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#SnippetSunday: Untitled D’Amato Brothers Book

This is so untitled, I don’t even have a blurb for it! LOL.

This snippet is longer than I usually post, but you’ll understand why.

Unedited snippet:

“First and foremost, when did this incident happen?” Scott asked as he jotted down notes. His best friend, Nick, called him for an emergency meeting and Scott flew in with his protégé, Ana. “It was right after the affair but I need a timeline.”

“It happened five years ago,” Eli admitted as he sat around the long conference table at Madre’s, “the day after I left her, I came home, we got into it and I just lost my cool.”

“And have you ever acted like this before?” Scott asked and Eli shook his head. Ana quickly jotted down notes. “You two reconciled, and had two more children, right?”

“Right,” Eli nodded.

“And there have been no fights like that one since?” Scott clarified and Eli shook his head. Scott looked down at the paper. “Okay. Do you think Faith intentionally leaked the story?” 

Eli’s heart thundered against his chest and he felt his stomach coil up in tight knots. The only people who knew about the fight was Eli and Faith. Eli was so embarrassed about his behavior, he didn’t tell anyone – not even his brothers or mother.  “I don’t know.” 

“You don’t know?” Tony interjected. “Dude, come on! If it wasn’t Faith, you know it was Krista!”

“Who’s Krista?” Scott asked. 

Tony began. “Krista is Faith’s best friend.” 

Ana continued to type in her Macbook. “…that you used to date.” She looked up and locked eyes with Tony. “I see your relationship worked out well.” 

“So, Faith and possibly her best friend might have leaked the story.” Scott leaned back in the leather chair. “Do you think Faith is capable of doing so?”

Eli stopped bouncing in his chair. His honest answer was anyone was capable of anything. There were many ways Faith wanted to hurt Eli; the massive alimony and child support was proof of it. 

Would she go as far as destroying his reputation and hurting the rest of the D’Amatos in the process? He wasn’t sure. Then again, the way Faith had been acting lately, Eli wasn’t sure if he knew her at all. “I honestly don’t know.” 

“Okay,” Scott scribbled a few more notes and dropped his pen. He let out a small sigh and rubbed his beard as he figured out the next action plan. “Okay, the good news is this – because the incident was a one-time thing and happened long ago, before the reconciliation and children, we can play that angle. We can also say Faith never filed charges, Eli’s record is clean, and it was all rumors. There is plenty of evidence backing this up.” 

“Okay,” Eli agreed, “I like that.”

“Now, there’s one more thing we do need to handle,” Scott began, “I need to know how you feel about your ex-wife.”

Eli shook his head. “I don’t understand.”

“Faith is in vendetta mode, which means she’s capable of anything. She may not have leaked the story but her slow response to it tells me she gave the okay to whoever did.”  Scott explained. “Therefore, we need to make sure she doesn’t feel she can do a little bit more with some other things.” 

“What do you want us to do?” Tony asked. “We can’t just go up to her and tell her to stop?”

“Even if we could, she wouldn’t listen,” Kieran shook his head, “and it’ll just add more fuel to the fire.” 

“The only people Faith needs to talk to, at this point, are her parents and her attorney.” Scott advised. “It would behoove all of you to ban communication until this is settled. This also goes for your wives.” He turned back to Eli. “I need an answer from you.”

“Does it matter?” Eli shrugged.

“Actually, it does,” Scott leaned back into his chair, “if you still care about the mother of your children, it’ll tell me how to proceed in protecting your brand without any damage to hers. I’ll still fire a warning shot just so she knows she won’t pull this shit again.” 

“And if he doesn’t?” Joey asked. 

“I will destroy her,” Scott said nonchalantly. 

The ice in Scott’s tone caught Eli by surprise and he glanced up at him. “Destroy her? On what? The only thing in Faye’s…” He paused and swallowed his emotions. “…the only thing in Faith’s past are parking tickets.”

“He’s not talking Faith in particular,” Nick chimed in, “Scott’s referring to her father.”

“Famous preacher of a megachurch will have a lot of buried secrets…” Joey began. 

Eli shook his head and held up a hand. “Whoa, whoa, whoa…hold up now.” Things were very rocky between Eli and Faith, but he couldn’t in his right mind go after David, especially after what the older gentleman had done for him. “Are you serious now?”

