Ten Line Tuesday!

Ten lines from my smutastic and so much fun story, Private Hideaway, in the Smut Alfresco anthology! Enjoy!



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And now for those ten lines!

Zoe rolled her eyes. They were standing on front of a wooden cottage in the middle of a deserted campground. What possible surprises could he have up his sleeve?

Torin slipped out of the vehicle and walked out of her line of sight. Within moments, he returned with a huge bouquet of roses. “These are for you, my love.”

“Thank you.” She buried her face in the sweet crimson blossoms. “You know how much I love these.” Zoe wrapped her free arm around his waist. “Question. How do you know we won’t be interrupted? We’ve had the paparazzi on our tails for the last six months.”

“I know and I’m sorry.” Torin offered his hand. “I want to go for a walk.”

She opened her mouth to protest, but he silenced her with a kiss. Zoe melted into his touch, threading her arms around his neck. His tongue tangled with hers. Torin hoisted her off the packed earth, then carried her into the cabin. The door slapped on the wall and the crack vibrated the tiny building. His footsteps thumped on the hardwood floor. A large bed, clad in fresh white sheets sat in the corner of the quaint room.

“Perfect.” Torin crossed the room to the bed. “I can’t wait.”

Ten Line Tuesday!

It's ten line Tuesday and my ten lines comes from Best I Ever Had! Only .99 at the Turquoise Morning Press (it's on sale for .70!!!) store as well as Amazon! Check it out!

The objective—keep her safe. No one said anything about falling in love.

All she wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing Emma’s got not one, but two, sexy men willing to keep her safe. As long as she can keep her hands to herself.

Sam’s mission? To find the man responsible for the murder. He’s not going to rest until the streets are safe, even if it means having his best friend guard his best girl. It’s the best option, right?

Quint never dreamed he’d be attracted to his best friend’s lover…and his best friend. He’s got to keep his hands to himself all while figuring out what he wants from life, even if love equals Emma and Sam in Quint’s bed.

Is love in the cards or are they going to go up in flames before they get started?

Available here or here!

And now for those ten hot lines!

“Did you hear something?” she asked. 

“No one’s here but you and me.” He nodded to the dining room table. “You heard the newspaper. Breeze caught it.” He stood then crossed the room to where she waited. “Going to use that on the patio? You do realize someone will see you sooner or later.” 

“I’m not worried about someone seeing me. The balcony walls are high enough. They might hear me, but unless you’re coming out to give me a hand, I’m on my own.”

“You never asked.” Quint touched her cheek. “The three of us could have the best times. All you have to do is say the word.” He brushed his thumb across her bottom lip then strolled back to his position on the couch.

Emma tipped her head and mulled over Quint’s words. He wanted to fool around?

Ten Line Tuesday!!

It's time for Ten Line Tuesday and I didn't want this week to pass without mentioning my newest release, Best I Ever Had. You might remember this started out as a free read over at Whipped Cream Reviews. I expanded the book and found some great surprises along the way. Check it out! Here's a little bit about the book:



The objective—keep her safe. No one said anything about falling in love.

All she wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing Emma’s got not one, but two, sexy men willing to keep her safe. As long as she can keep her hands to herself.

Sam’s mission? To find the man responsible for the murder. He’s not going to rest until the streets are safe, even if it means having his best friend guard his best girl. It’s the best option, right? Quint never dreamed he’d be attracted to his best friend’s lover…and his best friend. He’s got to keep his hands to himself all while figuring out what he wants from life, even if love equals Emma and Sam in Quint’s bed.

Is love in the cards or are they going to go up in flames before they get started?

available here!

And now for those ten lines!

“It’s always hotter than hell right before the sun goes down.” Emma Rhodes tugged the hem of her tank top. No amount of shifting would get the air moving between her shirt and her body.

“I don’t want to be hot,” she muttered. “I don’t want to be in hiding, either.” She turned her back on the sliding doors. “Aren’t you tired of this, Quint? We live together because Sam wants to keep me safe. How crazy is that?”

