Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Cole for Christmas by Kelly Collins

Title: Cole for Christmas
Author: Kelly Collins
Genre: Contemporary Adult Romance
Release Date: September 28, 2015
When Interior Designer Chloe Craig imagined Christmas, her mind overflowed with boisterous family gatherings, trees trimmed in twinkling lights, and doorways adorned with mistletoe. Using her infectious joy, she was determined to soften the heart of her new employer, Mr. Cole, and to bring warmth and cheer to his cold Aspen home.

New to Aspen, Chloe was resolute to start fresh, shaking off a past relationship betrayal. She saw the Cole assignment as her ticket to establish herself professionally, and despite the magnetic lure of Mr. Tall, Dark, and Delicious, she knew to keep her distance.

For real estate mogul, Elias Cole, a broken heart had vetoed celebrating Christmas for years. More Scrooge than Kris Kringle, he was desperate for help so he hired Chloe Craig to bring the once-loved Christmas joy to his home.

But when his personal life fell apart, he needed more than a decorator. He needed a miracle, and her name was Chloe.

Sometimes desire is simply too irresistible to give into, and attraction too hard to ignore. While some girls get presents for Christmas, others get Cole. Could a little Cole for Christmas be Chloe’s wish come true?

What’s not to love about you? You’re hella-sexy, and you’re successful. You obviously take your family commitments seriously, and you have a great . . .” I almost said ass, but I thought better of it. “Personality.”

“I’m hella what?”

I lowered my head in embarrassment. Maybe I should have just blurted the ass part out. Honestly, it was true, and now I had to confess the sexy part, why not get it all out. But I didn’t. I whispered, “sexy.”

When I looked up to see his wide grin, he reached for my hand and squeezed it, and my heart, at the same time.

“We are going to have a wonderful holiday, Chloe Lou Who. You are my Christmas angel.”

We pulled into the airport parking lot. Elias ran around the SUV and helped me out into the frigid winter air. Instead of pulling me toward the terminal, he pulled the collar of my jacket up around my ears and leaned down and kissed me square on the lips. Something about the kiss was so sweet and earnest. Many women had let Elias down around the holidays. I wouldn’t be one of them.

Author Bio:
Kelly Collins writes with the intention of keeping the love alive.

Always a romantic, she is inspired by real time events mixed with a dose of fiction. She encourages her readers to reach the happily ever after but bask in the afterglow of the perfectly imperfect love.

Kelly lives in Colorado with her husband of twenty-five years. She loves hockey, shiny objects and has a new found appreciation for green smoothies.

Kelly has a landing page that hosts all her books.



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Sinner’s Steel by Sarah Castille

Title: Sinner's Steel
Author: Sarah Castille
Series: Sinner’s Tribe Motorcycle Club #3
Genre: Adult Romance
Release Date: October 6, 2015
Publisher: St. Martin’s Press

Tall, dark, and dangerously handsome, Zane “Tracker” Colter is the strong, silent type of tattooed muscle biker who drives women wild. But as a master of strategy for the outlaw MC club, Sinner’s Tribe, he doesn’t have time to play around with groupies and biker chicks-especially when he can’t stop thinking about Evie, the girl who got away…


Evie’s been in love with Zane ever since they were children-until he broke her heart and disappeared. Now he’s back in her life, bigger and badder than ever. Zane is stunned by how beautiful and confident Evie’s become, using her artistic talent to customize motorcycles. He wants her so bad, he’d ride through fire to win her back. There’s one problem: Evie is dating his deadliest rival-the leader of the Black Jacks-and if Evie and Zane hook up, there’ll be hell to pay…

Sarah Castille’s Sinner’s Tribe series is:
“Raw, rugged, and romantic.” -Eden Bradley, New York Times bestselling author
“A sexy and dangerous ride!”-Roni Loren, New York Times bestselling author