“Eli, you hired me to protect your brand, save your reputation, and put your ex-wife and her people in check. You did not hire me to play patty cake with them,” Scott’s tone hardened. “That being said, how you feel about Faith will determine my course of action. If your question is how would I be able to sleep at night after destroying another human being, the answer is very well.” 

Release date TBD.

Posted in New Adult Romances, News & Updates

And it’s LIVE – Run This Town!

I tried to stay away from him, but I just couldn’t. The way he moves, the way he runs things, and the way he loves me. He chose the streets over me, and I’m a mistress to his money.

I knew him as Cameron, but the streets knew him as Finesse.

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…Fall in Love? is LIVE now!

The long-anticipated sequel to Why Don’t We…? is available now on Kindle Unlimited for a limited time!


When you wish upon a star…

Kaitlyn Dixon knows fairytales only exist in Disney movies and her life is far from one. She’s one of the nation’s most ruthless divorce attorneys, bringing financial justice to her clients. The only wishing Kaitlyn hears about is how her opposition wishes she were dead. 

Domenico “Nico” Torres is one of the wealthiest Las Vegas casino magnates who always gets his way. Coming from a long line of an organized crime family, Nico wishes his opposition wouldn’t make his life so hard with their threats.

When their worlds collide, it’s more than just wealth and reputation at stake. Will Kaitlyn realize her dream man comes as a ruthless executive? 

…Fall in Love? is the conclusion of Why Don’t We… and is part of the Torres Crime family series. 


The venue went dark, and the screams were at fever pitch, both male and female. The excitement was at a fever pitch, and it seemed to get higher with each passing second. The curtain rose, and the band appeared on stage to blistering screams and hollers. 

They merely looked around at the audience with their eyes, not moving their heads. Nico was still and calm with the electric guitar in his hands. He didn’t say a word and only the movement of his chest rising told everyone he was alive. 

It was at that moment when the Nico Kaitlyn thought she knew was transformed into a different person. He was a rock god in the flesh and her body became so alert just by staring at him. 

Kaitlyn rubbed her arms and felt the goosebumps formed. She was nervous. She was excited. She waited on bated breath for Nico to do something, anything… she needed to hear that note, that chord, that guitar riff, and her life would be perfect. 

Nico closed his eyes and then…a guitar riff erupted the crowd and Kaitlyn thought she climaxed. 

He sang with the intensity of a seasoned performer. His hard body twisted with every fluid movement, like he was simply responding to the beat. Every line, breath, and guitar lick felt like Nico was taking to the audience–their hopes, their fears, and their love.

They played original songs. They played cover songs. They played songs from old acts like Fleetwood Mac, Guns N’ Roses, and Genesis, to some of the newer acts like System of a Down. 

The crowd knew every lyric of Black Sonic’s original music. Every verse, every chord had the crowd of a thousand-deep shouting back to them. Nico had them on a string they wanted to bounce on. 

When the band took a break, Kaitlyn watched with the intensity of a groupie as Nico sat down on the stage and strum the acoustic guitar. His chest was coated in sweat and he smiled occasionally, as his name was called out by random audience members. 

It was only him on the stage. He stopped to drink from a bottled water before he continued. Some members asked him questions, and he answered as he strummed. 

“Can I get a free room?”

“What’s it in for me?”

“Whatever you want, Nico!”

“I need better negotiating deals than that.” He replied, and the audience laughed. 

“Are you going to perform my favorite song tonight?”

“What’s your favorite song?”

“That Taylor Swift one! I like your version better!” 

Nico smiled. The song in question was “Lover.” He never fancied himself much of a Taylor Swift fan and was hard-pressed to call himself one, but when he first heard that song, he immediately loved it. 

It was the simplicity of the song that drew him in. A song about two people connecting and reconnecting. It was a song anyone could relate, and he suddenly admired Taylor’s penmanship. 

He strummed the guitar and adjusted the microphone. He searched the audience to see if he could spot Kaitlyn and a soft smile formed on his face when he did. He continued searching the crowd and saw his parents canoodling with each other. 

His plan worked. He was winning Kaitlyn over and his parents were reconciled. “This one is dedicated to all the lovers tonight…” The crowd hollered and shouted his name as Nico played on. 

“He dedicated that to everyone, but you know it’s about you, right?” Amber leaned over to Kaitlyn. 

Kaitlyn didn’t respond. She recognized the song and felt her heart about to leap out of her chest. There was no way Nico could have known that was one of her favorite songs. It didn’t matter if he had a dossier on her the size of an encyclopedia; no one could have known that. 

