Blog Tour: Beautiful Bounty by MJ Nightingale

Beautiful Bounty

MJ Nightingale

Release Date: November 28, 2014

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Synopsis

Ronnie Sears has a college degree, a promising future, a boyfriend, and a plan. But, her perfect life comes crashing down around her in the blink of an eye. Arrested, framed for drug smuggling, and facing years behind bars, Ronnie sees no choice but to run. Only she can prove her innocence.

Nikko Marino is a sexy, devastatingly charming bounty hunter. His job, as told to him by his older brothers, is to keep an eye on the curvaceous blonde. Make sure she doesn't run. But what his brothers don't know is that he and Ronnie have a past. He and the Ice Princess are more than mere passing acquaintances. She makes his blood burn, and he knows how to warm up this woman.

Nikko wants to prove himself, but this beauty might just take him down. With his reputation on the line, will Nikko, the hot-blooded youngest Marino, fall for this temptress? Will he be able to protect this beautiful bounty from herself, from the man who framed her, but most importantly can he protect his heart?

Beautiful Bounty is the first book in The Bounty Hunters - The Marino Bros.
Suspenseful, erotic, and romantic, these books are packed with passion, sex and characters you will love. What more could you want?
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Excerpt #1 

“Seriously Nikko.” She rolled her eyes at him, just shook her head, and began to fiddle with the wrapping on her straw.  She popped it into the top of the Styrofoam container, and then took a sip of her strawberry milkshake, a long one.
He watched her curiously.  He knew he had been flirting, but only to make her jealous, and realize what she missed out on last summer by running from him.  He began to peel the paper off of his own straw when she finally came up for air. He wished those lips were sucking something else.  His cock was enjoying the thought immensely.  He was grateful the table was hiding his powerful erection.
As Ronnie took another pull on the straw she saw Nikko squirm on the seat uncomfortably as he tried to get his straw unwrapped.  “Oh yes!” she whispered huskily and licked her lips.  She put the straw back in her mouth to suck a little more of the frothy, creamy concoction into her mouth. Two, could play his game, she thought, as his jaw hit the dirt.  She could make more out of her enjoyment of the milkshake than she really felt and give him a little dose of his own medicine.  She released the straw and then darted out her tongue to lick the tiny bubble of ice cream that appeared on top. Nikko jammed his straw into his own mouth and looked at her fiercely.  Smiling and then ignoring him, she popped the straw back into her mouth sucking greedily.
Nikko’s mouth dropped at the sight of Ronne’s lips on the straw, sucking.  And her words practically had him shoot a load like he was a teenaged boy again.  His blood was pumping in his veins. The wrong veins, or maybe the right ones. He felt his cock in his pants stir against the constraints.  The second, no maybe third time that day, she’d made him harder than the Rock of Gibraltar.  He shifted on the wooden seat uncomfortably. His balls would be blue in no time if she continued her little sensuous torment much longer.  He knew what she was doing, but that didn’t, couldn’t stop his reaction to it.
He finally took another sip of his own drink needing the coolness of it to tame the flames she was fanning.  It was good.  “Oh yes,” he teased her back saying it breathily.  “So good!” he purred and went in for another sip.
They exchanged glances over their straws and then both of them couldn’t help themselves, they burst out laughing simultaneously.
They laughed, and for Ronnie it felt good.  It was the first time she had laughed in days, and had not thought about all the things she had to face.  For Nikko, it was startling.  He realized he loved her laugh, and would like to hear her do that more often.  Like last summer, he realized there was something about this girl who made him want more than just a roll in the hay.  But, he couldn’t think of that now.

