May 15, 2018 | Books, Writing |
It's only been two months since the last HOT book came out — can you believe it? But here we are with a new story in the HOT world. HOT SEAL REDEMPTION is Book 5 in the HOT SEAL TEAM SERIES (and the HOT SEAL TEAM is part of the HOSTILE OPERATIONS TEAM – but you knew that, right?). Book 6 is coming in August – and Book 13 in the main HOT series is coming in September! Is that enough HOT for you? đ
Okay, so you probably want to know what the book is about and what I'm giving away, right? Keep reading!!
EXCERPT
âMagic sperm, Bailey. I could father six kids before I knew what happened to me. Hell, my luck, itâd happen all at once.â
Bailey winced. âOuch.â
âYeah, ouch is right.â
She grinned at him. âWell, sure, ouch for you tooâbut I was thinking more about the poor woman who would have to carry six babies in her belly before popping them all out. What a nightmare.â
âAnd now you know why I wrap it tight.â
Unexpected heat flared beneath her skin. Holy shit, was that a blush? Really? But the thought of this man standing in front of her with a hard-on, his hand wrapped around it as he slid on a condom, was almost unbearably sexy.
He cocked his head. âAre you blushing?â
Hell. So much for being cool. âA little. Maybe.â Why deny what he could clearly see happening?
âOver birth control?â
Bailey rolled her eyes. âNot over birth control, you idiot. More or less the thought of you putting the condom on.â
His gaze went smokyâand then it dropped over her body, slowly, before rising again. Their eyes met. Held. Her heart pounded. No, no, no. Bad idea. So bad.
âIâd be happy to give you a personal demonstration.â

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Mar 13, 2018 | Books, Contests |
It's finally here, y'all! HOT Angel is out TODAY! Can you believe how far HOT has come? In 2013, HOT Pursuit hit the shelves. Five years later, we're celebrating the 12th book in the HOT series. But these aren't the only HOT books. There's also the HOT SEAL Team, which has the 5th book coming out in just two months! May 15th is the day to get HOT SEAL Redemption. That's a total of 17 HOT books (18 when you count HOT Witness, which is a novella in Liliana Hart's MacKenzie World). Are you ready for MORE HOT books? Because I have more coming this year, and more in general. HOT is about to branch out into a few more teams I think you might enjoy. The HOT world is huge and capable of holding a lot of amazing men and women. I hope you'll agree!
Excerpt
She heard footsteps and spun around. A tall, dark-haired man with muscles that went on for days stood with a beer in his hand and gazed back at her.
Cade.
âHi,â she said, her heart pounding.
âHi. Howâve you been?â
Brooke laughed nervously. But was it because he was big and tough and capable of violence? Or because he made butterflies swirl in her belly?
âFine. Nothingâs changed since the last time I saw you.â
âWhich was a week ago at Buddyâs.â
âYes.â Sheâd seen this man half a dozen times over the past month, each time for a few minutes only, but she still remembered the first time. At Colonel Mendezâs wedding last month when sheâd been drunk and angry with herself for being so pitiful. She hadnât had sex in forever, hadnât felt a manâs touch or the comfort of being held close, and her inhibitions were down because sheâd had too much champagne. If Garrett and Grace hadnât shown up when they did, she probably would have gone home with Cade Rodgers.
And she didnât know how that would have turned out because she still had so many issues she might have freaked out in the middle of the whole thing. Or maybe sheâd have been thrilled sheâd gotten over her fear of big men who lived lives of violenceâbut probably sheâd have run home and locked herself away for days.
He ambled closer, heading around the island and depositing the beer bottle on the counter. He took another from the fridge and popped the top. But he didnât hurry back to the other room.
âYou donât say much, do you, Brooke?â
âIâŠâ She swallowed. âOf course I do.â
âNot to me you donât.â
âI donât really know you, do I?â
âWe could change that.â
Brooke blinked. Her belly swirled faster. Heat flared in her cheeks. Why?
She might not have had sex in two years, but sheâd dated. Sort of. She wasnât afraid of men. Correctionâshe wasnât afraid of certain kinds of men. Mostly. Accountants, for instance. Those tended to be men without huge muscles or semi-automatic weapons strapped to their sides. She was wary but not terrified.
âH-how?â was the word that came out of her mouth, though sheâd intended to say no.
âHow do you usually get to know someone?â
âI, uhâŠâ
He grinned and the swirlies whooshed into a tornado. âBy talking. Asking questions. Maybe sharing a meal or a drink.â
âYou mean a date.â
âA date. A conversation. Whatever youâre comfortable with.â
âI, umâŠâ
He held up a hand. âOr you can say no thanks and Iâll be on my way. No pressure.â
The swirlies dipped in disappointment for a second. Her heart throbbed. âA conversation. Give me your number and Iâll call you sometime.â
âGive me yours and Iâll call you now. You can capture it.â
Brooke found herself rattling off her number before she could change her mind. A moment later, her phone rang where sheâd laid it on the countertop. Then it stopped.
