Impromptu Seduction is available now!

Hey Reading Family!

The moment you’ve all been waiting for, the final love story in my Heart of a Valentine series is here! I hope you enjoy Kyle and London’s story as much as I enjoyed writing their journey to love. 

Please, when you’re done, let me know how you’re feeling in the reviews!

ABOUT IMPROMPTU SEDUCTION:

Raised as a debutante, ladylike, and reserved, London Jones has stepped into unknown territory. From the moment her life collided with a man who should’ve been off-limits, a bachelor with a hot reputation—staying out of his way was the sensible thing to do. However, she finds herself caught in a tangled web of passionate fervor whenever he comes near. So much so that her ability to place a barrier between them becomes a futile battle. The heart wants what it wants, and London’s heart yearns for him.

Borboleta…

She was the impetus of his desire. The only one who captured his eye for more than a moment and beckoned his soul to blend in beautiful bliss with hers. For software engineer Kyle Valentine, his attempt to hold back the hedonism that struck whenever they were together threatened to be his undoing. His heart yearned to connect with London’s soul, and soon he finds himself questioning if he’s worthy of her love. But now that he’s gotten next to London, determination becomes the motto for his pursuit and his ultimate will to hold on to her, forever.

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Sunday Sample: Impromptu Seduction

Hey Reading Family!

Are you ready to fall in love with Kyle and London? The finale to the In the Heart of a Valentine series is coming next month! Keep reading for a sneak peek and be sure to PRE-ORDER.

Valentine Isle

Brazil

“About what I said before.” 

Claudia shook her head. “Don’t even apologize. I mean, you did come all the way to Brazil because of an invitation. So why wouldn’t you want to spend a night with him?”

London sighed. “So, I’m not crazy then?”

“I’ll tell you what you are. Human. And, if the Valentines are the type of men I’ve seen from the outside in, you should be okay with him.”

“Should be?”

“I can’t be sure, but I’m hopeful.”

“Okay. Really, I only want one night with him.”

Claudia dropped her chin. “I can’t believe you just let that bald-faced lie slip out of your mouth.”

London gawked. “What?”

Claudia left her side and returned with two champagne-filled flutes.

“We’ve already established that you like him because of the mileage between here and home, right?”

London smirked.

“So, there’s no need for you to turn around and say you only want one night with him.”

“Okay, but he may not be the several-nights type of guy.”

“You’re right. But say, for a second, birds of a feather really do flock together, then he is a several-nights type of guy, sis.”

“I don’t need this kind of inspiration.”

Claudia laughed and sipped, her eyes scanning the room to see Kyle’s dark attention pointing their way. 

“Girl, that man wants you like, like…” Claudia thought of her husband, Jaden, and her body responded with flurrying tingles. “Nah, he couldn’t want you like that.” She chuckled.

London’s eyes squinted. “Anything is possible,” she whispered as if knowing what Claudia alluded to.

“You’re right. So, follow your instincts, girl.”

“You never answered my question.”

“What?”

“Would you call me a slut if I said I want to fuck him tonight?”

“I—”

London held her smirk as she stared Claudia down. 

“No. This is your ballgame. Play it how you wish.”

London’s smile filled her face. “Honestly, him being the man of my dreams is a wish too cliché to believe in.” London’s mouth dropped, and her lips puckered. “I’m sorry if that let you down.”

“Girl. You’re right to have reservations.”

“I do…want to get to know his heart a bit more. But tonight, I just want to…”

“I know,” Claudia said. “Fuck.”

London laughed, and so did Claudia, sipping their champagne and sighing simultaneously. 

“Do you think he’ll think I’m fast?”

“That’s always a possibility. But somehow, I doubt it.”

“You’re full of yes-and-no tonight.”

They laughed again, and Claudia emptied her glass.

“Honey, I’m going to call it a night. It was fun, and we have a flight out tomorrow morning. Should I look for you to be in the limo on time?”

“No.” She said it with such conviction. 

A smile lingered around Claudia’s lips. 

“Okay. I’ll see you in a few days?”

“Yes.” They pulled one another in for a hug. “Thank you for coming all this way with me.”

“Oh, what? A short vacation across the globe, please. I’d do it if it weren’t you.”

They fell into laughter.