It was at that moment, in front of hundreds of strangers who liked the music and lusted after Nico, when Kaitlyn realized she was in love with the man.


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Finesse is now exclusive on Kindle Unlimited!

Great news, everyone!

I chose to make Finesse exclusive on Kindle Unlimited for the summer! If you have Kindle Unlimited, go check out Finesse!



Caught between choosing me and running his empire, I knew which way he would lean. He was the most powerful man in East Atlanta and I was his. He laced me up with the finest and I never had to ask for anything; it was just given to me. 

With every corner on lock, my mind couldn’t ignore the destruction and devastation he’d caused even in his own family. My body yearned to have him and every lonely night was a reminder of what was. 

He promised he would take care of me forever as long as I looked the other way. The other way, however, is harder to look at if blood splatters your feet. 

I knew him as Cameron but the world knew him as Finesse. 


I thought my heart would be pounding and racing, but it’s not. I’m safe. I’m happy. And I’m with my man. I place my palm on his heart and feel how it’s rapidly beating, like he just ran a marathon. Yet, he’s so calm, cool, and collected. 

“What’s on your mind, beautiful?” He studies my eyes as he softly blinks.

“Are you okay?” I ask and he nods. “Your heart is racing.”

His brown eyes softened a bit, but I still see a vein firmly popped out of his neck. His face may say one emotion but the rest of his body says something opposite. “Had a tense meeting but I’m better now.” He kisses the tip of my nose and I purr in response. 

What meeting could Cameron’d have forty thousand feet in the air? “Okay,” Cameron is dropping the subject and in turn, so do I. “What are we going to do in New York?”

“Whatever you want. I have a few places I want to take you.” He interlocks fingers with mine. “We’re going to meet up with some friends later and then we’ll have the whole weekend to ourselves and whatever you want to do.”

“Sounds wonderful.” Cameron wraps his arm around my back and rubs it. 

His hands are warm and soft and I feel so secure with him holding me. I feel protected like he would never let anything come to harm me. I’ve never felt that way about anyone before, but I never had the opportunity, neither. 

“How much longer do we have until we land?” I ask. 

“About three hours or so.” His eyes are closed and he looks super comfortable. 

“Okay.” I pause and wonder if I’m really about to do what I’m leaning towards. I decide YOLO. “Cam?”


“I’ve never sucked dick before.” 

Cameron’s eyes slowly open and he just stares at me with obvious question marks behind the irises. “Okay.” 

“I’m just saying if you’re expecting me to be an expert, I’m not. I just…” My eyes look everywhere but Cameron’s face since he’s boring holes into my body. “…I don’t want you to get back to the hotel and think I’m going to be some porn star and blow you away in bed because I’m not.” 

Cameron gently grabs my face and pulls me to his gaze. “I have no expectations of you, Tay. I told you this was a no-pressure weekend and I still stand by that.” 

I let out the breath I didn’t realize I held. “Okay. I just wanted you to realize what the deal was.”

“I understand.” He pauses. “Have you ever had your pussy eaten before?”

A weird swirl of emotions course through my body. Anticipation, nervousness, arousal, and surprisingly, delirium. My head is spinning, yet I don’t feel dizzy. “No, I haven’t.”

“Would you like it if I did it for you?” He asks. 

I let out another breath. It seems like there’s no right answer to that. “Right here? Right now?”

“Why not? It’s just us, the pilots and steward.” He smiles that wonderful smile at me. 

“They could hear us,” I thought about my words and quickly correct. “They can hear me.

Cameron’s lips upturn into a sensuous smile. “I hope so.” He rolls on top of me and kisses me, tasting my mouth and playing with my tongue. My legs naturally open wide for him as if they’re giving him permission to do whatever he wants before I say it.

He kisses down my body, briefly lifting up my shirt to kiss my navel before he begins to unbuckle my jeans. He pulls them down my thick thighs and tosses them behind him. Cameron spreads my legs apart and kisses my inner thighs and rests his head on one as he just stares at my pink panties. 

My breath is caught in my throat as I wonder what is he going to do next. It’s like I know what’s coming, but I also don’t know and the anticipation kills me. What is his licking game like? Does he take his time? Does he want to just get it over with? Or is he just a tease? 

