1. Cover Reveal & Excerpt: Trouble Next Door

    I’m SO excited to share a sneak peek at my upcoming romantic comedy release, Trouble Next Door. It features a larger-than-life makeup artist heroine, a introverted yet sexy IT nerd hero and a box of wayward sex toys.

    Trouble Next Door is out on November 13th!

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    Chapter One

    McKenna Prescott stared at the invoice on her phone, her eyes narrowed at the Real Skin Whoppers eight-inch vibrator, and had two questions. One, was there such a thing as too much veining on a vibrator? And two, why would they name it after a hamburger?

    Hungry Jack’s associations aside, it didn’t look half bad. It certainly had a little extra length on her previous model…but she couldn’t really blame her ex for that. He could only make do with what God had given him.

    You’re just angry because you didn’t pull the pin first. But you’ve learned your lesson—no more guys for the foreseeable future. It’s time to focus on you.

    McKenna was engaging in what she’d decided to call Operation Self-Love. There was no point crying over douchebags. Two nights ago that had been hammered home for good. Her eye makeup had been on point—a smoky dark sapphire blue with glitter and the most kick-butt set of false lashes ever—but by the time she’d come home she looked like Britney Spears circa 2007. Total hot-mess meltdown.

    And to think she’d worn blue because she knew Gage loved it and then he’d gone and tossed it back in her face by saying he wanted a classy, elegant woman on his arm. Like she was trash because she liked shiny things.

    Ugh, Gage. He wasn’t the man of her dreams, by any means. But he’d impressed her parents and given her a brief taste of their approval. His rejection last night hadn’t hurt her heart the way it should have, but it had shown her that she’d been setting the bar so low that she barely had to lift her foot to step over it. And then, once again, she’d failed. Failed to hang on to a man like Gage, failed to be impressive enough that he would want her by his side for the next step in his career.

    But what about the next step in her career?

    Screw Gage. Screw all men, actually. And screw her family, too.

    McKenna was sick of being the sore point in people’s lives. She was sick of choosing men who treated her like a disposable makeup wipe. It was time she started living for herself. This was the last time she was ever going to waste mascara on a man.

    McKenna cringed as she glanced at the empty bottle of Red Hill Pinot Noir she’d consumed last night sitting on her desk. It was a fancy wine. A gift from her parents after they had visited a friend’s vineyard. Probably not intended for wallowing in post-breakup pity while drunkenly shopping for sex toys. But it certainly explained the eye-bulging total amount of her order. Three hundred bucks wasn’t too much, was it? Who the hell cared? At this point, her browser knew more about her life than any man who’d drifted in or out in the last few years. So, she was going exclusive. She could be in a committed relationship with her laptop…and Mr. Whopper, as she’d decided to call him.

    Unfortunately, the drain on her credit card wasn’t her biggest worry. It was the email saying her package had been delivered even though she hadn’t received a notification from the building’s concierge. Those guys were like clockwork when something arrived.

    How strange.

    McKenna grabbed her keys and decided to go investigate. If she was going to spend Friday night alone, wallowing in her newly single status—again­—then she may as well have a battery-operated friend.

    She headed downstairs and caught the attention of the person manning the concierge desk. A small trolley behind him was piled high with packages, which meant the mail had definitely been delivered today.

    “Ms. Prescott.” The gentleman beamed. “How can I help you?”

    This was the one time she hated the fact that the guy somehow managed to remember everyone’s name and what floor they lived on. A little anonymity would not have gone astray on this occasion.

    “I’m trying to find a missing parcel. According to the tracking information, it arrived today.” McKenna frowned. “It’s, uh, quite a…valuable parcel.”

    God, of all the bloody packages to go missing…

    She scanned the email with the tracking information, then told him, “It says it was delivered at three forty-two p.m.”

    “I’m sorry,” the older man said, scratching his head. “I haven’t had anything arrive for you and I’ve logged all the packages that came in today. Nothing had your apartment number on it.”

    The universe must have her name on a hit list somewhere. Who up there had she pissed off so royally? Not only could she not keep a guy around for more than five minutes, but she was also destined not to have an artificial replacement, either.

