Books
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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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I Need Your Help!
I’m almost ready to publish the next book in the SweetHart’s Cafe series, but I need a title. Must have the word “Unexpected” or some form of the word “Expect” While there is a hint at a mystery, I don’t want that to be the focus. I want the romance between Paige and Josh to be the focus. Here’s chapter one. Hopefully it will spark an idea for you. Here’s what it’s about: Paige Rodrigez, a widow with a young daughter, moves back to Miracle, Texas. The only thing she’s grieving is she hadn’t served him the divorce papers before he was killed. She’s not ready to trust again. Joshua…
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2 Not so new books published
From This: To This: Joie got a facelift! Not that she’s old or anything. I’m updating covers and republishing a couple of my books. I love the way the new cover turned out! I know it’s not Christmas yet, but who can resist a clean/sweet romance any time of the year! What’s this book about you ask? Let me tell you: Joie an over-confident, rookie elf is on her first assignment. She has one week before Christmas to find a mother for eight-year-old Emily. Not an easy task, since Emily’s grieving father, Matt, is not ready for marriage. He’s still bitter about the accident that killed his wife…
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What? April is almost half over!
This is the couple I’m using on the book cover for book 2 of my SweetHart’s Cafe series. I can hardly wait to share with you the cover of my next book. But just for fun, here’s the first chapter of An Unexpected Miracle. Chapter 1 Olivia woke to the sound of a crash and breaking glass. She gripped the bed and held on for dear life. An earthquake? An incoming tornado? As she listened, her heart pounded wildly in her chest. Patting the bed beside her, she felt for Daisy, her Savannah cat, who usually nestled beside her. She had left the bed and cried from somewhere nearby. In…
