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Fun, sexy reads

Fun, sexy reads

Looking for fast-paced, sexy romantic suspense with military heroes? The novels are connected but can stand alone. Find fun facts and excerpts on each book's page.

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Scrivener Training for Everyone

Scrivener Training for Everyone

Need help with Scrivener? I provide Scrivener training to individuals and groups all over the world through online courses, in-person workshops, and private training sessions.

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Resources for Writers and Scrivener Users

Resources for Writers and Scrivener Users

A great reference for new and experienced Scrivener users, a guide to software and apps that help with productivity, and essays on every facet of writing from the Writer Unboxed contributors.

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New year, old process

This is the year I start owning my writing process. Quit calling it horrible, or slow. Embrace it.

This is the year I recognize that doing it my way has helped me produce nine manuscripts, six published novels, a 400-page published work of nonfiction, dozens of short stories, over 250K words of blog posts, and more.

Where the “magic” (usually) happens.

My process may not be as fast or organized or glamorous as others’, but it works. And it’s mine.

My messy process is actually kind of fun too. And the more I go with it, the more fun I have, the more ideas I get, and the more I want to keep writing.

Why would I fight that? Why would I fight with myself?

So, in 2021, I’m leaning into it.

Finding the joy in it.

Finding myself in it.

Whatever your pursuits, I hope you’re able to do the same. Happy new year!

An auction for writers and readers

The Romancing the Runoff auction starts today!

A group of authors led by Courtney Milan, Alyssa Cole, and Kit Rocha have donated some amazing items to support Fair Fight and other voting rights organizations for the Senate runoff race in Georgia.

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My donation of a 1-hour Scrivener training session is probably only of interest to you if you’re a writer, but there are so many cool items on offer for everyone. Signed books, author critiques, virtual pajama parties, hand-made gifts, and lots of gift cards for books.

Here are a few highlights:

  • A copy of The Duke and I signed by Julia Quinn and some of the actors in the Bridgerton series.
  • A TV pilot consult with a Netflix show runner.
  • A virtual tea with Tessa Dare (including real tea and pound cake).
  • A gift basket from Farrah Rochon that includes a Kindle Fire, a signed copy of The Boyfriend Project, a gift card, and some treats.
  • A 1-month writing mentorship with Jeannie Lin.

Wow! How’s that for some gift ideas, either for that hard-to-buy-for person on your list or maybe just to treat yourself? Take a minute to check out the full list of items.

Bidding runs through November 24th. Good luck!

Blind Trust is out now!

Blind Trust is finally here! Sexy redhead Todd Brennan is on the hunt for a killer in the Montana mountains when he rescues Lindsey Garcia from a pair of deadly kidnappers.

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The bad guys, some bad weather, and a single sleeping bag conspire to keep them together long enough to fall in love. Now they just have to stay alive. 

Looking for an excerpt? Find it here.

If you’re ready to start reading Blind Trust right away, get your copy in ebook or paperback from your favorite retailer today. Thanks!

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Blind Trust sneak peek

Blind Trust releases in two weeks, and I thought you might enjoy a sneak peek at the first scene.

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CHAPTER ONE

The trip to Montana was supposed to be a celebration. Instead it had become a nightmare.

Lindsey Garcia’s pursuers were so close she imagined she could feel their hot breath on the back of her neck. The narrow trail that cut across a steep hillside offered nowhere to hide, and she could see the men a few turns back, running toward her with purpose.

A shot of adrenaline pushed her forward on blistered, half-numb feet, but her muscles were twitchy and uncoordinated from dehydration and fatigue.

Don’t give up. Meg was counting on her to get help. Sucking air, Lindsey tried to match her breath to her pace, out for three steps, in for two, just like she did when running on the beach back home. Except she was nowhere near her typical pace.

Unless she could somehow round the bend and scramble up or down the hill before they realized what she’d done, the men would be on her in minutes.

Sidling up to the trail’s edge, she peered into the brush-covered valley. Yesterday, she and Megan had marveled at the resplendent yellow of the faraway aspens that stood out from the pine like torches. Today, the mountains appeared treacherous, the mood only enhanced by the low clouds snagged on the peaks, breaking the sun into a thousand shards of light.

One wrong step and she’d break her neck.

Maybe the better option was to find a weapon and lie in wait, get the jump on these guys somehow. Squinting against the sun’s glare, she hobbled around a curve, searching the ground for anything she might use to defend herself.

Oof. Lindsey collided with something solid.

Make that someone.

Oh, God. Had one of the men circled around to cut her off?

Scrambling backwards, the rubber shower shoes she’d been forced to flee in slipped on the loose dirt.

Her legs flew out from under her.

As if on ice, her feet shot right off the edge of the trail. Her hip slammed the dirt, following her legs over the precipice as the ground beneath her gave way in an avalanche of rocks, twigs, and soil.

She screamed, her stomach bottoming out as debris scraped along her ribs and her hands scrabbled for purchase on the soil.

