I love Halloween. Love it!!! So to celebrate this spooky date, I’ll be having some fun all month long on my Facebook page…

Be sure you stop by to join the fun!!! It’s like a giant, non-stop Halloween bonanza. 😉

Happy Friday!

Ready for some chills and thrills? The paranormal anthology, DARK SECRETS, is out now–and it is priced at just .99!

It’s just a few days until the 9/29/15 release of DARK SECRETS!  My contribution to the anthology is a sexy paranormal romance, FEMME FATALE.

I wanted to share a quick excerpt of the story with you:

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“A monster is hunting here, huh? What is he? A boogeyman?” Mick asked.

She shook her head. Her lips thinned in what sure looked like annoyance.

“A werewolf?” he pressed.

Her gaze hardened. “No.”

“Ah, right—the puncture wounds and the whole no blood thing.” Mick nodded. “I get it. Vampire, right? I’ve got a vampire loose in Chicago, killing at will.” He laughed.

She didn’t laugh. “That’s exactly what you’ve got.”

Pity stirred within him. “Is there someone you want me to call for you? Someone who might be looking for you?” A nurse. A doctor. A shrink?

“The killer is looking for me, but you and I are going to find him before it’s too late.”

His hand lifted and his fingers wrapped around her wrist. “You’re confused. I can’t help you.”

“I’m not confused.” She stared up at him. “I think you are.”

His index finger was stroking along her inner wrist. A movement that he totally hadn’t meant to make. “How about I go get you a cab?”

She shook her head. “Monsters are real. I know that with utter certainty.”

“Oh, really?” He wasn’t in the mood to humor her, but he was trying, somewhat. It had been a long day and his knee was aching like a bitch. “And how do you know that?”

She smiled at him—a full smile that showed off her white teeth. Incredibly sharp teeth. Her upper canine teeth—they were long and fang-like.

Screw being fang-like…they were fangs.

“I know,” she told him quietly, “because I am a monster. A vampire, to be exact.”

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The DARK SECRETS paranormal anthology releases in just over a week (on 9/29/15)! And the anthology is just .99…come on, that’s a serious Halloween treat!

My contribution to the anthology is FEMME FATALE, a story about a real vamp.  Here’s a tease from my hero, PI Mick Swain:

For my Harlequin Intrigue readers…RECKONINGS is available in print today! You can find it at your favorite bookstore, Walmart, or Target. 😉

(Harlequin will be releasing the digital version of this title on 10/1/15.)

Dr. Jamie Myers has tried outrunning her past, but now someone is stalking her, leaving her deadly messages. Once, she’d trusted the wrong man. So how can she rely on Davis McGuire, the fiercely handsome ex-SEAL she’s hired as a bodyguard? And how can she ignore the way his hands-on attention excites her?

One of McGuire Securities’ best, Davis wants to protect the sexy doc 24/7 and play by the rules. But as Jamie’s stalker grows bolder, Davis’s desire grows stronger. Soon he’s breaking all his rules—so he can uncover Jamie’s secrets in order to protect her…and discover the key to her heart.

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Want to read an excerpt? Here’s a tease for you:

“You’re a million miles away,” Davis said.

Jamie shook her head. “No, I’m right here.” She’d put her head on his chest. It had seemed so natural to do that. The music was soft, romantic, and their bodies were swaying together. She wasn’t nervous. Wasn’t scared. She was just. Almost happy.

“If I said I wanted to kiss you… ” Davis murmured, “would you tell me to go to hell or…?”

She tensed. “Do you want to kiss me?”

“You’re a beautiful woman, Doc. Don’t sound so surprised. I know there are plenty of men who have wanted to kiss you.”

She stopped the swaying of her body and eased back, but didn’t lose her hold on him. She liked touching him. Odd, when she made a point not to get physically close to too many people. “I’m not talking about plenty of men right now. I’m talking about you.”

His eyes gleamed. “You’re a direct woman. I like that. I don’t have time for lies and tricks.”

Too bad. I’m all about lies. “You’re a man with secrets,” she threw right back. “So don’t give me that line. Everyone is more than they appear to be. We all wear masks for the world to see.”

His hold tightened on her waist. “You keep surprising me. Not many people can do that.”

The heat from his body was wrapping around her. Tempting her to get closer to him again. To put her head back on him, to let go, just for a little while.

“I do want to kiss you,” Davis said. He seemed to be staring at her mouth, and, nervously, she wet her lips. “I’ve wanted that for a very long time. Probably since the first day I met you.”

Was he serious? Or just trying to charm her into bed?

“But what do you want, Jamie?”

Ah, now he’d just called her Jamie and not “Doc” like he often did. She’d rather grown used to hearing his drawl when he used that little nickname.

And what do I want? She stared up at him and knew that—for an instant—she’d like to let go of her fear. To just feel. To just get lost in a man’s arms and in his kiss. It would be wonderful to act like any other woman. To simply let go.

Do it.

Davis McGuire was one of the good guys. He and his brothers helped people. They were all ex-military. Davis was a former SEAL. Tough, but good. True hero material. Sure, the things he’d done might scare her because she realized the guy knew how to fight hard and dirty but.

He won’t hurt me.

If there was any man she could trust, it should be him.

But you trusted the wrong man before.

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