Remembrance is LIVE + Enter to Win!

Remembrance is now available and I’m so excited to bring you this story!

This is a spin-off of my Dirty Blood series and while it’s more fun to come in already knowing a bit about these characters, you do NOT have to read Dirty Blood first. You can just jump in here!

About Remembrance:

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She’s the cure that could save him. If only she could remember how.

Two years ago, 20 year-old Samantha Knight experienced a life-altering trauma. Unfortunately, she can’t remember what it was. Previously outgoing, fun, and carefree—it’s as if someone flipped a switch on Sam’s insides. Now, she’s afraid of everything, socially awkward, and convinced she’s going crazy. As Beyoncé would say, she woke up like this. Sam tries her best to juggle college classes, work, and the nosiest roommate ever, but behind the curtain, Sam’s life is all about keeping a firm grip on her own mind. And life is kicking her ass.

Alex Channing has only one enemy in this world: werewolves. Born and raised to fight in the supernatural military, he has become an expert at hunting and killing rabid werewolves. But when Alex is bitten and infected, he finds himself racing against a ticking clock for his own survival.

Alex’s search for a cure leads him finally to an oracle in a seaside town in California. And she gives him the reading of a lifetime. The key to his cure is a girl who forgets things, cries spontaneously, and might just be insane. And the only way she can save him is to do the one thing Alex knows is impossible: she has to remember.

Book 1 in the highly anticipated Heart Lines series, a spin-off of the bestselling and award-winning Dirty Blood series. Note: you do NOT have to read Dirty Blood first. You can start here!

“If you enjoyed the Dirty Blood series, Remembrance is a must-read!”

Available NOW! FREE for Kindle Unlimited!

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I’m giving away some goodies to help celebrate! (There will be more giveaways in the FB group so make sure to find us there too.)

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GRAND PRIZE: custom bracelet + signed swag + e-ARC of Inheritance (book 2 in the Heart Lines Series) By Heather Hildenbrand

2nd PRIZE: e-ARC of Inheritance (book 2 in the Heart Lines Series) By Heather Hildenbrand

Ends 3/5/17 ~ Open International. 
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Can’t wait to hear what you think of this story! Happy Reading!

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Hi there. Remembrance (Heart Lines #1) releases in 1 week so obviously that means we need a teaser.

This scene is from ch 6 when Sam stumbles into the metaphysical shop where she works and meets Alex for the first time. (Scroll to the end for info on how to get entered for the upcoming giveaways!)


I stopped short as I rounded the last shelf full of incense and brass burners and caught sight of who’d just spoken.

Not Mirabelle. Not female. Shit. My heart rate went galloping. My lips parted in anticipation of words on their way out of my throat. But my tongue had gone limp. My mouth dry.

He was a boy. No, a guy. Around my age. Maybe a year or two older than me? But something in his eyes told me he’d seen more than his share. Strong jawline, sure-footed stance. Direct, bold. He was staring. Shit, I was staring.

My palms felt slippery. I clenched my fists and swayed.

Men usually made me want to run in the other direction. And this one definitely had that tall, dark, and dangerous thing going on that made it hard not to pee and scream at once. But he also managed to pin me where I stood with his chocolate eyes and short, but wild, dark hair.

He had a tan, I saw, but it wasn’t beachy. More leathery—like he worked outside and couldn’t help getting sun-kissed in the process. And his pants were burly like he bought them for durability instead of fashion. His military-style boots and direct gaze screamed non-believer, as Mirabelle would say, when it came to the mystic arts.

So what the heck was he doing in a place like Oracle?

He frowned at me, and I realized I definitely should have said something by now. Still, my tongue was glued to the roof of my mouth. “Hmm,” I managed from my throat and cringed at myself.

“I’m looking for Mirabelle,” he said, eyes narrowing, brows scrunching.

“So am I.” The words were out before I knew they were on their way.

The guy lifted a brow. “This is her place, right?”

“It is,” I said with caution. I mean, her name on this place was public record but still… if he was some weird stalker, I didn’t want that to be on me later.

“Well,” he said, straightening so he wasn’t leaning on the glass counter. “Is she here?”

