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Weekly Word Count: 5/23/19

Word Count: 0

What story I’m currently working on:

Well, my pace ground to a halt this week! I had a three day convention to vend at, and then when I returned on Monday, I was in full edits mode, which left zero time for working on the new story. On top of all of that, I had a release both Friday and Tuesday, so any hope of getting new wordage out was flushed down the toilet. However, hopefully by Monday at the latest, I’ll be back into the swing of things and pounding out the words. I’m in the last sector of this book.

What I’m editing/marketing:

So, I’m fully committed to getting Forged Redemption done. I make the vow now that by next week’s check-in, I’ll have the book finished and turned in to my editor. (That’s how freaking close I am) It’s what I’m working on all day today. On top of that, Forged Contracts is still on sale for 99 cents, and Forged Futures is now live! If you haven’t nabbed Tales from the Skies yet, it’s available for only 99 cents! More news on the agenda includes Hypnotizing Beat, book 2 in my Discord’s Desire series is going to be coming out before the end of the month, potentially May 29th! And if you haven’t nabbed Color of a Soul yet, it comes out June 3rd, and Hunting for Spring and Taking Root will be coming out the following month in July!

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Teaser of the week:

“She was two steps from vomiting on the lawn, yet here she stood sounding like a homicidal maniac.”

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“Wait,” Grif said, clapping a hand on his shoulder. Dan stilled, soaking in the heat from his palm.

“Tuesday is the day I lost them. Ever since then, I’ve never done a job on that day.”

Well, shit. Dan didn’t need to ask who ‘they’ were. He’d seen the shattered glass pain in Grif’s eyes at the mention of his murdered parents. He’d heard the acid edge to his tone when he talked about what had happened to them. Dan reached up to rest his hand over Grif’s, and he squeezed tight. Those words, faint, exposed, and wholly real, gave his heart a violent tug. If he wasn’t careful, he might tumble headfirst for this man.

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Forged Futures Release Day!

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Forged Futures, book four in the Tribal Spirits series, is OUT! These guys are one of my favorite couples in a long while!

Lana’s barely surviving the loss of her husband when Tribe member Lucas offers protection from the Landsliders, but in each other, they might uncover a chance to heal.

Joe Ganzorig, Mackey Kendricks’ right hand shaman, has appeared in Ricketts Glen again, and Lucas Diaz is on the job. Except this time, the Landsliders are targeting the recently widowed Lana Bennett. Turns out her husband’s murder hadn’t been accidental—he was involved in the Landsliders and stole an anti-shifter bomb from the big boss himself. The Landsliders want it back, and they won’t stop their attacks until their device is delivered.

Lucas volunteers to keep her safe while they search for the device, needing to protect this wry, stunning woman who’s still standing even after everything she’s weathered. Despite the distance they each try to keep, both Lucas and Lana can’t deny the scorching attraction between them. However, with the constant reminders of Lana’s husband and the Landsliders increasing their threats by the day, these newfound feelings could expire before they ignite. And if the Landsliders find the device before them, none of the shifters will stand a chance at survival.

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Weekly Word Count: 5/16/19

Word Count: 5401

What story I’m currently working on:

I hit 53k on A Thief’s Crusade, which isn’t by any means staggering, but I’ve picked up the pace again at least, and that’s a thing. However, I forgot that I have a convention coming up as well as two book releases in the next week, so that’s got to switch to priority numero uno. So, the probability of me finishing the book before the end of the month is highly unlikely, but I’m definitely slated to complete it in June.

What I’m editing/marketing:

I know I was hoping to get Forged Redemption in to my editor before Forged Futures comes out, but then I realized my schedule was just bananas, and so it’s going to have to settle by getting wrapped up before the end of the month. It’s doable, but I just need a wee bit more time. And this book deserves proper time and attention to, since it’s the final one of the series. If you’re looking to catch up on the Tribal Spirits series, now’s the time! With Forged Futures coming out next Tuesday and Forged Contracts on sale for 99 cents, you can get all four books for a super reasonable price. If not, you’ll have plenty of time to catch up, because it probably won’t be until the latter end of the year that we’ll see Forged Redemption going up for sale.  Oh yeah, and Tales from the Skies comes out TOMORROW, and Color of a Soul comes out June 3rd, while Hunting for Spring just went up for pre-order, which will be coming out July 17th!

