Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Welcome New Readers!


A quick shout out to the hundreds of new readers that downloaded The Legend of Lady MacLaoch during the giveaway this weekend! Holla!! And welcome! I know you're gonna love the intensity, beautiful Scottish scenery and pure drama that happens in its pages. Not to worry when you get to the end, we WILL have a sequel out in the coming year!


If you get to the end and need MOAR!! Check out Legend's page here and feel free to chat with me online via twitter, g+ or goodreads!

Happy reading!



Thursday, August 27, 2015

FREE on Amazon!


We're celebrating summer today through Monday the 31st with some cool Scottish love. Award-winning The Legend of Lady MacLaoch is FREE on Amazon Kindle! Be sure to share the love and tell your friends!

Escape to the Highlands and find yourself in love with a modern day fairy tale, click here to go to Amazon.


A legendary love, an unforgiving curse, and the discovery of a lifetime . . .

Centuries ago a vengeful curse buried itself deep into the history of the MacLaoch clan and become a legendary tale told by all those not cursed by its words.

In present-day Scotland, the laird and chief of the MacLaoch clan is an ex-Royal Air Force fighter pilot who has been past the gates of hell and returned a changed man. Rowan MacLaoch does battle with wartime memories and a family curse that threaten to consume him—unaware that his life and that of the history of the clan will be changed forever by the arrival of an American woman.

Cole Baker, a feisty recent graduate of a master’s program, stumbles upon the ancient curse while researching her bloodlines. Moved by the history of the MacLaoch clan and the mystery of its chief, she digs into the legend that had been anything but quiet for centuries.

On their quest for answers, Cole and Rowan travel to places they have never before been and become witnesses to things they have never before fathomed. The legend—one started with blood—will end with more shed as its creator finally exacts her justice.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Heatin' UP!


So.... Portland has pretty much been The Gates of Hell hot this summer. As Northwesterners we enjoy the foggy days, endless rain and suicidal tendencies from not witnessing the sun for nine months straight. So when we get a blazing hot summer as we've gotten this year, we complain. A lot. This year the number of days where it has been in the nineties and hundreds (Fahrenheit, people) has been in the 10 multiplier range. As in MONTHS of blistering heat. Personally, I'm so ready for cool weather and rain that upon seeing the rainy forcast for this week, I wept. Or maybe it was a trickle of sweat, I'm not sure.

To turn our frowns upside down (read: melted smiles) I'm giving away The Legend of Lady MacLaoch on Amazon Kindle for FREE this month (sorry about the caps, FREE doesn't get typed any other way here). Taking place in cool springtime Scotland, The Legend of Lady MacLaoch is just what we all need for a heat break. That is until you get to page two-hundred and fifty-four, then it gets HOT. IfyaknowwhatImean!

Mark your calendars! August 27-31!

Preview on Amazon here. 




Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Goodbye to Facebook


It's been a long time coming. A long spammy, rights questioning, stalker of a time coming. I've broken up with Facebook. Left it. Said goodbye. Hit 'Delete'. Then 'Enter' @ "Are you sure?".

Has anyone else noticed that Facebook is like a third wheel? After my son was born I noticed it. It was this weird shift that I was stealing moments away from my family to read other people's status, update my status, then worry about those who were having a hard time. Then worrying that I wasn't posting enough. I realized some time later that it was consuming too much time out of my day. So I stopped logging in, quit the push notifications and just took a breather. That breather lasted months. And it was nice. Then something weird started happening. Accounts that I'd started, even after I'd unlinked them from Facebook, still posted things from Facebook to me. Websites I'd never been to showed my friends in Facebook in the widget in the corner. It was like I had a stalker. Everywhere I went in the cyber-verse it was there, trying to pull me back in with group mentality: "Everyone else is doing it!" I'm not sure about you, but when I ask someone to go away and they keep showing up like bad penny (drunk ex's anyone?) I get a little temperamental. So, about the hundreth time that I got a notification from an unrelated app that offered to send an invite to my "Friends" I logged into Facebook. I looked high and low for the delete button. Realized that they hid it. Went to Google. Found the How to Wiki for deleting Facebook accounts. Logged back in. Dug deep. Passed through the center of the Earth. High-fived Frodo throwing the ring into Mordor. Climbed Mt. Everest. Found the delete button. Hit delete. Answered the riddle. Sacrificed a virgin. Solved world hunger and now my account is gone.

