No One Can Hurt You Quite Like...THE DEVIL YOU KNOW!

The new phone book is here! Okay, so it's not the new phone book. But it is Book Three in the DEVILISH DIVAS SERIES, THE DEVIL YOU KNOW!

You loved her as the sassy teen daughter of Tucker McCord in DAMNED IF I DO, now Zoe has her own book! 

Blurb ~

Zoe McCord has a crush on Zack.

Only one problem—he’s been her best friend and neighbor since she was little. How do you make a guy see you as more than just the girl next door? Is it ever possible to find your way out of the friend zone?

Zack Isaaccs has always thought Zoe was cute.

But when did she become so hot? He can’t believe he’s even having thoughts like that about his best friend. Is there any chance that Zoe feels the same way?

But when trouble is coming at the McCord family from all sides, will it bring Zack and Zoe closer together, or rip them apart?

No one can hurt you quite like THE DEVIL YOU KNOW….

Excerpt ~


Zoe McCord bit her lip, holding her breath and watching the wall as she lay in bed. The shadow of tree branches danced across the paint, created by a streetlight beyond her window. Where was he? She could hardly stand this waiting. It was excruciating. He worked ‘til ten and it was ten-thirty. The Starbucks was only three blocks away. Did he have to walk home? If she only had her phone. But it was sitting on her dad’s dresser. Confiscated.

The tyranny around here is driving me crazy. 

And all for some smartass comment she made to Dani, her new stepmom. Zoe’d been a smartass all her life. This was the first time it cost her a phone. Okay, not the first time, but….

She flopped on her side and pulled on a loose thread on the tattered end of the quilt her grandma made her. In the beginning, she’d been happy about the marriage. Ecstatic, really. And she was glad her dad found somebody to spend the rest of his life with. And Dani was pretty awesome. But still…it was weird having some other woman take care of him. She couldn’t say she was jealous, because that would be ridiculous. But she did feel…territorial.


Her gaze darted to the wall. She thought she caught just a quick sizzle of light. Had she imagined it?

Her eyes widened. Like a fairy ball it zipped in from out of nowhere, cutting through her sheer curtains, and dancing around like a firefly jacked up on Mountain Dew. She’d never been so glad to see the beacon before. Her heart sprung like a pole vaulter seeking the state record and air rushed into her lungs, expanding them to normal proportions. She suppressed a squeal and threw back the quilt.

Zack! All luscious six-foot-one, one hundred and seventy-three pounds of him.

She sighed. Unfortunately, he’d never be hers, so she needed to stop looking at him that way. But, really, who could help it? Blond hair with just a hint of wave in it, Golden Boy, captain of the football team, fabulous body…. And here she was, his neighbor since childhood, forever caught in the friend zone.

Ehh. It could be worse. She did get to spend time with him.

She jumped out of bed, grabbed her denim shorts off the floor, and hopped around on one foot, trying to pull them on. She put a hand on the bed to steady herself. She couldn’t be too loud or the Nighttime Nazis/her dad and stepmom, would be on her case.

Oh. She needed to signal back. She snatched her flashlight off the bedside table and pointed it at the window. She flipped it on and off in the code they set up when they were eight. But the appropriate signal didn’t flash back. Strange.

She moved to the window, skirting her desk so she could get close enough to peer down to the base of the big tree between their houses. Hmm. No Zack. Then she saw his light bobbing around in the backyard, headed for their “clubhouse.” He usually waited for her. Was this a good sign? Or a bad sign? She would find out shortly. Impatient, she jerked on the window. It always stuck because of a bad paint job. It made a loud creak and she cringed, waiting to be found out. After several seconds passed with no footsteps pounding down the hall, she moved the window up as far as it would go, with only a little more squeaking.

The breeze wafted in and she inhaled deeply. There it was. The sweet smell of freedom. Grinning, she carefully popped the latches on the sides of the screen and pushed it out of the frame. Tilted at an angle, it was just narrow enough to pull into her room. She put it on the floor, leaning it up against the side of her desk. Rather ungracefully, she climbed onto the rolling office chair in front of the desk, and then stepped up on her math homework.