     “What about you and me?”
     Her mouth went dry, and her stomach churned. “There isn’t a you and me outside of Ty. I have my life, Zane and you have yours. We don’t have anything in common anymore.”
     “And you and Viper do?” His voice dropped to a growl, so fierce and low the tree frogs stopped croaking, silencing the night. “How’d you wind up with that piece of shit?”
     “He came to the shop for some paint work. I didn’t know much about the Jacks so I thought he was just another biker. He was charming, intelligent . . . probably the most interesting guy I'd met to since coming to Conundrum. When he came back a third time for a touch-up on his fender, he asked me out. Bill told me who he was and said I should be careful."
     "Probably made you want him more," he said quietly.
     "Maybe it did. Maybe I wanted to prove to myself I could handle a man like him—the way I couldn't handle Mark—and that I didn't need anyone to save me. I made a decision to take control of my life when things went wrong with Mark. I realized I'd spent too much time chasing a dream of finding someone to look after me when really I needed to look after myself. But that's not all it was. I liked him, and I was flattered by his attention. I enjoy his company. I'm not ashamed of that.” She turned back to the house and Zane grabbed her arm, spinning her back to face him.
     “You’re done with him. I don’t give a fucking damn how you feel about him, or what you’ve got going on. He’s a vicious, ruthless, coldhearted bastard. I know you got that wild in you, and maybe that’s why you’re with him, but he’s dangerous and I won’t let him near you or my son.”
     Evie shook him off, anger warring with confusion, her emotions battling against her aching want for the only man she’d ever loved. “Maybe the reason I was with him is because he reminded me of you.”
     Wrong thing to say. Eyes glittering, he lunged for her, clasping her wrist in his warm palm, pulling her to him. “Then be with me.”
     “I can’t.” Her throat tightened and she had to force the words out. “What we had is broken and it can’t be fixed. I can’t do this with you again. I just couldn’t bear to be with you and have you disappear again. And I've moved on. I don't need you that way anymore.”
     He wrapped his arms around her, buried his face in her neck. “What we had is still there. I can feel it and I know you feel it, too.”
     His warmth seeped into her skin, his arms strong around her. Yes, their chemistry was still there. She could feel it pulsing through veins, an arousal so fierce she could feel it in her fingers and toes.
     “Kiss me.” Zane’s voice was hoarse, tight. “Kiss me and tell me you don’t feel what I feel. Kiss me and tell me you want him and not me.”
     Unable to pull herself away, her mind clouded with desire, she acquiesced to his demand. Twining her fingers through his hair, she pulled him down and kissed him. Zane groaned and squeezed her so tight, she could feel the press of his buckle against her stomach. His tongue tangled with hers and he took over, returning her kiss with an intensity that left her breathless and made her knees tremble. She ached for him, wanted nothing more than to strip off his clothes and drown in the heat of his body.
     “I wanna see you, my sweet Evie. I wanna bare your body, lick every inch of you, feel your skin against mine. I wanna be inside you so deep you forget everything but me.”
     Evie took a quick glance to each side to make sure they weren’t in view of the neighbors, but with the trees around them, and a field to the back, there were well hidden in the shadows. And although she knew she should refuse him, walk away and hold firm to her resolve, she licked the taste of him off her lips and whispered, “Yes.”

Author Bio:
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Sarah Castille, writes contemporary erotic romance and romantic suspense featuring blazingly hot alpha males and the women who tame them. She is the author of the Redemption series, the Sinner’s Tribe MC series, and the Legal Heat series. A recovering lawyer and caffeine addict, she worked and travelled abroad before trading in her briefcase and stilettos for a handful of magic beans and a home on Vancouver Island.


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The Summer Marked by Rebekah L Purdy

Title: The Summer Marked
Author: Rebekah L Purdy
Series: The Winter People #2
Genre: Fantasy, Young Adult
Release Date: September 22, 2015
Publisher: Entangled: Teen
The sequel to the chilling Winter People returns to the world of Faerie, and is a romantic and enchanting follow-up.

Salome left humankind behind to be with her boyfriend, Gareth, in the Kingdom of Summer. But now forces of darkness are rising. Her happily-ever-after is coming apart, and the Kingdom is on the brink of war.

Newly-single Kadie Byers is on her way home for Thanksgiving, imagining a visit filled with hot chocolate, a hot guy for a little rebound action, and some girl time with her bestie, Salome. Except she receives a message from Salome with two important words: PLEASE HURRY.

When Kadie rushes to help Salome, she’s ripped from the human world and pulled into the kingdoms of Faerie, where she’s shocked to learn that Salome’s monsters are real, and that she’s now at the mercy of one extremely vengeful Winter Queen…

Now both Salome and Kadie must find a way to survive the deadly chaos…or lose themselves to Winter’s deadly, icy grasp.

