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Hi everyone. It’s been a long time since I found my way here. Charmaine Gordon tagged me on FB the other day and invited me back. I hope you’ve all had a fantastic summer. I’m sharing a snippet from a paranormal novella I’m writing. Working title Mating Song, but  subject to change.

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Before she’d met Ian, it had been ages since Billie brought a man home. An now here he was for the fourth time, already stripped and walking naked around the room, studying the photographs she’d taken.

“It’s something the way you’ve caught the personality of each wolf; their eyes seem almost human in these pictures.”

“Let’s just say I’ve had a lot of time to study them,” she answered.

Ian shrugged and asked, “Same rules tonight?”

Yes,” she said, pointing at the mat. “I pin you and I’m in control; you pin me…” she stopped to snicker, “well you can try.”

“I’m ready for you tonight,” he said grimly, launching himself at her in a rush.

They waged skin to skin battle, their bodies slick with sweat, when Ian laid his full two-hundred and fity plus pounds across her and she pretended to be pinned.

God she loved playing with him and it would be hard saying goodbye; but it would be much harder explaining that sometimes she turned furry and howled at night.


Weekend Writing Warriors

Hi everyone! Hope your summer is going well. So far, mine has been wonderful and so packed with fun it’s hard to get writing time.That said,  I’ve been at the beach this week for a  family reunion.

***A Note: Thank you, Google Blog Authors who’ve left comments for me here. I’m sorry that I haven’t lbeen able to reciprocate. Your platform doesn’t recognize me.  (I have a google account and an inanactive google blog). Suggestions welcome.

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Today, I’m continuiing last week’s scene from my latest Smoke, Inc. title, PHATT Farm. (Creative punctuation to make this fit.) ????

Gerta heard and obeyed, dragging the stool back up the slope to stand guard over me where I lay waiting in a tangle of table and pain for someone to call the police.


The impact of the bullets had knocked the wind out of me, and possibly cracked a rib or two; I didn’t know how badly I was hurt, but I could barely breathe.


What if I hadn’t warn body armor to sweat–what if he’d aimed at my head? My already constricted breath froze in my lungs at that thought and to quell my panic, I concentrated on the perp’s methodology instead of my close encounter with death.


He must have used a silencer to keep things quiet. I hadn’t been an unlucky casualty of a nutcase out randomly whacking people; he’d been after me–the attack had been premeditated.


Nobody inside paid any attention to the overturned table and I might have remained unnoticed except for Gerta’s barking.


“I don’t feel well,” I think I said after help appeared and I managed to assess my damage.


Spilled coffee, had seeped into my pantleg, cream cheese from my croissant decorated my knee, and my Kevlar vest had two deep dents an inch apart in the area covering my heart.


The good news—I had an excuse for skipping my sister’s bachelorette party; the bad news—someone wanted me dead.

BLURB: FBI agent Mackenzie Sierra Scott grimly anticipates six weeks of mindless boredom as she and her dog travel to Phatt Farm. Not realizing the full extent of her aversion toward dieting, her handler has stashed her at an off-the-grid weight loss center. Until she testifies at the trial of a killer, she’ll be in-hiding, one health-nut among many.

But perhaps a country vacation is just what she needs. Upon meeting resident farmer, Eazy Phatt, Mack thinks of many ways they can burn calories together. And from his immediate attention, she knows he feels the attraction too. When Eazy invites her to help him with farm work as an alternative to a daily regime of yoga and pushups, she accepts, picturing hours of gratuitous sex.

Hot body aside, there’s nothing easy about Eazy. Instead of becoming her lover, he turns Mack into a farmhand, keeping her busy driving tractor, stacking hay, picking apples, shucking corn, and somewhere along the way, falling in love. And that all happens before the shooting starts.

PHATT Farm coming soon.

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