Free Books?

Oops, I forgot to put this out there earlier so that you could be prepared. For today and Saturday only, The Scorpion’s Mate and Into the Dead Fall two book set is available absolutely free! If you’ve been wanting to check it out, now your best chance to get it for free to add to your library!

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It’s Alive!!!

Okay, that might have been a bit overdramatic ;), but my tenth published book, Key to the Dead Fall, is now available on Amazon!

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Yes, that’s a gray alien, and yes, he is in a romance novel as one of the heroes and not just a creepy facilitator of other people’s romances. I know, it’s risky right? I think by now, it’s fair to say that I don’t shy away from doing something different with my alien heroes ;). In this case, it came about because I see the grays appear occasionally in romance as abductors or helpers or serving in some other capacity and I couldn’t help asking myself why they’re never the ones involved in the romance.

I have some theories on that, given that they are focused entirely on cerebral pursuits to the extent that their bodies are designed to ignore physical considerations altogether. And that’s pretty much where Gray was at when we met him in Into the Dead Fall as the Looge. But then he meets Evie, and I’ll let you discover what happens next.

Now, Evie has a fated mate, and Gray knows this better than anyone. In fact, he’s the one determined to facilitate their meeting (serving the usual role of the grays, amirite? 😉 ), but things don’t always go as expected, and Doshakeren–Evie’s destined mate–has his own ideas on the relationship.

And that’s all I’m going to say right now, other than to add the blurb from Amazon here:

The sequel to Into the Dead Fall which was part of a two book set with The Scorpion’s Mate

A fated mate she doesn’t want.

An enigmatic alien she shouldn’t want.

Finding your way in the Dead Fall isn’t easy, but it’s nothing compared to figuring out what your heart truly desires.

Evie manages to survive for months in the strange parallel dimension where she’s dropped after accidentally activating a portal in her father’s shed. The Dead Fall doesn’t treat survivors kindly, as Evie discovers when she’s captured by alien creatures and taken to the settlement of Omni to be put on display in a bar.

When a gray alien appears in the bar to rescue her, she wonders at first if she hasn’t gone straight from the frying pan into the fire. Yet, the alien she nicknames Gray proves to be friendly, if a bit too determined to see her meet some destined mate she’s not interested in finding.

Gray tells her she must seek her own destiny, but she can’t help thinking she’s already found it, despite what he says. After all, her knight in shining armor has come to rescue her, and if he just so happens to have a flying saucer instead of a white horse, that’s okay with her.

Doshakeren is a hero. A legend. They sing epic songs about the warrior among his kin. When his most trusted advisor betrays him and locks him away with a strange artifact that casts him into another realm, he faces challenges beyond anything he’d ever faced before—the biggest being his fascination with the human female who makes him have forbidden thoughts that would see him outcast from his nest.

Evie must choose her own destiny, but nothing will be easy for her, least of all the Dead Fall itself, because the Nexus is watching. And waiting.

Author’s Note: 18+ Violence and explicit sex scenes. This is a MFM romance with ménage. These alien heroes are very alien and have mating habits that might not be for everyone.

I know that was all I was going to say, but I had to mention the Author’s Note and the warnings. 😀 I usually put these in because I don’t want to shock anyone. I want readers to know what they’re getting into when they read my books. It’s not like this is all the books are about, but the scenes are in there, so I like to let people know.

I hope you’ll check out Key to the Dead Fall. It’s available as an Amazon ebook for only $2.99 as well as available to read for free if you have KU.

Update on Key to the Dead Fall


One of these days, I’m going to get back to blogging, but lately, I’ve been so caught up with working on my WIPs that I just don’t have the time to write a long post, so must confine myself to quick updates to let you all know that I’m still here.

Hi! *waves* I’m still here. 😀

So, I’ve been busy, busy, busy on the second revision of Key to the Dead Fall. This story is crazy complex! The world of the Dead Fall is an inter-dimensional junkyard of sorts where items and oftentimes people fall into the Dead Fall from a trans-dimensional portal above it called the Nexus.

This world leaves me with infinite possibilities when it comes to setting and characters and I can really let my imagination run wild, which has allowed me to create some characters I cannot wait to share. There is an almost surreal quality to this post-apocalyptic environment because there are so many possibilities and variations due to the multi-dimensional nature of the Dead Fall. Still, the characters are very down to Earth in some ways, and bring life (and love!) to this bleak landscape.

