Second Chance Cinderella
Second Chance Cinderella is a Cinderella story reimagined where four girlfriends make a wish on a magic locket. They all wish they are beautiful, confident, and find their Prince Charming.
Raven St. James is a Phlebotomist in a prominent Portland, Oregon hospital. She is petite, with jet-back hair, green eyes, and extremely shy. She dreams of being like the nurses on the daytime hospital shows—perfect. Tall, blond, blue eyed, with big breasts.
Dr. Quinn Taylor admires Raven’s skill, and the caring she shows with her patients, but can’t get her attention. Until the day she winks at him.
Raven only has 24 hours in her Cinderella body. What will she do with it? Will she become the confident, strong, flirty girl she wants to be?
Will she get the guy she’s always wanted? Quinn.
Redheads Have More Fun
Ambrosine Dubreauil’s life is quite, calm, and relaxing until the sexy Remy LaCroix walks into Who Do Voodoo, her voodoo shop on Bourbon Street in New Orleans, and charms himself into her life.
Remy’s alligator farm takes in injured animals, rehabilitates them, and then releases them back into the swamp. When he visits Who Do Voodoo looking for a potion to protect his gators from poachers he meets the lovely, Priestess Ambrosine.
Potions, charms, and spells, can’t protect Ambrosine’s heart from Remy’s Louisiana slow drawl, sweet love of animals, and rambunctious family.
Taken by Love
Book one of the exciting Taken Series will slip you into the world of drug cartels, DEA operations, and the never-waiving love between Arden and Lucy.
Arden Jones is a DEA agent and has seen and done it all. His transfer to a desk job is finally in reach. But, when his good friend is brutally murdered he must go after the cartel one more time while protecting the ones he loves.
Lucy Farris arranges flowers for a living, lives in a quaint house in the outskirts of Seattle, and has two adorable Siamese cats. The last thing she expects is to be kidnapped and used as bait to by the cartel to hunt the man she loves.
Genre: FICTION / Romance / ContemporaryOver 75 for all three books
My cat, Molly is my alarm clock. At 6:00 a.m. every morning, she climbs from the foot of my bed, wraps herself around the top of my head and her engine starts. She doesn’t care if it’s my day off or not. I found twenty pound Molly at a local shelter. Her mismatched eyes, one green and one blue, immediately stole my heart.
I stretched, dislodging Molly. She jumped down, anticipating her morning meal of salmon delight. The wood floor in my small, one bedroom condo, felt cold on the bottom of my feet. I threw on a pair of old sweats, a cotton pull-over, and slid my feet into my fleece slippers.
My coffee pot brewed two cups every morning right before I got up. What a great invention. Molly got her kibble and I got my much-needed caffeine.
After two cups of coffee and a slice of wheat bread slathered with peanut butter, I shuffled into the bathroom. Still a little sleepy from all the wine the night before, I grabbed a comb and it easily slid through my normally tangled hair. That snapped my head around and I peered into my mirror at my now lighter, silky locks. Oh, my God. A sexy body, like one of the nurses from a daytime show, stared back at me. Beautiful, but with my green eyes and my small nose. I pulled the neckline of my sweatshirt out and peaked at my slightly rounder, fuller new chest. My once non-existent rear end, seemed to be perkier. It sort of worked. I giggled and danced around.