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Excerpt #2

Ronnie knew she was drunk because this was just feeling so good. She needed to stop him. But somehow she couldn’t. He smelled so damn good. The cologne, the sea breeze, the wind, and his tongue trailing down her neck had her senses spiraling. That and the three glasses of champagne she had consumed. His lips and teeth nuzzled her neck, little nips that felt like tiny explosions.  His hand slid up her rib cage. She felt the timeless exploration under her breast as he tested its weight. He gently squeezed, and then flicked her nipple beneath the thin material of the bridesmaid gown she wore. He pulled the cup down and a cool blast of night air hit her before his mouth descended on the tiny bud. His mouth was hot. Oh yes! His tongue divine as it titillated her even further. She was the opposite of senseless. She was on fire.
Nikko couldn’t believe his luck. The blond beauty had given him the cold shoulder whenever their paths crossed. But, the little ice princess had warmed up to him. All it had taken was a few drinks, a few dances, and a few suggestions whispered in her ear. He murmured his appreciation around the mouthful of the most amazing breasts he had ever seen in his twenty six years. This little spitfire with the snapping brown eyes had continued to ignore him throughout the ceremony. But at the reception, she loosened up.  Let her hair down so to speak. Once he got her on the dance floor, and showed her a few moves, she came undone and began to relax.  He liked her like this. Very much.
“Oh God!” she whimpered as he circled her nipple with his tongue and then gently pulled on it with his teeth. She was tugging on his dark hair, pulling him closer, showing him her true nature. She wanted this, and he was more than happy to comply.
They met two weeks ago at the rehearsal dinner for his cousin’s wedding. From that moment, he knew he wanted her, underneath him, on top, he didn’t care. She was every man’s wet dream even though it seemed like she didn’t know it.  And right now, she was making one of his fantasies come true, up against a palm tree on the beach in a relatively secluded alcove.  She was pushing against him, craving the contact.  There was no denying he relished it.  And he thanked his lucky stars, because he wanted her, badly. His cock had been at attention all through their dances. Now, it was straining against his black dress pants needing its own gratification.
But, he meant to please her first. She was leaning against the coarse bark of a skinny palm, on the beach where hours earlier his cousin, Victor, wed his lovely bride, Monica. His free hand snaked up her thigh. It was shapely. The girl’s legs were defined, hard under the smooth surface. He could feel her muscles tremble under her silky skin as he slid his hand up the inside of her leg. He cupped her, and again she pushed into his touch. Not one to deny anyone their pleasure, least of all himself, he felt Ronnie part her legs and slid a finger inside. She was already aroused, and wet. He began to flick her clit as she squirmed in time to his ministrations.
“Oh God, Nikko . . .,” she murmured, “that feels so . . .”

Author Interview

Nerdy Book Freak: What inspired you to start writing?

MJ Nightingale: I've always loved to write.  I have been writing poetry, short stories and books, or starting them anyhow, for as long as I can remember.  But it has always been my dream to write.  I finally was pushed, or encouraged, by my friend Chelle Bliss into giving it another go.  Five books later, I have found my new calling. I love weaving tales, and taking readers on a ride that has lots of twists and turns.  Expect the unexpected.

NBF: What is your all time favorite author? 

MJ: My all time favorites and Lindsay Sands and Eloisa James for romance. 

 NBF: If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go and why? 

MJ: I've travelled extensively, but have never been to Asia, so I would love to go their next. I love history and learning about new cultures and would love to immerse myself in something new.

 NBF: If you could Fangirl over anyone living or dead who would that be? 

MJ: I'd love to have met Sylvia Plath and encouraged her not to do it.  If you know of her, you will know what this means.  She was a great talent and we lost too soon.

 NBF:What is the one question you get asked that you hate the most? ;) 
MJ:Hm, good question.  I really can't think of one. 

About the Author

MJ Nightingale has spent over two decades teaching students how to write, and now she is doing it herself.  Originally from Canada, she graduated from University with her Bachelor of Arts and then went on to get her Bachelor of Education Degree in Secondary Education. 

            Reading has been a part of her life since she was a child. She has been an avid lover of classical English and American literature, but romance has always held a special place in her heart.  She devours historical romance novels all summer long, and any type of fiction; thrillers, crime, suspense, and drama.  This is her second published book, and she has one more book, Afraid to Hope, coming out in in the summer of 2014.  All three, Fire In His Eyes, Afraid to Love and Afraid to Hope, are erotic romance standalone novels and are part of her Secrets & Seduction Series.

            She is also working on a new series The Bounty Hunters for 2015.

            She currently lives in Florida, where she continues to teach, with her wonderful husband of nine years, and her sons.  She plans on pursuing her writing career full time very soon.