This part always scared the crap out of her. She moved into a sitting position and stuck her legs out the window opening, scootching her backside along the desk until she was poised on the window sill. The wind played with her hair.

Don’t do it. Don’t—

Shit. She did it. Looked down. She always told herself not to, but did it anyway. The grass and bushes beneath her swayed and blurred in her vision and she put a hand over her stomach which was trying to make a quick escape of its own. Or at least the contents thereof. It wasn’t that far down, really. But it sure felt like a long way when nothing was holding you up but a four-inch-wide window sill.

Do it for Zack.

This, too, she always did. It was part of the ritual. Tell herself to not look down, do it anyway. Feel like she was going to hurl, and then motivate herself with the thought of Zack. She reached out to what she called the perfect branch….

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Hey, all! Today I have the honor of participating in a fundraiser celebrating the release of author Eryn LaPlant's newest addition to her FALLING FOR HEROES SERIES, FALLING FOR SACRIFICE! Eryn knows that there are all types of heroes in this world, so she has teamed up with the CABLE Project out of Drogheda, Ireland, to raise money in support of Hannah the Warrior Princess.

Hannah The Warrior Princess is a 16 year old girl with Apert Syndrome and has been in the hospital for quite some time and would love to get home. She is a hero all on her own, but the amount raised will take a lot of financial stress away from the family and will help them achieve their goals of adapting their house for Hannah's return and in purchasing wheelchair accessible van. For more information on Hannah, please visit:

To help you join in support of Hannah, Eryn has set up a raffle with prizes donated by authors and others. Check it out here:
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~ It Was One Hell of a Morning ~ Why Not Go For The Crazy Trifecta?~ Let Me Book Hook Ya!

Good morning! The Marketing for Romance Writer's blog sponsor's a Book Hook Hop every Wednesday. This is an opportunity to catch some snippets from author's books before you buy them.

I'd like to share a piece from TO HELL IN A COACH BAG ~ Book One in my Devilish Divas Series.

Here's a blurb to clue you in on what's going on...

"Funny, sexy, emotionally deep, imaginative, well-written, addictive. Enjoyed it very much!" -Amazon reviewer

Four Midwest lunch ladies on a cross-country road trip...

DANIELLE~When a twist of fate reunites the widowed Dani with the hot roadie she met at a concert, will she have the guts to open up to Tucker and perhaps start a new relationship?

SAMANTHA~Wild divorcee Sam discovers Kyle, the Canadian referee she met at the same concert, is in town for a Colorado Avalanche game. Although Kyle's logged some serious ice time, Sam's cold shoulder may put his heart in perma-freeze.

ALEXIS~What can save Alex's marriage when her unemployed hubby's driving her crazy?

MAXINE~When mid-life hormones make Max a sex-starved loon, can she ever feel close to her man again when he doesn't put out?

Two women whose marriages are on the rocks~Will time apart from their spouses help them weather their matrimonial storms?

Two single women who equate love with pain~Will they open themselves up to new possibilities?

Four friends~Could their destination be Love? Or are they simply headed to Hell in a Coach bag?

Now, this scene is told in Tucker's point of view, and, well, poor Tucker isn't having the best day...

Why was I suddenly starting to feel like I checked into the Hotel California instead of a resort in Colorado? You can check out, but you can never leave.

"Sam, what's going on? Did Kyle do something?"

Her chin started to quiver, and then she wailed, "No!" She flung herself on my chest, sobbing. I patted her awkwardly on the back and wondered if I clicked my heels three times, could I just go home. On second thought, maybe this hotel was really located in Beverly Hills 90210, because the drama was epic.

Yep, Tucker has his hands full for sure!