I quickly find out my answer when Cameron motions to pull down my panties and I lift up my hips to give him access. Now he sees all of me. I’m at my most vulnerable state and he knows it. He smiles at my pussy and licks his lips. “Beautiful.”

Did he just say I have a beautiful pussy? 

He motions for me to turn over and I do so I’m laying on my stomach. “Bend over on your knees.” He orders and I comply. He gets underneath me so my pussy is directly above his lips and he wraps his arms around my waist. Cameron lowers me down. 

And he licks me to glory. 

My nails dig into the pillows as I try to muffle my screams. His tongue parts between my folds and sucks on my clit before he swipes his tongue up and down on it, zeroing in on the pleasure. Cameron’s tongue is long and pointy as he flicks back and forth on my clit. 

He hit me with the head plus finger combo. One finger was inside my pussy, massaging it as his other hand wrapped around my ass so I couldn’t go anywhere. I came hard and he kept going as if he had something to prove to me. 

“Oh fuck!” I scream as I ride his tongue. He licks me deeper and faster, wanting me to come all over his face, and daring me to stop him. My toes curl, my back stiffens, and the orgasm seizes my body. 

I writhe and cry as I collapse on the bed as Cameron continues his assault on my swollen flesh. The orgasm is violent, convulsing my body until I’m out of breath. Cameron sucks on my clit again and I come again, screaming his name. 

Cameron moved from underneath me and his weight left me. My body already missed him, but I didn’t have to wait for long. I looked over and saw Cameron get a condom out of the nightstand. He quickly removed his jeans and breath leaves me as I stare down at his cock. 

He’s not a massive guy, but he’s thick, long, and beautiful. His body is completely streamlined, and he’s actually much more muscular than I thought he would’ve been. He’s perfect, really. 

He sheaths his hardened cock and climbs on the bed. Lust is written all over his face. His brown eyes darkened and I could tell Cameron was doing everything to remain in control. “I’ll be gentle and I’ll go slow at first.” It’s a warning. 

I quickly remove my shirt and bra and spread my legs. Something animalistic comes out of me and I feel my heart pounding against my chest. I want to feel all of Cameron, make him lose control as he did with me. I want to own his body and his soul. 

He spread himself on top of me and opened my legs. I’m pinned underneath him, trapped. I don’t want to go anywhere. I want to see what this man can do. I want him to own this pussy like it was made for him. 

Cameron softly kisses me before he rams into me, balls-deep to the hilt. I gasped. He was thick, big, and so fucking deep inside me. My pussy quivers along the length of his cock, relishing him as Cameron fills me. 

“Damn it, Tay.” He leans down and touches my forehead with his. He takes a couple of swallows and thrusts deep inside me. Pleasure flowed through my body with each thrust as he groaned my name and claimed me as his. 

We stole kisses from each other between moans. His hands and fingers were all over my body, grabbing my hips, pinching my nipples, and interlocked with my fingers. His eyes focused on me, encouraging me to come again and release everything to him. 

Sweat coated our bodies as we rocked together. I felt another orgasm approaching as my pussy tightened around his cock, encouraging Cameron to fuck me deeper than before. My body tightened and I felt the coils of an orgasm approaching. I wanted to put it off but I didn’t know how much longer. 

“Come, Taylor.” Cameron ordered. “I want you to come all over my dick.”

My back arched off the bed as I came with a loud cry and slammed back down. Cameron thrust harder inside me, slamming his hips against mine before he emptied into the condom. 

Cameron collapsed on top of me and gently kissed me as our bodies wrapped around each other in an entangled mess. I don’t know how long we’ve laid like that. All I do know I didn’t want to let Cameron go ever. 

“I only told you I didn’t know how to suck dick,” I whispered to him. 

Cameron softly laughed and kissed me. “There’ll be a lesson for that later.” 

Finesse is exclusively available on Amazon for the summer.

Wifey (Finesse #2) is available everywhere.

A Boy is a Gun (Finesse #3) will be out this fall.

I should probably update the cover about it being the conclusion, lmaoooooo.

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#TeaserTuesday: War #contemporary #romance

“Eli’s girlfriend called me,” Faith began as she stirred her chai tea, “she wants to come in to get her braids done.” She glanced up at her mother.

Amy softly raised an eyebrow. “Okay. How do you feel about that? Does Eli know about it?”