At 114,000 words, the manuscript is longer than my usual romances, although this early in the editing process, that could change. I’ve already cut about 30,000 words during revision.

I won’t be sharing excerpts until the story is further along in development because things can change, and for the same reason, I won’t share a more detailed description or blurb yet, but believe me, I want to! I’m so excited and eager to share this story!

It’s different from what I’ve read in my genre (and I read a lot of alien romance!) so I hope that in this case, different is good. It’s always a balancing act to bring something new to the genre without going too far in the “weird” direction that you drive readers away. I think I’ve managed that balance with this one, but we’ll see after I get some different eyes on it, and get the editing done.

Now, it’s time for me to take a little vacation from writing to rest my weary brain-box, but as soon as I feel refreshed, I will be back at the keyboard again, eagerly working on my next WIP. Oh, yeah, I know I’ve mentioned that I would be working on Uriale’s Redemption next, and for anyone who is waiting on that, I have to give you an apology. Right now, The Serpent’s Mate is calling my name the loudest, demanding to be the next one up in my queue. After The Kraken’s Mate left me incredibly inspired, I had a ton of notes and a full outline for The Serpent’s Mate, and I really need to work on it while it is fresh in my mind. Sometimes, this happens where I have plans, but they get derailed by inspiration taking me in a different direction.

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I know it can get frustrating for readers when an author jumps from one series to another, and I apologize for that, but I want to bring you the best stories I can, and I feel like in order to do that, I must follow that inspiration bunny down the rabbit hole it chooses. Thank you all for your support, feedback, and patience. I will continue to keep everyone updated as things change, and Key to the Dead Fall gets closer to release.

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In the meantime, if you haven’t checked out the first book, Into the Dead Fall, it’s available for $0.99 on Amazon, or read for free with KU. It’s part of the two book set, which also contains The Scorpion’s Mate. Though the two books may not seem connected, you will see in Key to the Dead Fall that they are, though only tangentially.


Scorpion’s Mate Gets 100 Reviews!

So, I’ve been sick as a dog the past few days, but not so sick that I didn’t notice that The Scorpion’s Mate hit the 100 review mark on Amazon. I am so thrilled to hit this milestone with one of my books, and I want to thank everyone who took the time to leave a review. You guys have made my week!

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The Kraken’s Mate is Live!

I have released the kraken, folks! (C’mon, you knew that was going to be in there somewhere 😉 )

So, my book cover designer came through in a big way, and I love the cover design!

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The Kraken’s Mate is now live on Amazon, and I am so excited (and exhausted!). I hope you guys check it out, and that you love it as much as I loved writing it.

I played with a bunch of different versions of the blurb, including a truly awesome one that fellow author Tamsin Ley whipped up for me like magic, and I will probably share them in the next week or so, but this is the one I decided to go with for the Amazon description for the moment, as I wanted to keep it simple:

The sequel to The Scorpion’s Mate

A desperate escape from a prison cell inside an alien research facility leaves Joanie in the clutches of an alien with a handsome face, a great body, and tentacles that could have come out of a horror movie. Her life back on Earth is a mess, but nowhere near as complicated as her new situation becomes when the alien test subject named Nemon decides that she’s his mate.

Nemon knows that Joanie is the mate he’s hoping for as soon as Thrax hands her to him, but he can also see that she’s frightened and traumatized. He must win a battle against his own body—which has a mind of its own—to maintain control so he can win her trust and avoid frightening her further. His newfound friends warn him that Joanie will need time to accept him, and Nemon is willing to wait, but they all may have underestimated Joanie.

They have escaped their fate as Iriduan test subjects, but Nemon and Joanie can’t escape the legacy left behind by their captors. A legacy that brings them together—a legacy that also threatens to tear them apart.

Author’s Note: 18+ This book contains explicit scenes unsuitable for younger readers.

Quick Update


Since it has been over a week since my last post, I wanted to add an update. I still don’t have a firm date for The Kraken’s Mate release, but all the edits are complete! Yay! Now, I’m waiting for the designer to finish my cover, and finalizing the blurbs, etc. for launch. Once I have an idea on the completion date of the cover, I can give a hard date for release. Plus, sneak peeks of the cover maybe. 😉

I will be taking a short break after releasing The Kraken’s Mate before jumping back into working on The Key to the Dead Fall (that cover is already done, guys, and I LOVE it so much that it’s killing me not to share it yet. :D) But I have to focus!