“I’m kidding.”

“You better be!”

They laughed.

“Do you need me to walk you to your room? It’s the least I could do, right?”

“Girl, no. Jaden has a GPS on this ass; he’ll know where I’m at, at all times.”

Laughter rocked London’s soul, and she waved at Claudia and watched her sashay away. 

Filled with amusement, London strolled to the drink table, retrieving another flute. When her eyes landed on Kyle, it was at the same moment that his gaze left his current conversation and traveled to her. 

His wink settled in her soul, and biting her lip, she turned and left the room treading back to the beach beyond the ceremony.

Warm grains of sand sank between her toes as she strolled, face to the wind that blew her straight black mane from her shoulders. Pausing, London considered the moon, bright and full behind the dark firmament.

A peaceful ambiance fell over her, and as she took it all in, eyes closed, there was nowhere else she wanted to be.

“You should try falling asleep under the sky. The calm is like no other.”

London bit down on her lip, a heat moving through her system like ignition.

“I was just wondering about that,” she said, twirling on her bare sandy feet to face him.

“And here I thought you were going to say, I know.”

Her smile deepened, but she kept her lips closed. 

“Hmmm. What makes you think I would know?”

He took a step forward, close enough that their shadows merged.

“Because you seem like the type of woman to travel the globe, experiencing everything new that is good.”

“Is that right?”

His smile energized her heart. “It is.”

“Well, you would be surprised to know that Brazil is my first overseas adventure.”

His dark gaze widened, then squinted. “What a surprise. I’ve popped your international cherry,” he teased.

Laughter sprinted from her lips, but it wasn’t just because of his joke, but more so because she was interested in him popping her official cherry. 

A flowing river of warmth sailed down Kyle’s body. He’d never kindled so much from a woman’s mere laugh, and her enjoyment lit up her face in the moonlight, turning her into a midnight goddess.

Accessing her from head to toe while she reined in her merriment, Kyle bit his bottom lip, taking careful consideration of the curves in her hips and design of her pretty crafted feet. 

Seeing the dark red polish peek from her sandy toenails filled him with hunger. He was a foot man, after all. When he realized he had this fetish, Kyle thought it was a bit unusual. Why would feet, of all things, turn him on with such magnification? But it soon became a beautiful revelation of art he considered given to him by the Creator. The delicacy, intricacy, and originality of a woman’s foot were art defined. 

He decided God was showing off by presenting to Kyle what a master Creator He was.  

Down, boy, he inwardly warned as his libido began to rise.

“That was pretty funny, Mr. Valentine.”

Kyle’s lips spread into a daring smile. “Mr. Valentine is my father.” He winked, teasing her.

“What shall I call you then, sir?”

He took in an elongated breath. “Be warned, while sir is fine with me, it may get you in trouble, borboleta.”

“I see.” London nodded. “What if I want to get in trouble?” She traced the rim of her top lip with her tongue as her eyes settled on his mouth. 

Kyle tilted his head, a smirk lifting the corner of his lip. 

“I would say you’re a very dangerous woman.”

She laughed. “Not usually, but tonight, I am feeling oddly precarious.”

Pulling her hands behind her back, London unzipped her dress and peeled the fabric over her skin, revealing bare shoulders and dark honey brown flesh. Before he could stop her, not that he rushed to try, London removed the garment, allowing it to fall to her ankles.

A strapless bikini top and thin bikini bottoms were plastered against her skin. The nude color teased Kyle’s senses, and his nostrils flared, his gaze piercingly thorough as he scanned her body.

He’d been right. She was the butterfly he’d imagined she would be once she shed from her cocoon. 

“Careful. While I commend myself for having self-restraint in most areas of my life, this, with you, is not one of them.”

His jaw locked, and London backpedaled, sultry eyes drawing his footsteps forward as she moved. 

“There’s no restraint needed tonight, sir. I think we could both stand to get a little…wet.”

A splash of water from the rushing shoreline pushed against their legs. Splitting the button-down shirt he wore with a single heavy-handed jerk, Kyle tossed the garment aside and, just as quickly, removed the pants that were now wet up to his calves.

Desire spilled from their eyes as they held on to each other’s gaze in the torch of moonlight. As another wave coasted forward, they were drenched—Kyle up to his waist, London up to her belly. 