Bubbles and foam rose from the river floor as if there was an eruption below. Water sprayed my left cheek. A gurgled snort sounded beside us as a great black horse rose from the depths, river-weed tangled in its mane. This was no ordinary horse. It was a Kelpie. It turned to face me, eyes blazing like hot coals. The beast’s lips peeled back to reveal blood covered teeth. Crap. If I could reach the saddlebags, then maybe I could pull out the sword Gareth had gotten for me. I leaned to the side, reaching for the buckles. Moving at this pace and bouncing around, I couldn’t get hold of it.

Come on. 

Adaba jerked to the side in an attempt to get to the shore. But it was too late. In one swift movement, the Kelpie latched onto my arm.

“No!” Pain shot through me like a bullet. I fought to stay in the saddle. My horse kicked out his hind legs, catching the Kelpie in the side. Still the creature wouldn’t release me.
Instead, it tugged harder ripping me halfway off my saddle. My knees tightened around Adaba’s sides, my fingers loosened as water slickened what grip I had. The Kelpie’s teeth sunk deeper into my arm. My hands slipped; my hold lost. Horror washed over me when I plunged into the dark, icy depths of the river. The coldness stung my skin. The creature dragged me deeper, and I kicked my legs, thrashing to free myself from it. Above me, all I saw were the distorted images of the sky as it faded from sight.

Writing From Two POVS (Point of View):
I had a blast writing The Summer Marked (book two in the Winter People series), but mostly because I got to create the story from two different characters’ points of view. Kadie and Salome are SUCH different people. Kadie is more bad ass and hardcore, where Salome, who can be tough if she needs to, is a more “soft” kind of character. She kind of wears her heart on her sleeve and cares SO much about people. So it was nice being able to see how each character reacted to their environments.

But these two girls are both in very different types of places within Faerie. Kadie has been dropped right into something out of a horror flick or a fairytale gone wrong. Winter is filled with so much darkness, violence, and nightmarish stuff—a very macabre place. It was tough to write Kadie’s character, because we see how all this evilness is starting to break her down. She’s struggling to remain strong and protect her friend at all costs. But her whole situation seems helpless. It’s like every ray of hope that she has just keeps getting sucked away.

Salome, on the other hand is in Summer. When I was creating Summer all that kept popping into my head was something out of Tolkien novel, kind of like Rivendell. Summer is a HUGE contrast from Winter. It’s beautiful, with fountains, waterfalls, flowers, trees, castles etc. But underneath all the beauty there is a danger for Salome as well—and she learns quickly that not everything that’s “pretty” is nice. She has her own battles to fight, especially since not all the Fae like humans. She trying to find her place in a world where she really doesn’t totally belong or fit into. I had a different kind of fun writing her character. I liked showing her contrast from Kadie. How she had her own “horrors” and political issues she was dealing with. But also showing her grow more of a backbone and into her own so to speak.

The great thing about duo povs is being able to give the reader a bigger look at the setting and characters your writing about. To give them an idea of things outside just the main protagonist’s thoughts. I seriously love this book and hope the readers do as well.

Author Bio:
Rebekah was born and raised in Michigan where she spent many late nights armed with a good book and a flashlight. She’s lived in Michigan most of her life other than the few years she spent in the U.S. Army. At which time she got a chance to experience Missouri, Kansas, South Carolina, and California. Rebekah has a business degree from University of Phoenix and currently works full time for the court system. In her free time she writes YA stories, anything from YA Fantasy to YA Contemporary Romance. Rebekah also has a big family (6 kids) she likes to consider her family as the modern day Brady Bunch complete with crazy road trips and game nights. When not hiding at her computer, Rebekah enjoys reading, singing, soccer, swimming, football, camping, playing video games, traveling, and hanging out with her family and gazillion pets.



