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I GOT A COVER!
I don’t know what it is about getting a first peek at my new cover that just sends me into squeals of excitement! Here she is! Josh is definitely tempting. He stirs feelings inside Paige she thought were long dead. But the idea of trusting another man scares her to death. He claims he wants to take care of her. Could it be true? The last time she fell for someone who promised to love her, he turned into an abusive husband. She’ll never make that mistake again, especially since she has a daughter to safeguard. Josh has never stopped thinking about his secret, high school crush, the girl who…
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Falling for a Fraud
She didn’t care that he loomed over her, or that he smelled lightly of that heavenly fragrance, Pasha Vanille. She would ignore the fact that his good looks probably made other women’s hearts melt. Granddah had warned her about men with pretty faces and hearts as shallow as diamond dust on Kalpathia.
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Love, Unexpected-A SweetHart’s Romance Series, book 2
Don’t we all love a fun and loveable character? Meet Joshua Brown. 2 Joshua Joshua twisted the key to the jail cell, sending a soft click of the lock. Simon grumbled from the other side of bars. “Just wait till my wife hears about this.” “Perhaps I should call her so she won’t worry about you.” Joshua picked up the receiver perched on the desk. “You ain’t gonna call her right now, are ya?” “And let her worry about you sleeping in the alley behind the Stop and Shop?” Josh turned his back on Simon, ignoring the drunk as he dialed Anna’s phone number. “Hi, it’s me, Joshua Brown… again.”…
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The Miracle of Wink
Enjoy the first 2 chapter! Chapter One Laila Claus sat at her desk studying the latest letter addressed to herself and not to Santa Claus. Every once in a while, one arrived specifically for Mrs. Claus. What surprised her the most was that it came from the same town of Miracle Texas. Even more miraculous was the nineteen-year-old making her request. Somewhere around eight or nine, children stopped believing in Santa Clause. It must be a mistake. Dear Mrs. Claus I’m writing to you instead of Santa Claus, because honestly, I stopped believing in that big fat dude who supposedly answers Christmas wishes a long time ago. Not that I…
