The Blue Moon Saloon series features bears, wolves, and more!
Prequel - Perfection
Book 1 - Damnation
Book 2 - Temptation
Book 3 - Redemption
Book 4 - Salvation
Book 5 - Deception
Holiday story - Celebration
Readers rave about Deception:
- Compelling, steamy, and sexy.
- A beautiful love story. Don't miss it!
- A heavenly happily ever after.
- Hot and steamy with a touch of danger, this shifter romance is amazing!
- The characters are so well developed.
- Compelling plot, vivid scene descriptions, and witty dialogue.
"An exquisite story of redemption, trust, and selfless love." - Angel's Guilty Pleasures
"A hot and sizzling romance that captivated me from start to finish. Summer is feisty and when she turns it on Drew, sparks are ignited to amazing banter, chemistry, and sexual tension. This story is amazing and I'm happy to announce I found a new author." - Once Upon An Alpha
"This is the first book I've read by this author and it was fantastic. The descriptions were vivid and I felt like I was there in the Southwest. The dialogue between the characters was smooth and conversational. There are parts of the story that tug at the heartstrings and fill the reader with tension. The action scenes are well written, exciting, and engaging. I will definitely read the previous books in the series." - Sapphyria's Book Reviews
An excerpt from Deception:
The bell over the cafe door chimed merrily, and Summer looked up as four big men filed in. As always, her heart skipped a beat in anticipation. Would Drew be among them?
"Morning, Summer." Luke, a wrangler from Seymour ranch, tipped his cowboy hat.
"Having a good winter, Summer?" That was Mack, the jokester of the group.
"Hi, sweetheart. Got some of that coffee today?" Sam asked.
She greeted each with a genuine smile because they were all great guys. But when a fourth man crowded the doorway, her smile stretched cheek to cheek. Her whole face heated and flushed, and a roar like waves breaking over distant rocks registered in her ears.
Drew. Drew. Drew! her inner wolf cheered.
The other three men had come striding in like they belonged in the place, but Drew paused in the doorway. He did that every time, wiping his boots in a practiced right-left, right-left slide that said he'd been raised to do that at home. Then he pulled off his hat and stepped over the threshold.
Such a polite bear, her grandmother would have sighed.
He rubbed a thickly muscled shoulder against the doorframe as he went in a territory-marking move.
"Morning, Summer," he rumbled, locking eyes with her. His eyes were a pale, gold-hued green, and they sparked with wonder when they took her in.
"Morning, Drew," she said, trying not to squeak.
It was ridiculous, how a perfectly normal exchange of greetings could set off a dozen wild fantasies. Like hearing those words while naked and sleepy in bed. Like replying and winding her leg around his as they lay skin to skin.
Morning, Summer, he'd say as she woke up, like it was the best morning ever because she was at his side.
Or maybe he'd just wake her with a quiet kiss and a touch -- one that led to more touching and kissing and a long, unhurried session of making love.
Morning, Summer, he'd say when they dropped back onto the sheets, sweaty and satisfied. She'd rest her head on his chest -- a chest so broad and so piled with muscle, she had dozens of options for exactly what subsection to try out -- and run her hand down his thick, corded arms.
Summer cleared her throat and blinked. It was ridiculous, the way her body reacted to him. The way her mind fluttered and took wing like a hysterical butterfly set loose in a meadow blooming with wildflowers.
Get yourself together, girl, she ordered herself.
But her inner wolf remained all dreamy, batting its eyes and wagging its tail.