Gone.

I'm no longer of the Facebook world.

You know what's odd? I feel crazy liberated! As if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders!

Even if this is just temporary until my next book comes out and I decide to start another fan page. I'm glad I did it.

Have you ever felt the need to unplug? Ever done a social media fast?

Cheers,







PS - For those on the fan page, will you do me a huge favor? Sign-up for the email list? [Click Here] 
I send emails every hour on the hour.... Kidding! I only send emails when I have announcements. I think the last one was over a year ago. If email is too old fashioned, I'm on Twitter (when I have time), g+ and my Goodreads page automatically updates with blog posts.

Construction

Making some maintenance changes to the blog. If it looks a little funny - that's why! Unless, you're looking at my author pic, then no, that really is funny. :0D

Friday, April 24, 2015

Synopsis...UGH!

Synopsis....glug, glug, glug ....

That is the sound of me drowning in my own dread. They're long and hard (minds out of the gutter people!!) task to accomplish because I have to say everything that happens in the book in just a few short sentences. That's 57 THOUSAND words condensed to 100. Remember the cover?? Only HARDER.

Ideally this is my standard synopsis that I'd put on every one of my books:
Hot man with troubled past runs into smart and sassy woman who shows him what it means to be loved.

THEN for each book I'd add a qualifier to delineate each book like this:
In this book however the man is a wounded war hero and the woman a high-powered corporate designer.

DONE!

Sigh. Yes, I will actually have to put on my big girl author pants and write the synopsis. Not everyday can be sex scene writing day!

In the interim we've got the first draft of the new cover for Serendipity of Fate. Since our main man is a war hero I thought it especially nice to go a bit patriotic here. Couple making out in a mist of red, white and blue... AWE YA!!


Thursday, March 19, 2015

New Cover - Serendipity of Fate

Been working on the edits to Serendipity of Fate (the NaNoWriMo entry we're dusting up, read it here) and the last thing that needs to be updated is the cover. We used images from the Transformers movies to help fill in the cover, while totally awesome and free advertising for Transformers when it was just a side project to a writing contest, it's now officially part of the family. With SF getting its own ISBN number and everything it's time that it also get its own cover that we officially own the copyrights to.

Book covers are hard. They are the cover graphic that surmises the entire book. Like a movie cover or wine label, we put a lot of stock and judgement into them. So, for me they need to be kickass and sometimes that's too much pressure to put on a person. Especially one who has a toddler and limited time on her hands. So for giggles I just did an image search on Google for "romance novel cover" - ha! BUT .... LOOK WHAT I FOUND!!!


Horses don't occur anywhere in the book and the main character wouldn't be caught dead holding onto one or standing in ankle deep tide water in white pants (he'd actually say, "What the hell...? Why do I have holes in my damn pants?"). HOWEVER! It's such a great image of masculinity and power, why WOULDN'T I put that as the cover?? I mean as is, no edits. Okay, I'll put the title on there, but seriously, I'm done! Cover graphic? FINISHED. Boom! Next problem!

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Dusting...

I threw back the sheets and decided to blog this morning. My Little Man is down for his 45 minute to 3 hour nap (it's a choose your own adventure sort of thing for him) so I thought I'd head into the office and write! Little did I know the last entry was in... AUGUST?!

I have a feeling that the next time I sit down I'll be, "I blogged last in FEBRUARY?!"

Sigh.

I've dusted off my keyboard, unearthed my computer and fingers clicking away....I've totally forgotten what I was going to write about.

Sigh.

News!
Yes, news! There is no news. Kidding, there's a teeny tiny little wee portion of news. The NaNoWriMo project Serendipity of Fate has received a touch of editing polish and will be updated soon. And by 'soon' I mean most likely this year.

