I promised last week that I would tell you about my new series, and the first book. I’m really excited about this because it’s different from everything I’ve done in the past. All my books have been contemporary romance, small town contemporary with very little variation on a great, steamy read.
But it was time to do something a little different.
My first romantic suspense series will debut in May! I’m really excited about the series as a whole. The first book is Freedom. I’m shooting to have it out May 1, but I haven’t put out a preorder yet because I don’t want to end up having to push it off. I’ll keep you posted!
The series will have all the things you love about my other books (like curvy women, sexy men, and small town charm that draws you in), but with a few bad guys for good measure. Throw in some hot, ex-SEALs with bad tempers and dominating personalities, and it’s definitely going to be something you won’t want to miss.
When everything goes wrong, sometimes you need to drop an F-Bomb.
Freedom is Archer’s story. When his brother is kidnapped, Archer gets a phone call from his brother’s best friend. When he meets Lily, Archer knows she’s hands-off, but his hands have different ideas. As they work together to search for Jaymes, Archer does everything in his power to resist the curvy beauty who’s taken up residence in more places than just his bed.
Excerpt from Freedom
Her hands shook uncontrollably. She couldn’t get them to stop no matter what she did. It was stupid, but fear rolled through her, settling at the base of her spine and running up and down until she was practically choking on it.
Seconds passed like hours until she heard footsteps. Two knocks on the door.
Tentatively, Lily flipped the lock. Before she could open the door, someone on the outside pushed it in. The darkness masked his face, but she knew his body, his solidness.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his large hands cupping her cheeks.
She couldn’t see him, but when she shook her head, she knew his lips tugged down on the edges. He pulled her into his arms and kissed the top of her head.
“I’m sorry, honey. I so fucking sorry.”
She clutched him, silently begging him never to leave her again. It hadn’t been nearly long enough to fall in love with him, but the thought of losing him gutted her. She knew that meant she was in the danger zone.
And not just because there were people who wanted them both dead. Oh, no. Those guys were nothing compared to falling in love with a man who insisted he was unlovable, and incapable of loving someone else.
The bad guys could take her body, but Archer would destroy her.