Crave the Rose

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My New Adult romance, Crave the Rose, releases early on Valentine’s Day! Check it out on Amazon and Goodreads. Here’s a teaser:


Rolling fields slant toward the sea until the grass breaks away into white cliffs of chalk. The water below the cliffs glimmers pewter. It’s nothing like the golden beaches of Los Angeles, but home is an ocean away.
“Let’s go swimming,” I say.
He gives me a crooked smile. “You brought a swimsuit?”
“Hell no. I want to go skinny dipping.”
His eyes smolder. He has more of an imagination than I gave him credit for, which isn’t helping his boner in the slightest. “There’s nobody on the beach in the rain.” I love how logical he has to be about everything.
“Do it. You know you want to see me naked and wet.”
With a laugh, Bram turns onto a road and follows it to the sea. He pulls off in the grass. We’re at a crack in the chalk cliffs, a narrow footpath leading down to the gray sand below. It’s not too far of a climb down.
Before the engine quiets, I unbuckle my seatbelt and jump into the rain. I’m getting wet anyway, so I wriggle out of my clothes and toss them into the Audi. I’m down to my bra and underwear when I see Bram staring at me.
He licks his lips as I strip naked. “Damn, you have dangerous curves.”

Dieselpunk teaser

Shadows of Asphodel comes out next month, if all goes according to plan! (And believe me, that plan includes me biting my nails.) To whet your appetite for dieselpunk romance, here’s a teaser from Chapter 3 of the book, starring Wendel the (charming bastard) necromancer and Ardis the (stoic badass) mercenary.


Wendel stood, his face only inches from her own. The smoldering in his eyes made her mouth go dry. He didn’t smell like blood and death, as she had expected, but like rain on pines. The train swayed along a curve in the tracks, and she gripped the table beneath the windows, afraid she would lean on him.
“I promised you,” he whispered, “that I would repay my debt to you. I owe you the courtesy of saving your life in return.”
She didn’t blink. “And after you save my life?”
“After?” He furrowed his brow. “What do you mean?”
“Will you turn on me, and kill me in my sleep?”
His eyebrows shot skyward. “Why?”
“I have no reason to trust you,” she said, through gritted teeth.
“Then I will earn your trust.” He met her gaze. “Will you let me do that?”

Shadows of Asphodel teaser

I got to see the cover art for Shadows of Asphodel, and I spent a good amount of time dancing the Victorious Author Dance around my apartment.


I will be orchestrating a proper cover reveal soon, but until then, I want to share a teaser of the cover art. Because I’m not really mean.

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I also revised the blurb for Shadows, so here it is in all its shiny glory:

1913. The death of the Belle Époque and the brink of the Great War.

Outlawed in America, armed with only an antique sword, Ardis just wants to do her job. As a mercenary, she works to keep the peace in Transylvania. Truthfully, this kind of peacekeeping involves beheading rebels who oppose the empire of Austria-Hungary. It shouldn’t be too hard—gunpowder has been useless ever since the archmages of Vienna cursed the entire continent of Europe with the Hex.

But Ardis never expected to find an unarmed gentleman bleeding out on the battlefield: Wendel, who manages to be a charming bastard even on the verge of death. And she certainly never expected him to revive the dead to fight for him. Wendel is a necromancer. He can’t die unless Ardis wants him to return as a monster—or so she has heard. Afraid to find out, she saves his life.

When Wendel swears fealty to Ardis, they forge an uneasy alliance underscored with sexual tension. Together, they confront rebels, assassins, and a conspiracy involving the military secret of Austria-Hungary: robotically-enhanced soldiers built by the inventor of the diesel engine, Rudolf Diesel himself. But as Ardis starts to fall for Wendel, she realizes the scars from his past run more deeply than she ever imagined. Only Ardis can stop the necromancer before his thirst for revenge destroys him and everyone else around him.