REVIEW
5 STARS
What can I say other then this book was hard for me to put down. I was lucky to get a ARC of Beautiful Bounty and I devoured it as soon as MJ sent it to me. Nikko is just a great character and I fell in love with him and Ronnie that girl is one lucky chick for instance "I need to see it, Ronnie. Look at me when you come undone. It's me making you come, baby," favorite quote I swear makes me all tingly lol.
Then this one had me laughing, "If she's got to stick her tongue down his throat, if she's got to grab his cock, and moan to get this shit done today, she's doing it,"
MJ has hooked me with her words since her first book Fire in His Eyes and I've loved everything she has written since, this new series I already know is going to be amazing and I can't wait to get book 2 and I'm gonna need me a paperback for my collection MJ ;)
A definite must read book so what are you waiting for 1 click you won't regret it!!!!

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**MJ Nightingale would love to hear from her readers.  She can be reached at authormjnightingale@gmail.com

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Cover Reveal: An Unexpected Forever By: Kaydee Mavericks

Release Date December 30th

Hunter     

Three years ago I thought my world had completely fallen apart. I’ve been living day to day for my daughter, never really focusing on myself.

The day that I walked into that room and saw Kali was the day my life changed. She completely tipped my world upside down and I’m just not sure if my heart can take it. 

She was unexpected and it scared the living daylights out of me.

Kali

I thought I had gotten out.

I was wrong. 

When he came for me i thought my life was over. I never considered him coming back would change my life forever. I never dreamed what he did to me would lead me towards a man who would cherish and love me for me.

When you think your life is over and you don’t see a future, all you can do is live day by day, only to hope that one day the unexpected will come and make it all right.

Hunter was my unexpected.

Can Hunter and Kali push forward after their pasts have consumed them for so long? 

Or will the unexpected be too much for them to bare?

Will they get their Unexpected Forever?

Prologue

HUNTER

Today was the day that would change our lives forever. Our little girl was making her entrance into the world. Rushing into the hospital with Jana by my side, both of us can’t stop smiling, knowing this is it.

“Excuse me.” Taking a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. “My wife is in labor, we need some help.” I grab the first nurse I see.

 “Of course. Let me grab a wheelchair and I’ll take you right on up.” She says, smiling sweetly at the two of us.

Once we are placed in the maternity room, her doctor comes in, “Let’s check and see how many centimeters you’re dilated, Jana.”

The look on the doctor’s face scares me as he makes his way back over to Jana after putting on his gloves.

“What’s wrong, doc?” Taking a deep breath trying to calm my nerves. After everything that we have been through trying to conceive, I don’t know if I can handle any bad news right now.

“Nothing at all, looks like your little girl is ready to make her entrance into the world. Jana, are you ready to push?”

“YES!” She screams along with making a grunting sound, and I know she’s more than ready.

“Alright then, let’s meet your little girl.” The doc says smiling.

After about an hour of pushing, a lot of screaming, I see that Jana is getting tired and something just doesn’t feel right to me. Nothing seems to be helping her through the pain. When she looks up at me her face is heartbreaking, my wife’s in pain and there isn’t a damn thing I can do to help her.

“Come on honey, a few more pushes and let’s meet our baby girl.” Trying to calm her nerves and help her through this any way I can.

After a few more pushes while all I can do is hold her hand and encourage her over and over, when all of a sudden Jana pushes down hard one last time and we hear the most beautiful sound in the world. Our baby girl crying.

The doctor hands her off to the nurse to be cleaned, and I can’t stop looking at my beautiful girl. She’s the most precious thing I’ve ever seen. The nurse asks me if I want to cut the umbilical cord and I jump at that.

The doctor tells my wife to push one last time to expel the placenta. That’s when I hear it. The most horrifying sound, almost like a blood quenching scream, and I’ll never forget it.

The doctor and staff rush around the room, announcing that she’s hemorrhaging. It seems like forever as I observe them attaching emergency medical equipment to my wife. Then they finally take Jana to the operating room, leaving me alone with our precious little girl.

I’m numb. I don’t know what to think. My bundle of joy is lying right in front of me, but my heart is shattering and ripping out of my chest for my wife.

I’m sitting rocking Alyssa and I can’t stop looking at how beautiful she is. Time seems to be going at a snail’s pace waiting for answers regarding my wife before the doctor finally comes back in.