    She braced her hands on the concierge’s desk and leaned forward, giving him her most charming smile. “Please, Matthew. If you could do some digging, I’d really appreciate it.”

    “Let me look up the freight company.” He tapped at the computer screen. “We had three parcels come in from them today. Delivered at three forty-two p.m.”

    “That’s the right time.”

    “They were logged under apartment 601, 312, and 110.” He cocked his head. “You’re on level one, right? What apartment number, again?”

    “101,” McKenna said, a sinking feeling settling into the pit of her stomach.

    “What name was on the parcel? Yours?”

    She cringed. “Noelle Smith.”

    It was her alias for any time she didn’t want to give her real name out—like if a creepy dude wanted her number…or if she happened to be ordering several hundred dollars’ worth of sex toys online. If the box gave anything away, she could claim ignorance and blame it on her “friend,” Noelle.

    “It’s a gift for a girlfriend,” she added, meekly.

    “Looks like it was logged under apartment 110. The shipping company must have gotten the address wrong.”

    McKenna checked her email with the shipping confirmation. Shit. Looks like she was the one who got the address wrong—clearly, drunk typing was not her forte. Great, now she’d have to convince him that it was her parcel…and that meant showing him the invoice with all her dirty little secrets in black-and-white print.

    “Uh, actually, looks like that was my fault.” She put on her best sheepish expression. “I typed the number in wrong. Fat fingers, I guess.”

    Matthew nodded. “It happens.”

    “If I show you the invoice will you still let me have it? I know it doesn’t have my name on it, but I have proof of purchase.” McKenna sucked in a breath when he frowned. “I really need my parcel.”

    “I’m afraid that’s out of my control, Ms. Prescott. 110 already picked it up.”

    Double shit. Can this day get any more embarrassing?

    “Looks like I’ll have to go knock on their door then.” And hope to God that they hadn’t opened her parcel. “Who’s in 110, again?”

    She tried to think. Who was on her floor? There was the sweet older couple with the adorable terrier who always wore a tartan coat. They weren’t at 110, she was sure of it. Then, there was a father and daughter a few doors down, a guy who only seemed to be around a week or so everything month. And…

    Triple shit.

    She knew exactly who was in 110. The only guy in the building who’d ever made her look twice—Mr. tall, blond, and handsome who had an equally tall, blond, and gorgeous girlfriend. Or was she his wife? She’d only bumped into him a few times and he’d always had this broody, far-away look about him like his brain was operating on some other level. On the few occasions she’d said hello, he had done little more than grunt a barely passable return greeting.

    Not him. Please, anyone but him.

    “Beckett Walsh,” the concierge said.

    Of course it was him. The universe was not going to cut her a break today. As if it wasn’t bad enough that her ex had dropped by her work today to “check that she was coping” after their breakup two nights ago—seriously, who did that?—and she’d had to play nice because her area manager was visiting, when all she’d wanted to do was grab Gage’s face and mush it into the lipstick rack.

    “Thanks for your help,” McKenna said.

    She headed toward the elevators, her shoulders slumping. Maybe she should cut her losses and move to the outback where she could live as a hermit. It wouldn’t be all bad. She could adopt a dingo and be some kind of local urban legend. The girl who turned her back on a box of vibrators.

    Ugh. Three hundred bucks wasn’t that much…was it? On a retail wage, it was. A few freelance jobs would help her make it up, but work was hard to come by at this time of year. Late July was miserable in Melbourne, oscillating between windy and cold, and rainy and colder. Not exactly peak bridal season. And the school formal calendar wouldn’t kick in for months. Not to mention they were in the public holiday dead zone.

    Yeah, and your hopes of giving up shitty retail work to be a real makeup artist will be all for nothing if you keep it up.

    This was what she got for “wasting money on frivolous things,” as her mother had once said to her. Maybe she wasn’t entitled to sexual pleasure.

    McKenna stepped into the elevator and jabbed at the button for the first floor, tapping her chunky black boot. Screw it, she’d go to apartment 110 and claim back her box of debauchery. Then she could start hunting for a new place to live.

