Royalty, American Style!

I feel like I have perfect timing with my newest release.  With so much talk these days about Prince Harry and his new American “Princess” Meghan, American Royalty is a hot topic.  Unfortunately, my own American Royalty is ficticious, but that doesn’t make Colton King any less yummy.  After all, our heroes from our professional sports are the closest thing we have to royalty, next to the Kardashians, of course. 🙂

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Harper refuses to be the next notch on the King of Baseball’s bedpost.

Playboy Colton King is American royalty… sports royalty that is. The MLB all-star is also the newest millionaire bachelor in an R-rated cable reality show. Six gorgeous women are prepared to do anything to win him as their prize. So why does he only want the one woman on the set he’s not supposed to have?

Harper Gardener wasn’t supposed to be part of the show, but when Colton turns his charms in her direction, she finds resistance is futile. Can she make it out with her heart still in tact and without being made the fool on national television?

Author’s Note: This book first appeared in the Royally, Mine boxed set that was released in August, 2017.  I have added on approximately 8K new words to give readers a glimpse into their first Christmas morning together.

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An Excerpt from Harper’s POV:

“Okay, introductions are finished. The participants have mingled over drinks for thirty minutes. Mr. Wallace gave the green light for me to start serving the first course as soon as they’re seated,” Cecelia, long time caretaker of the property, confirmed.

“Sounds good. The salads are in the walk-in fridge on a tray to the right. I made a couple homemade dressings, too.”

“Wow, such talent. You’ve only been here a few hours.” The kind, older woman’s smile was genuine, a rare commodity in Harper’s life recently. “It’s so nice to have the kitchen back in use again after all these years. The Ungers weren’t well the last few years they resided here and well, the main house has been empty now going on a year.”

“I can’t believe this dream kitchen has been laying to waste. And don’t tell Mr. Wallace, but I cheated a bit. I made one of my signature dishes from my old job. I could make this ravioli dish in my sleep. I’ll have to work my way up to harder entrees after I get the lay of the kitchen,” Harper added.

But it wasn’t the kitchen she was worried about. It was the long list of special requests from the temperamental participants in the show that concerned her. Having dietary restrictions was one thing. The lists of things some of these women refused to eat read like a culinary final exam: what meal can you make from water and this stalk of celery?

Two identified as a vegan, which in and of itself was difficult for a chef responsible for feeding a large group of people. Another refused to eat carbs or dairy. A fourth hated vegetables and seafood while a fifth would only eat vegetables and seafood. Add in a gluten free and sugar free request and she felt like the producers should call her part of the show, Mission Impossible.

This should be fun.

The one thing she knew for sure was that they would all be hating tonight’s dinner. She’d kept it simple, with soup, salad, pasta and dessert, but based on the information sheets, each of the women would be equally disappointed by their first meal in their temporary home. She could only hope they’d be too distracted by the misogynistic asshole they were all trying to woo to notice.


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Ready to be Rescued?

Happy Release Day To Me!!

It has been a long journey that started over a year ago, but the sixth, and final, Black Light book of 2017 went live today.  Black Light: Rescued is the continuation of Khloe Monroe and Ryder Helm’s story that started at Valentine’s Day when they were paired together by the roulette wheel.  There was never a couple more unlikely to make it than the deep-cover CIA agent and the A-List actress, yet neither of them could get the other out of their hearts, and minds.  When Ryder finds out Khloe is in danger, there is nothing that is going to keep him away from protecting her.

Rescued is a fast paced, suspense story with a sexy love story wove in-between.  You’ll get to visit with some of your old BL friends, and meet several new.

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Sex… Spies… Stalkers… Stars

Three incredible hours was all it took to form a bond that refuses to be broken.

