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Happy New Year!

Monday, January 1st, 2018


Wishing you and your family a very happy 2018!

Watch for news in the coming days about my goals and plans for this coming year.

Until then…



12th day of Christmas Giveaway Winner

Wednesday, December 27th, 2017

And the final winner from my 12 Days of Christmas Giveaway!



An e-copy of Exchange of Power goes to …





11th day of Christmas Giveaway Winner

Tuesday, December 26th, 2017

There’s still two winners to be announced from my 12 Days of Christmas Giveaway!


Congratulations to the winner of the 11th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

An e-copy of Blind Taste Test goes to …



Final winner will be announced on December 27th.



Merry Christmas!

Monday, December 25th, 2017
I just want to wish everyone a VERY
Merry Christmas!  
I hope you all have a wonderful day with family, friends, and loved ones.

It’s the 12th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

Sunday, December 24th, 2017

It’s the last day in my 12 Days of Christmas Giveaway.

I had a plan for the month of December!

Christmas Music Videos!

But I didn’t share just holiday music. I also gave away one of my ebooks for each of the 12 even days of the month.

And now it’s time for the final video and the final giveaway!


Congratulations to the winner of the 10th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

And e-copy of The Perfect Moment goes to …



Todays’s music video is…

We Wish You a Merry Christmas

The final E-book I’m giving away a copy of Exchange of Power.

Exchange of Power



“Hello, Deacon.”

“Lynette.” Deacon refused to address her as Mistress, a sign of formal respect in the club.

Her Domme side surprised the hell out of her as it flared up. Not with anger at the disrespect, but with arousal thinking about punishing him for the slight. Only she knew he would never disrespect her. Push her buttons? Sure. Flirt with her? Every chance he got.

“Justin and I are just finishing up.”

“I was wondering if you need any assistance. With your sub, or to—complete—your scene?”

Justin mumbled something incoherent, dragging her attention back to him.

She rubbed his back. Deacon wasn’t the first to offer assistance, but it was the first time he had specifically asked. “The plans for my scene are none of your concern.”

She’d heard the rumors about her. Many a Dom thought because of her size she couldn’t handle the men she conducted a scene with. Others thought she might need assistance from a third party to bring the scene to an orgasmic ending for all. People had many theories about why she never let her subs pleasure her.

“I was referring to completing your sub’s aftercare,” Deacon clarified with an amused twitch of his lips.

A flush of heat raced up her face, but thankfully, the darkened room hid her embarrassment. The man had the most beautiful mouth. Full lips. Were they firm? Or gentle? She suspected that given the chance, he’d put them to good use.

“If you’d like, I can arrange for him to receive the care he needs and ensure he gets home without any difficulty. With Mistress Mary leavening so abruptly this evening, I wasn’t sure if she’d provided care instructions or not.”

“Thank you for the offer, but Mary left very explicit instructions for Justin’s aftercare.” She darted a quick glance at Justin. “He’ll be fine in about twenty minutes.” Anything more than the gentle back rubbing she’d been doing would touch on his hard limits. Which seemed strange for a man who insisted on plenty of contact during the scene. But to each his own.

She tried but couldn’t pull her gaze away from the hard look of intensity in Deacon’s eyes. She got the impression he had something on his mind. Something hot and dirty. Something wicked and fun. Looks like that, from him, or from Blake, screwed with her mind. They planted fantasies into her psyche. Fantasies of what a relationship could potentially offer.

She finally averted her eyes. She could not afford to let her guard down around this man. If she gave into her own whims, her own wishful thinking, even the slightest bit, she’d be lost forever. A man like Deacon Trisk could make her lose the sense of self-control she coveted so tightly.

Lynette puffed up her chest and sucked in a breath, drawing his eyes down to where her breasts spilled over the top of her black bustier. She cocked an eyebrow, rolled her eyes, and shook her head. “And it’s Mistress to you.”

Deacon chuckled and gave her another scorching look.

A hungry look.

A promising look.

“How come you never address me with the respect I deserve?” She needed to return her focus to Justin but found herself curious about the answer. Everyone else at the club, the owners included, used recognized protocol. Deacon never did, at least not with her. Not once since the night she’d met him.

His eyes danced in delight and his lips curled in amusement. “Because you’re not my Mistress.”




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No question today, just leave a comment. 

I would just like to wish all you a very very Merry Christmas and thank you for hanging out with me this month! 

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Winner will be announced on December 27th.