• Romance

    Letters to an English Professor (The Connaghers Book 1)

    I heard your voice, and I knew. I knew I had to be in your class. I knew I had to be… Yours. As an Accounting student, Rae Jackson has never cared much for poetry, but that all changes when she hears Dr. Connagher’s distinctive voice quoting some dead dude in the hallway. One look at his face, and she falls. Hard. Piercing blue eyes. Craggy face she could study for hours. And the forearms of a warrior. She can’t sign up for his infamous class fast enough. At least he doesn’t teach Calculus. But an unknown student can’t hide for long in an upper-graduate English class. He calls her to his office, and all she can think about is that gorgeous cherry desk while his rumbling voice rolls her deeper into her fantasies. Oh yes, Dr. Connagher. I’ve been a very naughty student indeed. Read more
  • Horror

    Adrian’s Eagles (Life After War Book 2)

    Post-Apocalyptic Survival Three months after the nuclear war that turned America into an apocalyptic wasteland, Safe Haven has made it from California to South Dakota. Adrian now has six of the seven gifted people sent to ensure the survival of their country. However, not everyone can handle Adrian’s version of safety—including some of his closest people. When Angela decides to be an Eagle, unrest threatens to rip the camp apart. All the drama allows a dangerous distraction to get close, resulting in a do-or-die situation that might just cost Adrian’s new protégé her life. This is book 2 of the Life After War series.
  • Horror

    The Vicious: Undead in New Orleans

    I died in New Orleans. My ex-husband tracked me down and murdered me in a rage. But instead of a bright light leading me to the other side, I met the man at the crossroads. He was digging the graves for all the dead in his city, but he refused to dig mine. Instead, he claimed me for "the Vicious." I awoke in my ratty apartment covered in dried blood. Am I live, or dead? Who are these strangers following me? I must be dead. These men have skulls for faces, and only I can see them. They’re here to make me… Vicious.