âRodgers with a D,â he said, winking at her. âWhenever youâre ready.â

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Feb 21, 2018 | Books, Contests, Promotion |

Can you believe all this HOTNESS? Seriously, I'm thinking Cade “Saint” Rodgers is looking anything but saintly over here!
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BOOK: HOT ANGEL (Book 12 in the Hostile Operations Team Series)
DATE: March 13, 2018
She's damaged…
Brooke Sullivan's carefully ordered existence is spiraling out of control. Two years ago, she was violently abducted by a terrorist group and nearly killed. She's worked hard to get her life back on track–moving to a new house, changing careers, going on a couple of dates. When she witnesses a murder, she's plunged into a new nightmare. And as the past threatens to repeat itself, she's not sure she'll survive this time.
He's ruthless…
Cade “Saint” Rodgers never forgot the beautiful girl he talked to at the wedding of his commanding officer. Now she's in trouble, and he's the one tasked with protecting her. Brooke is terrified of men like him–a Black Ops soldier for whom violence is a way of life–which makes falling for her a terrible idea. But that won't stop Cade from using every sensual trick he's got to make her believe anything is possible if only she wants it badly enough.
Together, they're combustible…
As danger draws closer, it'll take all of Cade's strength–and all of Brooke's determination–to learn how to let go of the past and trust each other. But it might not be enough. To keep her safe, he may have to let her go forever…
EXCERPT
He thought for a minute, wondering if he should go in the direction he wanted to go or not. Heâd either scare her or heâd get her mind off the things worrying her. So youâre in bed, he began. What are you wearing?
He added a winky face and hoped she didnât take offense.
She sent back a laughing-so-hard-Iâm crying emoji. Whatâs next, Cade? A dick pic?
He snorted. No way. I donât send dick pics. It has to be seen in person to be believed.
Oh my God, you did not just imply your dick is amazing, did you?
You said it, not me. He sent the wow emoji back.
She sent back an eggplant. He laughed. This girl was too fun.
You planning to tell me what youâre wearing or not?
Brooke: Iâm wearing my Wonder Woman jammies. T-shirt, shorts, no bra. Very exciting.
Cade: I could get excited about that. How short are the shorts?
Brooke: Very.
Donât suppose youâd send a selfie? He added the laughing emoji.
She didnât respond and he figured heâd scared her off. But then a picture came across his phone and his heart practically stopped. Her face wasnât in it, but there was a close up shot of boobs stretching her shirt and little tiny shorts hiked up to the tops of her thighs. She was lying in bed, soft light spilling over her skin.
Cadeâs dick went from zero to sixty in a heartbeat.
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Oct 25, 2017 | Books, Writing

Prologue
Wyatt Chandler straightened his Navy dress uniform collar and took a deep breath. He didnât want to walk into that church, didnât want to see the casket of his teammate with the American flag draped on top. Mostly, he didnât want to see Dannyâs wife and baby girl. He didnât want Lisa to see the guilt in his eyes.
Guilt because he hadnât been able to save Danny from the sniperâs bullet that had ended his life. Wyatt shoved a hand through his hair, cropped short in proper military style for a change, and sucked in another breath.
âJust get in there, dammit, and do your duty,â he muttered.
He shoved the door open and walked into the church. It was darker than heâd expected. It was overcast outside, and the meager light coming through the stained glass windows cast a muted glow on everything.
But of course it was gloomy. Candles flickered, but they couldnât replace the light the world had lost when it lost Danny.
Wyatt stopped in the back of the church and took everything in. The gloom. The sobbing. The sadness. The utter despair of a life cut too short and the pain of those who had to go onward. The little girl playing down front who was too small to understand what was really happening and why her daddy was never coming home again.
A lump formed in his throat. His eyes stung. Heâd sat through a funeral when he was not much older than Dannyâs little girl. He didnât remember much about it, but he remembered Gran sobbing while Gramps sat with his arm around her and tried to tell her it would be okay.
But it could never be okay. Sheâd lost her son and daughter-in-law. Wyatt and Gramps were all sheâd had left.
Now it was only Wyatt because Gramps had died two years ago. The sobbing down front grew louder and Wyatt clamped his jaw tight at the anguish in it.
If he stayed in the Navy, would he go home in a casket too? Would Gran have to sit through another funeral, sobbing her heart out like Dannyâs family was doing?
Soon he was going to have to make a decision about his future. But not today. Today was about honoring Danny, and about learning to live with this guilt that was eating him up inside.
