As a child, I entertained myself for hours playing pretend, but not with dolls and such. I created stories and pictured them in my mind, sometimes even acted them out, my well preserved secret until now. I spent years after leaving school trying to figure out my niche. Not being a literary enthusiast, I never thought my childhood pastime would lead in this direction.
In life, one door closes and another opens, so I’m told. This was true for me. I lost my mother, my best friend, to cancer. After a year without her, I picked up her favorite hobby…reading. After one book, a romantic suspense, I was hooked. In the past, I’d fall asleep after a few minutes of reading. Now, books rank up there with a good red wine. It didn’t take long for my childhood muse to come back in adult version urging me to put the scenes in my head on paper.
Why do I write romantic suspense? I love writing and creating the meet-cue (the point where the hero and heroine meet) to the blossoming of the romance. Add a suspenseful plot or a good mystery to the equation and the perfect book is born to curl up to and lose yourself in, taking you away from reality, troubles.
I hope I have provided you with the escape similar to the ones I conjured in childhood and rediscovered as an adult, and I hope you enjoy reading my books as much as I have loved creating them.
My debut novel, Kidnapped Hearts, won awards in the categories of Best Happily Ever After and Best Suspense.
I live in Virginia with my husband and three daughters.
I hope you enjoy this peek at my new romantic suspense, Entangled Love.
In the questions in love and death, where does the truth lie?
Emma James is on a mission to rebuild her life after the loss of her husband. When her childhood friend offers an innocent getaway to Santa Monica, she accepts thinking fun in the sun will be a great way to start fresh.
Retired professional skateboarder, Ryan Cross is a gorgeous, lovable, ladies’ man. With two skateboard parks and a fat bank account, he’s on top of his game. What could make him happier?
The love of his childhood friend.
Chaos and life-threatening obstacles have Ryan investigating Emma’s husband’s death. When he discovers handwritten notes made by her late husband, he learns some friends can’t be trusted. They will stop at nothing to get what they want, including putting Emma’s life in danger.
Scene setup: Ryan Cross returns home after a fight with Emma and is confronted by his lifelong butler.
“Okay, Mr. Cross. I’m sorry I’m pissing in your cereal.”
Ryan stretched his arm over the back of the couch and drank more bourbon. “You’re pissing where?”
“In your cereal. Is that the American expression? It means being drunk in my country.” Niles waved, dismissing his comment. “Never mind. I’ve grown fond of you over the years. I’d like to say, I feel like I’m a big brother catering to my little brother’s whims.”
Niles did take decent care of him.
“It’s difficult for me to watch you make the biggest mistake of your life.”
“Only when necessary, Mr. Cross.” He tugged on his jacket. “I do it for effect. Did it work?”
Ryan gave Niles his empty glass. Niles left and returned a minute later with a refill. “I imagine it’s a decision you’ll regret,” he said, passing over a new drink.
The alcohol burned Ryan’s throat. He hoped it would numb the pain of losing his best friend and the woman he wanted as his lover. “Me, too.”
Niles sat on the coffee table in front of him. “Why are you letting her go?”
Millions of thoughts flew through Ryan’s mind, the main one, him being an ass and not handling the situation right. He shouldn’t have stormed out of the house, but Emma believing a fucking picture over what he said sent a rage through him like no other. Of all people not to trust what he said. “Cause, Niles, I’m not the relationship type.”
“Time to turn over a new leaf?” he offered.
That and to find the damn pictures. “Time for you to mind your own business,” Ryan fumed. Please, get my luggage. I’m heading to my room.” He stood and marched toward the stairs, hoping to escape before hearing what Niles might say next.
“You finally did it, Mr. Cross.”
Two steps up and he went rigid.
“You crossed over and fell in love.”
Ryan twisted and eyed his butler who now stood in the foyer. The sting in his eyes told him they were bloodshot, an occurrence he didn’t like anyone to see. “She dumped me.”
“Oh, sir,” Niles sighed.
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