Ruby Falls
Mystery, suspense, romance, and humor, all wrapped around the importance of family and love—
Steve Garrett—a single dad after his wife’s mysterious disappearance years ago—is trying his best to raise his rambunctious daughter, and keep his family farm afloat.
Jessie is no child; she’s a young woman now. Without a mother to guide her, and a farm full of men, she tends to find herself in over her head. When she does, she calls Cary.
Cary is the Garrett’s farmhand, and Steve’s right-hand man and friend. He comes to Jessie’s rescue anytime she needs it. He says its because Steve’s plate’s already full, but he can’t hide from the truth. Cary has feelings for Jessie, and he’s not sure if he can control them, even if she is barely eighteen and a good few years younger than him.
When late one night an injured and bleeding woman stumbles up the drive toward the Garrett farm, Steve’s shocked. But not as shocked as when she tells him she doesn’t remember anything, not even her own name.
Summer doesn’t know what happened to her, but she’s thankful Steve will let her stay on the farm until she figures it out. As time passes, she rediscovers happiness, and feels herself pulled toward Steve. She lives in limbo, as each snippet of memory leads her a little closer to Ruby Falls’ darkest secrets and into the hands of a predator.
The spark between Steve and Summer can’t be denied, but can he open his heart again?
Will Summer’s memories ruin any chance at love?
Is Cary ready to take a shot with Jessie, even if it might cost him his friendship and job?
Will Jessie find herself caught up in something that even Cary can’t save her from?
Danger circles, threatening the peace of the farm and its occupants.
It seems Ruby Falls holds dark secrets of it own.
A woman with a lost history, a man suspected of murder, mysterious disappearances, small town secrets, corrupt law enforcement, the daily hardships of farm life, and the beauty of new relationships… this one will keep you up, turning pages until the very last one!
French Quarter Christmas : A Fake Dating, Motorcycle Club Romance
A FAKE DATING, HOLIDAY MC ROMANCE
When a biker needs a fake girlfriend to bring home for the holidays and meet his grandmother, his Club President plays Santa and hires Las Vegas' most expensive escort for the job.
The woman who shows up at his door turns out to be the one-night-stand he's never been able to forget. Can he play it cool and ignore the embers burning just under the surface?
It's all fun and games until his feelings stop being fake and start getting real. Then he can't help wondering if this is just another job for her or if she feels it too.
With plenty of sexual tension, witty humor and some good old fairy godmother Christmas magic, it's a romantic holiday sure to delight.
Come along for a festive trip to New Orleans for Christmas done the Creole way.
The Biker Needs A Nanny : A Single Dad, Grumpy Sunshine, Small Town Romance
Grace—
My new boss is an arrogant, grumpy brute of a man. But I need this job and the room and board that comes with it.
His muscular, ink covered arms and roaring motorcycle scream bad boy. Usually, he’s the exact kind of man I foolishly go for, but I won’t make that mistake again, no matter how much heat I see flare behind his eyes.
His one redeeming quality is the fact that his sharp edges melt away every time he’s with his girls. Maybe he’s not all bad.
Lucky—
Being the VP for the Evil Dead MC’s Gulf Coast chapter and a single-dad don’t exactly go hand-in-hand, but ever since my wife died, I’ve been trying –and failing—to fill her shoes.
My home’s been a revolving door of nannies who can’t cut it in my world. So when this little ray of sunshine sashays through my door, I have my doubts. But I’m desperate.
It turns out she may be more trouble than she’s worth. Soon my place is teeming with glittering ornaments and enough Christmas lights to blow the fuse box. It’s getting on my last Bah-Humbug nerve. Not to mention I now have to fight the urge to run my hands over my scorching hot nanny’s body, bend her over the nearest piece of furniture and taste her on my lips.
When a secret she’s been hiding comes to light, I realize she’s brought danger straight to my doorstep. But they’ve come messing with the wrong guy. I protect those I love, and any scumbag who touches them is a deadman.