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Bound by Their Love by Nicole Flockton

Title: Bound by Their Love
Author: Nicole Flockton
Series: Bound #3
Genre: Contemporary Adult Romance
Release Date: October 8, 2015
From Nicole Flockton comes the intense, emotional conclusion of her bestselling Bound trilogy…

Reclusive, exclusive, and world renowned, Jeffrey Courteux might get a lot of attention for his exquisite jewellry, but he keeps his personal life under tight wraps. His solitary life fuels his creativity and keeps him sane, and he’s not willing to give it up – until a pair of sexy legs in killer heels makes hiding away less appealing than it used to be…

Smart, driven, and ambitious, Greta Adamas knows she’s the only suitable candidate for Vice-President of her family’s advertising firm. Landing the Jeffrey Courteaux account for his new line of jewellry will only catapult her to the upper echelons of the advertising world, and nothing will keep her from achieving her dreams – not even the overwhelmingly attractive designer who won’t leave her thoughts…

Mixing business with pleasure is always a potent cocktail, but one with consequences. What happens when two people who know what they want suddenly want something completely different – and completely out of their reach?

Greta rushed into the corporate offices of the Morelli Corporation with minutes to spare. She was directed to the boardroom. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door. Instead of seeing a roomful of people, she was greeted by a young woman behind a desk.

‘Oh, sorry, I thought this was the boardroom.’

The other woman laughed. ‘Well it is, sort of. I’m Heather, Mr Morelli’s assistant. You must be Greta Adamas from the Adamas Agency?’

‘Yes, that’s me.’ Still running on the high of delivery Sheree’s baby, Greta paused to gather herself before continuing. ‘Could you please direct me to where the boardroom is? I’m running a little late and want to be able to set up before everyone arrives.’

The other woman hesitated. ‘Umm, don’t you want to clean up first?’


‘You have a little blood on your face. There’s some on your shirt as well. Did you get hurt?’

Greta groaned. She’d been so concerned about getting to her meeting she hadn’t given her appearance a second thought. ‘No, I didn’t get hurt, I delivered a baby.’

‘I’m sorry, did you just say you delivered a baby?’

Greta laughed. ‘Yes. It’s still rather surreal.’

‘What happened? And why did you have to deliver the baby? Why not a paramedic or doctor?’

‘The lift in my apartment building got stuck. My neighbour was on the way to the hospital as she was in labour. The baby decided the elevator was a good place to be born.’ Greta paused and closed her eyes. Reliving the moment when she was holding baby Greta. ‘I don’t think I’ll ever forget it.’ She finished on a whisper.

‘I’m sure you won’t. Babies are so sweet and innocent.’

‘They certainly are.’

Silence surrounded them until Greta worked out where she was and what she needed to do.

‘Guess I’d better clean up before I go into the meeting. Can you tell me where the bathroom is?’

‘Let me take you. There’s still time before your appointment. Plus a couple of other people from your agency are already here. If you’re a few minutes delayed, I’m sure they’ll be able to handle any questions.’

‘Good. I’m glad they made it,’ Greta said as she schooled her features, hiding the shock at hearing some agency representatives were there.

Who the hell was here? And why?

Maybe her father decided to come along after all. She hoped to God it wasn’t Graham. If he was in that room she’d be really pissed off.

They made their way to the bathroom. Greta gasped at her appearance. Her hair was falling loose from the sleek bun she’d put it in that morning. Her shirt had blood and God knows what else stained on it. It was basically ruined. There was no way she could go into the meeting looking like this.

How had she not realised the state she was in? Why hadn’t anyone mentioned it to her when she’d been standing in the foyer at the apartment building?


The place had been buzzing with excitement over a baby being born in a lift. She’d been as caught up as everyone else. When the situation had died down, she’d grabbed her things and headed out the door.

Now what was she going to do? She couldn’t do her presentation like this. She might as well kiss the account goodbye.

Sensing her distress, Heather placed her hand on Greta’s arm. ‘I’ve got a spare blouse. I picked it up from the cleaners this morning. It will work fine with your suit. You fix your hair while I get it for you.’ Heather pointed to a powder blue bag sitting on the counter. ‘If you want to touch up your make-up, feel free to help yourself to mine.’

Heather turned and walked out of the bathroom. Greta quickly washed her face and slipped off her blouse. Luckily her jacket was clean. She’d just finished fixing her hair when Heather walked back into the bathroom, blouse in hand.

‘Here you go.’

Greta turned, took the blouse from Heather and slipped her arms into it. ‘So, do I pass muster now?’ Greta asked, wanting to get her mind off the baby and back onto why she was standing in the bathroom. She had a presentation to give.

