One day you will wake up and there won’t be any more time to do the things you’ve always wanted. Do it now. -Paulo Coelho
Today is significant. I’ve made it a goal not to be sad or closed-off emotionally on this day…because I know she wouldn’t want that from me.
One year ago today I woke up and had to accept that there wouldn’t be any more time to do or say anything with my mother. Our window of time together grew narrower and narrower until just fifteen minutes in
Every year I give a holiday story to my fans. This year it’s Gaby’s younger sister, Dani, and a certain hot detective at London’s Metropolitan Police, one Desmond Thorne. I bet you’ll want to know when the book is coming when you finish reading. This story has been in my head for a long time, and it’s not going anywhere. *wink* Blessings to all and best wishes for a peaceful and prosperous new year. xxoo R
My view as I arrived. The green and picturesque countryside is utterly breathtaking. I was left pretty much speechless.
I’ve decided my trip yesterday to one of my “bucket-list-places” was worthy of a blog post. I know I’ve been mostly absent on here for a while, and I do apologize, but circumstances have pretty much taken my wishes out of the equation.
The important thing to take from this is how I made my way over to London for a slew of book signings pl
I do love Mr. Blackstone’s romantic style. He’s got it down for sure. Brynne and Ethan’s first Valentine’s Day together in an excerpt from Rare and Precious Things. Photo collage courtesy of Luna.
Dawn was breaking as I woke. I was alone in our bedroom. When I saw the lavender roses, I remembered the day and smiled. Valentine’s Day. Our first one, in fact. I looked at what had been left out for me by my romantic husband.
Beneath the vase of flowers, an envelo
I write a holiday story every year for my fans. This year it’s Mr. Blackstone’s turn to have the spotlight, and I’m guessing you won’t mind hearing his thoughts on the meaning of Christmas. Blessings to all and best wishes for a peaceful and prosperous 2015. xxoo R
The smells of sweets and baking sugar biscuits filled the air as I made my way down to the kitchen. Brynne and Marie had been bus
Today is release day for this super fun anthology I was a part of. Twenty hot scenes from some amazing authors for a fun compilation of the really “good part” you want to find in a book. Genius idea. Wish I’d thought of it. LOL
I was invited to do something really cool when Placing Literature asked me to come on over and map a scene from each of my books. I had a blast doing it, and found that it really brought the stories into focus as more than just the character’s feelings and actions throughout the book. Placing Literature is an interactive website that allows readers to go in and map scenes from a favorite book they’ve enjoyed, to the real location on a map of the world. Here is my podcast int
This whole experience of publishing Priceless has been…….well, priceless. Amazon decided to go ahead and roll it out today instead of the 12th. Please know I have zero control over this situation. Regardless of what I planned, the book is now live on Amazon and can be purchased from the links below. If you pre-ordered it from Amazon previously, and got an email informing you of the cancellation, then you need to buy it again with the new link. Sorry for the confusion,
Okay then… Yeah, sometimes things happen that are out of the realm of our control and this is one of those times, folks. Amazon, in all of its infinite wisdom and publishing know-how has had some problems *I’m trying to be diplomatic here* with the pre-order file upload of PRICELESS. These problems have been ongoing since the pre-order started back in August. The decision was made early today to pull the pre-order from publication. So those that did i
SHE was already washing her hair when I came up behind her into the pool house showers. I watched for a moment as she hurried to do everything in a rush. I needed to slow her down.
She turned and dunked her head under the spray and let the shampoo rinse out of her long dark hair, her eyes closed tightly, not acknowledging me.
I pulled her against my chest, my hands linked behind her back so she couldn’t push away. Her breasts pressed into