Reaching for her, Kyle drew London into his arms, her wet body sliding up the hardness of his regime. Her arms slipped around his neck as their lips crashed together, pulses knocking along with their hearts, his dick, her plum.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned. 

Kyle had been more than a drug for London. The type of intoxication she felt under his spell was DUI-certifiable. Still, she thirsted for him to the point of not giving a damn about anything in that moment. Her hips ground, rotating against his hardness, and she shook with desire so splintering, her lungs aspirated from the deep breaths of shared oxygen she took in from his mouth.

“Sir…” she purred, eyes locked on his spearing gaze, “take me as I am.”

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And This I Swear is now available on audio!

Hey Reading Family!

The Valentines have been slowly making their way to audio and now it’s Leslie and Bridgette’s turn! Click HERE to download and listen!

ABOUT AND THIS I SWEAR:

As the matriarch in one of Chicago’s elite families, Bridgette Valentine has the weight of the world on her shoulders. Coordinating soirees for every season, along with pulling her weight as the co-owner of Valentine Media Group, Bridgette is left little time to indulge in the one person who rocks her world, Leslie Valentine. 

As a domineering force to be reckoned with and head honcho of their dynasty, Leslie is the epitome of Bridgette’s wildest dreams. He’s not clueless to the way she’s withdrawn from him, and instead of forcing her attention, Leslie sets out to eliminate anything that threatens to come between them, determined to reclaim her soul and nourish her heart once again.  

Contains mature themes.

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Books, books and more books!

Hey reading family! So, I’m back with even better news. There’s a massive paperback sale going on right now that you need to check out. 

From Falling for a Rose to Everlasting Desire, you can purchase these signed books directly from me. 

Not to mention you may find a few treats included in your package depending on how you treat yourself. 😉

It’s just a little something to say thanks!

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On The Horizon!

Hey reading family! I hope you’re having a great March so far. It’s time for a sneak peek into what I’ve been working on.

With the exception of a few short stories, the project that I’m focused on features Kyle Valentine & London Jones. Kyle is the last bachelor in the Valentine septuplets series. Yes, there are three Valentine brothers on the Uncle’s side but as for the family we’ve grown to love, their love stories will end with Kyle. 

Right now, I have no dates, plans, or thoughts on when those cousins will get a story.

I’m always up for writing holiday novellas so I have no doubt the readers will see the septuplets again, just to catch up on what they’ve been up to.

Also on my desk is Jacob Alexander Rose and Carla Jones. Jacob is the last bachelor in my Falling for a Rose series to find love. They, too, have Rose cousins by way of uncles and aunts but as with the Valentine series, I don’t have any preset dates or thoughts as to when those stories will happen if I decide to pursue them. 

A look into the latter part of the year will bring my Royals of Kéra Asnela and The Clarks of Northshire Bend series.

Readers met the Royals in the special edition novella, A Game-Changing Christmas. The Clark’s were introduced in Her Naughty Suitor

Aside from that, I’m apart of a 13 book author collaboration series, The Carnivale Chronicles. My novella is titled, Move Your Body, and as a collective, these books are set to release in late March. 

More about that series within the next week! ✨

Buckle up and get ready for this ride because these stories are coming in hot!

And This I Swear is available now!

As the matriarch in one of Chicago’s elite families, Bridgette Valentine has the weight of the world on her shoulders. Coordinating soiree’s for every season, along with pulling her weight as the co-owner of Valentine Media Group, Bridgette is left little time to indulge in the one person who rocks her world, Leslie Valentine. As a domineering force to be reckoned with, and head honcho of their dynasty, Leslie is the epitome of Bridgette’s wildest dreams. He’s not clueless to the way she’s withdrawn from him, and instead of forcing her attention, Leslie sets out to eliminate anything that threatens to come between them, determined to reclaim her soul and nourish her heart once again.

*This novella follows the mother and father of the Valentine men. This is not Kyle’s story which comes next.

Click HERE to download a copy of And This I Swear now, and be sure to leave a review!

Sunday Sample – And This I Swear

Hey reading family! I’m back today with a snippet of my upcoming novella. And This I Swear, which features the matriarch and patriarch of the beloved Valentine family; Bridgette and Leslie.