Granny meowed from the window seat, and I looked over to find her looking at me. She meowed again. When the guy didn’t react, I interpreted. “Granny says she’s not here.”

He raised his brow again which was annoyingly attractive.

I gestured to Granny. “Well, she’s been here longer than I have. She would know.”

He shook his head and blew out a breath that sounded like a jerky sort of snort. I stiffened. I could disbelieve Mirabelle’s claims of otherworldly spiritual energy powers and all that crap, but no one else could. At least not to my face.

I crossed my arms, temper drowning out fear. “Is there something I can do for you, Mr…?”

“Alex. No Mr.,” he said, wrinkling his nose. It made him look less like a jerk when he did that and my knees felt a little wobbly again.

“I’m Sam,” I said, trying to force some manners.

“I just need to talk to Mirabelle. It’s important,” he added almost like one would say please.

Almost. Not exactly.

I eyed him. “Wait here,” I said, and slowly, more so I wouldn’t trip or collapse, I stepped around him and made my way down the short hall to Mirabelle’s office.

Empty. No giant catch-all bag draped over the chair either.

“She’s already gone for the day,” I announced as I stepped back into the store area. I slipped behind the glass counter. It felt better this way, with something solid between us.

“She left before you got here,” he said, frowning again, “and didn’t lock up?”

Who the hell frowned so perfectly like that anyway?

“She knew I’d be here,” I said with a shrug. I didn’t bother to tell him Mirabelle probably maybe possibly would have done that even if she hadn’t known I was coming.

“She trusts you,” he said as if this were important information.

My patience was wearing thin. “Look, I can call her and see when she’ll be able to come in and speak to you. Is there something else I can tell her? Something more specific about what you’d like to discuss?” I tried sounding large and in charge as I said it. Confident. Sure. But mostly, I was just relieved my voice hadn’t shook. I wanted to cry. Freaking A, why did I always want to cry?

He glanced away, and I took the opportunity to blink furiously at the tears lining my lids. When I looked back at him, he was already watching me. Awesome.

I forced myself to hold his gaze.

“Wait. Your name is Sam,” he said as if he’d just now processed that bit.

“Yes.”

“Have you lived in Half Moon Bay long?” His expression changed to something more casual but he didn’t fool me. It was forced. He was fishing. The question was for what?

“Long enough.” Raising my chin, I stared him down despite the possibility of hyperventilation it caused me. After a moment, a warmth washed over me and I found myself studying him more closely. Tanned jawline, dark hair, sharp eyes…

Just looking at him made me feel like myself.

I jerked away from the thought, positive that completed the crazy. But it was there, all the same. Just lingering in the corners of my mind, growing bigger until it overtook my expression without permission. He was familiar.

I leaned forward. “Do I know you?”

He tilted his head, studying me in return. His eyes widened. His frown fell away and his mouth opened. “Holy…” For a split second, recognition washed over him too. But then just as quickly, the light went out and he shook his head, deep gaze skittering away. “No. We don’t— I’ve never been here before.”

He cleared his throat and stuffed his hands into his pockets. Strange for a guy who’d been so sure of himself a second ago. But more than that, my own sense of familiarity persisted and I hated it. Hated that this stranger made me feel some sort of recognition to him. To the girl I was once. It was ridiculous.

Something pinged in my belly but I couldn’t figure out if it was my intuition that he was lying or nausea at our prolonged conversation. “So, Mirabelle?” I prompted.

“Right. Could you just tell her Alex Channing, consulting agent for CHAS, would like to see her?”

“CHAS?” I repeated, brows knitting, but he didn’t offer to explain and I needed to breathe normally again.

I scribbled it down, hating this feeling of familiarity the longer he stood here. Mostly because it was one more thing I didn’t understand. Welcome to my life. “Got it. Tell you what. Write your number down and I’ll have her call you.”

I slid him the paper and yanked my hand back before he could accidentally make contact. He scribbled a number—not local—and stepped back, tossing the pen onto the counter. I wondered if he’d noticed my skittishness. Probably.

I was definitely a spaz.