“Hunter.” The sound of my name pulls me from my thoughts and I glance up at Dr. Steele. He swallowed what had to be a lump in his throat. “I’m so sorry. We did everything in our power to stop the hemorrhaging, but there wasn’t anything we could do. She lost too much blood. We lost her, Hunter.”

The doctor takes Alyssa out of my arms and hands her to the nurse again. I lose it. I hit my knees and completely break down, crying on the hospital floor. There is talking around me, but do to the roaring in my ear I can’t hear anything that’s actually being said.

How am I supposed to go on without Jana? She’s my life. We were so excited to be having Alyssa. I just don’t understand. We were high school sweethearts. We got married right after college and had been trying to conceive for almost five years before we found out we were pregnant. We wanted a child for so long. Jana and I knew that having a child was a big responsibility. We were determined to raise a wonderful child, or at least figure out how to be the best parents in the world. Now, it seems the dream is shattered. I can’t lose Jane. She’s my wife.

I stand up and start yelling for Jana, thinking maybe the doctor was wrong and, she was coming back to us.

“Hunter, you have to be strong for your daughter. Remember you may have lost Jana, but you have to focus on Alyssa now. Is there anyone I can call to come down here?”

I can’t even begin to think, let alone answer him. Thank goodness my brother and his girlfriend come in. They both rush to me.

“We will get through this Hunt, I promise you.” I can feel Heath’s arms go around my hugging me tight.

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Book Blitz: Hawthorne's Calm Author: M.A. DeOlmos

Title: Hawthorne's Calm

Series: Oceans #3

Author: M.A. DeOlmos

Publisher: Lock & Key Publications

 Release Date: December 1, 2014

Warning!

The highly anticipated trio is back just in time for the holidays! Engross yourself this holiday season with the gorgeous Hawthorne men. Go ahead. You deserve to treat yourself to some holiday cheer & a new meaning of Fa-La-La-La-La!

Synopsis

For some, life has a grand and beautifully wicked way of handing out life's lessons. Ocean and Lawrence Hawthorne can attest to this until they've run themselves to the ground. Yet somehow, within those lessons that leaves them emotionally battered and scarred, comes the birth of new hope. New life. 

Ocean Hawthorne is a man of action and principal. His past drug addiction and healing wounds of causing his twin sister's death has and still continues to shape him into the fierce fighter he's become outside the MMA cages. Life has been cruel to him, yet it still managed to give him the one person who gives his lungs the sole reason to keep breathing…Livie Acosta. 

Livie has been through the worst of the worst. She lost her mother to suicide, followed by her father, who was also her best friend, in an unexpected death; which only led to her own suicide attempt. She has fought all her life. Lost a lot of those battles, yet still manages to keep her head above the turbulent rising waters with her feet planted on the ground. She is growing into her own person while becoming a firm and steady anchor within the Hawthorne family. She will soon learn what it is like to be completely selfless and will be driven more than ever to rise above the demons who have haunted her all of her life. There is one thing that she will have to face head on whether she is prepared to or not. As a Hawthorne, she has no other option but to fight and conquer!

Lawrence Hawthorne has been the glue within the razor edged pieces of hearts his family is still trying to piece together. He's never met a challenge he couldn't overcome, test he couldn’t surpass, or women he couldn't protect. Livie his Sunshine was the first stranger to flip his world upside down in all the right ways, and now he has the beautiful and witty Dulce on his arm to keep him on his toes. He still has a lot to learn about his soul mate's past. Even though he is a powerful force of determination and love, he finds himself in a bind when his guilt over Dulce's past begins to tear away at his heart.

Together this new family will have to conquer the worst. Ocean will have to grow wiser in patience, Livie will have to come to terms with her mother's intuition, Lawrence will have to let the past be exactly that...the past...as Dulce will finally have to let someone in.

Will these fierce souls find the strength within each other to find the calm after the storm or will they continue to repeat their pasts, once again?

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Excerpt

Livie

I find myself standing next to a man that just seconds ago was the happiest I’ve seen since… well actually, I’ve never seen him this happy. Moments ago, Ocean was showing me a side of him that instantly made me fall in love with him all over again. However, right now-within seconds-that same man has become a ticking time bomb—scratch that he's more like a unhinged hand grenade with less than one second to cause mayhem!