Heather ran a critical eye over her. ‘Yep, you’ll knock them off their feet.’

‘I hope so. Let’s go to the boardroom.’

Heather laughed and held the bathroom door open for her. On the way past Heather’s desk, Greta collected her materials. Glancing at her watch she saw that it was eleven fifteen. She hated being late.

‘How did you explain my lateness?’

‘I told them that there’d been an incident on your way to the meeting and you needed a few moments to straighten up.’ Heather shrugged. ‘They all understood, and seeing as Mr Courteux has only just arrived, it’s worked out fine. You couldn’t have started the presentation without him in the room anyway.’

Greta didn’t know what she’d done to deserve to have Heather supporting her, but she was grateful. ‘Thank you, you don’t know how much I appreciate it.’

‘Oh no worries, us girls have to stick together. Besides, I want you to win the account.’

‘From your lips to their ears. I’d love to work on this account.’ They stopped outside the door. ‘Do you have any last minute tips before I enter the lion’s den?’

Heather grinned. ‘Mr Courteux hasn’t been impressed with anyone’s campaign as yet, including the other man from your agency. I have a feeling you are just what he needs.’

Heather opened the door with a flourish.

Greta strode into the room, a lingering buzz from delivering the baby giving her added confidence. She placed her portfolio case and laptop bag on the table and turned to face the room. Pasting a smile on her face, she looked directly at Luciano Morelli.

‘Good morning, Mr Morelli. I’m Greta Adamas and I apologise for being late. If you’ll give me a few minutes I’ll have everything ready.’ She started to pull out her presentation boards and laptop. ‘As your assistant informed you, I needed to change my blouse. It’s not everyday you get caught in a lift and have to deliver a baby.’

Greta turned to the other people in the room and gave a short laugh at seeing the shocked expressions on their faces.

She assessed the people seated at the table. She nodded her head at her father’s assistant and a young intern. Opposite them was an attractive woman and a man dressed in an impeccably cut suit. She recognised him as Nick Bishop, Luciano Morelli’s business partner. A movement toward the back of the room diverted her attention.

Stepping out of the shadows was the last person she expected to see. Wearing a dark suit and dark glasses, he commanded the attention of the others in the room. She would know those glasses anywhere.

What the hell was Jeff Court doing in this meeting?

As he pulled his sunglasses off and placed them in his top pocket, realisation struck. The person she’d spent an illicit afternoon with, the person she knew as Jeff Court, wasn’t Jeff Court at all. He was the one and only elusive jewellery designer, Jeffrey Courteux. How had she not made the connection the day they met? It was so obvious to her now. If she hadn’t let her emotions take away her sense she would’ve worked it out when he’d said his name.

She was so screwed

Author Bio:
Bestselling author Nicole Flockton writes sexy contemporary romances, seducing you one kiss at a time as you turn the pages. Nicole likes nothing better than taking characters and creating unique situations where they fight to find their true love.

On her first school report her teacher noted "Nicole likes to tell her own stories". It wasn’t until after the birth of her first child and after having fun on a romance community forum that she finally decided to take the plunge and write a book.

Apart from writing Nicole is busy looking after her very own hero – her wonderfully supportive husband, and two fabulous kids. She also enjoys watching sports and, of course, reading.


Bound by Their Love #3

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Garnet's Queen by Chelsea O'Neal

Title: Garnet's Queen
Author: Chelsea O'Neal
Series: Angel Crest #3
Genre: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
Release Date: September 24, 2015
Cover Design: Melody Simmons
Publisher: Mirador Publishing
War has come to the castle in Garnet City. With Daniah’s fate hanging in the balance, the close group of Zoku must come together and overpower the resistance, as well as protect the humans
Lives will forever be altered. Secrets are revealed. One person must decide whether to continue on the path of destruction or follow the Everlasting, while another learns she can be more than she ever had the opportunity to be.

As the Zoku army fights back against the evil Devlo, they turn to their faith, and rely on strength, hope, and love. But, will this be enough? Can they overcome Daniah’s missing presence, or will this be what evil needs to win, once and for all? The ultimate fight between good and evil will clash in this final chapter of the Angel Crest Trilogy.

I grin against her sudden gasp, and I suck her tongue into my mouth as I pump my finger in and out, making her body buck between my body and the wall behind her. Her thighs are gripping my hips, and her fingers claw at my back. I feel powerful as my fingers slide through her moisture easily.

