Wicked Writing

This blog has moved to www.wickedstorytelling.com

For more than two years I’ve maintained three blogs for my writing. There was a method to my madness but that’s another story. I’ve finally made the leap and combined my blogs into a central location. I will no longer blog here so please follow the link above and join me on my wicked story telling adventures and learn more about my books under my other pen name too.



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It’s Time To “KICK” It!

Kick cover new 500I’m really excited about Kick, the newest book in the Completion Series. Rugby took me far outside my comfort zone but I enjoyed every minute of research. That includes every game, You Tube video, and especially the rugby message boards where even my dumbest questions were answered. Rugby fans rock!

Van and Joel are brothers who own and play for The Slam, a semi-professional rugby team in Colt, Ohio. Cami is a wanna be journalist and gets a not so big break when another sports reporter can’t cover the team’s try for the championship.

But Cami has a big problem. She hates sports as much as she desires a hot muscled body. Fighting her personal issues while keeping the brothers at arms length is a bigger problem than understanding a sport that makes no sense. Little by little Cami unravels the confusing game and the equally confusing brothers.

I guarantee you’ll be rooting for The Slam and cheering Cami on as she looses her heart. Will she choose the right or wrong brother? Will rugby teach her about blood, sweat, and sacrifice?

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The most challenging part of researching “Kick” was keeping my drool off my keyboard!

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I’ll update the blog tour links here throughout the week. **Take my blog challenge and comment on at least one tour stop each day for a chance to win a $25 gift certificate from Amazon. There’s also an additional Amazon GC if you enter the Rafflecopter found on participating blogs.

**To win this one, you must comment here by the end of the day on Sunday July 6th that you completed the blog challenge. Good luck!

Blog Tour Schedule

Day One: June 30

Love Between the Sheets http://tinyurl.com/kttejzh
Reading by the Book http://tinyurl.com/lyk83aj
Turn the Page http://tinyurl.com/ods97mb
Bound By Books Book Revie http://tinyurl.com/mz2fx8h
For the Love of Books http://tinyurl.com/n6u7xc4
Sam Stettner http://tinyurl.com/kghsdvl
A.R Von Dreamz of Dragons http://tinyurl.com/m59nxl2

Day Two: July 1

Cheekypee reads and reviews http://tinyurl.com/pueagtm
Eye Candy Bookstore http://tinyurl.com/k5kcftd
Foxylutely Book Reviews http://tinyurl.com/mghh5bq
My Book Inspired Ramblings http://tinyurl.com/l4kkhwx
Books To Breathe http://tinyurl.com/pejycte

Day Three: July 2

Reading Past My Bedtime http://wp.me/p3ll8n-2z6
As You Wish Review http://tinyurl.com/puqy7be
Daydream Beliver Book Blog http://tinyurl.com/netkpt6
This Redhead LOVES Books http://tinyurl.com/pf4fzen
Bawaka’s Book Fair http://tinyurl.com/nvgr89w
Swoon Worthy Books http://tinyurl.com/nw7fpby
Jackie’s Book Reviews http://tinyurl.com/opn8gf3



Procrastination On the Back Burner

????????????????????????????????????????Now that I’m a full-time writer, it’s easier than ever to procrastinate. I tend to get sidetracked with everything going on around me. I’m sure my Facebook friends will attest to this. I start every morning on Twitter and Facebook, and I mean every morning. An hour goes by in a blink. I refuse to admit to three.

Hiring an assistant/publicist was a no brainer for me. Having someone find those cute and sexy Facebook pics is an added bonus. I wish I could say I’m spoiled but it’s simply not true. This awesome lady kicks my butt.

“A newsletter, you need a newsletter!”

Ha… thus procrastination. The laugh was really on me because a “fill in the blank” edition arrived in my in-box this week.

“Post your introduction here”

“Post what you’re working on here”

And so it went. Two hours later, my first newsletter was ready to go and The Writing Chronicles came to life. The funny thing, I enjoyed every minute and I’m proud of the end result. Even the design, which I had nothing to do with, is perfect. So, without further procrastination or bragging, I hope you’ll click on the link below and read the first issue. There’s a signup button in the right-hand column of the newsletter too. I promise not to overwhelm your in-box but I’ll let you know when I have a new book releasing or might be in your area for a book signing.

Now back to writing, I swear!


The Writing Chronicles  <<<<<<<<————— You know you want to click that link!

Also posted at fangchronicles.com

“Strike” Goes On Tour

Strike memeLet the game begin! Rafflecopter with 2-$25 Amazon gift certificates and free copies of “Strike”

Interviews, reviews, and fun blogs to stroll through for your next great book boyfriend.

