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Ok a Friday night woozy oh maybe it’s Saturday Idea * *Giveaway 🌞🌙

Because you need and deserve love. An otherworldly connection that you can't really make sense of in your mind, a mind blowing, life changing, heart stopping, miraculous love ❤️ don't settle until you have it ~if that's what you want~kind of love.  Please tell me your story ~it can be a sentence or a page~of the… Continue reading Ok a Friday night woozy oh maybe it’s Saturday Idea * *Giveaway 🌞🌙

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Meditation on moving, memories or why I still have that footlocker and my writing desk is staying

There's nothing more likely to throw a monkey wrench into a well-ordered life than moving house. Not that my life is well ordered. I thrive on low level anxiety and loosely controlled chaos. But moving is always better as an idea than as a reality. Moving is the ultimate stressor and delayed gratification generator as… Continue reading Meditation on moving, memories or why I still have that footlocker and my writing desk is staying

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What’s as satisfying as dark chocolate? A sweet review #themarriageultimatum #longandshortreviews

I can't wait to share (Book 2) #amodelengagement with you. Until then, I'm so pleased to share this satisfying review. "Instant chemistry and sex sets this story racing along, titillate and heat the blood. However, the deep undercurrent of what truly drives twenty-three year old Sabrina Boyd and billionaire mogul Vladimir Grigory is the gripping… Continue reading What’s as satisfying as dark chocolate? A sweet review #themarriageultimatum #longandshortreviews

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In Praise of Billionaires, the fictional kind at least, or why I read romance

Since I began reading romance many years ago and certainly since I began writing romance, I've had a particular affection for the billionaire trope. When I wrote my debut romance it was a foregone conclusion. My hero is a broody, arrogant billionaire. Don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't love me a cop,… Continue reading In Praise of Billionaires, the fictional kind at least, or why I read romance