Morgan, the new second grade teacher at Pineview Elementary school, has it all
together in the classroom; it’s her personal life that she can’t find peace
with. Unable to let go of the guilt that she is harboring from her past, she
punishes herself by running from all potential relationships.
patience is put to the test when Dailan O’Maley the obnoxious but very sexy
uncle of one of her students enters her life. She slowly cracks away at
Dailan’s crude, crass exterior when they are forced to work together for the
sake of his nephew. The two of them learn a lesson in love that neither had
planned as they discover that the guilt they are hiding deep inside isn’t the
only thing they have in common. Unbeknownst to her, he holds more than just the
key to her heart.
waitress came over to take our order and I couldn’t help but notice Dailan
checking her out when she walked away. “You know that’s just wrong,” I
asked, clearly aware to what I was referring.
you look at women like they’re sex objects.”
his eyes at me. “You know, I like that girl that I met at the bar that night
better than the uptight school teacher.”
‘cause that girl that you met in the bar doesn’t exist,” I said.
betcha if that girl had a few drinks she would come back out,” he said with a
over, forgetting that Ryan was even there. He was coloring the picture on the
back of his placemat, not paying any mind to the bantering going on between me
and his uncle. I picked up a crayon and began coloring with him in an effort
not to make any more conversation with his uncle. I finally looked up when I
could feel him staring at me.
asked in annoyance.
laughing and trying to play innocent. I had to admit that he looked absolutely
adorable at that particular moment with his cute boyish grin.
you staring at me?” I asked.
think you’re hot,” he said as he chewed on his straw and his smile became even
wider. Ryan started to giggle, never taking his eyes from his coloring.
I pursed my
lips and shook my head. “What, are you twelve?” His only response was the
arrogant smirk that I had become so acquainted with over the past few months.
“You know what – why did I even agree to come out with you tonight? Oh
wait—that’s right, I didn’t agree, you just took it upon yourself to barge into
my classroom and demand that I go,” I said, not finding any humor in his
always take demands like that from a man, darlin’? If so, I think I need to get
you in the bedroom,” he said as he rubbed the scruff on his cheek.
take his obnoxious behavior anymore. I shook my head and shot him a dirty look
before giving him a swift kick in the knee.
wasn’t very nice,” he said as he rubbed his knee under the table.
“Keep it up
and I’ll aim just a little higher.”
would be your loss.”
sure it wouldn’t be,” I snapped.
unfazed by it all as he continued to color. I realized now exactly where Ryan
got his colorful vocabulary - from the immature, arrogant male chauvinist
sitting across from me. Did I mention incredibly sexy as well?
Ever since I can remember, I have always enjoyed Creative Writing. There was always something about being able to travel to a different place or become a different person with just the stroke of a pen - or in today's world a touch of the keyboard.
My life is not as interesting as my books or the characters in them, but then again whose life is? I was born and have lived in New Jersey my whole life. I'm a mom of twin teenage boys, a teenage stepson, a crazy Border Collie and a cat with an identity crisis! I guess you can say writing is my form of Calgon! I am married to a wonderful guy - but we'll keep that between us, I don't want him getting a big head!
"An Unplanned Life" the sequel/prequel to "An Unplanned Lesson" will be releasing on 11/7/13 and I already have a vested interest in the characters of my next novel "A Cry For Hope" releasing some time in 2014.....stay tuned for details!
When I took a job as a
bartender at Hanson’s to help pay for my classes, the last thing I expected to
find was Kale Wilder. He’s sexy, smart, and he makes me smile and laugh faster
than anyone ever has. More importantly, he makes me believe in Mr. Right.
But Kale came to the wrong
place at the wrong time, because someone else has his eyes on me. Someone who
watches my every move.
Kale’s the only one I want,
but the more I feel for him, the more I fear for my safety. Because the other
guy is getting closer and doesn't want to share. He’s made it clear if he can’t
have me, no one can.
Elle Jordan is the
mastermind behind all kinds of things that need masterminds. …okay, not really,
but she IS the mastermind behind…something. Her name, maybe.
