Sooooo excited to announce that my book is finally out! I really loved writing this one. You can find it HERE (and on KU–sorry for that mixup)!

Here’s the blurb:

Sky swore that she’d never set eyes on that stormy Grey Bridges again!Imagine her surprise when she runs into that double-crossing, adrenaline junky at Harvest Ranch. His smoldering gaze sparks in her the same tumultuous feelings that doomed their last fiery relationship.

The only reason that Sky had agreed to work as the talent manager for the famous country singer, River MacKenzie, was knowing that Grey was sequestered away in the wilds of Brazil… far from her.

And now he’s back! How much can her heart take? This former Navy Seal has brought with him mysteries and danger that embroil the two in a strange adventure that strands them together in a fight for survival. The last place Sky should be is alone with him and her traitorous feelings, but she has no choice, but to seek shelter with him.

No worries. She’ll stay strong against Grey’s accidental charm. And if he wants to rekindle the embers of their past? Sure… as long as she makes him pay for breaking her heart.

Check it out HERE

Faith-filled Christmas novel with a touch of suspense

So excited to share my sweet Christmas Redemption story with you. Snowed in at Silver Mountain is finally available

Start reading HERE


Pax Fisher rummaged through his bag for his cell phone, carefully reaching around his gun all while Faith smiled sweetly at him. Her full red lips were distracting. Who was he kidding? Everything about her was distracting.

Flakes of snow glittered in her blonde hair under the florescent lights. If the place hadn’t borrowed so heavily from her cheery disposition, the cabin would remind him of one of those foul destinations he’d find in all those campy ’70s horrors. Her coat swished as she rummaged through the closet and pulled out bedding. “There are coats in here that might fit you too,” she said. “Some of the other rangers left their old ones behind.”

He nodded. Faith was quite the accommodating hostess. She kept a running dialogue on helpful tips and how things would be for him up here. His eyes kept sliding to her Bible.

What would he have done if Faith hadn’t followed him back into the cabin? He wasn’t sure how he would’ve convinced her to come with him without a fight, short of throwing her over his shoulder. Fortunately, she’d made things very easy when she mistook him for the Search and Rescue ranger who had come to replace her. He’d been lucky. For now. The real ranger would come eventually. Pax would have to work fast. He dug out his phone.

“No cell phone service,” she warned with a laugh.

“What?” he muttered. “There was in town.”

“It’s amazing what a twenty minute drive will do.” She shrugged and began to peel off her coat. She was dressed in the usual ranger nondescript colors, but nothing could hide her feminine curves.

He gulped.

“You’ll get used to the peace and quiet after a while… either that or go crazy.” To demonstrate her point, she crossed her eyes. They were enormous, and strangely adorable in her playfulness. She smiled again and watched him with no suspicion, like she kept all her naivety packed in those swirling blue depths. She put away her coat in the closet and heaved up the heavy blankets to throw beside him. The pillows came next. “I’m sure you’re used to the quiet life by now.”

If she only knew. “Yeah, you get used to staring at the same four walls,” he said.

“Probably a lot like prison, so I’ve heard.” She cleared her throat uncomfortably.

Of course, she was thinking of her brother, not him. He studied her, not seeing many resemblances to Jody. The guy had nondescript brown hair, but Faith’s long hair was so blonde, it was almost white and she wore most of it in a messy ponytail. She was beautiful, but then again, Pax always knew that. But seeing her in real life? It was… surreal. She bit down on those impossibly lush lips, watching him with an interested, curious expression. He was glad that he didn’t have to tell her that he’d come for her necklace yet.

“You from Texas?” she asked.

He tried to focus enough to answer. “Dallas.”

That would explain the accent. My bro—” she trailed off.

“What?” Though he knew exactly what she was hiding.

“My brother lives in Dallas,” she admitted.

Yeah, they’d been cellmates at the federal prison where they’d both been sent. Jody had told Pax all about the “family heirlooms.” His cellmate had stolen the jewels before he killed that guy. In fact, the creep who’d tried to mess up Jody’s sister wasn’t after drugs. He was going for the jewels. And this girl had no idea. Faith played with the chain of her necklace, not knowing she wore millions of dollars around her neck.

“Where are you heading after this?” Pax asked her.

