subaru Forester. Inside Venu, he headed to a different counter, where Tim, another bartender worked. “Scotch.”
“Coming up.” The tall man had brown hair with highlights, a bit metro but he was beyond stupid. Tim Morrow was his buddy, and the whole reason his brother had gotten the job. Of course, he had a few friends from work, who often met him on weekends to play basketball or go to the gym. He’d met Tim at the bar not too long ago, and found they had a lot in common, including their taste in women. Rick glanced around at the other available females, some tall, average or shorter. Most had long, silky legs that would’ve drawn him on a good day. Tonight wasn’t that night. All he could see was a wild mane of brown hair and the prettiest blue eyes he’d ever seen. And her exotic fragrance. God, her scent, like fresh oranges and some hint of the tropics he couldn’t place. He’d never look at fruit the same way again.
With a curse, he hauled back a shot of scotch. The woman was in his head again, taking over his thoughts completely. Why did everything remind him of her? He shook her image away and looked at his friend. “Women,” he muttered.
Tim chuckled. “I hear you, man.”
Their easy camaraderie soothed him a little. At the same time, he knew it wasn’t so simple. There was something about his Cinderella. He couldn’t shake the sense that this woman wasn’t exactly who she claimed.
He shouldn’t care. But he knew he did and that was what bothered him most.
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