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Rising for Autumn Cover Reveal!

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Book #3 in the Philadelphia Coven Chronicles, Rising for Autumn, will be out in April of next year!

Crisis and danger have become second nature for Alanna Carrington—after all, as the boss of the Philadelphia Coven, she’s responsible for upholding the laws amongst the supernatural. Which means when the Order of the Serpent rears its ugly head, this time with the most powerful necromancer this city’s ever seen, she’s the one person who can keep Philly safe. Ex-Order djinn and now ally, Samuel Karim happens to be the best suited guy to help. Except he’s also the first man who’s stoked her interest in far too long, and ever since she commandeered the lamp he’s tethered to for safekeeping, he also hates her guts.

As the Order gathers the necromancers of her city and sparks a dangerous alliance, she finds herself working with Samuel Karim more and more. Hatred burns to passion, and when he exhibits a strength and compassion that breaks through her ironclad defenses, she finds herself falling deeper despite the complications between them. Yet with her city under siege and their lives on the line, the sharp desire between them erupts into the temptation to break their own rules, before the Order of the Serpent robs them of the chance permanently.

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Weekly Word Count 11/13/19

Word Count: 20460

What story I’m currently working on:

So, this is two weeks of wordage, since apparently I missed last week’s update! As you can see, I’m going steady with NaNoWriMo, though my original plan got tweaked a bit. I had planned on throwing the entirety of NaNo into Tempting Ballad, but I decided to rework the end concept of the book and the following one so that I don’t need an in between novella. Yet that means Tempting Ballad is probably going to be 10k longer than planned, so I’m going to give myself a little extra time on that one. Besides, Whitfield #2 has a due date for early next year, so I’m better off trying to get the 30-40k novella finished in November and then continuing on at a reasonable clip with Tempting Ballad. Currently I’m at 12k in Of Coppers and Cracksmen, and 30k in Tempting Ballad.

What I’m editing/marketing:

So I’ve gotten most of the feedback for Dungeons and Dating, and I’m actually through a lot of the line by line edits. My goal is to have this book ready for submission by early December (ideally by PitMad). I’m also going to use PitMad as my litmus test for if it’s time to move on to sending A Thief’s Crusade out to publishers. After all, Scrying for Summer and Captured Memories came out last week and they were my last releases for 2019. Next year the only ones I’ve got officially in the book are Rising for Autumn and Waking for Winter. Which means I’ve got to get writing!

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Teaser of the week:

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Line of the week:

The satiation flooding his bones was something new, a quieting he’d only ever felt around this man. Renn lifted a finger to trail down Kincaid’s chest, those marbled pecs glistening with sweat.

“Don’t tell me that’s all you’ve got,” Renn murmured, needing to distract himself from the way those feelings sunk claws into him. He met Kincaid’s eyes with a cocky grin.

Leo shook his head, a grin spreading wide enough to reveal his fangs. “I thought you knew me better than that.” He sank back down and pressed a kiss on his lips again. When he pulled back, he murmured against his mouth. “We’ve got all night, gorgeous.”

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Scrying for Summer Release Day!

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Book two in the Philadelphia Coven Chronicles, Scrying for Summer, is available TODAY! Join Jev and Liam in this ridiculously fun adventure!

Jev was looking for an adventure, however she wanted the usual variety of stomping out nasty fae in the city as an enforcer of the Philly Coven. Instead, handsome-as-sin Liam O’Reilly shows up on her doorstep dropping news of the worst organization of fae they’d dealt with on the rise again. Except, he’s a traitor, an asshole, and the absolute last person she wants to work with.

However, the longer they work together, the more the fire between them burns, turning from rage and irritation into something primal. And as she gets to know the real Liam O’Reilly behind the charming smiles and sexy lines, he becomes so much deadlier. Because the protective, self-sacrificing man underneath the facade is just the sort she could fall for.

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Hunting for Spring FREE day!

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Nab your copy of Hunting for Spring for FREE today in celebration of the release of Scrying for Summer, book two in the Philadelphia Coven Chronicles, on Wednesday!