Just a super short post today. I'm sure my next one will be longer, once I remember what I was going to write about.....

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

I'm Back!! ... Well, Sorta

The website look has been updated, I've actually put words to the new manuscript and I have one manuscript in with the editor as we speak. So! I think this means that I'm back to work... Maybe.

We've hired on a little co-worker. He's two feet tall and weighs about the size of a small dog food bag. He's cool most of the time, then other times he vomits, passes out and craps his pants. Most of the time he's asleep on the job so I can get a bit of work done. Though he's begun to yell at me when I'm working, wants to show me this, or that. I tried to ignore him once but that reduced him to tears. My writing is now done in one of his drunken stupors or during one of his frequent narcoleptic moments. Though, he's shifty and sometimes he wakes up early and catches me writing. Which, again, makes him cry. He's not all bad though, we keep him on for morale. He's insanely cute and when he giggles there's a contact high. A really big high. One where you think your brain might explode in torrents of rainbows and glitter. This in turn makes me giggle and stare adoringly as he continues on his adventure, usually mouthing an object into a salivary mess.

Here's his employee photo:
Our newest employee: Little Man
Book updates:

As you can see on the left there, we've got Lapis Protocol and MacLaoch II coming out, they are slated for 2015. Currently Lapis Protocol is swiftly becoming a trilogy, with second and third books completed and first book being written now.

MacLaoch II is coming along, it's marinating nicely. :0) It'll pick up steam here in the fall when the weather turns foggy and whiskey drinking ensues here in the Northwest.

Hope everyone is enjoying the last bits of summer! Here in Portland it's been hotter than blazes for months, confirming that global warming has officially arrived. *wipes sweat from brow* 

Cheers!
B

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Meet the Queen

It was an amazing night with amazing seats! I got to meet one of the greats and it was totally worth it - she's sweepingly beautiful, entertaining and as a treat we got to meet her daughter who runs a local soup kitchen here in Portland. Who, for the record IS Brianna. :0) .... Meet the Great Diana Gabaldon.

Pre-show, in our badass seats! Me holding a copy of Moby (as Diana calls it).

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Raffle for Gabaldon Ticket at Newmark Theater in Portland, Oregon

The fabulous Diana Gabaldon, author of Outlander.
Why oh why would I raffle a Gabaldon ticket? Weeeeell, long story short I bought three tickets and one friend can't make it. I know I'll catch heat from someone in my crew that's actually dying to go, but as of now I don't know who that is, so let's RAFFLE! :0) Keep in mind before you put your name into the hat that you will be sitting next to me and my other Gabaldon loving friend. We're a wild pair. :0)

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Under Construction

Does the site look a bit miss matched at the moment? Not to worry that's just the construction we're undergoing in preparation for Becky's big return to work on June July 25th. Stay tuned - we'll be undergoing daily changes!

Friday, March 7, 2014

Maternity Leave Thru June

Me and the baby unicorn at 9 mos.
I've always wondered what authors did when they had a kid. There's no office to report to or clients to pass off to other coworkers. At some point we just stop working, then at some point pick back up again. I'm at the Just Stop Working point. Mainly because concentrating on any subject for more than 6 seconds is getting very difficult. I suppose it's the body's way of preparing for labor, it's as if it says, "This shit is about to get real, real fast. How's about we shut that inquisitive brain right down to the awareness of a slug." With my due date fast approaching and my baby already dropped and ready for flight, I'll be having this bambino sooner rather than later.

So with my awareness of a slug, I'm putting in my notification for maternity leave now, before I ruin manuscripts and post weird pictures of birthing animals. I'm sure I'll have updates before this summer when I return, but I make no promises. :0)

Until then, syonara.


PS -  I'll probably still be blogging on my personal site Go Indie or Go Home if you're curious as to what I'm up to. 

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Snow Day!

Highland snow [image via]
While the snow pours down outside and my husband has absconded with my computer to deliver an online technology workshop (don't ask why it had to be my computer, something about compatible OS's...) I've got sometime to bring y'all up to speed on books n' things.