Elle lives in the south,
about an hour from the Happiest Place on Earth (aka Disney), drinks enough Mtn.
Dew to keep the company in business, and has four lovable (read: evil and
conniving) pets. She’s also the secret, evil alter-ego of another name. She’d
tell you that other name, but then it wouldn’t be a secret.
When she isn’t writing, she
can usually be found on Facebook, Twitter, or with Photoshop open, making
covers for books she doesn’t have enough time to write.
Chloe and Derrick have spent most of their lives together as
friends and as lovers; they have formed a connection that few couples can make
last. This duo is bound by one thing that no one can destroy. They have been
touched by one another and no one can take that away.
That is until one of them is forced to make a decision and their
lives take on a different path.
Can these two withstand the reality of what lies ahead? Are they
able to hold a relationship together with just the mere fact that they may love
each other? Is it possible to maintain a bond that no one else has been able to
Chloe and Derrick may have the relationship others dream about,
but sometimes things do get in the way and it can be impossible to forgive and
Things heat up, and not just the Georgia summertime, when
Dane and Laney go head to head over plans for her new duplex. But Laney's got
his number, and knows just how to coerce her bossy, domineering man. Spend the
summer with the gang and find out...just how many is a crowd?
The members of the Evolve Crew are getting
older; so is the content. Mature audiences recommended.
“Men shouldn’t know how to decorate anyway, using words like
gaudy.” I let one brow raise and give him a suspicious smirk. “Do I need to
learn how to fix the cars then? What if I get a flat?” “Oh baby,” he growls,
his feet pounding the floor as he stalks toward me, “you questioning my
manliness?” “Maybe,” I tease, slowing backing up. “Nancy.” My eyes dart
anxiously around the room, mentally planning my escape route in this new
territory. He laughs deeply, not a ‘ha ha that’s funny’ laugh, but more an ‘uh
huh I’m coming to get ya’ sexy laugh. “Got it planned yet?” He grins knowingly,
one eyebrow cocked. “Better run to wherever looks the most comfortable.”
There’s no furniture yet, what is he talking about comfortable? Seeing the
confusion on my face, he answers unasked. “Showing you how much of a man I am
when I catch ya,” he creeps closer, “so I’d stay away from the tile, might hurt
your back,” the mischief in his eyes ignites as he continues moving slowly
closer, “or your knees.” Do I still have to pretend I don’t want to be caught?
I love this side of Dane; the dominant, controlling, hunter than comes out more
and more every day. The game’s precept itself is laughable; no one could
question Dane’s virility. It seeps from his pores, an aura around him taking up
all the air in a room. And he’s all mine. From his forever jostled brown locks
and matching warm eyes, cocky lopsided grin and sculpted chest all the way to
his eight back, that irresistible v and toned, tight ass- he is mine. “You
wouldn’t!” I challenge, knowingly delightfully well that he would. “Oh baby,
you know I can and will.” He flips open the button on his pants, that cocky
grin suffocating me from where he stands, “I think you want me to.”
Crank Wilson and Julia
Thompson love each other madly. But after Crank’s huge mistake during the
summer, on the road with Crank’s rock band Morbid Obesity, they aren’t getting
Sean Wilson and
Carrie Thompson are the seventeen year old younger siblings of Julia and Crank.
Carrie is on her way to New York to start college at Columbia University and
Sean is on his way home to Boston. For the next five days, they’re stuck in a
car. Along the way, they’ll contend with screaming matches, giant spiders and a
240-pound pissed off Marine.
And the whole
way, Crank will be faced with one question. After he screwed up so badly, is
there any way he can win Julia back?
Sloane Locke has led a sheltered life. However, with a history like
hers, she can understand why her brothers and her father want so much to
protect her. She has gone along with it for twenty long years, but those
days are over. For the girl who never makes promises, Sloane has made a
pact with herself that things will change on her twenty-first birthday.
So when the clock strikes midnight, Sloane strikes out to spread her wings
and break a few rules.
In addition to inking skin, Hemi Spencer possesses many talents.
