June 25, 2016

Rainbow Snippets is a fun Facebook group where authors share weekly bits of their writing. My contribution this week comes from yet another WIP–this one in the Partners universe. unedited

Rider and Nicco have moved in together and are attending the yearly function for their police station.


Rider looked around. At their table, Nicco was laughing with Chelsey, who had taken Rider’s seat. Eric and Delia were on the dance floor. Resigned, Rider took the seat next to Chelsey.

“How are you doing,” he asked her with a smile that probably didn’t reach his eyes.

“Good, Rider. How are you?” Chelsey had dimples and a button nose. Rider recalled she used to sit on Nicco’s lap a lot. “Nicco says you two have gotten a place together.”

Rider glanced at Nicco. How much had he told her? “Yeah. Sure did.”

Chelsey laughed. “We practically lived together when we were dating. He’s a mess, isn’t he?”

Rider reached over for the drink he’d left on the table and belted down the rest.“Definitely.”

“I’m not that bad,” Nicco said good-naturedly. He seemed to be enjoying Chelsey’s attention, but when she got her phone out of her purse and looked at it, he mouthed at Rider, “You okay?”

Rider nodded.

“You look kinda freaked out.”

Jesus, Nic, what do you expect, with you sitting here talking to your ex? Rider just shook his head.

Chelsey got off the phone. “Dance with me, Nicco. For old time’s sake.”


June 18, 2016

Rainbow Snippets is a fun Facebook group where authors post pieces of their works.

This week, my snippet is from my contribution to the Love is Proud anthology that JMS-books is putting out to help the Pulse shooting victims’ families. It continues the story of cops Nicco and Rider from Partners and Lovers but can be read on its own. You can pre-order the Love is Proud anthology here.

Nicco rolled over, immediately on alert. A noise had awoken him. As he sat up in bed, he heard it again, and his sleep-addled brain struggled to process who could be using a key to get into his apartment. There were only two people who had one, and one of them was lying asleep beside him, a pillow over his head and the sheet barely covering his bare ass.  The other was four thousand miles away.


June 12, 2016

Rainbow Snippets is a fun Facebook group where authors post weekly snippets of their work.

Ethan and Donovan meet online. Donovan is a thirty-year-old doctor and doesn’t know that Ethan is actually five years younger than he told him (19). When Donovan goes to a medical conference in Atlanta, he wants to meet up with Ethan for the night. Ethan’s determined that Donovan not find out just how young and experienced he is. WIP, unedited.

Fuck, how could I have miscalculated my father’s innate ability to mess up my life by snooping? At eight o’clock the next morning, I walked down to the lobby with Donovan to have breakfast in the dining room, my body completely numb from the orgasm I’d had after awakening to Donovan’s mouth on my cock.

I had to say, I felt pretty smug. After all, the night before had been spectacular. Sure, the guilt I’d been suppressing was seeping back in. Now that I’d met Donovan in person, I knew he really was the great guy he’d seemed to be online, and I hated that I was still lying to him. But when was the right time to say—hey, by the way, I lied about being twenty-four. And when you fucked me last night? That was my first time. I’d dug myself deeper and deeper into a hole, and I wasn’t sure how I was going to get out of it. Donovan wanted to keep in touch, and I really wanted that, too.

I was so preoccupied trying to figure out how to make all this right, I didn’t immediately see Alys standing near the elevators looking miserable with my dad glowering beside her. Dad’s girlfriend Lois was there, too, sitting on the fancy couch, expression uncomfortable. She looked like she’d been dragged out of bed with no time to fix herself up.

When Dad saw us, he stepped forward, smoke practically coming out of his ears.

June 4, 2016

Rainbow Snippets is a fun group on Facebook where authors post weekly snippets from their work. Today’s snippet is from one of my paranormal WIP’s, The Vampire’s Consort. Unedited.

The car stopped with a jerk, and Birch would had fallen to the floor had it not been for Athan’s hold on him. The door slid open, fingers of grayish light slowly revealing the cramped box in which they stood.

“We need to get that thing fixed,” Athan said as they stepped onto what appeared to be a cobblestone street.

Serafino nodded and shrugged his shoulders as though to work out a kink, the white snake slithering down his arm and back into the safety of his pocket. Birch couldn’t blame her; if he could fit in Athan’s pocket, he would be there now. He looked around at the rows of buildings, some with dim lights illuminating their windows. The lit poles lining the street had torch-like tops encased in glass. High above them a black void of a starless sky stretched as far as Birch could see.

Something inside Birch protested to the dank, dark atmosphere, and he shivered.

“Where are we?”

“Where are we?”

“Nox,” Athan said. At Birch’s look of confusion, he added, “Where all vampires originate.”

Well, that cleared up precisely nothing. Wherever they were, it was deep in the earth, for Birch knew he hadn’t imagined the plummeting fall they’d just experienced.