Good news! This will be hitting your eReaders THIS Wednesday, 2/12!

Keep reading for a sneak peek and the pre-order link.

A new day

When Bridgette awoke the next day, she found herself surrounded in a potent fragrance that made her sit straight up in bed.

“Oh, my God.” 

Her hands covered her mouth as her eyes roamed from one bouquet of cherry-red roses to the next, covering her floor, the end tables, the furniture, while rose petals trailed up her sheets to her knees. 

Bridgette’s heart swelled. She knew Leslie was gone, already getting a start on his day like most mornings. However, this display of love had utterly taken her breath away, and that made her hands drop to her chest, where she covered her heart. 

She vowed, right then, to always do right by him, to never push him away again. Besides, if the morning went well, she wouldn’t have to. 

Glancing at the clock on the nightstand put Bridgette’s thoughts into motion. It was a good thing she bathed last night, or she would be running late. 

She retrieved her cell phone, dialed a number, then put the receiver to her ear as she slipped out of bed. 

While she listened to the phone ring, her eyes glanced down at her feet, where she had landed on cool petals that were light and fluffy against her toes.

A smile encouraged the rise of her eyes, and then she heard her husband answer the phone.

“Good morning, milady,” Leslie’s thick voice grooved before she had a chance to greet him.

“A very good morning indeed, handsome.”

“Ooh, I think I like that,” his dark voice murmured jokingly. 

“I hope so, and I’m sorry I haven’t said it more often.”

“No need to be. I hope your day is beginning well.”

“It is. Thank you for the lovely flowers. They absolutely take my breath away.”

She could feel the smile in the way of his response. “Success,” he teased, making Bridgette giggle like a young woman.

“I only wish you were here to send me off with a kiss. That would be the icing on the cake.”

“If I were there, I’d send you off with more than a kiss.”

She squirmed on her feet. “I love you.”

“I love you more, sweetheart.”

“Is such a thing even possible?” she asked.

“Absolutely.”

“You’re so convinced.”

“You know what they say about when you know…”

“You know…” she finished biting down on one lip. “I won’t hold you much longer.”

“One could only wish,” he responded.

She was hot for him. Always had been, but within the last twelve hours, Bridgette found herself swelling almost painfully for her husband.

“I left a trail for you to get out of the room. Juan will clean up the roses, so don’t worry about them.”

Juan was their housekeeper and a long-time friend of the family. It had been a running joke among Leslie’s friends that he must trust Bridgette wholeheartedly with a sexy Latino like Juan as a maid. They’d boasted that they would never leave their wives with a man that had the looks to steal their woman away. But Leslie paid them no mind. 

“I’ll make sure to leave a note for Juan not to throw them away but to distribute them throughout the house. I want to see them in every room I enter.”

“That is very sweet of you.”

“No, I’m going to show you what’s sweet…or more like, nasty.” Her mouth spread wide in a smile. 

“Oh, is that a fact?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Now, it’s on.”

Bridgette laughed naughtily. “Later, my love.”

She disconnected the call and all but skipped through the makeshift garden of roses to enter her closet. 

Humming a tune, she twirled and dressed, then headed to the kitchen where she grabbed a bottle of water and sailed to the front door.

The bell rang out just as her hand grabbed the knob, then with surprise in her gaze, she opened it, taken back by the visitor.

“Good morning,” the woman said.

Bridgette swept an eye over the younger woman. It was the same woman she’d spotted having dinner with Leslie the night before.

Narrowing her eyes, Bridgette held on to the smart retort that lay on her tongue. Seeing the woman face-to-face didn’t help the air of insecurity she’d felt seeing her dine with Leslie at the restaurant. 

Smooth, tight chocolate skin, vibrant light-brown eyes with lashes that fluttered ever so softly—the woman was divine. 

Bridgette’s gut tightened, right along with her throat, and no response came from her as the woman’s smile decreased by just an inch. 

The woman cleared her throat. “You are Mrs. Valentine, right?”

“What do you want?” Bridgette snapped. 

“I…” The woman’s mouth hung in surprise at Bridgette’s feistiness. 

“If you’re coming to tell me that my husband’s been cheating with you so you can drive a wedge between us and slip your homewrecking claws into him in peace, then you can forget about it, bitch.”

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