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Fated to be Yours
September 1, 2015
Hearts are fragile, and mine's been shattered before...
I have always thought of love in the abstract, never something to come true. My past has shown me time after time that those who are supposed to love you will only lead you to disappointment. Destiny, fate, chance...those are things that I have never believed in.
A chance encounter with a distinct pair of blue eyes and a heart-melting smile challenges my knowledge of life and love.
Because there's something about this stranger that has me believing in the possibility of more...
Book 1 in the Fated duet
Fated to be Mine
October 6, 2015
I've made a mistake. Can we find our way back?
They say that distance makes the heart grow fonder, or that time heals all wounds. What they don't tell you is that it doesn't lessen the pain. I don't think those people have experienced a loss like this.
I left my heart in London, and I'm not sure I'll ever get it back.
But fate has a plan of her own. She keeps me guessing and hoping that not everything is as it seems.
Hearts can be shattered but can also be put back together. Especially when love doesn't give up on you, even if you think it has.
Book 2 in the Fated duet
Lessons of the Heart
March 12, 2016
The first time we met, James Dumont knocked me off my feet.
He's sexy and smart, the classic good guy.... Exactly what I want, and everything I've ever dreamed of. The most perfect guy at Somerset High School.
He even makes sixth-period Geography interesting.
Everyone says high school is tough. Fighting my attraction to James? That's the hardest part, because this guy, my perfect match, the one who makes my heart overrule my head...
He's my teacher.
What if the greatest lesson you could learn in school couldn't be found in a book?
I Don't Regret You
August 14, 2017
Appearances are everything in this small town.
I've become a master at putting on a show. Perfect wife. Perfect mother.
Mike made sure I knew my place, constantly reminding me it was never at the top.
My kids deserve better. I deserve better.
Trying to juggle everything while putting myself back together might be the craziest thing I've ever done.
Or so I thought.
Keeping the line between friendship and more with Henry, my new boss, might have hit the limit.
Divorced. Father of two. Restaurant owner and the nicest man you'll ever meet.
I've had a lot of regrets in my life.
Let's hope he isn't one of them.
Serenading the Shadows
November 10, 2016
There's nothing, not anymore.
No perfect life.
No clear path.
I didn't want the life my parents mapped out for me. Being the piano prodigy was never my goal. It was theirs.
I craved normalcy, a life of my own.
I should have been careful what I wished for because one second, one moment of anger was all it took to rip away everything that mattered.
Now I'm left with nothing but regret.
He thinks he can save me, but the shadows that surround always pull me back, reminding me of what I'd done, of what I'd wanted.
He's a rock god. I'm a nothing.
And I refuse to take him down with me.
Notes of the Past
March 11, 2017
I love women, but never for more than one night.
That's the rule I live by now. No more messy emotions. Just in and out. Sure, some may think that makes me an asshole, but they know the game when they crawl into my bed. It's never about love.
Been there, done that. No thanks.
With the band racing up the charts and a different woman warming my bed every night, I'm completely satisfied.
Or I thought I was.
One glimpse into the crowd, one familiar face...that's all it takes and I'm a goner all over again. We're connected through the notes of our past, but I don't know if it's enough this time around.
February 17, 2018
Falling in love with your best friend's little sister is never a good idea. Getting caught kissing her, that's even worse.
I watched Lizzie Donovan grow up - from pigtails and scraped knees to pouty lips and lush curves.
It wasn't until one night nine years ago in the front seat of her car, with her lips on mine, that I realized what I was feeling was far more than friendship.
Of course, I felt her brother's wicked left hook shortly after.
One promise was all it took to push her away.
This is my chance.
I have three months to convince her that she's the song in my heart and we're more than just forbidden lyrics.
July 24, 2018
Downbeat |n|: The first beat in a measure, often the strongest.
Fame, fortune, traveling to different cities across the country…I’m living the dream. As the drummer for the Lightning Strikes, it’s my job to hook you in and keep you coming back for more. It’s my craft, my calling, what I’m a master at.
Even with all that, I’m still just a normal guy who wants to eat at food trucks and lounge on the couch, playing video games until I can’t see straight.
Everything was perfect.
At least I thought it was, until a blonde bombshell walked into my life and made me question everything I thought I knew.
I want her.
I need her.
Only, she’s afraid of the spotlight, afraid of what it’ll do to her and the ones she loves. The wall around her heart is keeping me out, but I know before long I will break down her barriers.
She needs to know that there is more to us than what she sees, that this chemistry between us is our downbeat to forever.
All the guys in the band have their happily ever after. Maybe it’s time for mine.
September 10, 2019
Babies. They’re everywhere.
My closest friends are all in family mode. It's like a constant alarm on their biological clocks that won't stop ringing until an army of kids surrounds us all. Being the wives of rock stars, dealing with the spotlight, tours, and balancing time with their husbands, they have a lot on their plates. Whereas my only concern is when Gabe will be home from managing the bar.
Everyone keeps asking when we’re going to start trying. Our family. Our friends. At least my husband hasn’t joined in, but I see the look in his eyes every time someone says they’re pregnant.
He wants to start but I’m content on just practicing until the time is right.
Unfortunately, nothing ever works out the way you plan.
Two little lines. One scary adventure.
At least I won’t be alone.
After all, misery loves company.
Her Royal Fling
March 4, 2021
It was only supposed to be for a few days.
When Mr. Tall, Dark, and Sexy asks me to play tour guide to him and his friends for their bachelor getaway weekend, I’m helpless to resist. Then again, I’ve always been a sucker for an accent, piercing blue eyes, and a panty-melting grin.
Luke and I shared an immediate attraction. From the moment our eyes met, I was a goner. I would have done practically anything for a little more time with him.
Even wanting to be his three-day vacation fling.
Reckless? Maybe. Do I regret it? Not a chance – even if I can’t get him out of my head.
When a wedding invitation shows up at my door, it takes all of half a second to make up my mind to see the man I can’t stop thinking about.
Only I may be in over my head.
His Royal Plan
April 15, 2021
How did my life spin this out of control?
What was meant to be the trip of a lifetime has devolved into utter heartbreak.
The man I thought I was falling in love with believes the worst of me, thanks in part to his scheming mother—the evil queen.
It seems as though her sole mission is to tear us apart, and she’s using every dirty trick in the book.
Lies, deceit, subterfuge…this isn’t what I signed up for. I don’t care about the title or the prestige.
All I want is Luke.
How fitting that another lie is what I’m told will save us. My prince says he has a plan in place. To be patient. To wait.
But I’m not sure my heart can take much more.
September 15, 2022
It’s in black and white beneath his yearbook photo for all to see. Tyler Cannon: All-American jock, prom king, and our very own hometown hero.
A triple threat.
He was the most popular guy in school, getting whatever—and whoever—handed to him on a silver platter.
Even though we ran in similar circles and had most of our classes together, I was invisible to him. Not once was I ever his flavor of the week.
Not that I wanted to be.
Nope, not at all.
I mean, who would want his big, strong hands caressing their body or his green eyes piercing straight into their soul?
Ten years have passed, and my childhood crush has mostly dwindled. Sure, he still crosses my mind sometimes—usually at night—but hardly a blip on my radar.
Until I find myself working as his personal assistant.
I spent years being invisible to this would-be god. I’d like to see him ignore me now.
Only, we’re constantly at war. Nothing good ever comes from wanting your boss. There’s a fine line between love and hate, and we’re dancing precariously close to the edge.