The sequel to The Legend of Lady MacLaoch was speeding along merrily then somewhere near the start of my third trimester the line went dead. I'm not sure why, though I keep hearing things about "pregnancy brain". I assumed it pertained to memory function but now I know that Pregnancy Brain affects creativity too. It's sort of like slipping yourself half a Valium and going about your day. I suppose that's Mother Nature's way of preparing women mentally for childbirth. If we had all our marbles, the thought of pushing a human out our third hole would single-handedly cause the human population to go extinct. Maybe that's the real reason Neanderthals don't exist any more... So, until further notice the sequel to Legend is marinating in my subconscious.

In the mean time, I'm an editing fool. The futuristic love story that I completed (and has had the first round of reviews done), is currently on the operating table. It has sat for nearly six months and coming back to it with fresh eyes I had to send apologies to the people who already reviewed it. First drafts suck and I, for one, create the worst. But, on the up side (beneath all the rust I've yet to polish off) it is a rockin' story that y'all are going to love. There's no sci-fi in it, just 150 years into the future where the government has changed and our land is barely liveable. The heroine undergoes a massive transformation from the beginning to the end and our hero (Why yes, he is dark, damaged and gorgeous, why do you ask? ;0) ) loses everything and in the end gets his revenge, but not in the way he thought.

Anyway! We're playing around with titles on that one, Blue Poison, Lapis Revenge, Storm Blue, A Beautiful Death, etc. and the cover. Goal is create and upload them to this here blog, plus a synopsis, before I bear down and birth my baby boy. That due date is somewhere in the middle of April, but betters have me birthing as early as St. Patty's day. o.O

Upcoming giveaways:  The Legend of Lady MacLaoch, on the Kindle from Feb 13 - 17 in honor of the loooooooove holiday.

Don't forget I've got another month before my NaNoWriMo project comes off the interweb: Serendipity of Fate. Currently it's free on Smashwords and 99 cents on Amazon.



Monday, January 13, 2014

New Year - Back to Work Ye Scurvy Dogs!

It's January and as every new year arrives it seems that we spend the majority of the new year cleaning up after the chaos of the holidays. For me this is seeming to last mid-month... Yes, my Christmas tree is still up. Yes, my holiday Santa flag is still waving happily from the front porch and nary a Christmas decoration has been put away. But now that the calendar says 13th of January, I'm scared into action (lest I find myself at Easter putting Santa back in the box) and including tackling the holiday decorations I've also unburied my desk.

Picture is of me (six months pregnant, not large with excessive consumption of coffee cake) unearthing both my writing desk and a finished manuscript. With the clock ticking in my belly I'm bound and determined to get at least one book-baby born before my real one leaves his uterine nest.
Sound like a new year's resolution? Naw, more like an incredible amount of editing! But with any luck we'll have another book out this year - fingers crossed!

Now, back to work with me.... and a happy new year to all of you!

PS - My NaNoWriMo (Unedited) entry, Serendipity of Fate is now available in ebook via Smashwords for free and Kindle for 99 cents (soon to be free tho). Enjoy!

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Merry Christmas!



Merry Christmas everyone!

As promised, I've bundled all chapters of Serendipity of Fate into an ebook, it is available for download here. Note, it is in the universal ebook format of .epub.

Aaaaaaand as a special Christmas surprise, I've added a bonus chapter called Christmas Special in the epub edition. ENJOY!!



[Download instructions: click on the link, select 'download' option. Once downloaded plug your reader's USB transfer cable into your computer, select the downloaded file and transfer to your reader. If you don't have a reader, download Adobe's Digital Editions reader here for your computer, and open file there. Enjoy!]