    The elevator pinged and she strode down the hallway, deciding not to go home first for fear of chickening out. When she got to apartment 110, she stood in front of Beckett Walsh’s door. The gold numbers glinted at her, as if reveling in her forthcoming mortification.

    Hovering, McKenna pulled her compact out of her bag to check her makeup. If she was going to throw her dignity to the wolves, she may as well look good while doing it. The plum and black eye makeup she’d worn to work had the right amount of don’t-fuck-with-me vibes. Plus, she’d swapped out her matte nude lipstick for a more exciting wet-shine gloss at the counter today, which made her look even more fierce. She might get out of this unscathed.

     

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  2. Release Day Giveaway

    May 8, 2017 · My Books · (1) Comment

    It’s release day for Betting the Bad Boy and I am so freaking excited! Release day is always a mix of emotions – joy that another book has finally made it out of my head and into the wild. Anxiousness about how the book will do (will people love my baby???) Panic to compensate for the fact that I will most definitely have been procrastinating on marketing activities right up until the eleventh hour.

    But mostly it’s excitement ;)

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    Betting the Bad Boy is the third and final book int he Behind the Bar series and I’m so sad it’s over. I’ve been immersed in the world and these characters since 2013, when I started working on The Rules According to Gracie. I wasn’t even published yet, and now I’m finally able to give the three men (Des, Paul & Noah) of First Bar & Restaurant their HEAs.

    These books are a series, however they completely work as standalone books. So you can read them in any order you choose.

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    Self-confessed perfectionist Paige Thomas isn’t used to failing. But when a critical error in romantic judgment sends all her big city career dreams crashing down, she scrambles to find a job—any job—to make ends meet.

    Noah Reid may as well have “trust issues” tattooed on his forehead. Being raised in the foster system didn’t give him a positive outlook on relationships, but now he’s looking after his best friend’s bar for one month, and he can’t do it alone.

    Things get steamy when Noah hires Paige, but she’s determined not to repeat her mistakes and she bets Noah that she can keep her hands to herself while they’re working together. Too bad for her, Noah is an expert at breaking the rules…

    Now, onto the giveaway…

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    *nb. If the winner is in a location where a Starbucks gift card cannot be used, an Amazon giftcard will be substituted.

  3. My favourite kind of bad boy romance

    April 30, 2017 · My Books · (0) Comments

    tl;dr: if you love a fun and flirty bad boy romance, then this one is for you!

    It’s only April and already I’m getting ready to finish another series. Behind the Bar started back in January 2015 with The Rules According to Gracie and the third and final book will be released in two weeks. Thanks to everyone who has emailed and messaged to find out when Noah would get his HEA. Honestly, this gives me such a buzz. I LOVE hearing when readers connect with a character and are looking forward to their story. It makes me even more eager to get writing.

    This story was a blast to write since I’m a total sucker for both a bad boy romance and a work-place romance. Noah is my favourite kind of bad boy romance hero – the kind who is really a softie underneath his sexy, tough exterior. All we need is the right kind of heroine to come along and dig below the surface.

    Introducing…Noah:

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    Self-confessed perfectionist Paige Thomas isn’t used to failing. But when a critical error in romantic judgment sends all her big city career dreams crashing down, she scrambles to find a job—any job—to make ends meet.

    Noah Reid may as well have “trust issues” tattooed on his forehead. Being raised in the foster system didn’t give him a positive outlook on relationships, but now he’s looking after his best friend’s bar for one month, and he can’t do it alone.

    Things get steamy when Noah hires Paige, but she’s determined not to repeat her mistakes and she bets Noah that she can keep her hands to herself while they’re working together. Too bad for her, Noah is an expert at breaking the rules…

    Here’s an excerpt from the betting the bad boy romance novel for your enjoyment…

    Paige and Noah are taking part in a Mixology class run by Libby and Paul (whom you might remember from Pretend It’s Love!) and things are about to get steamy…

    She held the blindfold while trying to ignore the flutter of excitement in her stomach. Her fingers toyed with the elasticated band meant to hold the mask in place.