He strode down the aisle toward the flag-draped casket. He was here to pay his respects. One last time.
Chapter One
Four months laterâŠ
Wyatt slid into the booth at No Manâs Land, the diner located on a portion of the Sentinel Bridge, and picked up the menu even though he didnât really need it. The HALO pancakes topped with snow and drowned in rocket fuel were his favorite item on the breakfast menu. As a Navy SEAL, heâd done enough HALO jumps out of airplanes over enemy territory to get quite the kick out of pancakes named after what was essentially a very risky venture.
âHi, Wyatt, howâs it going this morning?â
Mandy stood there with her order pad and a pen, smiling at him with that pretty smile of hers. He thought he should feel a hint of interest in her, but he didnât. He should probably worry about that, especially since heâd been out of the SEALs for nearly two months now and had yet to kiss a womanâmuch less spend the night with oneâbut he couldnât seem to care.
In truth, he had a hard time caring about much of anything right now. Except Gran, of course. Gran, who was at her doctorâs appointment and refused to let him join her. When heâd dropped her off, sheâd told him to go get some breakfast and stop skulking around.
âPretty good,â he said with a smile and a wink. âHow about you?â
âIâm okay.â
She said it shyly and he wondered if she was sweet on him or something. He hoped not, because he was so not the kind of man for a girl like her. Innocent. Nice. Probably naĂŻve.
She cleared her throat. âDo you know what you want or should I just get you some coffee first and come back?â
He handed her the plastic menu. âIâll take the pancakes and some coffee. And a side of scrambled eggs.â
âSounds great. Iâll be back with your coffee. Food will be up soon.â
Wyatt knew from experience that he was about to get a lot of food. But heâd been doing manual labor off and on for Garrison Construction the past few weeks, so he didnât worry about an expanding waistline. Construction wasnât the same as humping through the jungle in full ruck, but it was still pretty hard work. It was also satisfying, like when heâd helped Adam Tucker turn the boathouse into a camp dorm over at A To Z Watersports.
The door opened and Zane Tucker, Adamâs twin, wandered in. He lifted his chin when he saw Wyatt and made his way over, flopping down in the chair opposite.
âHowâs it hanging this morning, Wyatt?â
Wyatt raised an eyebrow. Ever since Zane had gotten cozy with the town librarian, Miss Harper Grace, heâd been smiling more. He was smiling now, matter of fact, and while it grated on Wyatt somewhere deep down, he was also happy for his friend. Zane was the jokester of their groupâthey didnât call him Insane Zane for nothingâbut Wyatt had always thought the joking hid deeper feelings of inadequacy. Maybe because Zane had been sickly as a child.
Well, he wasnât sickly now. If anything, he was radiating health and happiness.
âItâs hanging. Lower than yours.â
Zane snorted. âAsshole. Iâm still not sure Iâve forgiven you for the Wonder Woman costume. You arenât working very hard to get back on my good side either.â
âIâm still on your good side. Without me, you might never have admitted you loved Harper.â
âOh, I definitely would have. Without the costume, though.â
Wyatt flicked a gaze at the Snake River flowing below them. Eagleâs Ridge was beautiful this time of year. The foliage was lush, the river rolled against the banks, bringing water sports and good fishing, and the Blue Mountains soared against a clear sky.
Danny would have loved it here. He was crazy for good fishing. Heâd told Wyatt all about his family farm and the bass ponds there while they were high up in the Hindu Kush, searching for insurgents and tracking down a terrorist leader. Theyâd survived that mission, just like theyâd survived so many others.
Until one day when it all went wrong.
âWhatâs the bug up your ass this morning?â Zane asked, frowning.
Wyatt didnât answer because Mandy chose that moment to return with the coffee.
âHey, Zaneâyou want some coffee?â
âSure thing. And give me the Two NCOs with Train Tracks,â he added, ordering the scrambled eggs and bacon. âAdd some hash browns, too.â
âBe right up,â Mandy said as she jotted on her order pad. A few seconds later she was back with a second coffee cup.
When she left this time, Zane took a sip and waited. He clearly hadnât forgotten his question, or Wyattâs silence.