12 Days of Romance - Day 12 Happy Christmas Everyone!

*CAUTION*
This post contains explicit content. You're welcome. :0)

Chapter 21 - Follow-up

The flap and squeak of bats in the upper rafters of the old colonial woke Cason. Dawn had just broken on the horizon and the small black residents were returning home. He lay there on the cot listening to them, their flap and rustle echoed in the empty upper floor. It was a game between he and they on where they kept their entrance, he would find it eventually. Most likely, he thought, at the next storm.
His mind began to shed the grogginess of sleep, even though it was Saturday and allowed to sleep in, his mind had been far from restful. Purchasing the old gal had been a good investment. No one knew that he’d saved up more than enough to purchase it. His surgery would have put a financial crimp in being able to buy the foreclosure, but someone had come through. They’d said it was a fund for vets that paid for it, but he knew better. When Sophie Sparling got her teeth sunk into something, she’d not let go until she got it.

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

12 Days of Romance - Day 11

Chapter 20 - Fallout

Sophie laid in her bed looking up at the dark ceiling. Her body memorizing the event that consumed her every thought since it happened earlier.
Cason.
Cason coming to her, and his rough hands touching her in ways she’d never realized she wanted to be touched. Casey, had been wrong, sometimes a good rough bout with a strong man against a tree was just what the soul needed. Thinking of the way he’d filled her, had kissed her and eventually given himself to her had her smiling and turning over onto her side.
She couldn’t wait to see him again. Tomorrow, he’d be there at her mother’s for lunch. Would they know that something changed? Would her mother see through it all?
Sophie didn’t care, she just smiled into her pillow and let the memory of Cason’s body against hers escort her into sleep.

Monday, December 23, 2013

12 Days of Romance - Day 10

*CAUTION* 
Explicit material below. If you are at work, please don't read the following chapter aloud.

Author's note: I'd just like to reiterate at this chapter that this novel was created to compete at the November NaNoWriMo. This means that it is wholly unedited. It also means that I didn't have the months I'd usually spend on a novel smoothing out its edges and refining the intimate moments. Intimate scenes take me, by far, the longest to create in a novel because they require the most sophistication and dedication to mood and emotion. This following chapter has had only days to cure, so please have a glass of wine before reading, it'll enhance your experience tenfold. ;0)

Chapter 19 - Love in the Woods

“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” came a deep male voice off to her left. She heard the crack then of a branch as he moved through the thicket toward her.
Startled out of her reverie, her heart thrummed instantly, “Stop where you’re at, I have stun gun and will hurt you if you come any closer.”
She heard the man chuckle then say, “I’ve seen the results of that gun. I’ll stop here.”
“Cason you bastard. You scared the pee-wahs out of me.” She said blowing out the breath she had been holding, “Jesus…”
“Does that mean I’m allowed to approach?”

Sunday, December 22, 2013

12 Days of Romance - Day 9

Chapter 18 - Gala

The day of the honoring gala had arrived. Instead of directions to a downtown hotel, the gala was taking place at the country club on the ritzy side of town. It was nestled on thirty acres of prime golf land and manicured woodlands. The gardens were just as notorious as the wealthy families that frequented the place.
Sophie was glad she’d decided to take her mother’s advice and wear a gala worthy dress. It was dark as blood and thin as rain against her skin. She opted for the lighter fabric to keep her cool, since the nights they’d been having had been humid with southern warmth. With a diamond cuff about her wrist, long silver strands at her ears and a single karat dangled at the base of her throat Sophie checked her darkened eyes one more time in the bathroom mirror before setting out.

Saturday, December 21, 2013

12 Days of Romance - Day 8

Chapter 17 - Skeletons


The search had been futile. Sophie worked her projects and in between haunting the work sites of Cason’s construction company. He wasn’t due back to work until the next week, taking a full two weeks off from the doctor’s recommended one. The first had gone by and well into the second she kept up the search. None of his coworkers had heard from him, but they all had promised to call to keep her updated. She had a feeling, they knew where he was and agreed it was stupid to keep it from her, but they wouldn’t give it up.
Sophie stopped by that evening to her mother’s house, Chinese take-out in hand. She’d been stopping by daily until the last two days when work had gotten slammed with new clients. The week had been brutal to her personal time, leaving just enough hours to sleep before working again. She had mock-ups due and final layouts to approve which made the time pass but her guilt to pile up. Sophie couldn’t even take care of a grown man much less be there for her mother, whom the last time she spoke with her on the phone had sounded distracted. Sophie knew that the honoring ceremony was weighing on her mind, as her brother’s memory was being drug out of the shadows and into the light.

