The Junkyard Shifters Series

I gotta say, I am having a blast with this crew!

First, Keira Blackwood gave me the freaking best cover for Book 1, Filthy Beast. I couldn’t have even dreamed up this beauty!

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Then, I get a big old group of bad boy shifters full of flaws and angst and guilt. They take their shirts off and fight each other, like, all the time. And what’s not to love about hotties flexing their muscles and showing off their strength?

And THEN a woman shows up and the shit really hits the fan. Nothing makes me feel more wicked than laughing while I watch a shapeshifter hottie lose his mind over his mate.

The process for this series is involving a lot of laps around the park while I think out scenes and characters. I’m talking into my phone as I go, so I don’t forget new ideas, and I probably sound like a crazy lady going on about inner beasts and fated mates and battles for dominance.

But it’s really freaking fun. 🙂

So, Filthy Beast is up for preorder for ONLY 99 PENNIES (coming out May 11th)! The prequel novella, Filthy Vandal, will be released in the Bound to Change anthology on April 17th, so you can get an early taste of these trashy romances. 😉

‘Twas the Night of the Full Moon

This is going out in my newsletter tomorrow, but I just couldn’t wait to share it!

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’Twas the night of the full moon and all through the clan

a creature was roaming—was he bear, was he man?

Gruff and commanding and misunderstood,

the shifter stepped out of the dark, piney wood.

 

Alone in her cottage, a sweet spinster sat,

reading a romance novel, safe with her cat.

When lo and behold, a knock on the door

announced a huge hottie she’d not met before.

 

“Let me in,” he said, “’cause our love’s meant to be.

You’re mine and I’m yours, so don’t argue with me.”

His muscles were rippling, he had abs for days.

She wanted to touch him in intimate ways.

 

But he was a stranger, and bossy, at that.

She stood, hands on hips, and unseated her cat.

“What’s that?” she sputtered. “We haven’t gone on a date!

You can’t barge in here and declare me your mate!”

 

“I can and I will, because our love is true.

Ask anything of me, I’ll prove it to you.”

She looked in his eyes and read truth in his face.

The love she saw there made her lonely heart race.

 

Their hearts were as one, they fit perfectly,

and deep down she knew their love was meant to be.

He kissed her and pleased her up against the wall,

and she sighed, “Insta-love ain’t so bad after all.”