“I’m assuming he does. I don’t know, he refuses to talk to me still.” Faith tried to shrug off the hurt. Faith was pretty sure he blocked all of her numbers because whenever she called him, it went straight to voicemail. Any return calls from Eli were handled through his attorney. “So, it’s interesting his girlfriend wants to see me. There are so many hairstylists in Harlem and she can get her hair braided by any of them.”

“But you know why she chose you, right?” Amy pressed. “Erica’s a smart woman and she knows what she’s doing. Did you speak to her?”

“She personally called me. She was as sweet and likeable as before. Like, ugh…” Faith chuckled. “I wish I could hate her but I can’t. She’s not some ghetto bird like Simone was.” She briefly looked up at the ceiling. “Erica’s a good girl. She’s a great woman. I just…” She let out another sigh. “…I hate she’s with my ex-husband.”

“But why do you care, Faith?” Amy asked. “You’re with that basketballer…Jeremy’s his name, right? He seems like a nice guy.”

Jeremy was going to be in town for a couple of days. Faith was going to leave with him to spend a few days in Los Angeles. “He is. Jeremy’s a great guy.”

Amy reached over and grabbed her daughter’s hand. “Talk to me, Faith Marie. What’s going on? This is beyond Erica calling you up to get her hair done.”

Faith’s eyes threatened tears. “I pushed Eli to hate me. After he apologized for everything and was seemingly husband of the year, I still wouldn’t forgive him. He asked for DNA tests for all of the kids and I just lost it. I can understand E.J., but for Nate and Aubri?” She softly shook her head. “It’s like he doesn’t trust me at all. He was the one that stepped out and yet I’m the one still being punished.”

“Are you?” Amy softly countered. “Faith, you admitted you still talked to Darren while you were pregnant. Eli found out things about your relationship through the press, hun. You weren’t forthcoming about any of it and you still held a grudge against him for his affair. How much longer do you want to hold a grudge before you realize you’re the only one suffering while the other person moved on?”

“I’m not holding a grudge,” Faith met eyes with her mother, “I’m moving to L.A.”

Amy read her daughter’s eyes. Something about them changed for the worst. They used to be filled with love, hope, and maybe a bit of defiantness. Now she seemed glossy-eyed and stone cold.

Faith had always liked material things but she seemed increasingly boastful about what she owned and acquired. She spent more time away from her salon, and away from Harlem, while she traversed with Jeremy’s friends and family.

When Eli finally left Faith for good, it spurned something inside the young woman that Amy couldn’t pinpoint. Faith used to quote the Bible and lean on Him during all times. Now she barely showed up in church. When she did go, her skirts and dresses barely covered her.

That wasn’t the worse of it. Amy heard a whisper Faith might have been messing with the nose candy but she didn’t want to believe it. Seeing how thin her daughter had become – Faith didn’t look like she weighed a hundred pounds – Amy wondered what else was her daughter hiding.

“How long has this been in the works?”

“Just recently,” Faith blurted, “Jeremy wants me to move to L.A. with him.”

Faith never liked Los Angeles and preferred Harlem no matter where she went. Amy knew she wasn’t going to survive very long there – literally. “And the children?” Amy asked. “How does Eli feel about this?”

“I don’t care,” Faith shrugged, “I guess his attorney will let me know how it goes.”

Faith wasn’t just holding a grudge against Eli; she was effectively punishing him for leaving her. What better way to do that than by moving across the country and taking the children with her.

Amy remembered what the D’Amatos did to Simone and Darren and feared they would act the same – if not worse – towards her daughter. It was Amy’s cue to intervene before things became worse between them. “Okay, Faith.”


Makes you wonder what the D’Amatos did to Simone and Darren, doesn’t it?

War will be out later this spring. Release date and possible pre-order information will be available soon.

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#TeaserTuesday: Zaddy (Cuffing Season) #romance #contemporary

“Truth is, I don’t deserve her. She was with me when I was poor and could barely afford lunch and stayed with me through the affair. It wasn’t easy on either one of us and we discovered a lot about each other; some good and some quite ugly. Even when we divorced, we couldn’t stand to be away from each other. Yeah, it was a break but it was too long, you know?

“And there’s a lot about her I can’t stand. I hate it when we’re trying to find some place to eat and she can’t make up her mind so I’ll choose something for us, only for her to complain she didn’t like what I chose. I hate it when I’m trying to play PS4 and she has to talk to me about some bullshit gossip about some people I don’t know and don’t care about. I hate it when she becomes extremely angry and cursing at me about every damn thing but the next minute, she gives the best blow job ever because she knew she was in the wrong. Okay, so maybe that one isn’t so bad.