Friday, December 20, 2013

12 Days of Romance - Day 7

Chapter 16 - Cason Goes

The next morning greeted Sophie with a sore back and morning light streaming through her front windows. She stretched and kicked off her blankets reaching for her phone on the coffee table, it read six AM on the dot. She lay back again and put her arm over her eyes. The night before had been an experience and a half, it would be interesting, she thought, if Cason remembered any of it.
Why he thought that they were married and she, carrying his baby, she had no idea. It could be repressed feelings for her, but he played the bad guy in her life so well. Someone who had feelings for her that ran that deep wouldn’t be able to return her contempt so easily, could he?

Thursday, December 19, 2013

12 Days of Romance - Day 6

Chapter 15 - Operation

The operation room was sterile, the equipment was set and laid out to the side. The anesthesiologist was milling about with Dr. Mathers as they made small talk with Cason.
“Alright, we’re going to get started Cason. When you wake up, you’ll be a new man.” Cason saw Dr. Mathers face crinkle into a smile under his mask.
The anesthesiologist, a woman Dr. Mathers age, stood over him, “Ready?”
At Cason’s nod she placed the mask over his face and asked him to count backwards from one hundred.
Cason knew the drill, it wasn’t his first op, and instead of numbers he simply thought of Sophie. Thought of her in the garage, remembered the kiss, the real thing, then let his mind go perfectly blank.

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

12 Days of Romance - Day 5

Chapter 13 - Garage & Chapter 14 - Mathers

Sophie headed down the hall to the garage. Halfway there her stomach did a gentle flip-flop. She ignored it and tossed the door open then closed it again.
Cason looked up from where he stood at the front of the car, the hood up and a greasy item in his hand.
“What do you want?” he asked looking back down again then bent over the engine compartment.
“Awe.” Sophie said resting her hip against the side of the car. The garage was an older one car shelter that narrowly held her mother’s sedan and the plethora of tools and storage boxes. The unconditioned space was just a fraction cooler than the heady outdoors. “Is that anyway to treat the coworker of your new girlfriend?”

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

12 Days of Romance - Day 4

Chapter 12 - Casey Blabs

Sophie thought that if the sun could take just one day off, it should have been that morning. Just one day where it could be pitch black so that her eyes didn’t feel like they were burning holes into her cranium.
Taking two ibuprofen was proving to not be enough for her hangover. Still in her rental car Sophie mused that the entire bottle of Malbec imported from Argentina was good. Too good, and if she’d gone to get a car as well, she would have rented a car anyway. Just to make sure she didn’t toss her cookies at the new leather smell.
Sophie’s mind was as clear as cotton as she showed up at her work. She gave appropriate “Good mornings,” and hand waves as she made her way to her office looking out over town. She got her things into her leather desk chair and tossed her sunglasses down before having the overwhelming urge to purge her insides. She left her office just then and ducked into the corner restroom and did so.

12 Days of Romance - Day 3 - Tape Delay!

Day 3 is here!!

I was too busy yesterday partying for Jane Austen's birthday (a birthday day that gets shared with yours truly, helloooooo twenty-three! Hahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaa, twenty-three, that's funny!) to get it posted, so here it is! Day 4's is right behind it, so hold on to your knickers!



Chapter 11 - Dinner and Drinks

Cason wasn’t one hundred percent sure on why he had agreed to go out with the woman from Sophie’s work. She’d been nice and incredibly easy on the eyes. He was sure her black hair wasn’t her real color but her doe eyes and equally wide rack on her tight body had made him think it couldn’t be all that bad.
She seemed nice.