Saying goodbye after Valentine Roulette had crushed them both, but Ryder Helms is a realist.  He knows his CIA covert career will never allow him to be with a superstar like Khloe Monroe. Deep undercover in Russia, Ryder has done unspeakable things to prove his loyalty to the Volkov Bratva. When faced with a morality test no man should have to take, he’s forced to burn years of undercover work, earning himself very powerful and dangerous enemies who will stop at nothing to exact their revenge.

Now an A-list Hollywood actress, Khloe discovers that with fame comes danger. When she is uncertain whom she can trust, she turns to her friends, Chase and Jaxson, for help. She didn’t expect them to bring in an experienced bodyguard. A dominant who had the power to command her body, and crush her heart.

Discovering Khloe was in danger is all it takes to bring Ryder to her side, but was his presence putting her at even more risk?   It terrifies him to think of what the Volkovs would do if they got their hands on the actress who had stolen his heart.

He knew one thing for certain.  No one got to hurt Khloe Monroe but himself.


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New Release – Just in time for 4th of July!

Happy 4th of July to all of my American readers and fans!  And happy Tuesday to everyone else. 🙂 LOL  I hope everyone’s summer is off to a great start (or winter for my Australian friends!)   I’m celebrating America’s Independence Day with a hot new military suspense story, Call Sign: Thunder.   Check out this fun excerpt!

Extended Excerpt: 

This was the part of the mission Zach hated the most. The waiting sucked. It wasn’t exactly like he could play a game of Angry Birds on his phone or text his friends at Camp Lejeune back in North Carolina. He needed to watch his six.

He turned off the engine. He was used to the ringing that hummed through his ears from the helicopter engine. It took several minutes to grow accustomed to the sudden silence of the forest surrounding him. He took his headphones off and flipped the switch on the dash that allowed him to listen in on the comms with his squad, not that they’d be doing much talking for the next thirty minutes. They’d be on radio silence until they arrived at the compound.

The buzzing sound of insects replaced the buzz in his ears. The late summer heat was oppressive as the sounds of the active forest life infiltrated the cockpit of the small helicopter. He unlatched the triangle of a window next to him, pushing it out the few inches, hoping to catch a breeze.

A familiar yearning for a cigarette hit him right on schedule. He’d given up the nasty habit over two years before and most of the time he didn’t miss lighting up. The only times he truly missed his previous habit was when out drinking with his buddies, and during downtime like this while he waited to pick up the gang after they got to play Superman.

If they were Superman, what did that make him?

The snap of a nearby twig grabbed his full attention. The tall trees surrounding the slight clearing he was parked in now obscured what little moonlight they’d had on the flight in. He leaned down to grab his high-powered flashlight, shining it into the surrounding trees, looking for anything that could pose a danger to his location.

Not for the first time, he was glad he wasn’t afraid of the dark. The night was pitch black; the kind of dark that could hide the boogieman. He was about to turn off the light and chalk the sound up to a small animal when his narrow beam of light caught a flash of red moving about ten yards into the dense tree cover.

“Fuck.” He threw the flashlight to the floor, reaching for the ignition button, bringing the engine to life. He had just lifted his baby off the grassy ground when a half dozen men rushed out of the trees, heading for him with their weapons drawn, pointed his way.

Thunder didn’t hesitate, lifting up quickly and pitching to the right as soon as the copter cleared the treetops. The sound of gunfire could be heard a split second before the bullets started ripping through the bottom of the helicopter. The sound of projectiles ricocheting threatened to deafen him in the confined space, and he cursed taking his ear protection off.

Yeah, well, if you hadn’t, you wouldn’t have known how close they were.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he was out of range of the guerrillas he had left behind, but he wasn’t foolish enough to think he was out of danger. He grabbed his comms unit and broke radio silence.

“Watch your six, Superman. Thunder taking fire. Headed to secondary location ahead of schedule. Copy?”

“Copy that, Thunder. Looks like we might have been expected.”
”Copy that, Superman. On standby.”
Major McIntyre had said the words he’d been thinking. No one should have been in the

forest tonight. It was why they’d chosen that location for their drop off. It was mountainous terrain, miles away from the nearest farms or crime compounds. If they had a welcoming committee at their drop off, there was a good chance they might have company at the Blanco Compound or, worse yet, the pick-up rendezvous.