Controlling himself has never been one of them. It’s never had to
be. He’s lived a life of indulgence for as long as he can remember.
Right up until tragedy struck. Now, he’s nothing but controlled. He’s a man on a
mission, one who will let nothing and no one stand in his way.
Nothing in their lives could’ve prepared Sloane and Hemi for what they’d
find in each other—distraction and obsession, love and possession. But
the one thing they can’t find is a future. Neither one has been totally
honest. And they’ll soon learn that the devil is in the details. In
the details and in the lies.
How far will two people go to live in the now when the now is all they’ve
Leighton is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of
The Wild Ones and The Bad Boys romance trilogies. She is a native of
Ohio, relocated to the warmer climates of the South, where she lets her mind
wander to romantic settings with sexy Southern guys much like the one she married
and the ones you'll find in her latest books. When her thoughts aren't
roaming in that direction, she'll be riding horses, swimming in ponds and
experiencing life on a ranch, all without leaving the cozy comfort of her
A five-minute trolley ride, one troublemaking
luggage, and two stolen identities. Six months later, two strangers discover
they’re married. She wants an annulment. He has other plans.
Being illegally hitched is about the only way
Chase Lennox would ever be shackled to any woman. But when the multimillionaire
playboy finds out he’s married to the woman who caused him to lose the biggest
deal of his life, Chase decides before he gives his new wife an annulment,
she’s going to help him close the deal he’d lost. Jessina Landi has a three-foot radius comfort
zone. The last man she let into it cost her a lot more than a broken heart. And
the huge debt she owes for that trust, well, it’s due. If she takes Chase
Lennox's up on his offer, it’s sure to cover the bill. There’s an annulment waiting at the end of their
rainbow… well, that’s if they can get through the next two weeks without
consummating the marriage.
~ Excerpt ~
“Finish getting ready. We’re outta here in a
few minutes,” he said, then turned his back to her.
She struggled to retort from the total body
meltdown. “Are we heading back to your apartment?”
“Yes,” he said just as he disappeared from the
“Good.” She raised her voice. “You can drop me
off at the bus stop then.”
Chase’s head swayed back in the doorway. “Come
“I’m going home, but I’ll be back in time for
Caplin’s arrival on Thursday.”
Chase stepped back into the room. “Why do you
want to go home?”
The question caught her off guard. She’d
assumed he’d be pleased to be rid of her. Nonetheless, telling him the truth
wasn’t an option. “As you said, the only reason we needed to spend time
together was so I could get to know you, so we can convince Caplin we’re
His forehead wrinkled. “And you feel like you
know me now?”
“Well enough to pull off a bullshit marriage,
“Hmm.” He rubbed his chin, then dropped his
hand and took a step toward her. His intense regard held her captive.
She clung to those dark eyes, waiting for him
to say something.
“I don’t want you to go.” His low, husky words
resonated in her ears.
Her body hesitated, her heart skipped, and her
nerves stammered. She was convinced that all of her senses had failed her, because
she was sure she hadn’t heard him right. “What?”
“There’re a few more things you need to know
about me in order to successfully pull this off, Jessina.”
Every single one of her senses came back to
life as he approached her.
“Will you stay here with me just one more
night?” he asked, stopping in front of her. “So I can show them to you?”
“What?” Heat flushed through her body once
more. “What sort of things?”
Dark, ravishing eyes dropped to her mouth as he
drew a finger down the side of her cheek. It trailed along her neck, gently
grazing her shoulder and caressing the length of her arm. “The sort of things I
would do with my real wife.” He looked back up at her, his hand now settled on
her hip. The weight of his touch caused her stomach to clench with desire. His
hand shifted to the small of her back, and her next breath got caught in her
throat. “I want to show you how my wife would make me feel when I’m this close
to her.” He applied light pressure with his hand to her back, and the space
between them descended. Their bodies became one.
