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

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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!

Snowed in Excerpt–ENJOY :-)

MY BOOK, “Snowed in at Silver Lake” IS OUT! Soooo excited.
To celebrate, here’s an excerpt:

Gracie was freezing. Barron threw more blankets on her to warm her up. His hands ran through her wet hair. “Is that frost?” he asked. “You need to change out of these clothes now.”
She had to remind herself how dangerous he was, no matter how much he tried to protect her. She scowled and knocked his hand away. “Give me room to breathe.”
He sat back on his heels with a sigh. “I want a promise from you that you won’t run back outside and get yourself killed.”
There was no way she’d agree to stay here in this cabin alone with him. She sighed, and it turned into a shudder as the cold found its way into every part of her body. She was soaked through. Why wasn’t she taking him up on his offer to let her change? She’d just been so mad. Now he put his arms around her and she surrendered to his warmth, feeling the steady beat of his heart against her chest. Just like before, the guy was a human heater, and he was quickly making her forget about being angry at him. His fingers trailed down her back in a comforting way. Some of her fear of him started to dissolve. If it hadn’t been for him rescuing her, she’d be at the bottom of the lake. Gracie wasn’t exactly cut out for wilderness survival. She could try to run again, but after what had happened, she wasn’t sure if she wouldn’t get killed out there. The snow pelted against the windows, heavier than it had last night.
She closed her eyes, feeling so tired. “You’re right, okay?” she whispered. “I can’t possibly go anywhere now.” They were horribly snowed in. She wanted to cry at the admission. This moment wouldn’t have been so hard to accept had he just stayed her knight in shining armor. She never would’ve minded being snowed in with that guy, but a fugitive on the run with a scary snake tattoo? She tried to think of a way to make this work without going crazy. “Barron.” She lifted her head to look up at him. “If you just don’t want me to die, then I won’t die. Happy? What more do you want? I can’t get out to tell anyone you’re here, so—”
He grabbed the end of the blanket she’d wrapped around herself and pulled her closer so that they were face to face. Her breath hitched. “I’ll let you wander around freely here,” he said, “but only if you stay out of my way.”
That was unexpected. He was in her way, but she wasn’t about to say that. And she was cold… and hungry. Her stomach growled. His forehead creased with concern. “I’ll make you more eggs. Now get out of those wet clothes. Take the master bedroom while you’re here. Are we good?”
“No,” she whispered. It was more than she’d hoped for, but she just wanted something to warm her up. “I want hot chocolate, too.”
“Hot chocolate?” His lips curved up. Did she see a glitter of admiration in his gaze? “Gracie, we can get you hot chocolate. Everything here is yours.” Still holding onto her blanket, he rubbed his thumbs over her arms, his eyes on her almost protective. For a moment, it felt like coming home. And what am I thinking? She scrambled to her feet, realizing that she was too used to his touch now. If she didn’t watch herself, she’d find herself falling in love with a devil. That was never going to happen. It was just that he made it so easy to forget who he was. She’d do everything to guard her traitorous heart.

Start reading the rest HERE

My New Release is here! Snowed in at Silver Lake

Achingly tender, a heartfelt romantic suspense!

What happens when the sheriff’s daughter discovers that her rugged rescuer happens to be a fugitive running from the law? Snowed in together with nowhere to run, the two must find an uneasy alliance despite their growing feelings. But what will happen after the storm in this intriguing, sweet romance?

Find out HERE

Getting snowed in with a stranger is dangerous—especially for her heart.

Gracie Turner just broke up with her fiancé before Christmas, so after a severe snowstorm causes her car to skid off the road into the deadly waters of Silver Lake, she can’t help falling for her rugged, handsome rescuer. There’s only one problem. He’s a fugitive running from the law.

Barron Hart has a plan to bring his brother’s killers to justice, and it does not involve Gracie. But when the snowy winds batter the backwoods cabin he’s using as his hideout, he has no choice but to wait out the storm with the Sheriff’s daughter. Against her will. Although, if he’s being honest with himself, she’s the one holding his heart captive.

After their first explosive encounter, nothing will warm Gracie up… or stop the sparks flying between them. There are too many secrets keeping them apart. Barron is further dismayed when Gracie uncovers his tragic past. She has the faith to help him heal, but he’s not ready to give up his revenge. Will the mysteries that brought them together, now have the power to tear them apart?
Read it HERE