After I finish the first revision rounds on that manuscript, I think I will begin on The Serpent’s Mate. I know, I know, I promised Uriale’s Redemption next, but after finishing The Kraken’s Mate, I just want to stay in that universe for one more book this year, and this one is going to be a doozy! I’ve already outlined Nahash’s story, and I think it will surprise readers. I’m not going to make too many promises yet, as the story could always change while I’m writing it, but I’m hoping to show another side to the Iriduans, as well as add further details about some of the other species that make up the Cosmic Syndicate.

Thank you all for your support and encouragement! This series never would have gotten this far if it hadn’t been for all the wonderful feedback I’ve been given. I’m having so much fun with this universe that I can see many more stories coming out of it.

Nemon’s Point of View

Once again, I feel short on time, so I won’t spend a lot of it on this blog, as I’m working on the final edits for The Kraken’s Mate. Therefore, instead of writing a post, I’ll share one more excerpt from the book, which is the first encounter with Joanie from Nemon’s point of view.

This is just a little side note, but I did want to add that I know that octopuses don’t have tentacles, they have “arms.” I use the word tentacle because it is widely understood and arms would get too confusing given that Nemon also has humanoid arms on his upper body. Of course, Nemon is not actually an octopus. ;P He’s an alien version of the legendary kraken. 😀



I didn’t think I could trust Thrax. I was almost certain he planned to betray me, or at least go back on his word to find me a mate, so it was with some surprise that I accepted his gift when he came running into the middle of battle carrying her. He’d actually brought me a mate and handed her right to me, thrusting her into my tentacles as if he couldn’t wait to be rid of the burden.

Looking at her, I couldn’t understand why he would ever give her away. She was fascinating. Her hair curled like the waves just before they crashed upon the beach, her skin was as pale as the moonlight, her body as soft as a breeze and as fragile as the coral reefs where I’d once made my home. A home I barely remembered.

But she appeared to be broken, and this time, it was not my fault.

It was too easy to kill the fragile ones—by accident, mostly. Mostly. My father had told me to be more careful, but they’d changed me so much that my form felt unwieldy, awkward, wrong. When I clutched something in my tentacles, I clutched too hard, feeling disconnected from them. It had taken time to fix that—to grow accustomed to the way this new body responded, and regain full, fine control over my tentacle arms. Time to grow accustomed to living as easily outside the water as beneath it—to breathing air and traveling on land.

Suddenly, my new mate moved, and to my joy, I realized that she wasn’t actually broken. At least, not completely. Her eyes fluttered open. Stared at me. I felt her soft body tense in my grip, and willed my tentacles to relax when they wanted to do the exact opposite. They wanted to squeeze—to keep her in my grasp so that they could continue to enjoy the taste and smell of her. I was determined to never harm her. I had more control of this body now.

Her beautiful eyes studied me, though her gaze slid away from my lower body. I lifted her above my tentacles, towards the part of me that didn’t seem to disturb her as much. She was so small that I had no idea how our bodies would fit together, but she was my mate, so it had to work somehow. I was certain Thrax had found a way to make things work with his mate.

I have vague memories of mating before I was captured and changed, but they’d altered me so much that I wasn’t sure how it would work now. My genital tentacle had not regrown after they’d cut it off. My father had reassured me that it would return when I needed it, but I wondered if he’d lied. He’d been the only one I’d trusted when I’d awoken—frightened and in pain—inside a tank after they’d captured me from my homeworld. He’d been kind, concerned, checking over me with a deep frown when he noticed how much I’d suffered.

But Thrax had said Father had lied to me about being free and being trapped in the warrens alone with nothing but the eels to keep me company had not felt like freedom. When I was down there, my first attempt to find others like Father to keep me company had ended disastrously. I’d lost many arms that day, and I’d crushed a couple of Father’s people. The rest had run, abandoning the place to the rust and ruin that claimed it. And then Thrax and his mate had come along.

Now I had a mate of my own, and she was looking at me as if she expected me to crush her too. Like the people I’d found in the warrens, she feared me, and didn’t want to be my companion. If I released her, she would try to run. Like they had.

My attention was focused on my mate, and on pondering how I could ease her fear, but I remained peripherally aware of everything happening in the room.  I could sense any movement for as far as my tentacles could reach. I could taste anything that came into contact with them, including the air itself. For the most part, they moved on their own, independent of my conscious thought, snatching up and crushing any threat before I even had a chance to give them the command. In this most recent battle, that had been useful.

