New Series

  • Mischief and Masquerade

    Chapter 2 Kate dragged her bag along with Emily’s across the threshold and headed into the lobby. Both of their suitcases were heavy, and with no bellhop to take them from her, she struggled to get them inside while Emily stood and watched. If she wasn’t careful, her best friend would let being the wealthy socialite go to her head. With all the confidence Kate would have used, Emily approached the desk clerk. “We’re here to check in.” “Name?” the woman in her mid-twenties asked. “Katherine Wellington. My traveling companion, Emily Hayes, and I have reservations.” “Oh, welcome Miss Wellington.” The clerk smiled at her. “I’m Lacy Cooper, the owner…

  • Matched in Miracle-Book 6

    Mischief and Masquerade Katherine Eleanor Wellington jammed her finger on the end call button and threw it onto the bed. “Wow. Harsh.” Emily Hayes, her best friend, sat on the floor with her leg drawn up to her chest, painting her toenails chartreuse green. Kate slumped into the chair at her desk. “You’ll never guess who they suggested this time.” Emily chuckled and wiped a bit of the polish from the edge of her big toe. “Sir Edmund Lancelot of Avalon?” “Just as well be.” This was the third loser her parents had tried to hook her up with. Good grief! Why couldn’t they let her find a guy on…

  • Beaches and Buckskin-Book 3

    Chapter 1 Lacy Meanwhile, back at the hotel… Lacy stood under the finished portico and waved a final goodbye to Hannah as she continued her journey across the United States. Tanner put his arm around her waist and pulled her close. She didn’t know why her very first guest leaving filled her eyes with tears, and a pang of longing in her chest. She remembered a teacher confiding in her on the last day of Lacy’s senior year of high school. “You know the worst part of teaching? It’s saying goodbye to the students who have been a part of your life and wondering if you’ll ever see them again.”…

  • Handlebars and Heartstrings-Episode 2

    To be continued… Hannah pedaled her bike up the small hill, her breathing hard and her legs aching. “You can do this Nahnah.” Her father’s words rang through her mind. Five more miles to her destination, and she could call this leg of her journey the halfway mark.  Her aunt’s voice also echoed through her mind. “You crazy, girl? Why would you give up everything?” Dad’s sister’s house was her final destination. Hannah could have easily gotten on a plane and been in Jacksonville in a matter of hours. Torn between the need to be in Aunt Belinda’s embrace again and fulfilling Dad’s life-long wish, she opted to ride. It…