I’m sorry, Megan. I tried.

Squeezing her eyes shut, Lindsey prayed her parents knew how much she loved them, prayed that someone would find her body so they’d have closure.

Something caught her wrist in a tight grip and her body jerked to a halt with a wrenching pain in her shoulder. What the hell?

“Hang on,” a deep voice said from overhead.

Lindsey opened her eyes and blinked up at the man. Despite his fair complexion, it was obvious to her now that he was a hiker, not one of her pursuers. He lay on his stomach, dark aviator glasses shielding his eyes under a gray brimmed cap. A large backpacking frame covered him like a turtle shell.

His long, muscular arm hung down from the now-ragged edge of the trail, shaking with the effort of arresting her descent. “I’ve got you.”

The flip-flops dropped from her feet and she found a toehold on a tree root, using it to ease some of the man’s burden.

His other arm extended down. “Can you grab my wrist?”

Her throat had cinched so tight she couldn’t speak, so she nodded and reached up, her arm trembling. Where was that superhuman strength you were supposed to get when threatened? She couldn’t lift herself, let alone a freaking car. Instead, she curled her fingers around the man’s forearm in a death grip.

“I’m going to pull you up slowly, alright?” he asked, the barest hint of a twang in his strained voice.

He grunted, biceps bulging as he hoisted her up the rocky hillside, snaking backwards as he tugged her closer. His hat caught the wind and sailed away, revealing thick, red hair that flopped over his brow. Sweat slicked her palm, but she held tight and tried to help by pushing with her toes until her arms rested over the edge. Then, he grabbed her shoulders and helped her scramble onto flat ground.

She rolled onto her back and closed her eyes for a moment, catching her breath, tremors rolling through her body like an earthquake.

She should be dead.

“Are you okay?”

Lindsey scoffed. She was so far from okay it wasn’t even funny. None of her limbs would move, and everything hurt, but she was alive. “I will be.”

She finally opened her eyes. Her rescuer had removed his pack and sunglasses, and sat on the ground next to her, breathing hard. He wiped the sweat from his face with the hem of his T-shirt, revealing chiseled abs, before he scanned her from head to toe with brilliant blue eyes. Dirt streaked his cheeks and dusted his auburn whiskers, but did nothing to hide how handsome he was.

“I’m Todd.” He frowned. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“Lindsey,” she said, without thinking.

 His pale brows furrowed at the sight of her bare feet. “You’re the first person I’ve seen on this trail today.” 

Oh, shit. She sat up, still shaky. For one blessed moment, she’d forgotten about—

“And now you’ve seen three,” a man said.

She gasped, her gaze locking onto the two men. The tall one was JJ, the shorter, thicker man went by Harris. Both made her stomach turn.

“Are you okay?” JJ asked, the apparent sincerity in his voice belied by the permanent scowl on his rugged face.

“I’ve been better.”

He nodded, his cruel green eyes hidden behind mirrored lenses. “Let’s go.”

“Hold up.” The redhead looked between her and the men as he stood. “Do you want to go with them?”

Not a chance in hell. But she couldn’t let some innocent guy—one who’d saved her life no less—take a bullet trying to protect her. Especially when it was two against one and his death would be in vain. She hadn’t made it to town to get help for Megan, but she could help this man. Assuming JJ would let him go.

“It’s okay,” she said, blinking back tears as she pushed to her throbbing feet. “Thank you for saving me.” Somehow, he’d reached down like the hand of God and snatched her out of thin air, and the only way she could repay him was to protect him from these two assholes.

“Are you sure?” Her hero looked at her then, his Pacific-blue eyes full of concern and confusion.

Let him think she was a battered wife or something. The truth could get him killed.

She nodded, trying to mask the pain and frustration coursing through her. If she thought she had a chance, if she thought the pair to her right wasn’t armed to the teeth, maybe she’d fight. Instead, she lifted her chin and looked up at JJ. “Yes, I’ll go.”

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Want more? Preorder Blind Trust now from your favorite bookstore and it'll show up on your e-reader on the 26th.

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Blind Trust Cover Reveal

Blind Trust releases October 26th—available now for preorder at Amazon, and at other retailers next week—and I can finally share the cover with you.

An ice-cold mountain. A deadly enemy. A scorching-hot desire they can’t ignore.

After escaping from kidnappers in the Montana wilderness, Lindsey Garcia is her best friend’s only hope for rescue. But when her enemies trap her on the mountain with a sexy stranger she’s not sure she can trust, both her life and her heart are in danger.

Former special operator Todd Brennan is on a personal hunt for a killer when he saves Lindsey from a deadly fall. He plans to get her to the nearest town and renew his pursuit, but a fatal encounter forces him to choose between love and justice.

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You might have noticed this one’s a little different from books 1-5. Well, it was time for an update, so the whole series is sporting a fresh look. Don’t they all look pretty? ❤️