“Em, it won’t be much longer. Trust Sam. I do.” Quinton Reynolds widened his stance at the front door. “He’s not here, but he does care. We won’t let anyone hurt you.”

“Thanks.” Emma threw her arms around him and rested her head on his chest. She loved Quint, but some days being alone with her roommate-slash-bodyguard sucked. She missed her husband, Sam.

“If you don’t behave, I’ll turn you over my knee and spank the sass out of you. Bet Sam would love to watch that,” he said with a wink and released her. “He’d watch and insist I make your ass nice and pink.”

Ten Lines of Heat with Until the Night!

Ten lines of White hot fun with Until the Night!!! I love this story and hope you do, too! Get your copy here or here!

And now for those ten hot lines!

“God damn. Bite me.” Allan yanked Todd’s arm, pulling him down onto him. “Do it.”

Todd bared his fangs and growled. The sound shimmered up and down Gypsy’s spine. He sank his teeth into the soft spot between Allan’s neck and shoulder.

“Oh, wow,” Gypsy groaned, then caught herself. Triple shit. They weren’t supposed to have heard her getting off on watching them. But, hell—the bloodlust reared its ugly head. She needed to feed.

Both men turned to look at her. The colour drained from Allan’s face. Todd loosened his grip on Allan’s shoulder and moved his hands in front of Allan’s cock. “We didn’t know you were here.”

Never let them see me sweat or crumble…

Even if I did eavesdrop on them.

Gypsy levelled her shoulders. “At least now I know why I’m the only one of us not getting fucked.”

Ten Line Tuesday from Best I Ever Had

I can't wait for this short story to come out. This was the scariest pitch, even if the ladies were all awesome. I'm glad it all worked out. :-) Enjoy!

“I don’t want to be hot,” she muttered. “I don’t want to be in hiding, either.” She turned her back on the sliding doors. “Aren’t you tired of this, Quint? We live together because Sam wants to keep me safe. How crazy is that?”

“Em, it won’t be much longer. Trust Sam. I do.” Quinton Reynolds widened his stance at the front door. “He’s not here, but he does care. We won’t let anyone hurt you.”

“Thanks.” Emma threw her arms around him and rested her head on his chest. She loved Quint, but some days being alone with her roommate-slash-bodyguard sucked. She missed her husband, Sam.

Ten Line Tuesday with Until the Night!

Since I'm featuring the Immortal Love Collection stories this week on the blog and since it's Ten Line Tuesday, I'm showcasing Ten Lines from my contribution to the collection, Until the Night. Here's a little bit about the book:

Having a mate can be a pain. Having three…now that’s unheard of…

Gypsy volunteered to become a vampire, but she had no idea just what she’d agreed to do. As a human, she’d had her pick of willing males to warm her bed. As a creature of the night, she’s striking out.

Until she meets Kendall. He knows what she is and doesn’t care. He’s loved her since he met her, but he had no idea just how complicated her life truly was. Her protectors refuse to leave her side. But what if he wants them on his side, too?

Allan and Todd are mates, plain and simple. Gypsy is in their charge. Period. Until they start to see her not as a problem, but a sexy solution complete with an adorable human thrown in for fun.
v Can they come together as a foursome or will they destroy everything they’ve built in the name of passion?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of mm sex, anal play, ménages of the mmf, mfm, and mmfm persuasions, as well as lots of biting and spanking. They’re having one hell of a party.

Available here!

And now for those ten lines!!

Gypsy leaned on the doorframe. She’d never seen something so sexy in her entire life…or undead life. The men moved in perfect time, totally caught up in their attraction for each other. She smoothed one hand up her belly to the bottom of her breast. Cream coated her thong and she pressed her thighs together. She pinched her nipple through the satin of her bodice. A cry erupted in her throat but she kept her mouth closed. No way she’d interrupt them now. She slipped one hand into her skirt and massaged her fingers between her pussy lips. Damn, it felt good.
“God damn. Bite me.” Allan yanked Todd’s arm, pulling him down onto him. “Do it.”
Todd bared his fangs and growled. The sound shimmered up and down Gypsy’s spine. He sank his teeth into the soft spot between Allan’s neck and shoulder.
“Oh, wow,” Gypsy groaned, then caught herself. Triple shit. They weren’t supposed to have heard her getting off on watching them. But, hell—the bloodlust reared its ugly head. She needed to feed.