Sunday, December 15, 2013

12 Days of Romance - Day 2

Chapter 10 - Nigel II

Sophie finished up at the office and headed out to her car, her next appointment that morning was Philip Nigel. It was pertinent, she was told, that they get his signature on the cancellation of the contract so that his project could be sent to the accounting department for payment collection.
Knowing Philip Nigel she thought, that was going to provoke him from his home and into the Knight offices to restate his significance in society. Sophie’s gut churned as she thought about seeing the man’s face again and his snake of a tongue.

Saturday, December 14, 2013

12 Days of Romance - Day 1

Welcome to the 12 Days of Romance!

For those of you who missed the back story to this posting: we started posting chapters of my National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) Contest entry back in November. The first eight chapters of that novel are up [view here] and as a celebration for Christmas we're continuing the posting of that contest entry through December (even though the contest ended on December 1st, we just HAVE to finish it!) ending on Christmas day with the entire novel complied into an ebook, just for you. :0)


To catch you up, below are the synopsis and first eight chapters.
Waiting desperately for Chapter 9 - Errand Boy? Scroll down past the chapter list below to start reading.



Cason McPherson and his childhood friend Ryan Sparling enlisted to the US Army together. Years passed and they served on separate missions until years later when the US military sent in a ground strike team into the Kandahar Valley. Joined together again they entered the valley but only a handful of men came out. Ryan wasn't one of them.

Back home, and suffering from war wounds himself, Cason watched as his commanding officer told Ryan's family of his death. Watched as the mother he came to see as his own wept and reached for him. While Ryan's younger sister, stoic and dry eyed stepped back.

Sophie Sparling lost the brother she loved to war, but pours herself into her work to hide the pain. When her mother invites Cason, the man who had once been her brother's best friend and the last to betray him, to live with her Sophie finds a willing participant in the outlet for her pain. Her resistance and anguish to the horrific truth of her brother's death slowly begin to come to light and eventually erode at her soul.

Sophie and Cason are forced to face their loss and work together in healing the scars that mar their hearts.

"Hot and passionate story of opposites attracting under anguishing circumstances. A true happily ever after." - Said No One Ever

Chapter 1 - Groceries
Chapter 2 - Nigel
Chapter 3 - Friday
Chapter 4 - Brunch
Chapter 5 - Wreck
Chapter 6 - Bed Rest
Chapter 7 - Aftermath
Chapter 8 - Refill


Chapter 9 - Errand Boy

The next morning came early, Cason was up and dressed for a full day of work. The surgery was still on his mind, he was glad to be heading to work early, he needed a distraction from the significance removing a chunk of shrapnel from his body. He grabbed a granola bar from the cupboard in the kitchen and saw a package for Sophie on the counter. It had been overnighted and arrived the day before from her cell company.
It took Cason a fraction of a second to tuck it under his arm and head out the door.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

NaNoWriMo Entry - Chapter 8

Chapter 8 - Refill

It was eight am when Cason found himself sitting in the waiting room of his clinic. In his work clothes and concrete work boots he felt out of place from the other much more polished patients waiting that morning. His refills were denied, a doctor’s visit was required. When he’d arrived for his appointment he’d been advised that his doctor had been pulled away on a family emergency and they were scheduling patients with other doctors. He’d be fitted in at some point, but they didn’t know when.
He’d asked if the nurse practitioner could just OK the refill. A resounding ‘no’ was given, there had been specific instructions that he be seen before the next refill.
Cason tried memorizing all the magazines on the wall first. Then counted the number of corners in the room before pacing to ease the sharpened stabbing in his hip that was now making his thigh go numb. It was nearly noon before he was called in. It was another half hour in the exam room, in the exposed exam gown, before the doctor came in.

Monday, December 2, 2013

NaNoWriMo Wrap-up

It's happened. The end of November showed up and I only got thirty thousand words down, that's a far cry from the contest winning fifty thousand. Queue losing music and exit stage left.