“Thanks,” he said, nodding at me and turning on his heel.

I nodded back even though he couldn’t see me, glad I was done with verbal communication.

I waited, unmoving, until I heard the bell ding and the door open and close. Watching from the window, I finally saw him striding across the street and climbing into a rusty antique pickup. Once he was inside it, I let myself breathe.

Alex Channing. I repeated his name in my head, searching for some memory or scrap of recollection, but there was nothing.

I wanted to scream. To exhale. To wring my hands and demand a reading from Mirabelle that would make sense of this. Of me. Not that I fully let myself believe in magic or anything.

But I did believe in this: For two and a half years I’d been living in a fog of fear and paranoia with no clue as to what had changed me. No real reason why I’d become such a broken shell of the happy, carefree, outgoing girl I’d once been. Suffering from PTSD and no trauma to link it to. And for the five minutes he’d been standing in front of me, Alex Channing had brought me up and out of that space. For a few glorious minutes, despite my body’s strange response—or maybe because of it—Alex had made me forget whatever it was I’d forgotten. I wasn’t sure if that made him the good guy or something infinitely worse. But I intended to find out.

Remembrance releases 2/27! Pre-order it now!

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Did you know there’s a LOVE BIRDS FB fan group now? Come join us and chat! I’ll be posting giveaways and special teasers there that you won’t get anywhere else!

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Remembrance: reveal + giveaway

She’s the cure that could save him. If only she could remember how.

Two years ago, 20 year-old Samantha Knight experienced a life-altering trauma. Unfortunately, she can’t remember what it was. Previously outgoing, fun, and carefree—it’s as if someone flipped a switch on Sam’s insides. Now, she’s afraid of everything, socially awkward, and convinced she’s going crazy. As Beyonce would say, she woke up like this. Sam tries her best to juggle college classes, work, and the nosiest roommate ever, but behind the curtain, Sam’s life is all about keeping a firm grip on her own mind. And life is kicking her ass.
Alex Channing has only one enemy in this world: werewolves. Born and raised to fight in the supernatural military, he has become an expert at hunting and killing rabid werewolves. But when Alex is bitten and infected, he finds himself racing against a ticking clock for his own survival.
Alex’s search for a cure leads him finally to an oracle in a seaside town in California. And she gives him the reading of a lifetime. The key to his cure is a girl who forgets things, cries spontaneously, and might just be insane. And the only way she can save him is to do the one thing Alex knows is impossible: she has to remember.
Book 1 in the anticipated Heart Lines series, a spin-off of the bestselling Dirty Blood series. Note: you do NOT have to read Dirty Blood first. You can start here!

 

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 Coming 2/27/17!
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RISK: The Complete Series available now!

I spent last weekend at Coastal Magic in Daytona and had a blast hanging with readers and author friends. This week, I am back to work at full speed, working on things like: writing book 2 in the Heart Lines Series!

And don’t worry, you didn’t miss anything. REMEMBRANCE is book 1 and the cover + pre-order info will be out on Wednesday. Only 2 more days!!! I can’t wait!

Don’t forget to check back here on Wed for a chance to win a signed ARC! 

Until then, EXCITING NEWS!

A Risk Worth Taking: The Complete Series is now available as a boxed set!

This is my ADULT contemporary romance that came out a couple of years ago. It’s been updated with new covers and a new look inside. “Small town, country romance meets sizzle!”

Click below to read ALL 4 books in the Risk Series!

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Remembrance: teaser time!

If you’ve followed me for any amount of time on social media you know I’ve been talking about a Dirty Blood spinoff for something like going on 2 years. I have wanted to start this project but just hadn’t had made time UNTIL NOW. I’m so stoked and excited to finally bring this to you!

The cover + pre-order will be LIVE very soon so stay tuned for that! For now, here’s a teaser from Sam–you remember Sam? Tara’s very human best friend from the Dirty Blood series?

She lives in California now and is working for a local witch… while trying to stay far away from magic. I know, she picked the wrong career path! Anyway, this is a scene between Sam and Mirabelle (her boss/mentor at the magic shop).

“Pick up the stone.”