Some were singed, cut, bleeding, but this time, I hadn’t lost any of my tentacles. The fact that they’d taken my mate so gently from Thrax also told me that they were getting better at determining the difference between a threat, and a friend. This was a relief. Father had been very disappointed in me whenever I’d killed someone he didn’t want me to kill.

My mate wasn’t screaming, but she was still afraid of me. I wanted to ask Thrax if he’d had the same problem with his mate, but he was occupied with trying to find us a way out. I trusted him to be successful in that, because he had incentive.

He did find a way to open the big door, after negotiating with one of the Iriduan scientists named Ilyan. I could only assume the negotiation didn’t go well for the Iriduan scientist, since he didn’t leave his security room.  Given how angry Thrax was, I suspected that was for the best. Though I was curious about all of this, I remained too focused on my mate and the feel of her in my tentacles to pay close attention to them.

When the door opened, there were enemies behind it, and all of them had the painful kind of weapons that even my tentacles shied away from. I still would have killed them to help our escape, but a quick assessment of the situation told me that my mate would be caught in their fire if I attacked, so instead, I hid her beneath my webbing, tucking my tentacles underneath me to surround her in a wall of my flesh. My body would slow down the stinging missiles from their weapons enough to protect her.

As for me, I wasn’t easy to kill. Father had told me that. He’d said I had three hearts that beat inside me, and a distributed nervous system that allowed me to regenerate with full consciousness if only one of my hearts kept beating. My enemies had, at best, only been able to inconvenience me.

I stood ready to fight, even with my tentacles cradling my mate beneath me. Fortunately, it didn’t come to that, because Thrax had a gift for persuasion. He handed the aliens something he’d taken from his lair back in the warrens, and it seemed to pacify them.

I couldn’t understand their words, which made me uneasy, since it meant I had to trust Thrax. I wanted to trust him, since I had no one else, but he was dangerous. The kind of dangerous that made me want to shift my skin to hide in the background. I didn’t think he killed by accident.

The newcomers waved for us to follow them, their covered heads tilting to stare up at me. With my tentacles beneath me, I was much taller than any of them. Taller than anyone.

They seemed nervous about me, their weapons held in tense hands, but their leader had included me in their invitation to follow them. Thrax passed me, carrying his mate in his arms, trailing two more females who crept past me on the far side of the door, as distant from me as they could get and still be able to leave the building.

I curled my tentacles around my mate until she only had enough of a gap to breathe before I brought her out from under my webbing. It wouldn’t be as effective a shield for their weapons as my wall of tentacles and webbing, but in order to move forward, I had to take the chance of exposing her to that threat.

I felt her panic, and heard her muffled screams when I wrapped her up, but I couldn’t take the time to reassure her that I meant to keep her safe. Not while the newcomers stood waiting, watching me expose my treasure. Later, I would tell her what I’d meant by this behavior. Assuming she could understand me. Thrax’s mate understood him, and he and I could speak, so I reasoned that she should know what I was saying.

I’d never been outside this building before, though Father had tried to explain it to me: what they did, why they did it. He’d called it a research facility. He was ashamed at the end, though he’d been so proud of their work in the beginning. He’d told me his shame came from seeing what I suffered, and from realizing that I was not the monster they’d taken me for.

I’d never heard of a monster until I found out that I was supposed to be one. At least, I couldn’t remember hearing about it. The memories from before they changed me were vague and fuzzy, and many of them might’ve just been what I’d imagined, based on Father’s tales of where they found me and how they’d captured me.

I do remember the ocean. The feel of it. The taste of it. Living in freedom, but also in fear of creatures larger than I. There was also the hunger for anything I could capture. A hunger that had led to me attacking boats from an Iriduan colony. That was why Father said they thought I was a monster. To them, I had been.

These newcomers shied away from me as if they also feared I was a monster, but their leader had more courage. He spoke to me as I followed in Thrax’s wake, giving the other two females space so they would stop casting fearful glances at me and whimpering. I had no interest in them. Thrax had already given me a mate, and she was perfect.

She was also frantic. I felt her soft, useless claws scraping at my protective shield of tentacles. She was still fighting to get free, and I couldn’t help but admire her for it, even though I worried over how upset she was.

Soon, mate. I will free you as soon as the newcomers stop carrying their weapons so tightly.