She's serving up mayhem in the Magic City.... FINAL STRAW Dishing out bad news is Jackie Parker's job. So when her boss grabs her assets one time too many, she serves him her notice and hopes he chokes on it. There must be a better way for a certified process server to make a living in Miami than working for a lousy lecherous lawyer. Whatever Jackie decides, her number one priority is to spend time with her husband, Luke, preferably without his brother Logan--AKA the Dark Prince. FINAL WARNING Despite Logan's objections, Luke asks her to join forces in their own property management team, Damaged Goods. Drawing the line between professional and personal lives proves challenging, especially when Logan serves her an ultimatum--tell Luke the truth about what really happened the night they first met, or he will. Sexual harassment is looking better and better. FINAL NOTICE Fester Gomez is three months behind on the rent for his pricey South Beach condo and Damaged...
From my WIP, new mystery series Country Fried City Girl. My heroine, Andy, has a full plate dealing with her aging and extremely stubborn grandfather. “Stop talking like that. You’re an educated man, for cripes sakes. And yes, you are going to church because I want to make sure God doesn’t put you on his shit list. Good Christians go to church after they find dead bodies in their houses.” Pops sent me a skeptical look and muttered, “Pretty sure that ain’t in the Bible.” “Well since you were there when it was written, you would know.”
This week's offering comes from my brand spanking new ebook, Stellar Timing . I love this story, my first place winner in the 2010 On the Far Side Contest, science fiction/ futuristic category. This snippet is the first encounter between my heroine, Ellie, and her space prince. If I've hooked you, feel free to click the cover to buy from Amazon for $2.99! Swea t and what appeared to be blood matted his hair into clumps and so much ash stuck in the shoulder length strands, the color was impossib le to decipher. More blood coated the plates of metal covering every inch of his giant frame. He removed his hand from her trembling lips. “What do you want?” Ellie whispered, more afraid than she’d ever been. “Sanctuary,” he rasped before those midnight eyes rolled back and he crashed at her feet.
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