In the spirit of the Holidays, we are giving you a chance to win free e-books to build the collection in your Kindle Library. I want to share with you the spirit of Christmas for me this year.  This spring I met an incredible man who swept me off my feet.  Every year once the kids got older I would put up a four foot Christmas Tree, but not this year.  The man I met in the spring is now my husband and this is our first Christmas together.  My four foot tree turned into our eight foot tree fully decorated. It's hard to believe that miracles do happen if you believe. So this holiday season, don't give up.  If you have a dream, live it and achieve it.  The same miracle came with my writing.  I've written since I was fourteen years old.  Through the next thirty years I had written books that were horrible, but after each book I continued to improve my craft.  When I got the acceptance letter for my debut novel Roses, that part of my life...

Christmas is about family, tradition and memories.  Through the years I've kept up with my grandmother's tradition of making Christmas cookies, which I might add I love doing and sharing. This past year, after being a single parent for 17 years, I met the love of my life and got married three months later.  Now we are making our own traditions and box full of memories. For the first time in over ten years, I have taken out Christmas decoration, which were packed away with no future to be seen again, expect for being passed on to my kids. But not this year.  My husband John and I combined our Christmas decorations, decorated all three floors of our townhouse transporting our home into a winter wonderland. My four foot tree is fully decorated in the den and his eight foot tree is in my living room with a collaboration of both our ornaments making for the perfect tree. We bought new ornament and decoration to make our new memories to go with our new life to...

I have a very special guest blogging today.  Paranormal author, Flossie Benton Rodgers will be sharing a tidbit of her new novel Lord of Fire Whtchfae Book 5 in the series. If you love paranormal, you will enjoy reading Flossie's whole series. Please join me in welcoming Flossie. Blurb: When The Hawk meets his Wytchfae, the result is spontaneous combustion. Garnet McAnna chases the demon responsible for attacking and enslaving innocent fae familiars. She never expected to run headlong into a mesmerizing stranger known as The Hawk. Nor did she anticipate the way his masculine power kindles a womanly flame within her. Exiled from an elite warrior's brigade, Lord of Fire Gabriel Hawk guards his heart and his solitude. He wants nothing to do with the world of men or the realm of fae. Then a beautiful Wytchfae bursts into his life, stirring desire and sparking need. Garnet is on a dangerous mission, and he can't let her face the evil alone. What els...

Welcome to The Freedom Hop.  This is a great way to thank all the service men who have dedicated their lives to serving our country.  I'd also want to recognize the police, fireman and EMS workers who work to help us every day. What better way to thank all the men and women who serve our country then honor this year the police who are out on the street every day keeping us safe. Leave a comment and your email address for a chance to win a copy of The Boardwalk.   Excerpt from THE BOARDWALK When she heard strains of guitar in the distance, her memories faded away. She hadn’t heard the music in days. Now that she finally had the time, she planned to find the musician who brought such sweet melodies to her ears. The music led her to the jungle gym by the bocce ball courts. A few days ago she heard the same Beatles song being played at the opposite end of the boardwalk at Midland Beach/Miller Field. She decided to investigate, walking the path under the tr...

Welcome to this weeks Tuesday Tales to word prompt Mother.  I'd like to wish all the ladies a Happy Mother's Day. This is the next scene from my WIP. Erika was taken back by her gesture.   Sophia wasn’t one to cry or show any emotion.   The last time she cried was at her mother’s funeral over ten years ago.   Even then, she made a quick recovery explaining she understood he was sick and that it was his time. The pain Sophia had been enduring all this time became evident, something she didn’t see cloud with her own divorce.   Reaching out, Erika placed her hand on Sophia’s shoulder as Sophia rested her head against her chest sobbing. “Talk to me.   What’s going on?” “I don’t know where to begin.” “Before you start, tell me why didn’t confide in me that there were problems in your marriage?” “I wanted to but the timing wasn’t right,” Sophia said wiping her tears.   “The night I came over to talk to you is the night I saw you ...

Welcome to My Book Boyfriend Blog Hop.  I am so excited to be a part of this and to be able to share with you one of my boyfriends from my WIP The Right Pitch. A man in uniform, especially athletes is an instant turn on for me.  I love sports and enjoy watching the game as much as I love the men in their uniforms.  That's why I have brought  the sports theme back into my books.  Creating the main character, especially during baseball season makes the story more realistic. Richie Raggalio is every women's dream.  He is tall, slender yet muscular, smooth olive complexion and throws a mean fastball.  When his big brown eyes stare you down, you melt, yearning to feel his lips crushed against yours.  He has a ninety-eight miles an hour fastball, and beware, when he throws his curve ball.  His uniform hugs every muscle in his body perfectly, not leaving any sag in his tight muscle butt.  When the ball releases from his hand, yo...

Welcome to this week's Tuesday Tales to the word prompt free. I am so excited to be back on board with this wonderful group of authors. To bring you up-to-date, Erika is moving from the house she shared with her husband and kids.  She is now divorced and moving on with her life.  I left off with Erika and her best friend Sophia reflecting on the past and now Erika's future. “I have to admit I’m a tad bit jealous of your new beginning.” “Why?” “The adventure...the thrill of being free...the newness...” “The newness of what?” “Of starting over again.   The thrill of the first kiss...the first time he touches you...” “If anything is going to be touching me under the covers, it’s going to be the vibrator you bought me last Christmas.” “And is it still in the box?”   Sophia asked leaning her shoulder into hers. “Don’t be a wise ass,” Erika laughed.   “You know how I feel about using toys.   If I’m going to have any kind of orgasm, i...