Hello you beautiful people you. How goes it?

Imagine a dramatic 'ugh' GIF in here to reflect how I'm doing. I'd say wake me up when October ends but the end of October brings November and I'm not ready to face November just yet.

Things here are busy, busy, busy - I'm putting the finishing touches on Russell and Sabrina's story ahead of next month's release and I'm really loving where their book ended up. Their story gives me warm fuzzies. We're 6 weeks out, and if you haven't yet bagged yourself a pre-order, you might wanna go do that right here, Two for Holding. It comes out November 18th and I'm SO excited for you to read the second book in my series. If you haven't reviewed Two for Interference yet, this is my plea to do so. Reviews are so important to little fish like me!

While TfH has been with the editors, I've been scrambling to get caught up [ahead] in my post apoc charity group project. I won't lie, it's a slog. And every minute spent away from my beloved Snow Pirates hurts my soul - they're a loud bunch who all want their stories told. It's really quite chatty in my brain these days.

For those of you new to me and my newsletter, welcome. Many of you won't have read me before, and if you have, it'll likely be Two for Interference, my recent release.

My early series, however, are also hockey romance and one of my characters - the lovely Lisa, wanted to share a diary entry she's written. I haven't kept a diary since I was in college, but some days I wonder if I should get back to it. Lisa doesn't write daily, but when she does it starts with 'My dearest Matthew.' IYKYK (if you know, you know), and if you don't, you might want to start AJ and Lisa's series and see what's what (links below).

I plan to return to the world of the Mustangs some day (yup, team name change!) I haven't left y'all out in the cold. I'm still going to work on Ana's story at some point and bring you back to where it all began for me. Just not yet.

We're in the last quarter of the year, and while we all want 2022 to wipe the slate clean on behalf of 2020 and 2021, I know we're all feeling burned out and cautious. Not even cautiously optimistic, just cautious.

Fall brings with it my favorite season: Hockey. And while I haven't taken in a home game yet, I think I'm getting braver and closer. I miss the smell of the ice and the ability to yell profanities at strangers who piss me off. I asked Col to grab us tickets. We'll see how it goes.

Anyways, I hope you're all well and I'm going back into the author cave to finish this post apoc stuff so I can work on Finn and Molly. I am STOKED for book 3!!!

Until next time...

My dearest Matthew,

It's been a while. I miss you. I always have this pang in my chest when I come up to your birthday, or when the holidays are looming. Everything hurts, bone-deep. I feel guilty talking to AJ about it because... well, y'know. It reminds him of a time when he and I weren't together, and when you and I were. I know it drives him insane sometimes. The wondering, whether or not we'd have gotten back together if you were still alive. I don't think he worries about whether Livvy is yours or not anymore, though, she looks so like him... it's hard to deny. I can't ever admit this to him of course, but a tiny part of me wishes she was yours, so I'd still have a piece of you... something tangible other than a few shirts that don't smell like you any more and a vile of dirt from your grave.

I'm doing good, Matthew. At least, I'm trying. Olivia and baby Andrew are thriving, my marriage is strong, and I'm happy. I'm working on blogging and, not that I've told anyone yet but I'm working on my first ever... eh... manuscript I guess. I'm writing a book. Can you believe it? I mean, it's hard to cram words in around a nursing infant and a toddler who wants to play princess tea parties all the time, but it's trudging forward. Maybe some day I'll even finish it.

Shit. Andrew just woke up, so much for nap time. I'll try not to leave it as long between diary entries next time.

I miss you,

Lisa x

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Intimate Strangers

Is there such a thing as too perfect?

Lisa Millar wasn’t supposed to fall in love with a guy on the Internet. But she did. Other than living over five thousand miles away in America, AJ Williams is seemingly her perfect match. Strikingly handsome, musically talented, plays hockey and has a typical college-guy life. In a moment of carpe diem, Lisa flies from Ireland to Alabama to surprise her internet-beau and finds herself face to face with an inconceivable reality that she couldn’t possibly have prepared for. How well can you truly know someone you meet online?

Will true love win out, or will AJ’s secret life be too much for Lisa to bear?

Game Changer

AJ Williams wasn’t supposed to fall in love with a girl on the internet. But he did.

Other than living over five thousand miles away in Northern Ireland, Lisa Millar is seemingly his perfect match. AJ can’t quite believe his luck, not only is she beautiful, but she has an appreciation for both music and hockey - two of his favorite things.

Surprised by Lisa turning up unannounced in Alabama, AJ is under pressure to deal with the issue at hand.

Should he risk losing her, come clean and tell her the truth?

Or should he try to keep his secret under wraps?

Will true love win out? Or will AJ’s secret be too much for Lisa to bear?

Four Letter Feelings

Jeremy Lewis has just returned from a year in Europe, ready to start college in Alabama and pursue his dream career in the National Hockey League. Other than boring school work, he’s eager to play hockey, hang out with his new teammates and maybe even rekindle an old flame when Chelsea Davis unexpectedly reappears in his life.

Life is looking pretty darn peachy.

But when his world is turned upside down by a tragic loss, merely surviving each day feels like an achievement. How can he get through college and keep his budding career on track when all he wants to do is drink and squander his parent’s fortune? Can he convince Chelsea he’s a changed man when he seems so intent on his own destruction?