Romance is characterised by moon and candle light, Secret clutches in shadowed nooks away from prying eyes, But I have no wish for any inch of you to be hidden away.Read More Love in the light
I’m thrilled to reveal the cover of All the King’s Horses. All the King’s Horses is a political thriller/contemporary women’s action and released 15 November. BLURB: There are three ways you become a Monarch1. Born2. Marry3. Steal They stole it. And I have a choice: Fall into line, serve our new King, or fight. My new motto?It’s […]Read More All the King’s Horses
He was a rock
Solid, strong, timeless in his ability to always be and let be
A lodestone attracting me to him
His magnetic force binding us in an unbreakable attraction
Hermione Granger had been married for eight years. She had two children, one just starting at Hogwarts, a mortgage on a three-bedroom house, and a laundry basket that no matter how much she magicked, never seemed to shrink.Read More FanFic Friday – Hermione
A sneak peek of something I’m working on!Read More What I'm working on (Sneak Peek)
Dear Future Husband,
So I’m a little drunk and a lotta crazy right now, having just been to what was the last of the weddings of my formerly-single friends
Words are empty vessels when actions play like the best concert, echoing as glorious memories over and over.Read More Loving wild abandon
Anyone up for a sneak peak of my newest project?
Shhh! It’s raw and unedited and subject to a billion changes between now and publication – whenever that may be – but dig on in to this goodness!
Watching Aggie introduce our dogs to my house was killing me. She was like a damn kid at Christmas, running around the house, the big dog and little one trailing her.
“And this is where you’ll sleep. And this is my room. And this is Ice’s room. And this is the bathroom. And this is the kitchen. And this-”
Pounds were depressing forms of torture. I hated wandering their lengths seeing the desperate faces of abandoned animals staring up at me through the bars, knowing I’d never be able to save them all. I reached out, blindly clutching at Ice’s hand. He let me, squeezing it warmly when I needed the reassurance.