Not to fear all you hundreds of people who show up every time I post a new chapter (I love all you by the way, give yourself a hug - it's from me) I'll be finishing up this badboy before Christmas. And you'll get to watch as Cason and Sophie sort their things out. ;0)

In the mean time though, let's share in a conciliatory hug and hang our heads low at losing at NaNoWriMo this year, but make big promises to be back with a vengeance next year. I'd also like to take a moment of this team hug to mention that I could have easily copy and pasted my third novel that I'm editing into the word counter and have won. Just saying!

Back to the story at hand. This thing is shaping up to have close to twenty chapters so starting on December 14th we will be starting what I call the Twelve Days of Christmas.  Instead of me picking a random time to post chapters hither and tither, we'll have 12 back to back days of this story culminating in a free ebook for folks to download at the end. Ye-up I'm gonna wrap it up and give it to you for Christmas. So be sure to tell your friends, this holiday season will be the only time I give this thing away (read: I'll be going rogue and giving it away until my publishing team finds out and puts the kibosh on it).

On to Chapter 7!



Chapter 7 - Aftermath

It seemed like an eternity before the storm cleared and the Barney’s and their groggy furball left. Helen checked on her daughter again and decided to take her to the doctor first thing in the morning, with a half dose of Cason’s pain medication she was doing well. She busied herself with the dishes and leaving a message making her daughter’s doctor appointment, something she realized she hadn’t done in decades.
Her thoughts drifted to Cason who had seemed rattled when he’d left Sophie, darker even. She’d have to speak with Sophie about the way she treated him, especially now that he had saved her life. Helen, felt doubly indebted to him.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

NaNoWriMo Entry - Chapter 6

Chapter 6 

Sophie’s eyes fluttered open as the pain in her side shot her awake, “Ow, stop it.”
“Stop your fussing young lady.” She heard her mother say back at her and a gentle slap at her hands as she tried to push her mother away.
Opening her eyes, she recognized the purple paisley of her mother’s comforter folded down to her waist. The cool of the room brushing against her skin, her opaque red bra the only thing she was wearing.
“Mom… where’s my shirt? Why… oh.” She said and closed her eyes as her mother continued trying with her ministrations with a roll of gauze about her middle.
“You remember now? You’ll be fine sweetie, no concussion, thank the lord, but you’ve cracked a few ribs. The medics can’t get here in the storm and your car will most likely burn on the tree it landed on until the roads are clear enough to get to it. It’s a miracle Cason was able to get you back here.” She was quiet, the low light of the lantern next to Sophie on the side table illuminated her mother’s face.

Friday, November 22, 2013

NaNoWriMo Entry - Chapter 5

Just a reminder, this NaNoWriMo entry is unedited gold. So, there are many unrefined pieces that you'll notice along the way. I say this at the beginning of this chapter because my action scenes (a short one coming up) in my finished novels take me weeks to perfect. And not to mention are professionally edited three times before being put into print .... This one is not, bare with me folks! LOL!
With that qualifying disclaimer, we continue with our regularly scheduled novel. Enjoy! :0)

Chapter 5

Cason. She thought as she drove to the Nigel residence, her windshield wipers going at high speed. After everything he’d done he let her believe that he’d left his best friend to die. He’d told her he’d done nothing for Ryan. Only he’d been half right. All this time later and she was just now putting the pieces together. He’d nearly been blown apart. It’d been a blood bath. Her mind was vivid in conjuring up Ryan’s shot and bloody body and now though instead of seeing Cason step over him, he was ripped and bloody next to him. Trying to pick him up, trying to carry him to safety.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

NaNoWriMo Entry - Chapter 4

Chapter 4 

At ten AM sharp Sophie arrived at her mother’s house, between Cason and her horror client, Philip Nigel, she was going to have an ulcer before noon.
She sat in the car talking with Philip - more like going trying to smooth out the Rocky Mountains - when the Barney’s arrived She waved at them as they filed past her toward the front steps.
Bart looked immaculate in his relaxed white linen chinos silk shirt and matching cravat. His gator skin boots and matching belt Sophie knew were the same cost as her luxury SUV. She waved at them booth, her A/C blasting. The weather had turned drippingly humid and on the horizon a promising thunder head began to build.