“Well… I’m taking a research job for the winter. I might be there longer than I like though because”—she sat against the arm of the couch, looking suddenly despondent—“I’ve been searching for rare animals to prove that the rangers are making a difference at the park, but… I wasn’t successful, so I might not get my contract renewed, which is really depressing.” Her eyes dropped to the floor.

He was intrigued by the passion that she always seemed to have. She was fairly dripping in it. Seeing her in person was no different. He couldn’t help prying. “You really like it here?”

She nodded vigorously. “I love it.” He didn’t doubt it—the natural beauty of this place was where she belonged—he might not fit here, but she did. He couldn’t tell her that. “Other jobs might pay better, but I feel like this place is a part of me,” she said. “It’s hard to explain, but it’s so different from where I grew up, and I can barely bring myself to leave.” She shrugged off her gloominess. “If you see a white bird with a scarlet stripe across its head while you’re up here, take a picture of it. You’ll save a lot of our jobs, including mine.”

“I’ll do what I can.” Silence stretched between them.

Hudson’s Heart sneak peak

She shivered. The orchard was freezing out here under the moonlight. Thanks to Hudson’s brother, neither of them had a jacket. His arms immediately went around her to stop her shaking. “You’re cold?”

She nodded and his grasp tightened on her. Her heart raced. If anything, she was shaking more at his touch. He ran his fingers down her arm and she felt herself go weak. Why was she giving him all the power to pull them closer together or divide them further apart? She was the clay and he was the sculptor. She felt herself melting under his warmth. She’d relax against him, but there was an intention behind his touches. She turned to catch his eyes glittering under the moonlight. His breath grew uneven. Was he going to kiss her?

His eyes closed, so did hers. He grumbled something under his breath and squeezed her tighter. “We shouldn’t… be…” he said, huskily.

She cracked open her eyes. “Be what?”

“Uh…” He blinked as if coming to his senses. He pulled back and she listened to the saddle creak under his shifting weight. What was stopping him? He clearly was attracted to her. They’d always connected. Was she really that wrong for him? They owed Hudson everything, their freedom from West, their present ease, even this happy Cider Carnival was due to his generosity. And the fact that he’d take no payment or gratitude? Well… he wanted nothing from them. Once again, he hadn’t darkened their doorstep for months. Anything they offered would never be enough. The familiar pain gnawed at her stomach. She had a lot to give… the least of which was her heart.

“We need to get back,” he muttered. He still dutifully held her close to keep her warm. He rubbed down her prickling arms, his thumbs making circles over her exposed skin.

Mimi fought to catch her breath. She had all sorts of curses for those twins right now. She’d rip away from Hudson, stalk through the orchard to escape his overbearing presence, but… she was cold. And to be honest, she loved his protective arms too much.

The two of them broke from the trees towards the apple stands where her black-haired momma gave out cups of hot cider. Mimi was sure Hudson was in a hurry to drop her off, but he still held on to her like someone might try to wrestle her away. Mimi, on the other hand, felt beat up—her emotions did, anyway—like he’d truly rescued her from bandits.

Momma was in deep conversation with Hudson’s parents. Hudson’s mother, Lily, was a tall woman with hair so blonde that it was hard to tell the white from the gold. Lately she’d seemed tired and now was no exception as she leaned against her husband. She smiled serenely and sampled the apple fritters. “Oh, Kris! You’ve truly outdone yourself. I could die happy after this night!”

His father seemed less engaged, especially when he glanced up and spied the bedraggled newcomers on the horse. He frowned darkly. Hudson’s hands tightened over Mimi. She didn’t have time to wonder what his father’s displeasure was about before Hudson was sliding off the white stallion. He lent her his hand next. His face seemed both resigned and rebellious.

“Hudson,” his father called out in a harsh voice. “I thought you were taking your nephews out?”

“Tell that to Nash and Porter,” Hudson grumbled. His gaze rested on her and his tone softened. “You okay?”

She nodded, but she wasn’t about to let him get away that fast. She found his hand. “I owe my rescuer an apple fritter, at least.” Maybe she’d take him inside and figure out exactly what was happening between them. His father’s stern looks only added to the mystery. Jase Slade had looked much the same way at the waterhole. What was up? “We never devised our revenge,” she whispered. “And you promised we’d get your brothers back. I won’t rest until we do.” At the very least they had to discuss the “bring a friend to work” day.

