Saint Lakes gets Recovered
In the spirit of focusing on Saint Lakes this year, the covers are getting redesigned. Each story is still the same. You'll be able to get new releases in paperback in the old version for a limited time after each book is released, but books 1-9 will be changed over the course of the year.
I wish I could afford to do the entire series at once, but I'll have to re-cover each book when the funds are available.
Here's the new Leave it All
Here's the New Running Out of Moonlight
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What do you do when your life changes in the blink of an eye?
Keaton finally has a family. Nothing good has happened in his life until he’s able to call Saint Lakes home. Meeting his fated mate should be good as well, but the shadows of his past come back to haunt him in the form a senator’s henchman.
Tim Pyke has turned over a new leaf. Since his son mated with a Somerset, it’s not like he has much of a choice. He’s part of the family after all. He still doesn’t intend to mate with anyone who isn’t a cougar shifter like himself. When he meets the prettiest vampire he’s ever seen, his instincts toward his fated mate are too strong to resist.
Keaton is the only one who can save the clan, but he must get past his fated mate to do it.
A Sneaky Peek at Bad Mate (Saint Lakes 10)
It was a pleasant day. Not mild enough to have his window down as he drove, but it was on the verge. The trees had buds on them, so new life was getting ready. The ground thawed and dried enough that Tim thought about all the steps he needed to take to get the fields ready for planting.
He wasn’t paying attention and rolled up on the vehicle in front of him faster than he should have. He let off the gas and pressed the brakes hard so he wouldn’t ram the guy from behind.
When the car slowed more, he honked. “Get a move on already.”
The road wasn’t marked so the speed limit depended on the conditions and drivability, but it was capped at fifty-five miles per hour regardless. There were a few curves but it was well-maintained so forty-five worked best. Tim’s truck read thirty. Way slower than was warranted.
It looked like Vaughan’s car, which confused him because Vaughan drove like he was running from the law. Tim might have bitched about speeding if Vaughan didn’t drive so well.
Someone stuck their arm out the passenger side window and waved him around. Tim rolled his eyes and looked to see if it was clear.
No other cars were in sight, so Tim put his blinker on and started to make his way around the slow poke.
The person driving braked for reasons Tim couldn’t figure out. He thanked the gods he saw the rear lights come on, or he would have clipped the back corner. It wouldn’t have been more than a fender bender, but Tim didn’t want the hassle of reporting it. And he would have reported it because whoever was driving deserved to get a ticket and a higher insurance payment.
Idiot.
Tim pressed the button to roll down the window and slowed to a crawl as he came alongside the car. “What are you doing?”
It definitely wasn’t Vaughan driving, but someone Tim hadn’t ever seen before. He looked more like a boy than a man, but looks could deceive in a paranormal town. Age was difficult to discern for paranormals. The guy’s eyes glowed red, and he flashed his fangs.
Vampire. And a pretty one at that.
Tim’s fangs dropped and his eyes shifted to that of his cat. He sucked in a breath and caught the faintest hint of the guy’s scent. Lavender. Just enough of the smell to turn Tim’s world upside down.
His heart beat a wild rhythm. It wanted to leave his chest and go to the pretty vampire.
“Fuck you,” the guy yelled. The only thing he did right was not take his eyes off the road, even when he stuck his middle finger up at Tim. If he had, he might have had a different response. Maybe a similar one to Tim.
If Tim could turn the boy onto his lap and spank him, he would have. It would have been a fitting punishment for his foul language.
“By the gods,” Tim whispered and sped up, passing the car.
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A Life Update
You might already know but I lost my mom about a month and a half ago. It's been a struggle since and probably will be for a while. I'm trying to give myself permission to take mental health breaks, even from writing, but honestly, writing and releasing books is a welcome distraction from the grief I feel every day. It's not the only one I have, but it's the one that does the most good because I can put all that emotion into words.
I'm planning a trip to see my oldest child. He's in the navy and stationed near the ocean. I think all that sea air will help some. I'm calling it a writer's retreat and there will be some of that going on, but it will mostly be a way of recharging. It helps that my son is one of my favorite people.
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