“Honestly, I can’t see myself with anyone else. This woman prayed for me, for us, during our worst. Whenever I get criticism, she pulls out her Bible and shares a scripture about ignoring the haters. We lost several babies only to have God give us our blessings. We’re different, but we’re so similar, it’s nuts. And she’s the only one I want to spend the rest of my life with.”


I’m still pushing for a Christmas release. If not Christmas, sometime around that timeframe.

More information on the other two couples in a few weeks.

Posted in erotica, fiction, S&M (Scott & Mariana)

#ThrowbackThursday: I Need You #romance #contemporary


Mariana took a sip of wine and lightly sighed. Maybe it was her fault for holding on to the past and not being concentrated fully on the future. B. was a great man who all but asked her to move in with him. Her family loved him. Her other friends adored him. They had a great relationship and it was never a dull moment between them.

Of course, the comparisons naturally came:

Asking her to watch over the house while he went away on a trip.

Asking her to move in a short time later.

A proposal would happen after that.

Maybe not the last one. A girl can dream, huh?

“You shouldn’t be alone tonight,” a familiar voice said in front of her.

Mariana looked up and met eyes with Scott. Damn, he was gorgeous. His emerald eyes sparkled in the candlelight and there was a slight smile peeking at the corner of his lips. She briefly inhaled and was blessed with his earthy cologne.

She should’ve been happy to see him but the anger from B.’s revelation clouded her jubilation. “What are you doing?”

“I’m doing what Bernard is doing if I assume correctly,” Scott rocked back on his heels, “having dinner at a very expensive restaurant with my girlfriend.”

“You know what I mean, Scott. B. told me about his future trip overseas,” Mariana’s eyes narrowed at him, and there was no sign of elation within them, “he told me you were behind his new tour.”

“B. is very talented, Mari. He needs all the promotion he can get and I’m willing to help him with that.”

“Stop,” she was curt, “he doesn’t need your help.” Scott looked around the restaurant and then sat himself down at her table. “I didn’t invite you to sit.”

“I don’t care,” he brushed her off. He motioned to a server to bring him a drink and one was promptly served. Scott took a sip of his whiskey and chewed it, savoring the smoky flavor. He swirled the amber liquid in his glass for a short while before he turned his attention to Mariana. “Your boyfriend is passionate about something and I happened to have the right connections to make sure his dream comes to fruition. And you’re telling me you don’t want that to happen?”

“I wouldn’t care if it wasn’t you,” she clarified, not moved by his intimidation attempt, “it’s the fact you are so insistent in helping him that makes me wonder what this is really about.”

Scott took another sip of whiskey and leaned back in his chair. “And what do you think this is really about?”

“You do not want me to be happy,” she held eye contact.

“Au contraire, mi amor. I want you to be very happy.

“You don’t want me to be very happy with him,” Mariana held her ground.

Scott played with his whiskey glass. “That’s a provocative statement.”

“It’s a true statement,” she replied.

“So you think.”

“So I believe.”

“Don’t believe everything you think,” he replied and Mariana uncomfortably shifted in her chair, “your happiness is all I care about, Mariana, contrary to what you believe. I have never wanted you to be unhappy because of something I did and yes, I’ll admit I did things that made you very unhappy and I sincerely and truly regret those things. But I will not sabotage your relationship for my sake. If I didn’t want you to be with Bernard, you wouldn’t be with Bernard.”

“You may have B. fooled into thinking you fully support him but we both know that’s not the case,” Mariana revealed, “you’re keeping tabs on him like you are on me.”

“You did not have to come back to McCormick, Mari.” Scott’s fingers circled the whiskey glass. “You chose to.”

“McCormick had the best package out there and it was an offer I couldn’t refuse.”

“It was an offer you could have refused and you didn’t,” Scott pointed out. “Now let me ask you—which one of us is keeping tabs on the other?”

“Do not flatter yourself,” Mariana retorted and Scott raised an amusing eyebrow, “I wouldn’t choose a job at McCormick just to spy on you.”

“Of course you wouldn’t,” Scott replied back as Dove took center stage at the dance floor behind Mariana, “I would hate to think you hate me that much, to care about what I’m doing.”