Hudson hesitated.

In another moment, she’d have sneaked him into her parents’ cute little ranch house where she’d grown up, except for a shrill voice that cried out in excitement.

“Hudson!” Kylee suddenly came out from the shadows to claim him. No one would ever accuse the little tart of being cold in her adorable red knit stocking cap and matching scarf. Her yellow jacket hung saucily over her plaid skirt and black stockings. Okay, yeah, Kylee could complain about being a little cold in that. “I came!” She pushed Mimi to the side and wrapped Hudson in her demanding arms. Her sapphire eyes narrowed over his shoulder at Mimi, who stiffened at the challenging glare.

Oh no, she didn’t! Kylee knew exactly what she was doing, didn’t she?

After trying to show Mimi her place, she bestowed a bright smile on Hudson. “You promised to share a hot cider with me. I need it!” The blonde stepped back, never letting him go. Yeah, Kylee knew how to wrap a man around her every little finger. Poor Hudson didn’t stand a chance against her charm. For once, Mimi wished she was a little better at flirting. Kylee never would’ve allowed herself to stay unkissed in that orchard.

Hudson met Mimi’s eyes and cracked a sober smile. “We’ll have to figure out our revenge later.”

She nodded. “Of course.” Her disappointment gnawed its way through her, but it was for the best. She’d narrowly escaped another close call. Hudson was too lethal to her pathetically weak heart. She wouldn’t bother him again.

My romance, “Hudson’s Heart” is HERE!

My sweet little country romance, “Hudson’s Heart” is finally available on Amazon HERE! I can’t tell you how unbelievably fun it was to write this book. Mimi and Hudson will always hold a special place in my heart. Hudson is a tough cowboy with a soft side, and Mimi is sassy and ready to fight for her man. So hold on to your horses, friends, because you’re about to have the read of your life with their cute little love story. Check it out and get ready to fall in love!

River’s Song: Spring Flings and Engagement Rings!

MY BOOK, “River’s Song” IS OUT! It’s a cute small town romance tailored for those Spring lovers out there 🙂

Will this country star rediscover his passion for music when he meets a spunky small-town girl with a tragic past?

The only thing River MacKenzie hasn’t messed up in his life is his singing career, but when Nashville’s latest rising star wraps his car around a telephone pole after a party gone wrong, he has to turn his life around or lose everything.

Retreating to Harvest Ranch to launch a comeback tour, River meets the genuine and sweet Liv Bridges–a single mom with a momma-bear heart to match. Too bad Liv also happens to be his music manager’s ex. Even worse, the picture she snaps of River could end his career for good. Now he has to play damage control while proving to Liv that he’s a changed man.

The trouble is that spending time with Liv feels like a good old fashioned love song, and he can’t get that stupid tune out of his head… or out of his heart.

Start reading HERE

Vampires–my inspiration for my New Orleans Book

Vampires, vampires, vampires! I honestly never thought I’d be inspired by vampires when I wrote this short contemporary romance for the “Love in the City” box set, but when I decided to set my book in New Orleans, I realized that the place has a very rich historical legend about vampires. And, of course, being the person that I am, I decided to make the most out of it. I put my heroine in a huge Gothic New Orleans mansion where she has nothing but the chilling Vampiric rumors there to keep her company… or so she thinks. Because in all actuality, she is not alone in that house. Dun dun dun. Of course, the novella explores every other wonderful tourist attraction that New Orleans has to offer, including their amazing food, cemetery tours, big band music, and walks next to the Mississippi River. And let me tell you, during the times of Covid, google maps and I were absolute BFFs. With the help of my little yellow stick guy, we tromped through the streets and saw everything the satellite and street camera would show. After that, I interviewed quite a few friends who’d visited and loved the city so that they could tell me about the people there, the excitement in the air, the feel of the humidity, and the smell of the Mississippi and Gumbo wafting through the streets, and of course… their vampire tours. Lol.

Check it out here: LOVE IN THE CITY

I HAD THE BEST TIME WRITING THIS BOOK! And I’m thrilled that it’s almost out–February 16th! A huge boxset with 13 other fantastic authors for ONLY 99 cents!