“Chase…” His name fell from her lips in a near
whisper when his hardness pressed into her tight-with-desire belly.
resides in a quiet suburb somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls, NY. Her
day job? Kelly works in health care representing a group of nursing facilities
in the WNY area. She’s been faithfully writing
for three years but did write her first book ten years ago. She put it down to
raise her son as a single mom and then picked it back up when she and her son
finally grew up. That's when she settled into her newly married adult life and
started to seriously write again. She's dabbled with Romantic Suspense stories,
but recently she's been on a contemporary kick. The recipe for the men in her
stories: a dash of bad boy attitude, a cup of strong and confident and, of
course, besides being packed with magnificent bodies, and doused with shameless
aptitudes, they must have a tender heart you want to rip out of the pages (or
your e-Reader) and take to bed with you at night.
nearly a year and a half of grieving the loss of her husband, twenty-seven year
old Alexa Sullivan Tate is headed back to her hometown after a decade of being
away. She has no idea her high school crush, Jace McAllister, the guy who stole
her heart the same night that he broke it, is more than ready to pick up the
spent the last ten years in the Army defusing bomb after bomb, trying to forget
the girl who ignited all his passions. Little does he know that the spark still
ago they had smoldering chemistry, but the spark between them now might light a
fuse that leads to an explosion even Jace can't stop. Not that he wants to. If
only Alexa can get past her guilt and trust her heart again.
do you put it all on the line when you've already lost everything once before?
*While this is a series, each book will be
standalone with spinoff characters.
nod, and she makes her way down the hall that I now see is lined with
photographs. My stomach tightens, but I figure that I need to get this over
with if I’m going to be staying here. I walk towards them, stopping at the
first picture. I’m guessing it’s from the day they first met, the time she told
me about, because she’s giving him a playful frown while he’s grinning at her
like he’s already half in love with her, which, to be honest, he probably was.
I feel a slight twinge as I take in the picture, knowing that at that moment he
had no idea how short of a life he was going to have with her. Hell, he
probably wouldn’t have even cared, as long as he had her while he could.
Shaking the thought out of my head, I
browse each one. There are candid shots of them mixed throughout professional
ones from events such as her graduation, Sierra and Jeremy’s wedding, and what
looks like an engagement party. As I pass each picture, it’s becoming more real
to me that she had a whole separate life before we reconnected. Strangely, I’m
not bothered by it, seeing how happy she looks in these pictures, even though
it was with another man and not me. I’ll admit that I was a little worried when
she told me about their fighting, but looking at these pictures? I know Ty made
her a happy woman, and I’m grateful that she had that while she could. Do I
wish it had been me? Fuck yes, but what can you do?
Coming to the last picture, I’m breathless
as the image of Alexa in a wedding dress enters my vision. I’m moving in for
closer inspection when she comes out of her room, stopping when she catches me.
Her hand covers her mouth as she closes her eyes for a split second. She
swallows hard before walking towards me. She reaches out her hand as if to
touch my arm before pulling it back, obviously thinking better of it.
I… This is probably awkward, I’m sorry. I just… I wasn’t expecting you, and I
don’t…” She trails off as she stares at the wall, glancing at the picture
before turning her eyes towards the floor.
I'm a twenty six
year old book junkie who is also obsessed with sports. Bengals, Buckeyes, Reds
are my teams! I work for the government during the day, hang out with Air
National Guard on the weekends, and am married to a guy 15 inches taller than
me. We're quite the pair! We currently live right outside of Dayton, OH with
our two cats.
I've been reading
since I was a kid. My mom was a librarian, so it was a given. Heck, she even
made sure we watched Wishbone instead of the Smurfs. In 2011 when I graduated
from college, my mom bought me a Nook, and then in the summer of 2012 I found
this amazing site called Goodreads. I was introduced to so many amazing
indie/self-published authors. After reading almost 400 books that year, my
husband gave me the push to finally sit down and write my own. It was a rocky
start, but over time the words started flowing and I couldn't get Jace and Lexi
out of my head.
If I’m not writing
or looking through tons of photos of hot men, all in the name of research, then
you can probably find me curled up with my Kindle, ignoring the rest of the
world. I love my sports almost as much as I love my books. My other obsessions
include red wine, hot men, country music, and all things Grace Potter.
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from readers, so please feel free to contact via any social media site listed