Ten Lines from Love of My Life!

Today I thought I'd share a snippet, ten lines, from Love of My Life, from the Smut in the City anthology. Grin. Love this story. Hopefully, you do, too.

“Let me take your mind off your problem.” He turned her around and held her in his arms, albeit loosely. Torin began to sway and sing. “I’ve never found a woman like the love of my life.”

She sagged against him and clutched his shirt. She figured he’d try to get into her pants. Zoe rubbed her cheek on his shoulder. She settled into the rhythm of his movements, transfixed by him.

“You broke my heart, so I gave you your freedom,” he sang. “My mistake to live with for so long. How can I say I was wrong?”

Zoe processed his words. She’d heard the song a thousand times on the radio, but never with the passion and pain in his voice. Tears shimmered in her eyes. She shouldn’t melt into him. Shouldn’t want him so much.

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Ten Line Tuesday!!

This is from a shifter story I've already submitted. I love the story and hope you (as well as the editors) do, too. Grin. It's tentatively titled, Dual Threat. Enjoy!!

“It’s crazy.” She fumbled with her buckle. “I don’t know what you two have planned, but I’m scared and excited.”

Evan left the door open, but didn’t leave. “Why? Afraid we’ll bite?”

“I’m not worried about the biting.” She chuckled. “You’re tigers. Biting has to factor in somewhere.”

“Then what is it?”

“Our friendship. I know what I want to do tonight and once we cross that threshold, there’s no going back. Are we sure we want to take whatever we’ve got between us to the next level?”

“Lines are meant to be crossed.”

Ten Line Tuesday!!

I know you're as shocked as me. I've started writing more Wendi stuff again. It goes in fits and spurts. Sometimes Megan's characters hang out. Other times Wendi's play. Right now, Wendi's are playing. Grin. Enjoy these ten lines from the WIP!

Kaia sighed. “Would be nice to date a guy who wasn’t a controlling asshole or freaked out by what I did for a living. Talk to you when my set is done.” She strode up the steps and into the small circle. Seven windows surrounded her. She turned the chair around, then hooked one leg over the curved back. Head down, she waited for the spotlight to center on her and the music to blast.

“Time to be sexy.” Kaia flipped her hair over her shoulder and kicked her leg out high to the music, giving the clients a generous view of her thong panties. By one thirty in the morning, most of the clients just wanted to see boobs and bare ass. They didn’t give a shit if the music repeated or the light got stuck. If she showed skin, they paid up.

Ten Line Tuesday!

Like chocolate? Love Romance? Then this week's ten lines will be your undoing. Yes, Ten lines from my chocolate inspired short story. Enjoy!

“No, don’t do that. Breathe,” he said. “You’re too concave otherwise. Dumont wants healthy looking models. Not real sure why he insisted on you.” The camera man jumped behind the camera and clicked more images.

“I don’t question your pictures, don’t question my choices.” Simon leaned over the camera man. “I want a gold chain in that shot, though. Make the chocolates look more elegant and up the decadence quotient.” He rounded the camera and removed the thick gold chain from his neck. “Like this.”

Elysa met Simon’s gaze as he draped the expensive jewellery over her belly. Her heart ached. Of the men she’d dated, he’d been the only one to show her true kindness.

Ten Line Tuesday!

How about ten lines from an oldie, but a goodie? Yeah! Ten lines from Must Be Doing Something Right. Want a copy? Get yours here!

And now for those ten lines!

“Sex under a streetlight is risky. You never know who’s watching.” He propped his chin on the top of her head. “Not that I know about such childish behaviour.”