“Uh, no, thanks,” I said, shaking my head.

“Sam, it was helping.”

“It was trying to kill me,” I argued.

“You felt something.” There was an air of smugness around her almost-smile.

I brushed the hair out of my face and off my damp forehead. “You could try not looking so happy about it. I feel pretty gross. I think I’m allergic to whatever that is.”

Mirabelle laughed. “I highly doubt it.”

“How do you know?”

“Because that, my dear, was magic.”

I blinked at her, the idea that I’d actually just felt something that she deemed mystical or magical was too stunning for words. For over a year, I’d been denouncing its existence. And I’d been avoiding anything that might prove me wrong. Obviously, that ship had sailed.

We both knew I couldn’t argue anymore.

Instead, I blew out a heavy breath and shook out my hair. “Magic feels an awful lot like one too many shots of Fireball,” I said warily.

Mirabelle cackled.

 

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Hmm. Wonder who she’s talking about?? Ohhhh yeah, Alex is coming back!! If you want to be the first to see the cover and hear about this new release, make sure you’re subscribed to my newsletter! 

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Note: You don’t have to read that series first to enjoy Remembrance, But it would make it even better! Dirty Blood (book 1) is FREE!

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Teaser & flash giveaway: Guarded By The Alpha

To celebrate Guarded By The Alpha AUDIO release, I’m offering a signed paperback up for grabs!!

Teaser: Meet Del Santoni… who may or may not be attracted to her high school crush–the same man possibly trying to kill her now….

“She sneered at the sight of Zac Armsford looking down at her. Butterflies batted against her ribs but she told herself it was only fear–not attraction. She’d suspected him or someone from his side from the moment the death threats had begun.
He’s a criminal, she reminded herself. A roughneck looking for revenge. Didn’t matter that he was drop-dead gorgeous or like something out of an old, sexy photograph from her past.”

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Guarded by the Alpha is available everywhere!

Holy crap, I can’t believe January is already almost over. It’s a blur of wine and driving. No, not at the same time, geez. Calm down! I drove to Virginia to visit my kiddos last week. And since one of them is a teenager, wine is always involved in order to survive the experience. Oy. But now I’m back to sunny (warmer) Florida and motivated to do all the things. (also, mostly sober)

And TODAY, I bring you Guarded by the Alpha in ALL the places!

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BN-Buttonteaser-4-oct-28Puma shifter, Del Santoni, has lived her entire life as the heir to a decades’ old feud with the Armsford family—a struggle that ended in the death of her own father years ago. Since then, both sides have done nothing but fight and grapple for social power—and Del’s sick of it. She’s willing to do anything to end the war—even if it means dethroning her own family.
Del begins a secret mission to recover the Maker’s Mark. If legend is true, its symbols will reveal the name of the one true ruling family. When the statue is found and someone threatens Del’s life in order to steal it, Del is forced to accept the help and protection of her greatest enemy. He is the most stubborn, infuriating werewolf she’s ever laid eyes on. He also happens to be her fated mate. Throw in a sassy human car thief who won’t leave her alone, a marriage hoax, and tattooed coyote shifters trying to kill her at every rest stop…if she survives the week, it’ll be a miracle.

Wolf shifter Zak Armsford has never been accused of being a good guy – but being good doesn’t get the job done. Mislabeled and misunderstood, he left Fort Jericho years ago and joined the military to put his bad rep to good use. Now that he’s a free man, he’s not exactly white collar material. So when his friend from Shifters, Inc calls with a protection detail, Zak is just hungry enough for some action to say yes.

Turns out his assignment offers plenty of action. Zak discovers he’s been hired to protect the Princess of Fort Jericho herself. Del Santoni—his greatest enemy and his childhood crush all in one. Zak can’t walk away a second time. To keep Del alive and the statue safe, he’ll ruthlessly use his supernatural strength, his connections, and Del’s own secrets against her.

On the run, Del struggles with the truth. Is Zak her Fated Mate – or her mortal enemy? Because it’s not just Del’s heart that’s at risk – it’s her life.

STANDALONE Shifter Romance with a HEA!