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Teaser of the week:

“Lana intertwined her fingers through his. “That’s all we can ever do. Try,” she responded, her voice hushed. “Try to hold on to those moments that flicker like candlelight with the people we care about. You and I bo

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He had a problem and his name was Grif Blackmore.

Grif licked his lips as he closed the space between them. “Funny meeting you here.”

Before Dan could respond, Grif’s hot palm slipped behind his neck. Grif’s lips descended on his, and every thought in his head simply vanished. His tongue snaked into his mouth, those kisses fast turning incendiary as he leaned in against Grif’s hard muscle, the solace in this man’s arms becoming an addiction. Grif kissed like he wanted to possess, like he wanted to devour, with a hungry strength that Dan had been drawn to from the start.

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Weekly Word Count: 5/10/19

Word Count: 1072

What story I’m currently working on:

Post vacation some life things cropped up, making my normal writing schedule an impossibility, so I settled for at least getting some done yesterday. I managed to get to 48k in A Thief’s Crusade, and I’m still hoping I’ll be able to work my way back up into finishing this book before the end of the month. If not though, I’d be perfectly happy to finish it in June.

What I’m editing/marketing:

I’m pushing hard on Forged Redemption. Priority-wise, it’s feeling more important to get this turned in before the end of the month than getting the other book written, especially with Forged Futures coming out on May 21st. The edits are going pretty smoothly so far, and it’s been easy to integrate the necessary changes I needed to make. If you haven’t gotten to catch up on Tribal Spirits yet, don’t forget to nab Forged Contracts while it’s only 99 cents! Forged Futures is up for pre-order too, and I can’t wait to see what people think of that book. On May 17th, Tales from the Skies comes out, and Color of a Soul comes out June 3rd, while Hunting for Spring just went up for pre-order, which will be coming out July 17th!

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Teaser of the week:

“Raven moaned at the sensations ripping through her, like the first splash of color on a monochrome canvas.”(1)

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Line of the week:

“Bed. Now,” Grif commanded, grabbing Dan’s wrist and dragging him forward.

“Anyone ever tell you that you’re bossy?” Dan murmured, his eyes flashing with mischief. The wry grin on his lips was one that Grif wanted to capture with his mouth.

“I’ll spank your ass for that one,” Grif muttered, closing the distance to the balcony door in a couple quick strides.

“Promises, promises,” Dan responded. His tongue traced his lips in a slow, sensual way that made Grif want to just slam him against a wall and take him here.

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Weekly Word Count: 5/3/19

Word Count: 6322

What story I’m currently working on:

Well, before my week hiatus, I ended up getting to 47k in A Thief’s Crusade! This weekly update is coming late because I just got back in from Iceland, and the next update will probably be fairly low word count-wise, since I’ve got a lot going on, and I’ve got to get back into the groove of the book! I did do a lot of reading over my vacation, so here’s hoping that some of those beautiful words will rub off on the big final section of the book. I’m only really anticipating about 30k more in this novel!

What I’m editing/marketing:

Now that I’m back, it’ll be time to dive into Forged Redemption pretty hardcore! The goal is to get this book turned in before book 4 comes out. Let’s hope that pans out. There’s a killer sale for Forged Contracts right now, since the book just came out, yet it’s already on sale for 99 cents in preparation for Forged Futures which is up for pre-order and set to release May 21st! The pre-orders are non-freaking-stop too. In May and June respectively, Tales from the Skies and Color of a Soul come out, and Hunting for Spring just went up for pre-order, which will be coming out in July!

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Teaser of the week:

“He knew too well the sting of loneliness and how over time it stole you away, piece by piece, until a mere shell remained.”

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“That’s why you do this, isn’t it?” he continued. “Because Brennerman is just one of far too many who push people into corners, who threaten lives and families while they speed off in Porsches and go golfing on the weekends.”

Grif stepped closer until there was only an inch between them. Dan stared up in his eyes, unafraid at the massive man looming over him. One who had fought and bore the scars to prove it.

Grif reached out and traced his jaw with a featherlight touch that made him melt inside. “When my parents died, I was so alone. So fucking helpless. I never want anyone to feel that helpless again.” His breath caught in his throat, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he glanced away, pulling his hand back to settle on the rail. “Look, I don’t talk about this stuff, not even with my Outlaws, though they’ve all pieced it together at this point. This thing between us—it was never about the job.”

Dan’s heart squeezed tight at the admission. The thought of that ferocious man ever being a scared kid had him swallowing hard. He reached forward to rest his palm over Grif’s. They both stared out at the city splayed before them, the winking and static lights all different shades of lavender and silver. In the distance, Lake Michigan stretched out, an inkspill on a canvas that he both loathed and loved.