“You are convinced that I hate you and truth is…” Mariana briefly closed her eyes and counted to ten. There was a thin line between love and hate, though sometimes, it seemed that line became blurred. The man she would’ve done anything for was the same man who made her disgusted with anger.

She let out a small sigh and slowly opened her eyes. “I don’t ha—” Mariana stopped speaking when she realized Scott’s attention was behind her. She turned around and saw Dove grinding against another man in the middle of the dance floor. She was slightly bent over, moving her ass against the man’s crotch before she stood up again and ground more against his body, all the while locking eyes with Scott.

“You were saying, Mari?” Scott’s voice made Mariana sharply turn around to face him. A small smile formed on the corners of his lips as his eyes twinkled in delight in what Dove was doing.

“Am I boring you?” Mariana asked with a jealous annoyance in her voice.

“No, not at all.” Scott’s eyes danced from his ex-girlfriend to his current. “Dove was simply telling me something, that’s all.”

“That she wanted you take her back to her home on Whore Island?” Mariana snickered.


S&M IV, Part 2 is about to LIT.

I Need You is available on Amazon, All Romance, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords, and other retailers.


Posted in erotica, fiction, New Adult Romances

#SundaySnippet: Superpower (State of Affairs II) #romance #contemporary #newadult

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Every Queen needs a King.

Briana Gooding has a lot on her plate and being a full-time social activist leaves little time for romance. When the NFL’s most controversial quarterback approaches her, she suddenly finds time.

NFL standout Caleb Kelly is known for his exciting plays on the field and his messy personal life that leaves many women thirsty to be a part of his harem. When he decided to take a controversial stance against the National Anthem, he found a strong ally in Briana. It’s only a matter of time before the activists are viewed as the country’s most dangerous couple and harassment ensues.

Senator Jay Edwards and his wife, Sanora, are making big plans for Briana and Caleb and have no qualms being their private support. When their detractors threaten those plans, it’s time to use a deadly reminder to show who’s really in charge.

All is fair in sex, love, and power.

Superpower is the second book in the State of Affairs series. It deals with social justice, activism, political aspirations, and if true love conquers all. It is an erotic romance.

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Briana was so lost in her thoughts, she didn’t realize the other bar patrons suddenly disappeared and she was left alone. Soon, several men in business suits surrounded the bar and faced outward.

Briana stiffened as she realized what was happening. Was she about to be kidnapped? Did someone go through an elaborate setup to threaten her? Briana didn’t care a weapon on her, though she briefly thought about carrying a pocket knife. Now she wished she had it with her.

“Excuse me?” She asked aloud to no one in particular. “What’s going on?”

“All clear, sir.” One of the men spoke into a small microphone.

“Sir?” Briana repeated and she turned around. Dressed in an open collar business suit and carried a swag that was only learned with age, Senator Jay Edwards calmly walked inside the hotel bar and sat next to Briana at the bar.

Jay had an inexplicable swag about him that could only be felt, not described. He carefully wielded his power and silently dared anyone to test him. It was how he became a force to be reckoned with in Congress, and the policymaker everyone hated to love and loved to hate.

The bartender suddenly reappeared and Jay ordered a cocktail. Once the bartender returned with Jay’s drink, Jay calmly slid an Ulysses Grant towards the man, who quickly left.

Briana was impressed. Upon further research of Jay, his wealth matched his power. His parents’ net worth was around 600 million but Jay’s own wealth was around 400 million. He and a business partner made a lot of money from their winery, along with other businesses where he was a silent investor. It was heavily rumored his wife, Jessica, was a billionaire in her own right but no one could ever confirm the information.

If Briana assumed correctly, no one could confirm anything because the Edwards purposely made it difficult for anyone to find out more than they needed to know. “Hello, Senator.”

“I love it when you call me Senator,” Jay smiled at her. “How are you, Briana?”

“I’m very well,” she took a sip of wine, “I didn’t know Secret Service protected senators,” Briana glanced around.

“By Executive Order of the President,” Jay answered. He took another sip of whiskey and swirled the sweet honey liquor around in his mouth. “The last two Presidents made sure I was under protection and I’m pretty sure this upcoming one will do the same.”

Briana read between what Jay said. It was clear he was dangerous and valuable. The question was who would benefit the most from Jay’s knowledge? “You have that much dirt on everyone?”