âThereâs no bug,â Wyatt said, knowing Zane wouldnât give up. They were too close for lies, so Wyatt went with evasion instead. âHowâs Harper?â
âNice try. Sheâs fine, by the way. But you arenât. Weâve all noticed it.â
Wyattâs gut twisted. âWhy would you say that? Iâm exactly where I want to be, doing what I want to do. Iâm the definition of fine.â
âYouâve been in town for almost two months, and all you do is the occasional construction project for the Garrisons, or odd jobs for whoever gives you something to do.â
âI spent a solid week pasting photos into Granâs albums, donât forget. Gave myself a paper cut.â
Zane wasnât fooled by the attempt at humor. âWhatâs going on with you, Wyatt?â
Wyattâs hand tightened on the mug. âIâm fine, Zane.â
âYeah, but you left the SEALsâand you wonât tell any of us why.â
Wyatt kicked back as if he were the most relaxed guy in the world. âIt was time, thatâs all. Granâs sick. She needs meââ
âThat woman does not need you, bro. She hasnât slowed down a bit since her diagnosis. About all Iâve noticed is she doesnât stop at the bakery for donuts anymore. Type 2 diabetes isnât a death sentence. Itâs controllable with medication and diet, and sheâs doing just that.â Zane leaned forward, elbows on the table. âSo what really gives, huh?â
Wyatt hesitated for a long moment. But his pain was his alone. He wasnât going to burden his friends with any of it. Ryder, Adam, and Zane were happier than heâd ever seen them. He didnât know about Jack, couldnât get him to commit to anything more than a few phone calls, but he suspected Jack was dealing with something serious of his own. Then there was Noah, who was dealing with some serious family shit, and Ford, who seemed determined to stay on the other side of the country even though his family wanted him home and had a construction company for him to run.
Nope, nobody needed to listen to his shit so he wasnât going to talk about it.
âNothing, man. Iâm just tired. I saw a lot overseas, a lot of bad stuffâŠâ He hesitated. âGran is the only family I have left. I thought I should come home and be around for her.â
Zaneâs gaze searched his. He could tell the moment his friend decided to quit digging. Knowing Zane, however, it was only a temporary reprieve.
âFine. But what do you plan to do with yourself in the long run? Youâre too young to retire, and you need more than odd jobs here and there to keep you alive.â
Wyatt shook his head and grinned. âI saved a lot of combat pay. Iâm good for a long time to come.â
Zane didnât seem convinced. âIâm glad you wonât be panhandling or anything, but I still think you need to find your calling. Whatever that is.â
The food arrived then and Wyattâs mouth started to water at the sight of all those pancakes. Nobody made pancakes like these. Not only that, but Sam Tuckerâs homemade maple syrup was the taste of Wyattâs childhood in a bite.
Zane tore into his eggs and bacon, and Wyatt forked up a bite of fluffy pancakes before meeting his friendâs eyes again.
âItâs cool, Zane. I have some ideas, but Iâm not ready to jump on any of them yet.â It was a lie, but Zane didnât need to know that.
Zane nodded. âLet me know if I can help. When youâre ready.â
âI definitely will. You owe me a few.â
âPretty sure you owe me after the Wonder Woman incident.â
After breakfast, they parted ways. Zane returned to A To Z, and Wyatt shoved his hands in his pockets and walked back to his truck. It was still a good half hour before he had to pick up Gran. He leaned against the truck, one leg crossed over the other, and studied the picture the mountains and river made.
Eagleâs Ridge was beautiful. The scenery was practically the only thing that gave him any measure of comfort these days. When you stood beneath mountains so glorious, your troubles didnât seem nearly as big as you thought they were.
His cell phone buzzed in his pocket. He slid it out and glanced at the screen. It was a Maryland number, but not one he recognized. He thought about letting it go to voicemail, in case it was a telemarketer or something, but since he had time to kill he decided to answer.
âHey, Wyatt. This is Hawk,â a voice said in response to his clipped greeting.
Wyatt blinked. Hawk, whose real name was Jack Hunter, had been a legendary sniper in the Hostile Operations Team, the special terrorist hunting unit Wyatt had been a member of for the past three years. Hawk had left HOT to start his own security firm protecting high-end clients like his wife, pop superstar Gina Domenico. Wyatt had met the man a couple of times, but didnât really know him.
âHey, Hawk. What can I do for you?â
âI understand youâve left the unit,â the other man said. âAnd I was wondering if youâd like to put your special skills to use.â
Special skills was code for the abilityâand willingnessâto use lethal force in a variety of ways. Wyatt frowned as he gazed at the mountains. There was a peak up there where the eagles nested that gave the town its name. He hadnât been up there in years. He really needed to go see it againâŠ
âI donât think so,â he said. âBut I appreciate the offer.â
âYou havenât even heard the offer yet,â Hawk replied. He sounded amused rather than annoyed.
âYeah, well, I gotta tell you the truthâI think Iâd be tempted. And I donât want to be.â
Because yeah, he did miss the high octane thrill of operations. He missed the adrenaline rush, the highs of a job done well. He missed being a SEAL, and he missed HOT, a place where only the best of the best gained entrance.
Still, heâd made his decision. He was done.
âLook, itâs pretty simple really,â Hawk continued. âI have a client who needs guarding in Eagleâs Ridge. Nothing more complicated than that. You interested?â
He didnât want to be. He really didnât. But he could listen, right?
âYou have my attention.â
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