“Uh-huh.” She snorted. “And I’m a twenty-seven-year-old virgin.”

“Then I guess we both have secrets to hide.” As he rubbed his cheek over her hair, he chuckled. “How do you feel about this? I think it’s pretty good material for your next short story.”

Her heart pounded behind her ribs. ‘This’, meaning her ex and another woman having sex, or ‘this’, meaning her reaction to Nate being close, yet so out of bounds?

“Seeing Byron screwing around with someone else doesn’t bother me. Hell, that’s how I found him the day we split.” Smoothing her left hand over their intertwined fingers, she caressed his knuckles. “I can probably turn this into something, but…” she trailed off, afraid to say more.

Ten Line Tuesday!

The goal is to finish this story by the end of the year. I promise. It's the goal! Read on and enjoy!

“Case, I’m telling you...” Instead of Graig, Adam Pallas took up the door way. “Adam. I’m sorry.”

“You look like someone took away your birthday.” Adam stalked towards her in three strides. “Case got under your skin?”

“I was just thinking,” she lied.

“I’ve got it.” His whole demeanor changed. A sparkle lit his eyes and the same old boyish grin spread across his lips. “You’re finally going on that date I’ve been asking you for since I started here.”

“Adam.”

“And that’s another no.” His shoulders sank, but the glimmer in his eye didn’t. “Three years. You’ve got a streak going.” He winked. “See you in the cafeteria.”

Ten Line Tuesday

Mindy, Arran and Sav haven't left me alone. Instead they give me bits and pieces of their story. It's a mess, but here's a bit they've let me in on. Enjoy!

"Mindy, wait." Garrison trotted to where she stood. "Don't do this."

"Do what?" She stepped backwards to move out of his reach.

"Don't build a wall between us. You're the closest thing I have to a best friend." He touched her cheek, rubbing his thumb over her skin. "I'd be lost without you."

"I'm married to two wonderful men." Instead of the warm, fuzzy feelings she got when Arran or Sav touched her, her stomach churned. She batted Garrison's hand away. "You knew that when we started working together. This--whatever you think it is, can't happen."

"Maybe that's why I'm devastated." The muscles in his jaw worked overtime. "I know what they have and can't seem to hold on to. I know and I'm the one on the outside looking in. Breaks my heart."

Bile rose in her throat. She'd gotten too close to him. Regardless of how Sav and Arran treated her, she took things too far and allowed Garrison to see the bitter part of her life. Well, shit.

Ten Line Tuesday ~ Untitled~

This is from a currently un-named work that's been floating around. I'm not cool with the idea of people running away from spouses, but these two just stuck around. Who knows...might turn into something some day. Enjoy!

“I used to think about the nights we shared together before I found out that you didn’t love me anymore. I’d reminisce on the nights we spent down by the creek. I’d picture you standing in the creek, naked and begging for me to join you,” she said and closed her eyes.

A smile drifted onto her lips. “He had no idea I was thinking about you. He thought I was fantasizing about him.” She sighed lightly and asked,” Why? Did you think about me?”

“It was hard not to,” Sam admitted. “I had no idea what love was until I left. I tried to picture her, but you kept returning to my brain like a dream.”

Ten Line Tuesday...

I thought since it's a Phantom sort of week, I'd post ten lines from Phantom. Enjoy!

“I can’t help but want to ruin you, only to keep you in my arms a bit longer.”

The most beautiful shade of red spread across her cheeks and slipped down the column of her neck. She glanced at the door, then shot from her spot on the bed. Christine twisted the lock and pressed herself against the door.

“What kind of indecent thoughts?” she whispered.

“To lash you to my bed with your body bared to me. I want to take you over and over, hearing you cry out my name. To watch you give me pleasure with your submission to me.”

Ten Line Tuesday!

This is from a contemporary story aimed for somewhere. Who knows. One of these days I'd like to finish it. Grin. So enjoy!

Artists do it dirty.