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Weekly Word Count: 4/24/19

Word Count: 8010

What story I’m currently working on:

Well now, I made it to 41k in A Thief’s Crusade. This book is coming out faster than anticipated, and what’s crazy is I’m going to have to go on a week hiatus with it while I’m on my vacation. I’m at that point where it’s all either brilliant or rubbish, which is pretty common once you get past the big middle twist. One of the trickiest things right now is getting the timing right, because I’m not only working on a romance which requires tight pacing, but a heist which requires precise pacing.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Well now, I’m diving into the big edits for Forged Redemption! It’s crazy to think that I should be able to get this turned in to my editor in May. The Tribal Spirits series was a wild ride, and that book means a lot to me. If you haven’t checked out Forged Contracts yet, it’s currently on sale for 99 cents! And while you’re catching up on the Tribal Spirits series, nab Forged Futures which is up for pre-order!!! The pre-orders don’t stop there either…because in May and June respectively, Tales from the Skies and Color of a Soul come out!

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Line of the week:

“Because I can’t get you out of my goddamn head,” Grif growled, his voice echoing in the chilled air. His blue eyes flashed with a furious amount of emotion, more than he’d ever seen from the placid man. The kind he’d lose his mind trying to chase. “Because the mere thought of a moment with you has me breaking all my rules. Because you’ve got this softness the world hasn’t managed to beat out of you yet, and I’m going insane trying to get it out of my system.”

Grif’s shoulders heaved in exertion as he lapsed to silence. Dan sucked in a sharp breath. He couldn’t look away from him if he tried. Those lips so close to his was scrambling his mind, as was the temptation of crumbling against that firm chest.  Except that was the same way he’d gotten cornered by Brennerman in the first place. Grif goddamn Blackmore. For all his pretty words, he’d still come in like the thief he was, all lies and charm.

“Pretty sure the softness has been beaten out of me now,” he whispered, his voice cracking in the process. Fuck, he drowned in Grif’s intense presence and didn’t want to come up for breath.

Grif reached forward and skimmed his thumb along Dan’s chin, nudging it up until their eyes locked again.

“Bull shit,” he responded, that mesmerizing mouth an inch away. “I can still see it in your eyes.”

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Weekly Word Count: 4/18/19

Word Count: 9090

What story I’m currently working on:

I’m picking up the pace on A Thief’s Crusade again, right when I’m going to have to break on it in a week or so when we go to Iceland. It’s cool though. There are so many new subplots that I dragged in at this point, that I’m sure this story’s going to startling new directions. I hit 33k this week, which places me ahead of the curve for my monthly goal, which was to hit 30k. I know I’m starting to gel with a book when it starts moving faster and faster 🙂

What I’m editing/marketing:

And, the majority of the beta feedback is in for Forged Redemption, so I’m really churning at those edits, trying to get as much done as possible before my vacation! Thankfully no big macro edits needed–though a lot of micro-edits on the way. While I won’t have the book done by the end of April, I’ll definitely have it finished in May (before the fourth book comes out). So then hopefully before the end of the year, y’all will have a full Tribal Spirits series to enjoy 🙂 Forged Contracts came out last week, but also happens to be on sale for 99 cents! And if you are current, Forged Futures is up for pre-order!!! And the other two pre-orders waiting to hit soon are Tales from the Skies and Color of a Soul!

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John and Tuck were on Doncaster patrol. With their enemies scouting the building too, they needed to cut off any attempts before their heist. Two more days.

Which left him with an empty house, an empty bottle, and an empty heart.

His phone buzzed, and he was tempted to ignore it. He’d need to start weaning off the communications with Dan—no cold ghosting, but he couldn’t keep indulging in the flirty texts. Not when each one sliced another cut into his already covered arms. He scanned the wire and pine shelves of their booze rack, but he wasn’t in a quiet enough mood for gin, and vodka just made him meaner.

Fuck it, he’d drink coffee. The idea of going to Butcher’s Block was scrapped, not after he’d ruined that joint by taking his mark there. When had he gotten to be such a careless idiot? This wasn’t how he ran ops. Grif had always worked more like a spider spinning a web, then watching from a noticeable distance as his enemies got themselves tangled up. Yet ever since the botched Nevarra job, he and the Outlaws had been sloppier than ever. Luck hadn’t just abandoned them, it had lobbed them off the cliff.