Immediately, Law arrives at the door after my initial set of screams for him to hurry his ass up and help me. Moving quickly and without hesitation, he takes a hold of Ocean’s arms and locks them behind his back.

Looking at Law, I see the shock and sprinkle of hate playing on his handsomely cool features and it further confirms to me that the arrival of Ocean’s mother-pregnant mother at that-is not a good omen for the days, weeks, or months to come.

The curious minds of our morning guests start trickling in, hovering around us at the front door. Finally, someone speaks. It’s Ocean, of course, more than ready to go 300Z Gerard Butler style on his own mother.

“Who the hell told her to show up!?” Ocean flings Law off him in one violent ripple of his shoulders. He spins around to face the crowd behind him.

I look at the woman still standing in the not so safe zone as she stares at the tight and rigid back of her son. A son that is in so much pain he cannot stand to look at her.

“Dad!” He roars out as his father comes forth.

“Yes son.” His father answers calmly, knowing better than all of us in the crowded foyer that this is an extremely dangerous situation.

The pain in his father’s eyes at the sight of a woman he once loved-and honestly probably still loves-is breaking my heart with each passing second.

“Did you tell her? How does she know? HOW. THE. FUCK. IS. SHE. HERE?!”

A shaky voice responds and it’s from no one standing on our side of the door.

“Ocean, son. No one invited me. I looked you up. I wanted to—to--”

“To what Sabrina! You wanted to show up on the happiest day of my fucking life and ruin it to hell? Is that what you wanted to do? Mission-a-fucking-complished!”

As he spoke to her with his back turned she winced at his hateful words, but I couldn’t blame him for it. I don’t think anyone could right now. Ocean was hurt and broken beyond repair when it came to his mother.

He forever blamed himself for what happened to his sister. He has the guilt of having killed her in that terrible bike accident engrained into his soul. He loved Stormie-his beautiful twin sister-with his whole heart. When he needed his mother the most after her death, she just up and walked away.

I would be beyond pissed too if she showed up today like this...which she just did. I push away the resurfacing thoughts of my mother’s demise before I allowed my own emotions of guilt and abandonment to resurface and cause me to react out of my own emotional torments. When I look away from Sabrina, my eyes too easily found the wet shiny pieces of glass on the tile floor in front of me.

Immediately, they held my eyes captive. The demons inside of me start rearing their ugly heads trying to find a broken link in my still-wounded and slowly healing armor. I was stupid for thinking they had left me, that I had won.

Apparently they’d only taken a fucking vacation! The bastards were just giving me a break. Layla and Dulce found their way to me taking each one of my hands in theirs. Damn… did my face look that twisted they recognized my rising fear too?

“Ocean. I know you’re mad at me and hate me, but I am still you’re mother.”

Uh-oh! Wrong thing to say Sabrina.

Ocean spins around this time to face his mother.

She did not shrink under his hateful glare, stupid woman. “Ocean. I am still your mother. I came here to find you so you could meet your sister when she’s born.”

Time stops as well as Ocean’s breathing and probably his heart. He sways on his feet and I release my hands from Layla and Dulce to support him. He grabs onto me desperately as his body and mind fight against each other to steady himself.

I feel like slapping the shit out of this woman. How dare she say some shit like that? I look up at his face needing to see what's there. His eyes are locked on his mother’s stomach. She looked about ready to pop any moment now.

“I’m having her here in Dunlap, Ocean. Her name is going to be Stormie.”

All hell breaks loose inside of Ocean. He pushes me back towards Law, lunging forward toward the woman screaming at the top of his lungs.

Thank god Santi, Trevor, and Joseph were close enough because if not, they wouldn’t have been able to stop him in time from strangling his own mother.

As tempting as it is to let him have at her, it just isn't right. Pffft, almost isn't right.

“YOU CAN’T REPLACE STORMIE! SHE’S DEAD! STORMIE’S DEAD! I FUCKING KILLED HER, YOU STUPID BITCH!” Ocean repeats this chant over and over as it takes three huge men and all of their muscles-and I mean all of their muscles-to hold him down.

I personally had enough of this show for today. Our happiness was now tainted by this selfish bitch standing in front of all of us in all her fucked up, pregnant and shameful glory.

Ocean is dragged away from me like a two year old having the temper tantrum of the millennium back into the living room.