Leave a comment at only one blog each day, seven comments total. Leave a comment here that you accepted and completed my challenge and I’ll draw a separate winner for another $25 Amazon or B&N gift certificate.

I’ll add the links each day.

February 3rd

Reading by the BookA.R Von DreamZ of DragonsAll Romance Reviews *      strike 1 500       Book Worms * Love Drug Book BlogMade For You Book Reviews * Crystal Many ReviewrsBeanieBrain ReaderBook Bangers Blog

February 4th

 Book Junky GirlsHalos and Horns Book Blog    Jackie’s Book Reviews * Jennifers Taking A Break  Reading Past My BedtimeRose’s Book Blog        Sammie’s Book Club, for book lovers                        The Two Brains of Book Reviewers                      Globug and Hootie Need a Book * Keepin’ It Real Book Blog

February 5th

Love Between the SheetsMy Family’s Hearts Book Review  Nerd Girl *          Rusty’s ReadingSwoon Worthy BooksLove Bites and Silk Ties

February 6th

 Bridger Bitches Book Blogi love lady pornRandom Musesomy *                    Sweet Sassy Sexy Book BlogThe Suburban Eclectic ReviewTalon ps

February 7th

BJ’s Book Blog * FTLOBbyJBlgoRose’s Book Snobs                                            Star Angels’ Reviewssweets books

February 8th

 Becky on BooksCrazy Chaotic Book BabesFeisty Girls Book Blog * Jill Prand  Mean Girls Luv BooksSarah’s Bookshelf Turn the PageWild Wordy Women*  Women Rumpled Sheets BlogTiffany’s Book Hangover * Brenda’s Book Beat

February 9th

  Ms. ME28midnightangel book heavenOnce Upon A Crushread that *         Sassy Girl BooksSizzling Pages Romance Reviews * We Love Kink *       Reading My Escape

“Strike” Buy Links:

Amazon –http://tinyurl.com/myrqmhp

B&N – http://tinyurl.com/kyznxc2

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/399838

Kobo – http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/strike-8

ARE –  https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-strike-1400631-344.html

Paperback – https://www.createspace.com/4626720

“Strike” Three: It’s Out

baseball 2I can’t help but love a man in, and out of uniform. “Strike” is now available in e-edition and paperback.

Here’s a little teaser: 

“What are you doing here and how did you know where I was?” I whispered harshly.

“Your brother told me. I went back to the trailer to give you something and you weren’t there. Again, you needed a ride, should have told me, but didn’t.”

My teeth ground together. “You are not my boyfriend, Reed.”

“Oh, I see. You can offer to use my body, that’s okay, but if I want to provide taxi service, I’m just not good enough.”

I no longer whispered. “I did not offer to use your body.”

We were at his car and he stepped in close. I moved back and the cold metal of the car pressed against me. Reed’s warm body took away the chill and he’d done it to me again. Backed me into the kissing corner. I stared at his lips, waiting for them to descend.

And waited.

Instead of where I wanted them, his lips brushed against my ear while his hands held my head.

“I know you want my body, Jaycee, just admit it.” His warm breath whispered over my skin.

I would have hit him, but then he took my earlobe between his teeth, bit down, released the pressure, and sucked.

He sucked my fucking ear.

Buy links:

Amazon – http://tinyurl.com/myrqmhp

B&N – http://tinyurl.com/kyznxc2

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/399838

Kobo – http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/strike-8

ARE –  https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-strike-1400631-344.html

Paperback – https://www.createspace.com/4626720

Strike Two: Here’s the Cover

strike 1 500January 22nd is release day!

Twenty-year-old Jaycee Shumway breaks into professional baseball player, Reed Tyler’s home, to steal the second most valuable set of balls he owns. Neither of them expect their striking attraction or battle of wills to lead them to a homerun.

Jaycee has more than herself to worry about. When Reed discovers she has a younger brother and sister, he’s caught up in the losing season they call life.

Spring training begins and the separation puts Reed and Jaycee’s game on hold. With bases loaded and hearts on the line, will Reed convince Jaycee that she needs him to win or will Jaycee strike out and walk off the field forever?


I turned and faced him. “Look Reed, I’m not going to be your girlfriend. I don’t need rides home or your jackets.” I was such a liar. I didn’t ever want to give up the jacket enveloping me in warmth and his scent. I wanted to roll in his smell coating my body with Reed Tyler.

“I’d like you to work for me.”

Well that made me laugh. “Doing what, your laundry, cleaning?”

“Don’t you think it’s a better gig than Tasty Burger?”

I’d said my last words as a joke but god, he was serious. “I am not going to be your maid. The idea is ridiculous.”