To find out what he's going to do with this mess, click below to purchase TO HELL IN A COACH BAG. (Now only 99¢!) And be sure to pick up Book Two ~ DAMNED IF I DO! 


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~ They're Back!!! And This Time They're Asking Themselves, "Will I Be DAMNED IF I DO?" ~ #ROMCOM

Those lovable lunch ladies are back! And they’ve brought…their kids?

Alex and Max revitalized their marriages in Book One.

But when Dani returned to win Tucker back, she was devastated to discover he’d already left the hotel. Can Dani find her hot roadie? And if she does, will she be able to leave heartache in the past to be with him?
Sam pushed Kyle away. But when her Canadian hockey referee reappears, will he get an icy reception? How do you change an I don’t into an I do?

And now that their kids are in the picture, more hearts are on the line. Whatever their decisions are, you know you are in for a wild ride with the lunch ladies! Buckle your seatbelt…


Paperback out soon!

~ Join Four Lunch Ladies As They Go TO HELL IN A COACH BAG! ~ #romcom

You've been waiting, and here it is ~ 

They may be on the road to Hell, but they'll sure enjoy the trip!

Four Midwest lunch ladies on a cross-country road trip...

Danielle (Dani)- is the widow who can’t shake a chance run-in with a spectacular looking roadie.

Samantha (Sam)- is the wild cannon divorcee who has broken more hearts than hockey players have broken noses.

Alexis (Alex)- is their coworker and along for the ride to escape from tension at home between her and her recently unemployed husband.

And what about Maxine (Max?)- Mid-life hormones have turned the Boss Lady into a raving sex addict. Though she is in love with her husband, her insatiable appetite is making her miserable.

Could their destination be Love?

Two women whose marriages are on the rocks. Will time apart from their spouses help them weather their matrimonial storms?

Two single women who equate love with pain. But when a twist of fate reunites Dani with her roadie, will she have the guts to open up to Tucker and perhaps start a new relationship? And when Sam discovers that Kyle, the Canadian referee she met at the same rock concert, is in town for a Colorado Avalanche game, she may find that her own broken heart has a chance at mending.

But even Shakespeare knew “the course of true love never did run smooth.”

What can save Alex’s marriage when her hubby’s driving her crazy? How can Max ever feel close to her man again when he never puts out? And just when Dani and Tucker are getting close, dreams of Darren’s death begin to haunt her. Can she move past them? And what about Sam? Although Kyle’s logged some serious ice time, her cold shoulder may put his heart in perma-freeze.

Is happiness around the next corner? Or are these four women simply headed TO HELL IN A COACH BAG?



~ Just In Time For The Holidays ~ A Sale You Can't Resist...And Why Would You Even Try? ~

For the next few days you can catch two of my books on sale for just 99¢ each! So go get 'em! :)


And did you know you can buy them now and schedule them to come up on your recipient's Kindle on Christmas Day? Fun!



JUST 99¢

Blurb ~

It was one of those mornings for newspaper-writer/photographer Hope Creswell.

The alarm clock didn’t go off and she cut her finger on broken glass. Not one to let such things get her down, Hope headed into her assignment meeting with excitement, only to leave it stunned. Her new assignment is to trail the sensational rock-star, Chase Hatton, for an article. Chase Hatton. No one knows the power that name holds for her. No one knows of the childhood friendship that blossomed into romance, only to abruptly die on the night of Hope’s senior prom. No one
knows of the ache still filling her heart.

What starts out for Chase Hatton as an average publicity trip to Chicago suddenly becomes complicated.

His manager tells him Hope Creswell will be interviewing him in the morning.

He spent eight years trying to forget Hope, and now she would be in his penthouse in a matter of hours?

When Chase opens the door to his penthouse and finds Hope on the opposite side, his heart begins beating a rhythm the rocker has yet to capture in any of his music.

The smoldering embers of their former romance are fanned by their mere proximity. Will they both be burned again? And what about Hope’s boyfriend, Phillip? Where does he fit into the picture that Hope is developing?