Zach started running contingency plans through his head and decided to deviate from his planned flight plan. It might be risky, but he needed to get eyes on the compound to see what the squad would be stepping into. He banked hard left, heading south for ten miles before circling around to come at the compound from the opposite direction. This was a risky flight because it would have him flying directly over Carlos Blanco’s mountaintop residence, located three miles south of the compound. At this hour, any movement there meant the whole area was awake and waiting for them.

Thunder flew as low as possible, the running boards of the helicopter skimming the treetops more than once. This—this was what he lived for. His ability to go where most of his peers wouldn’t dare was why he was the most requested pilot.

The drug lord’s personal fortress was over the next ridge. Zach would fly west of the tall wall meant to keep out unwanted visitors. Their recon of the residence had shown armed guards would be in strategically placed towers at the corners of the property. He’d need to steer clear of them or he might be taking her back with a few more bullet holes.

The second he cleared the ridge, he knew he was in trouble. Several high-power spotlights shone into the sky from the four corner towers of the property. The engine of the Huey was one of the quietest in their fleet, but he knew that out in the country it would be more than loud enough to be picked up by the goons on the ground. He banked left, confident he could avoid the searchlight long enough to get out of range of the rifles.

What he hadn’t counted on was the enemy arming the tower guards with the very ground to air missiles they were on a mission to destroy. The bomb tore through the tail of the copter with a thunderous explosion. Zach’s training kicked in, allowing him to keep his cool long enough to send his mayday.

“Mayday, mayday, Superman. Hit by bogie over target’s crib. Thunder going down. Need to call for backup bus.”

“Roger that, Thunder. Hoof it to the rendezvous for extraction.”

There was little control left. Zach struggled to navigate to the only small clearing in sight, setting down hard enough to lurch his body forward. Only the heavy seatbelt buckling him in kept him from projecting out through the front windshield.

The immediate silence of the dead engine was replaced with the crackling of fire. He needed to get out before the whole craft blew up.

Or before those assholes get here with their guns.

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Allison Benson wants to cut loose as an exchange student in Colombia, finally away from her father’s overbearing protectiveness for the first time. But she grows careless and soon finds herself being kidnapped, headed for certain hell on earth.

Captain Zachary Garrett shouldn’t even be on the ground in the Colombian forest, but the helicopter he was piloting was shot down behind enemy lines. When he hears a distinctly American, distinctly female voice screaming for help, he realizes that he is probably the only hope the beautiful woman has of escape.

After he has returned her to safety, she disappears from his life, but he can’t stop thinking about Allie. They spent just a few hours together, so how and why was she able to get under his skin in so short a time? More importantly, does she feel the same way about him? Should he try to find her, to see if they can turn a short, sizzling encounter into something more?

Publisher’s Note: This fast-paced military romance with action adventure and suspense that will keep you on edge.

New Release: Black Light: Cuffed by Measha Stone #SatSpanks


Surprise!  The newest Black Light book is coming hot off the presses!  I’m so excited to announce Black Light: Cuffed by the wonderful Measha Stone is now available!  Black Light fans are going to love this hot new addition to the series.  Check out this beautiful cover!

Enjoy this hot snippet from early in the story. As you can see our main characters have a few things they will need to work out. 🙂

Snippet from Tate’s POV:

She finished her wine and motioned for a second. “Yes. And I wanted to sort of put it out of my mind tonight, so if you’ll just go away so a real man can step up, that’d be great.”

His eyebrows shot up, and he could feel the muscles in his forehead tense at her boldness.

“So no more little shots and brattiness, just going straight for rude and obnoxious. Hoping that will get you the hard spanking you’re desperately looking for tonight?” He moved closer to her, but was careful not to touch her. When Becca came back around with the bottle of wine, he reached over and covered her glass with his hand.