Hunters are a lonely breed, and Conor’s no exception, until the day he meets Brenna. Even though she slinks in unannounced and kills the wight he was hunting down, the girl’s a mystery and he can’t get that blinding smile or those gorgeous curves off his mind. Since they’re both after the same caster who’s unleashing these monsters, he suggests teaming up, and despite her initial reluctance, the hungry way she scans him down promises something powerful.

However, her secrets have repercussions, and faster than Conor can lift his Glock, he’s drawn into the web of kidnappings and Unseelie mischief, all concealing the machinations of a darker foe—one that plans to bring Philly to ruin.

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Weekly Word Count: 10/16/19

Word Count: 23101

What story I’m currently working on:

Well, this was one of the best damn writing weeks I’ve probably had all year. That’s a superhuman word count, possible only because I REALLY wanted to write the sexy bits. Because of that, I fucking FINISHED the first book in my Dungeons and Dating series at 70k. Holy jeez, what a roller coaster. That book was such a fun one to write and made me really miss San Francisco. I loved that city a lot when we visited in 2013.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Apart from reviewing the audio files for Color of a Soul, I did little else in terms of editing my own junk, mostly because I was rocking through Dungeons and Dating. However, Color of a Soul IS heading to retail, so I’ll be announcing that any day now. Also, Scrying for Summer is up for pre-order! The other book on pre-order that’s coming out a day earlier is Captured Memories. If somehow you missed out on my bold and beautiful Tribal Spirits series, check out Forged Alliances, the first book in the series, for only 99 cents! (and the rest of the series on Kindle Unlimited for a LIMITED time only!)

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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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Line of the week:

“You say that now,” Mel teased. “But what happens when I accidentally track mud through the house because I’m a mess? Or worse, order pizza with mushrooms?”

Roxie levelled a look at her. “I’ll pick the mushrooms off, dumbass. And I’m perfectly capable of pointing out your mud prints—though realistically, you’ll never be as much of a mess as Bel.”

“Dumbass?” Mel said, clutching her chest even as her eyes crinkled with how hard she grinned. “Look at these beautiful names my girlfriend calls me.”

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Pre-Order Scrying for Summer!

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Pre-order Scrying for Summer now!

Jev was looking for an adventure, however she wanted the usual variety of stomping out nasty fae in the city as an enforcer of the Philly Coven. Instead, handsome-as-sin Liam O’Reilly shows up on her doorstep dropping news of the worst organization of fae they’d dealt with on the rise again. Except, he’s a traitor, an asshole, and the absolute last person she wants to work with.

However, the longer they work together, the more the fire between them burns, turning from rage and irritation into something primal. And as she gets to know the real Liam O’Reilly behind the charming smiles and sexy lines, he becomes so much deadlier. Because the protective, self-sacrificing man underneath the facade is just the sort she could fall for.

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Weekly Word Count: 8/9/19

Word Count: 0

What story I’m currently working on:

Still jamming out on that revise and resubmit, but I think I’m finally nearing the end. It’s been time consuming as anything, but also just as rewarding. I’ve absolutely loved working on this story, and I’m excited and nervous to submit it in. Now that I’m finishing up though, I can finally return my attention to Tempting Ballad.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Thief’s Crusade is still out on submission, and A Card of Shadows is going to join it in a couple of days, so that’s all sorts of exciting. I’m getting more in depth in edits for Pomegranate’s Kiss now, but I also have a class I need to finish writing, so that’s going to come first. It’s only been a couple of weeks since both Taking Root, the first book in the Eros Tales series, and then Hunting for Spring, the first book in the Philadelphia Coven Chronicles series, came out! They’re both available to read for free on Kindle Unlimited! Next on the horizon is in October…Forged Redemption.

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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:

Bree hadn’t felt this way since she’d drank an entire carafe of coffee out of spite. Mom told her one cup was enough, and Bree—well, she couldn’t help but defy the rules. She had been seven, not used to drinking coffee, and as stubborn as she was now. In the span of an hour, the cramps in her stomach, the raw gurgling and churning as if she downed a bottle of acid, had been enough for her to swear off the stuff for good.

As they pulled onto their street, the feeling descended once more.