I step forward grabbing the door facing off with Ocean's mother. “Listen, your bright idea to show up after being ghost for so long… not such a bright idea. I don’t suggest you ever try doing this again. Ocean is a great man, cousin, friend, soon to be husband, and a great son…but he is not your son anymore. Please don’t come back here because next time it’ll be me gunning for your throat for the pain you’ve caused him, not Ocean.”

I close the door lightly in her face even though I want nothing more than to slam it shut. The only thing that keeps me from doing just that is her extremely pregnant belly.

Subconsciously, I was seeing my mom standing there with AJ in her belly in the once upon a time good memory bank my brain was still desperately holding onto.

Layla touches my arm, bringing me back to my reality. “Thank you for doing that. I was afraid of hitting her myself, pregnant or not.” She laughs lightly at her comment as if she was joking to lighten up the tension but I know the threat was real.

I understood though, I too wanted to cause that woman as much pain physically as she was causing her beautiful son, my Ocean, emotionally.

I smile at her, feeling the pain I know she feels as well. Walking back into the living room together where moments ago, everyone was shedding tears of joy.

Ocean was on the floor pounding his fists into the tile as if the porcelain tiles were the cause of all his life’s pain.

“No!” I rush over to him, shoving my way through Law who briefly tries to block me. Dulce tugs at his arm just in time helping me move his solid ass out of my way. My body crashes onto the floor in front of Ocean before I know it.

Ignoring the sharp stabs of pain my knees are tingling with, I grab both of his hands to stop him from breaking all of his knuckles or worse. I pull his hands up to my lips kissing each knuckle that are already turning red and bruised.

He slowly lifts his head as tears and ferocious sobs pour out of his heavenly lips. I shuffle closer to him on my knees pulling his arms around my waist. If I could climb on top of him I would, but too many people were here.                                                                               

“Ocean baby, this is still our day. Remember this?” I flash him the beautiful promise ring he put on my finger. “That means we get through this together. I am not leaving you. This is Livie and Ocean’s day. We can do or go wherever you want, just me and you baby. We go big together or we don’t do this at all. Will you take me? Will you take us away to start our new promised lives together? I need you to Ocean. Please.”

I place one of his hands on my chest so he can feel my heart beating for him. His tortured eyes roam over my face resting on my lips, then his head cocks to the side as he continues to study my face. Not knowing how else to reach him I cover his warm and badly bruising hand pressing it harder on my chest.

“You still w—want this? You still want me?”

I roll my eyes at him in exaggeration expecting him to have said something much more intelligent than that. “Ocean. For a twenty seven year old man, you’re ridiculously stupid. I love you Ocean Grant Hawthorne. L-O-V-to the fucking E you! Get your ass up and make this day about us. Now!”

I don’t know why I’m yelling or cursing but he responds to it. Grabbing my face as if I’m an apparition about to disappear any moment, he kisses me hard. So hard it hurts my lips, but I take his anger, his passion, and his hate.

I absorb it all for him because we drown together; that’s our rule. I wipe his tears away with my hands kissing his face dry with my newly aching lips.

He places his hands on my hips, guiding us both off the floor and pulls me tightly into him again. “You got it baby, let’s go.”

Ocean holds out his hand to Law who tosses him a set of keys. He quietly guides me out the front door of our home without saying a word or making eye contact with anyone.

As we walk down the stairs to his Range Rover, I pray.

 
Os Jesus Cristo dao-me por favor a forca para sobreviver a este mar aberto, nos estae afogandose Amen. (Jesus Christ, please give me the strength to survive this open sea, we are drowning, Amen)

Author Bio

My name is Melissa De Olmos, it's quite a mouth-full but that's me. I live in the sunny, tropical and extremely too tranquil city of Palm Bay, Florida with my two lovely crazies’ ages six and three. I could say that writing novels has been a passion that I've always pursued but I can't. Writing for me has always been my own secret escape into a land of wonders, opportunities, timeless loves and so much trouble that I sometimes wonder if I need medication for the stories that pop into my head. I am in love--no-- I am obsessed with everything mystical, fantasy, true to a reader’s heart, and fiction. It has been an enormous pleasure and indescribable experience sharing my Oceans Series with the world and I cannot wait to fill this world with more crazy for you awesome people to devour.

 

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