“What are you doing?” She craned her neck to look up at him, a mixture of annoyance and hope lingering in the heated stare.

“I’m asking you what you want; it’s a direct question. If you came here looking for someone to give you that hard spanking you seem to need, I’m offering my hand. If you want me to walk away and let you try to find the next guy who will give you a few unsatisfying swats, I’ll walk right now. Either way, if you’re playing tonight you’re not having another glass.” He should have just walked away. Just let her wallow in her own stress puddle and let her figure out what she needed, but he couldn’t. Just wouldn’t walk away.



Sydney isn’t one to go around directing the doms she plays with. If they don’t know how hard and how long to go, she walks.  Voicing her desires isn’t even an option. As an assistant DA she’s used to asking questions, not answering them.

Tate knows exactly what Sydney is after, how far she could go before she finds that sweet oblivion submissives find beneath his flogger. But he’s not giving it to her until she can ask for it.  He sees the fire burning in her and will try everything to show her how to let it burn wild.

One snag, there’s a murderer in town and it’s their job to make sure they get the right guy and keep him behind bars. But when the case starts to hit a little too close to home can Tate and Sydney work side by side without losing each other in the fray?

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Black Light: Suspended is Here! #SatSpanks


Black Light fans should be happy this week!  The amazing Maggie Ryan joined the Black Light family with a brand new full length novel set in our world. She put together a fabulous story with steamy sex, smoking BDSM and heartwarming romance that you are gonna fall in love with. She even threw in adorable dogs!   Black Light: Suspended is now available here.  Check out this tasty scene with Charlize and Dillon when they’ve just found each other at the club.



She nodded again and when he lifted her off the stool, she wrapped herself around him but then said, “Wait!”

“Babe, I’ve waited long enough.” He slipped one hand under her dress, loving the gasp she gave as he palmed her sex. “You look absolutely beautiful in this dress. The color reminds me of my favorite pie… pumpkin.” He gave her a quick kiss. “And while I love the taste of your lips, it’s time to taste the rest of you.”

Her cheeks flushed as she said, “My- my shoe.”


She giggled and pointed back to where they’d been standing. He turned to see a lone brown heel propped against a leg of the stool. “Marty was right. She said this club would knock my socks off.”

He grinned and set her down before squatting to pick up her shoe. Seeing her tilting a bit to one side, he slipped the shoe onto her foot. “That takes care of the shoe, now let’s take care of the rest,” Dillon said, kissing her lightly again before stepping back. With her permission and acceptance, he went into full Dom mode. “All right. From here on out, you’ll call me Sir, understood?”


He didn’t speak, didn’t move his eyes from hers. She seemed puzzled, then flushed. “Oh, you mean starting now?”

“Yes, starting now,” he said with a grin.

“Oh, okay, I- I mean, yes, Sir.”


Torn between duty and desire…

Charlize Fullerton has spent years proving she’s a strong, capable, professional woman in a male-dominated profession. As a DEA officer it’s imperative that she presents herself as tough. But on the night she goes undercover, that shell begins to crack.

Dillon MacAllister is a Special Agent with the FBI working with various agencies training their K-9 corps. When he meets Charlize on a joint task force sent in to take down a drug smuggling ring, he wants her immediately… not just because she is an extremely talented, intelligent agent, but because beneath that tough exterior, he recognizes the extraordinary woman within.

When their mission ends, he’s sure he has lost his chance to win her over – until fate intervenes, bringing them together in a most unexpected location… the most exclusive BDSM club in D.C. Now Dillon has a new mission: to prove to Charlie that bonds won’t take away her freedom… they’ll allow her to fly.

Suspended is a novel in the Black Light series but can be read as a stand-alone.

DISCLAIMER: This book is intended for adults only. It contains elements of BDSM, anal play, shibari, and power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

Available now for only $2.99 on Amazon or FREE for KU readers!!

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