You’re invited to Love in the City Release Party and Goodreads Giveaway Event!

What better way to bring in the New Year by celebrating this fantastic Pre-Release with Amazon Giftcard giveaways!

Get ready for thirteen heart pounding and laugh out loud rom-coms from thirteen bestselling and award winning authors, including Amazon chart toppers and USA Today bestsellers. Filled with mystery, second chances, soulmates, brother’s best friends, bad boys, nobility, and the cute guy in the cubicle next to you, these stories will captivate you and leave you wishing for more.

Release Details
February 16th

Preorder Link:

Giveaway Details

3 Amazon $5 giftcards
1 Amazon $10 giftcard
(Giveaway open internationally)



Thank you, everyone! Happy reading and a VERY Happy New Year!

Writing a series with a group of authors

Writing the “Snowed in” Series with a group of authors has been such a fun-filled experience!

We agreed from the outset that our books would be standalone, but that they would have the common theme of being snowed in. So everyone in our author group had these fantastic ideas from their characters getting snowed in at castles, cottages, archives to ranches and Alaskan lodges. The fun thing is that we are all such different writers, and so we made these stories our own. I enjoyed reading my friends’ takes on getting “snowed in,” from the sweet and whimsical (giving me a fun chuckle) to the poignant and touching love stories that put a genuine smile on my face.

Check out the fantastic books in this series HERE

To find my novel, “Snowed in at Silver Lake,” click HERE

My Latest accidental Hobby… gift!

Uhhh… this is happening!

Sooo besides being consumed by my latest writing projects, hiking, dogs, nieces and nephews, genealogy, ANYTHING Scotland… not much else captures my attention until now. I SWEAR I was only trying to figure out what to give my mom for Christmas (Don’t worry, she doesn’t do social media, so she will NEVER see this). I started looking at recipe books because she is pretty much one of the most amazing cooks out there. I feel that chefs, cooks, bakers–whatever they’re called–are all also super good at math and they also have mad science skills because they’re basically doing chemistry projects all the time (not one of my talents admittedly–I’ve burnt spaghetti before and live off peanut butter sandwiches, no joke). Anyway, as I looked through the recipe books for my mom, I found what I dubbed “selfish presents” because they were recipes for junk food and candybar replicas that I would ABSOLUTELY EAT AND DIE FROM PURE HAPPINESS if she made them. But then I ran across the soapmaking recipe books, and I thought… is this too much? She already bakes and sews and stuff. Could she possibly have time for another hobby like this? But then I saw some cute soapmaking kits online and I thought, how fun! It would just be this ONE time thing! No commitments. Nothing big. Something to make neighbors or grandchildren for Valentine’s Day this year. Then I thought… well, I could make those same kits for cheaper and with more bulk supplies. Maybe that’s what got me into trouble. I started collecting a few things off of Amazon, but then I got the soapmaking recipe book in the mail and I was like… wait, I’m almost there to getting ALL these ingredients and soapmaking equipment! I can just get this and this and this and this… and now looking at this picture above, I’m seeing she needs twine too. Uh oh. Suddenly my “kit” has become this sweat factory of work, but I can’t stop!!! And the only way to justify the cost is to say, “Hey, mom! Let’s do this together.” And after that, it will look like I just got her something that I wanted… and who knows? Maybe I did want this! Because this is so FASCINATING! I might actually leave the house to go to the store–Yes, ME!!–AND buy some special oils at a Whole foods store to finish off my collection. Hee hee, and of course, my mom is going to be like, “Wait. Is this for you or for me?” And I’m gonna have to squirm guiltily because she just might be right. It’ll be like giving her a bowling ball with Homer written on it. Yikes!

Anyway, I’m really hoping that this gift doesn’t do a bellyflop… but if it does, I’m thinking I need to have a soapmaker in my next book to justify everything I’ve done in the name of soap this Christmas. Until then (lol), check out my latest Christmas book, “Snowed in at Silver Lake” HERE… In the meantime, I’ll be ordering some more essential oils… and oh… maybe a few more colors… and this mold looks cool! It looks like a cupcake. Oh dear. Someone stop me. Hahahahahaha. Christmas can’t come soon enough, I think!