He loved the poster on her wall. Such an odd item for the bedroom wall of an adult woman, but then again, he liked it, so maybe he was just as odd. Didn’t really matter. Once the woman caught him watching her, well, the game would be over.

Graig settled back into the easy chair he’d moved into his bedroom. He checked his watch once more. Eleven o’clock. Just about time for her to come into her bedroom.

He shouldn’t watch her. Shouldn’t be turned on by the sway of her hips as she shimmied out of her jeans. But damn. She moved like she knew he was there.

The light flicked on, bathing the room across the courtyard in warmth. Blood pounded in his veins and heat flooded his body. Any moment now.

Ten Line Tuesday on Wednesday

I wanted to post this yesterday, but there was a lot going on so I saved it for today. Grin. Miss Me Baby came out this week, so here's ten lines. Enjoy!

"She didn’t go into the water alone. She had help."

John stared at the flat line on the computer screen and rubbed his chin. He couldn’t believe his ears. The last night he’d seen Felicity, she hadn’t been near the lake. Eight years’ time made more than the memory muddy. Some days he could barely remember her face. Other times, his heart ached like she’d just passed.

He focused on the bad day eight years in the past. The day she’d died. She’d hated water-boating, swimming... Being in water scared her to death. But the pulsating bars on the sound programme accompanied by the words in the dialogue box didn’t lie-someone had called the police tip line.

Someone wanted him to pay for her death. Didn’t the caller realise John had paid for losing Felicity every day since she’d passed?

"Can you play it again? I thought the person sounded familiar, but now I’m not sure."

Ten Line Tuesday!

Ten lines from my latest release, in the Switch Anthology, Still the One. Enjoy!

“Thank you, babe.” He reached for her. “I need to touch you.”

“Lie down.” She stepped out of the dress and kicked the discarded clothing out of the way. She tugged each finger of the glove, then yanked the silken gloves down her arms. Wearing nothing but the boots, she crawled up his body. “Remember your place.”

He dropped his hands. Janine rose to her knees and settled right behind his cock, then grabbed a condom from the nightstand. She wrapped her fingers around his dick, pumping him. He shuddered and bucked his hips. The first tremors of orgasm started low in his belly.

“Close, aren’t you?” Her hair spilled over her shoulders and bobbed with every movement. Janine massaged his balls and rolled the condom down his cock. “I want you to fuck me without touching me.”

No touching?

Ten Line Tuesday ~ WIP Madness!!

I'm using a WIP that's been rolling around because some of my other chatty characters went silent. Imagine that. Grin. So enjoy these ten lines and I'll get moving on finishing the story!

Shannon adjusted the lens on her camera and scratched the wispy hairs at the back of her neck. This had better be worth it. The model still hadn’t emerged from the dressing room. She rolled her eyes and tapped her foot.

“Not out yet?” Professor Sinclair said from over her shoulder.

Shannon suppressed the whimper. Professor Dreamy aka Sinclair could talk to her any day. One word spoke in his gravelly tone and every cell in her body quivered. She’d taken all the course offerings he taught, even when her fine arts degree didn’t call for so many photography classes.

“Children.” He squeezed her shoulder. “I’m glad you were on time. You were the only person I had in mind for this shoot.”

Ten Line Tuesday!!

This is an oldie, but a goodie. Okay, it's also a tad rough because it's REALLY old. Like before I realized that POV was a good thing. Hey, everyone has to start somewhere. Grin. Enjoy this early snippet of Absolute Decision. One of these days I might actually finish it.

“Depends on your definition of good and bad,” he whispered and continued his assault on her neck. His kisses increased in intensity and his cock grew with need. The idea of being bad with her turned him on more than ever.

Andie looked up at him with smoky, lust-filled eyes. Yes, she could easily let him be in control. He made her feel absolutely magnificent inside and out.

All the control you need, she mused. You can have it.

A smile curled her lips and she parted them to speak, but was interrupted by the change in song. Her jaw dropped as they both registered her requested tune.

He wanted to invade her open mouth and taste her from the inside out.