“I don’t have any dirt on anyone,” Jay replied, his deep baritone comforting Briana’s ears. “I just make good on promises.”

“Promises of what?” She asked.

“Whatever I want them to be,” his eyes cut at her and a quick glance he eyed her attire from her feet to her earrings. She wore jeans, a black sweater, and boots. Her locs were pulled into a loose bun at the back of her neck and she went make-up free. She looked wonderful and smelled like honey and chai.

His cobalt blue eyes smoldered with a hint of sensuality and flickered with power. “And I never break a promise.”


Superpower is going to be a full-fledged novel so the release date will be pushed back a little. I will have the first three chapters or so on wattpad, hopefully, by the end of this week.

Superpower will be available everywhere (and in print!) on a release date TBA.


Posted in New Adult Romances

#ManicMonday: Scoring Chance (Breakaway V) #newadult #contemporary #romance

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How do you art?

The camera panned to an image of Sydney, slowly painting an image of four black women in various hairstyles – an Afro, long hair, short hair, and braids. An image across the screen titled the image as “Sisterhood.”

I become my art. I like to feel the textures, the colors, and smell the surface. I like to hear it.

The camera panned to Sydney pressing her ear to the canvas.

My art speaks to me. It tells me what I should next. It tells me what to feel. If I don’t feel it, neither can you.

The next image was the jaw-dropper – Dean approached Sydney from behind and the couple began kissing. He kissed her all over her body and hoisted her against a different canvas. They began to move together in unison as they both gasped and clutched each other.

The scene was cut by an image of Sydney in front of a beach, sipping a drink out of a coconut. The next image was of her singing karaoke in front of a crowd and a homemade video of her and Dean kissing, which was spliced with another erotic image of Sydney riding Dean on their sofa.

It was clear the couple were having sex, though no images below the waist were seen. Instead, it looked like a hot scene from a PG-13 movie.

Their wedding rings were clearly shown.

The last scene was a time-lapse video of Sydney painting a new picture of now-infamous footballer Caleb Kelly, who protested against the National Anthem. It was Caleb kneeling in front of the American flag, wearing his football uniform. Behind the flag were images of the United States’ dirty history – the Native American genocide, the Japanese interment camps, African slavery, Jim Crow laws, sundown towns, anti-immigration, and Islamophobia.

The caption read, “#NeverForget.”

So let me ask you…how do you art?


Scoring Chance is available NOW! Click here for details.

Book 6 in the Breakaway series will be out in a few months.

Posted in erotica, fiction, New Adult Romances

#ThursdaySnippet: State of Affairs II

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“I sat down because I don’t believe in what the flag stands for. Think about it. The Declaration of Independence was written in 1776. The Star-Spangled Banner was composed in 1814. But the Emancipation Proclamation didn’t happen until 1863. So, who was the independence for? Who was the Star-Spangled Banner written for? Not for me. Not for my ancestors. It doesn’t apply to any minority group here.

“Now, if I lose endorsements and I get hate mail, then it only proves what I did was right and I stood up for what I believe in. I’m not disrespecting the troops. I’m merely invoking my First Amendment right. If everyone else can, why not me?”

Senator Jay Edwards turned off his TV and stared blankly at the dark screen. His Facebook page was full of comments, demanding he say something. His phone rang off the hook all morning. He couldn’t even enjoy watching SportsCenter without the commentators pretending they were fake woke so they could sound intelligent for everyone else.

Jay loved it.

Famed NFL quarterback and reigning Super Bowl champion, Caleb Kelly, made a controversial protest against the American flag. It couldn’t have come at a worst time. It couldn’t have come at a better time.

In the current political climate of the country, it was no surprise the reaction was deeply divided. Other athletes came out to shame Caleb, while many celebrities supported him. What was more astounding was the number of veterans who also had his back.

As Jay’s MO, he always waited until he received more information before making any type of statement. It was why he was admired; he never became extremely angry and jumped in so he could be a trending topic.

Now that Caleb had the nation’s attention, it was time for Jay to make his move. He was pretty sure the star athlete would not say a word to him. Caleb was pretty adamant on how he really felt about anything conservative and Republican based on his IG feed.

It was time to use another approach.

“So, what do you think?” Sanora asked as she walked into the study. She showed her husband Caleb’s speech as she was rather fascinated by it.

Jay revealed a cunning smile. “I think we just found Briana’s soul mate.”


State of Affairs II will be out later this month.