Thursday, November 14, 2013


Being grateful for the good things in your life can make you happy. I am immensely grateful for romance readers everywhere, and especially those who read my books. I've joined this blog hop to give back. Here is what you can win: 
Grand Prize winner is: Magic 5905! 10 additional winners are: Miki, Stephanie Verhaegen, Books4me, Holly Letson, Love to Read, HH Kaufman 78, Louisa May 29 
I will be  emailing all winners. Thank you, everyone for participating!

ANY 3 of my ebooks  (to total a minimum of $10.00) to one commenter.
ALSO 1 copy of SUNNY DAYS, MOONLIT NIGHTS (sweet) or THE MARRIAGE LIST (spicy) to 10 lucky commenters.

LEAVE A COMMENT stating one thing you're grateful for OR unscramble one name (can be either first, last or both) from a character from my Hollywood Hearts series below and your email address. I can't award a prize to anyone without their email. Thank you for coming. You don't have to unscramble a name to enter.

Hugnret    Liqul


Ridore  Grosred


  Nasunza  Snarbe


Trang  Lohgsnil

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Tuesday, November 5, 2013


Welcome! This week the prompt word is "abrupt". This is the beginning of my new WIP, prequel to the Hollywood Hearts series. Thank you for stopping by. Don't forget to rejoin Tuesday Tales for stories by talented writers. Use the link at the bottom.   
 Boom! The beautiful blonde barreled into Mark’s chest right in front of Jean Louis Designs on Rodeo Drive. He grabbed her upper arms to keep her from falling and stared into the biggest, bluest eyes he’d ever seen. 
The flash of a dazzling, white smile, a whiff of lily of the valley perfume, golden hair and perfect features blurred everything else around him.
     “I’m so sorry,” she said. Or did she? He was so mesmerized he heard sound but not words.
     She stood as transfixed as he, focused on his baby blues, until a man abruptly tapped her shoulder.
     “We’ll be late, Penny, come on.”
“Sorry, I wasn’t looking,” she mumbled.
“No harm, no foul,” Mark muttered, his gaze resting on her generous breasts for a moment before returning to her face.
Toting a shopping bag in each hand, she smiled at him again, and was gone, as quickly as she had arrived. Mark Davis stood in front of the door, transfixed, as if his feet had been embedded in the cement sidewalk.
“Come on, buddy, you’re blocking traffic,” Harley Brennan, his friend and fellow pro football player, said, giving him a nudge.
Mark snapped out of his reverie, and moved away from the tony store.
“A hottie. Yeah. Geez, they’re all hot here in L.A.” 
“Not like that. Like her. Penny, huh? Wow.” He shook his head and continued down the street, listening to his friend with only half an ear.
Mark returned to the expensive shop several times during his visit to L.A. with Harley, but he never saw Penny again. For two weeks he searched the Internet using her first name, but finally gave up. 
Back in Las Vegas, he buried himself in his workouts and practice with his team, trying to forget her. He went on blind dates fixed up by his teammates, but they never worked out. They weren’t Penny. Even the ones who were guaranteed to sleep with him on the first date held little appeal. He had seen the gold standard and nothing else would do.
     One Saturday night three months after his encounter with the mysterious Penny, he was in the movies with Harley.Then it happened.
     The lights went down and before he knew it, Mark was gazing at a larger-than-life Penny on the silver screen. His mouth got dry, his pulse speeded up. He let go of the girl whose hand he was holding and simply gawked at the screen. 
     “Penny Thatcher,” he mumbled, fumbling in his pockets for pen and paper, after the movie was over. 

Tuesday, August 27, 2013


In honor of my new release, I have asked my heroine and her dubious friend to give me five fast facts about them. Here they are:
1) I started ballet when I was five.
2) My favorite color is light turquoise, it goes best with my auburn hair.
3) I love classical music most, then Broadway show tunes. 
4) I adore the beach, but a cozy mountain cabin with the right man turns me on.
5) Favorite candy? Cinnamon Mike & Ike, and don't tell anyone!

1) I like to dress up in a tuxedo for premieres. I'm probably the only guy there who's actually comfortable!
2) My favorite drink is a dry martini.
3) I like blondes, brunettes and redheads, the hotter the better. Sorry, guess that's no secret! 
4) I love steak.
5) My guilty pleasure? Can't say here as this is PG-13 rated, but how about sharing a bathtub with a beautiful woman, a bottle of rare wine and perfect strawberries covered in chocolate?
A Bit About the Book

Questioning her decision to leave each of three men five years ago, Dorrie returns for one more day with them. Was she hasty in her decisions?  Will her return to the past bring the love she seeks or will loneliness propel her back into the arms of the one man who broke her heart?
A Steamy Tidbit

“Oh, God, Rick,” she muttered into his mouth. He backed her slowly toward the bed. When the edge hit the backs of her knees, they bent, throwing her on her butt. He lost his balance and tumbled on top of her. They laughed as he quickly rolled off her, grabbing her and pulling her on top of him. Pushing up on her hands, she stared down at him.
“I’ve missed you,” he whispered.

Have I missed him? Oh yeah. Dorrie shut off her mind and focused on her body. Their positions gave his hands freedom. He pulled up her skirt and slipped his fingers under the elastic of her bikinis. They closed over the bare flesh of her rear end, holding her firmly against him.

She arched her back and pushed all the way up on her arms. His gaze dropped to the lacing of her bodice. Raising his head, his teeth were able to tug on the cord holding it together. He yanked a few times until the bow came undone.

Pressure from her breasts spread the soft material, allowing them to spring free from the fabric. He bent to kiss them then flipped her over and went to work on her dress. He spread the lacing and opened the bodice. When her tempting breasts were completely bared for his view, he let out a breath.

Friday, July 26, 2013


Welcome! Here's a sweet tidbit from my newest release in the Hollywood Hearts series, MOVIE LOVERS. It's 3 a.m. on Christmas. Jake, blanket wrapped around his waist, and Grace in her robe are watching the snow fall in the living room of her sister's apartment.
“You miss your mom, don’t you?” 
She tore her gaze from his body and rested it on his face as she gave a brief nod in answer to his question. “She tried so hard to make it up to us for being a one-parent family. She was like having two parents. Holidays were special times. We all stopped working to play together.”
"You worked as a kid?” 
“Yep. Mama’s helper at thirteen. Babysitting when I was fourteen.”
“Me, too. First delivering papers at eleven, then in my dad’s auto shop.” 
“You know car repair?” 
“Like the back of my hand. When I graduated high school, my dad wanted me to join him.” 
“Is he disappointed you didn’t?” 
“Not anymore. Since I’ve made a couple of movies. But he was at first. We didn’t speak for a while.”
Gracie touched his shoulder, ignoring the sizzle that leapt into her body at the contact with his skin.
 A bit about the book:

Can revenge turn to regret? Humiliated by a slick producer and her sister’s co-star, Grace plots payback. But the scheme turns sour, robbing Grace of the only happiness she’s known since the death of her beloved mother. Can she regain her self-respect and the respect of the man she loves?   
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