Through the Looking Pool
Caitlin’s romantic time alone with Asher is again spoiled by trouble in their fantastical world. A letter arrives from an expensive mountain resort pleading for their help, and out of curiosity they travel to the hot springs. When they arrive not only are the guests stampeding to get to the healing waters, but so are the wild animals.
Adventure and romance lead Caitlin and Company into a lot of fantastical trouble when they fall into the business of the upper class in the city of Tras. Rumors have spread about a terrible affliction affecting only the wealthiest of the women, and one of them has hired the pair to find the source of the disease in order to cure them.
Perchance to Dream
Romance finds a way to cross worlds, and for Caitlin that couldn't be more true when fate drops her younger self onto a heavenly body filled with magic. Her stay is short, but the memory of that strange adventure, and her handsome protector named Asher, remains with her when fate again comes calling for her, and the world of her dreams becomes the reality of her life.
- Sexy Dragon Time! January 19, 2021 - Hello, my Readers, and welcome to another exciting adventure! I have just published the second book in the Dragon Sin series, Vanity Affair, and I very much hope you like it! Feel free to leave a review or rate the book at any of the retailers to let me know what you think about it! There's also a big favor I'd like to ask of you, if you have the… Read More
- I’m Back! January 5, 2021 - Hello, my dearest Readers, and a Happy New Year to you all! After these long months of hibernation I finally have a new book out in a new series. Perchance to Dream is the first book in the Dragon Sin series, and it's available for free on all my usual retailers! A new series doesn't mean I'm abandoning any of my older ones, but unfortunately I'm still in the grips… Read More
- Loving Scotland – Chapter 14 August 7, 2020 - The next day I awoke with a hangover to end all hangovers. I groaned and rolled over in bed. "What hit me?" I muttered. "That would be the final glass of Mr. Ferguson's Irish whiskey," Fin's voice called up from the ground floor. I groaned and flung the sheets over my head. "Remind me never to do that again." "Would you care for a pick-me-up or something else?" he asked… Read More