“I need to touch you, I need to feel you.” The need in her voice is obvious as she pants, I reach down and grasp her ass as I pull my fingers out to torment her, flicking her nub, knowing how hot she is getting, I need to please her.

“Oh!” Cord’s body tenses, but I pull back, I need her with me, and I need her mindless with passion.

Her eyes, glazed and heavy lidded, meet mine, and I grin as I turn us and shut the door we were standing next to, she reaches over and locks it. I move us over to a table and lean forward so her back makes contact. She wastes no time pulling my shirt off and is working on my pants before I have either of my shoes kicked off. I unfasten her shorts and yank them down, as she pulls on my pants. I step back and drop my jeans, stepping out of them, and pull Cord to the edge of the table. With no hesitation, I slide into her, her back arches and I have to taste her again. I lean forward and lick her nipple, watching as it beads. Cord reaches around me, grabbing my ass and pulling me closer.

“Make love to me. Now.” Her gaze is direct and intense, and the love I have for her swamps me.

I lean forward and kiss her while I start pumping in and out of her, I reach down and finger her nub. Hearing her muffled plea for more. I lean back and pull her thighs up so I can thrust forward harder, her husky moans spurring me on to move faster.

“You are beautiful.” She is, looking at her gorgeous body splayed before me, gripping my cock, making my heart beat hard, I can’t help but voice the truth.

Her moan is thanks enough, and I feel her squeeze around my cock. I pump fast, then reach around and use my thumb to press and rub her nub. Her body bows even more as I feel her orgasm squeeze my cock harder and her juices drench me, and I can’t hold back any more as my whole body tenses. I feel the sweetest relief pour through me. Panting, I lean forward and rest my forehead against hers.

“I love you so much,” I whisper against her lips, and she smiles sleepily.

Author Bio:
Chelsea O'Neal lives in her fantasy world where people can fly, vampires could be real, money is never an issue and the romantic meeting of your true love is a normal happening. When not relaxing in Chelsea-ville, she enjoys talking with animals who talk back and taking long walks with her prince charming.

Actually Chelsea lives in the United States in Nebraska, where she was born and raised, with her black lab Daisey, who hasn't spoken actual words to her but she is pretty sure Daisey understands her. She is yet to meet her prince charming, though she is quite sure he is out there. Chelsea enjoys working as a youth librarian. She is an avid reader and writing has always been her passion. Chelsea has written 3 novels and a novella, she is working on her next book now.


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Beautifully Masked by AM Guilliams

Title: Beautifully Masked
Author: AM Guilliams
Series: Beaufully #3
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 5, 2015
Sophia Turner has the life people dream about. An amazing career, great friends, and two adorable godsons. She’s turned her life in the direction that she’s felt it was always meant to go, away from the life she once led. Everything was perfect in her eyes.
Until one night changed it all.

Jeremiah Stewart has lived life on the edge since tragedy struck him at a young age. He pushes the odds every time he goes into a burning building for reasons he won’t divulge. He was perfectly content remaining a recluse.

Until she changed it all.

Jeremiah and Sophia made a vow to only ever be friends. A vow that was broken in the blink of an eye. An arrangement was the resolution, but for how long, neither wanted to know.
Will Jeremiah and Sophia be able to stick to only an arrangement? Or will one of them want more, causing their friendship to go up in a blazing inferno and allowing them to both live Beautifully Masked.

Author Bio:
A.M. Guilliams was raised in a small town located in Southern Virginia and even though she moved to the city in her early twenties, she’s still a country girl at heart. She loves being in the outdoors, traveling to new places and spending time with her family. As a teenager A.M. Guilliams played around with writing, but it wasn’t until 2013 that she decided to put her criminal justice degree to work and publish her first Romantic Suspense Novel Beautifully Tainted. If you can’t find her in the writing cave, she’s probably enjoying her time with her the man of her dreams for the last thirteen years, two daughters, and son; or throwing the ball around in the river for the family German Sheppard, and Chocolate Lab. Oh, let’s not forget her ferret. You can follow her at the following links, as author A.M. Guilliams looks forward to hearing from you.


Beautifully Masked #3

Beautifully Tainted #1

Beautifully Together #2