“Just hear me out.”

“No.” Why did he always bring my pride to the forefront?

“I have an apartment over the garage. It has two bedrooms. Jon could sleep inside the main house and you and Bitsy could have separate rooms.”

Now I understood and pride was the last thing I felt. A slow angry buzz built in my brain.

It made perfect sense, baseball player, too much money, an easy lay whenever he had the need. “You want a live in whore?”

His voice exploded in the car, “You drive me crazy. No, I don’t want a live in whore.” He took a deep breath and spoke one decimal softer, “Spring training starts in two weeks. I’ll be in Florida. I have a cleaning service that comes in once a week but there’s always something neglected when I’m gone. I need someone to oversee things, let the pest control guy in, make sure the yard is tended by the yard crew. It’s honest work. Your sister and brother need this. You can’t do it all and I have the means to help you. Christ, I would just give you the money but I don’t see you taking it. Instead you risk your life robbing me and you risk your brother and sister’s lives too.”

His words only fueled my anger. “You know nothing about me or my sister and brother. You live in your mansion and think you have the right to butt into my business. Tell me this… did you plan on keeping your hands off me? Are you providing my own room so you can sneak in at night and get a little extra for your money? Is that part of your overall scheme?” Reed Tyler was a creep the same as all the men my mother brought home and that included the three that fathered me and Jon and Bitsy. I threw open the car door and slammed it closed behind me. I ignored the screeching tires and fought back tears. Squaring my shoulders, pushing the internal pain aside, I knocked on the trailer door. The soft crying coming from inside registered at the same time Jon opened the door.

“What’s wrong?” I looked past Jon to Bitsy.

“It’s… it’s… Don Gato.” Tears covered her scrunched up face.

My heart broke. She held the mangy old cat in her arms.

“Oh honey, he was very old. It was his time.”

“He’ssss not dead, he’s sick and he won’t walk.”

Now my heart broke even further. Jon closed the door behind me and I walked over to look at Don Gato. He was lifeless but I could see the slight rise and fall of his chest. I didn’t even have money to end his suffering. Life crashed in but I had to control myself. I angrily wiped the tears from my face.

“You need to go to sleep Bitsy. You can’t stay up holding him all night. It won’t make a difference.” And I knew it wouldn’t. It didn’t matter how long I’d held my mother’s hand, she died anyway. She’d left me alone to care for my sister and brother. People died. Cats died and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.

An hour later, I lay down with Bitsy one arm under her pillow and my other hand across her body resting on Don Gato. His small chest continued to rise and fall. I needed him to die by morning. Bitsy didn’t need to go through this any longer. I cried quietly so Jon couldn’t hear. I’d seen Jon’s eyes. He knew the same thing I did.

It sucked to be poor.

Strike One: Reed is coming…

Adam Wainwright is my inspiration for Reed

Adam Wainwright is my visual inspiration for Reed

I’m currently writing “Strike” and relieved to be past the halfway point. Funny how my books start out as one thing and change. I really think these characters are shifting in a better direction.

I placed the first chapter at the end of “Play” so you may already know that hot and hunky professional baseball player Reed Tyler caught Jaycee Shumway burglarizing his home. They had a rocky start but Reed can’t get her off his mind and she can’t get away from him. He keeps showing up in her life and she’s tired of running.

Here’s a yummy bathtub teaser. Just think steam, silky water, and the hottest guy on earth…

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Leaning back against Reed’s legs, I continued playing with my nipples while his fingers found the cleft of my pussy. He was gentle and it felt so damn good. He started pushing two fingers in and out while rubbing my clit in small circles. He pressed his cock against my back in rhythm to his hands. I kept up the breast action and rode the wave until I crested.

He didn’t stop me from turning over this time. He wasn’t finished and I wanted to taste him, learn more about this wonderful object that could give me so much pleasure. My fingers curled around his cock. He lifted his knees so I could move up slightly. I licked just the head and watched Reed’s eyes crystallize, the tendons in his neck bulge.

Oh the power.

I cupped his balls with one hand using the other to bring him back to my lips. I ran my tongue down his length and then back up loving the ridge along the backside of his cock. When I circled the head, saliva pooled in my mouth. There was no way I could take him all but I wrapped my lips around the top and slowly traveled down applying suction. At this moment, I thanked Wendy Armigator for her instructions on oral skills in high school. She was very descriptive and talked about doing it incessantly. From the look on Reed’s face, he thanked Wendy too.

His hands came off his knees and threaded into my hair stopping my movement. “I’m gonna come baby.”

“Please. I wanna taste.”


How does January 22, 2014 for the release date?