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White Doe: Shots and Daggered Gazes

wewriwa_square_1This week on Weekend Warriors, I’m taking a snippet from my erotic novella, White Doe which includes shots and daggered gazes.

Shane and Cheyenne Native Americans descended from a long lost tribe on the Outer Banks of North Carolina.  Chey has returned for their chieftain’s funeral who is Shane’s great grandfather. The former lovers find the flame between them is still hot but secrets separated them years ago and will keep them apart until they are willing to trust one another.

Shane sat at the small kitchen table, his long fingers wrapped around a frosted glass of whiskey. A bottle of Jack and Stoli sat on the counter

Guess he watered more than the cat when her mother visited her.

“Didn’t know your pleasure or if you imbibed,” he said lowly, pointing to the liquor bottles. His wicked golden gaze delved into her.

Leaning against the counter, she barked a short laugh as her blood pressure spiked under his heated stare. “Just because I’m adopted, Shane, doesn’t mean I didn’t pick up family habits.” She poured a shot of whiskey and instantly felt the liquor still the warring cells in her body.

“Thought that’s why your mom spirited you off to Florida years ago—to get you away from my habits with you.” The muscle of his jaw tightened.

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WhiteDoe_EbookCover_600X900Available at Amazon and major e-book retailers.  Also in paperback.

Good read!
Being of Native American heritage I always love a good shifter romance of the People. This story pulled me in and never let me go..a few surprises toward the end too. Please continue with these stories..awesome.

Sand & Sin Cover Reveal

My cover forSand & Sin_Cover427x640 Sand & Sin was revealed this morning according to my twitter feed. Now that the “SEAL” is out of the bag so to speak, what you think of my  Navy SEAL hero,  Jax?

His hot self is available on December 22nd just in time for a Christmas kiss 😉

The heart has a mission of its own…

Wounded in more ways than one, Navy SEAL Jax Taylor only understands short-term commitments. And when he walks into the Trident Bar in Virginia Beach, beautiful bartender Peri Halstead sizes him up right away. But that doesn’t stop her from teasing him with her sultry sarcasm, or taking him home—after she finds him passed out cold in the parking lot…

Soon enough, Jax is recovering at Peri’s in return for doing some handyman work, and the sexy sparks are flying—in almost every room in the house. Peri tells herself she deserves some fun, especially now that she’s a single mom with a cheating ex to deal with. But when it’s time for her and Jax to go their separate ways, the miles between them—and the danger that’s about to touch both their lives—has them wondering if Jax can learn to love more than the mission…

Excerpt:

Jax climbed from the compact car. Stiff from the transatlantic trip, he limped a few steps but righted his gait before opening the heavy oak door. In his bar experiences, such an entrance usually led to a man cave.

Inside, darkness enveloped him, matching his mood. Pain meds and exhaustion made him irritable. He was still pissed about not being allowed to rejoin his team, and doubly so because TJ had a training op circumventing their party. So much for buddy reunions.

Behind the bar, a tall, lean beauty glanced up from the beer taps. The gnawing ache in his leg disappeared under scrutiny of wide, sea green eyes. Long, wavy hair surrounded her shoulders like a lion’s mane. His fingers itched to tangle in the strands. Other more intimate visions flitted through his mind.

Months without a woman made him a sick bastard. Probably in stark contrast to the public’s standard perception of a SEAL, but they didn’t know or understand a Special Operator’s life. What they did for love of country and their brothers in arms. For him, the best antidote after a gruesome mission was down-and-gritty sex.

Before he readjusted his sour expression, she stepped in front of him. Her lovely gaze branded him with I got your number, sailor.