    “Both partners are going to get a turn at being blindfolded,” Libby said from the front of the room. “Between yourselves, pick who’s going to go first.”

    Noah looked down at her, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He ran a hand along his jaw, catching the reddish-gold bristles of his burgeoning beard. For a moment, Paige was totally captured with the idea of how the bristles might feel on her skin. Would they be smooth or rough? Would she shriek if he brushed them along her inner thigh?

    “What do you say, new girl?” He cocked his head. “Would you rather do the blindfolding or be blindfolded?”

    At that point she would have been happy to go all in— blindfolded, tied up, and held down.

    Holy crap, would you listen to yourself? This is a work function, not a goddamn re-creation of Fifty Shades.

    “Blindfolded,” she squeaked, thrusting the mask into his hands and spinning so quickly that she almost lost her footing.

    “You know, I’ve never done this before.” His hand steadied her, the reassuring warmth of his touch seeping into her skin. Her bones felt like jelly.

    “Blindfolded someone?” she asked, cringing at how shaky her voice sounded.

    “Ah, no. I meant the taste test.” He chuckled as he slipped the mask over her eyes.

    Heat rushed up to Paige’s cheeks. Of course he meant the taste test. What an idiot she was. Just because her brain was earning an R-rating tonight didn’t mean his was, too. She fought back a tremor as he brushed some loose hairs from her neck so he could adjust the strap on the mask.

    Everything went dark, and Paige gripped the edge of the table for support.

    Warm breath whispered over her ear, and she could tell he’d leaned in a little closer. The scent of coffee and faded cologne tempted her to turn her head toward the source.

    “I’ve definitely blindfolded someone before, but it wasn’t for a taste test.”

    Her breath hitched, and she was grateful that she’d had the presence of mind to hold on to something. “Oh.”

    He chuckled. “Yeah, that’s what she said.”

    Holy. Freaking. Shit.

  4. A sexy office romance and a new series!

    March 14, 2017 · Contemporary, My Books · (0) Comments

    I’m so excited to be bringing you a brand-new series about a wealthy Australian family dealing with the scandalous fallout of their father’s secret family…and we’re kicking it off with a sexy office romance!

    Book #1 – Taken by the CEO: Her first one-night stand…and her new boss.

    It was only supposed to be a little white lie. When Emmaline Greene pretends to be Sarah, the confident, sexy woman she wishes she could be, she figures no harm, no foul. Her one-night stand will never find out. Wrong. The gorgeous guy she slept with isn’t just amazing in bed…he’s also her new boss.

    Parker Wentworth has just been appointed CEO of his family’s company and is tasked with repairing its scandalous reputation. He can’t afford any distractions. So why can’t he forget the incredible night they spent together and move on?

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    I LOVE writing an office romance story. Add to all that an evil Chihuahua, a rogue olive, a pair of impossibly sexy blue heels and a healthy dose of family drama, and you’ve got Taken By The CEO in a nutshell. I truly hope you enjoy the start of this new series!

    MEET THE WENTWORTHS:

    1. Parker, the CEO and eldest child. Driven, ambitious, focused on his career. Currently estranged from his father. Now the CEO of the Wentworth Group.
    2. Ian, the playboy and family joker. Loves fast cars, jet-setting and living by his own rules.
    3. Beau, the secret child. Trying to find his place in his new family, used to making it on his own. A lone wolf.
    4. Sydney, the rebel and youngest child. Used to getting what she wants. Charming, feisty and persuasive.

     

    Here are some more fun facts about the book:

    • Taken by the CEO is a cross-over with my Behind the Bar series! If you’ve read The Rules According to Gracie, you might remember the heroine’s sister, Emmaline. Well, this is her story.
    • The Wentworth company is loosely based on a real family-run retail giant in Australia. The family, however, is totally imagined.
    • The bar where Emmaline and Parker have their first date, is the same one my Behind the Bar series is based on.

     

    EXCERPT:

    While he was talking to two men from his cyber security team, a flash of white caught his attention. A woman stood across the room, facing away from him. Her long, blond hair tumbled down the back of a white lace dress.

    Sarah?

    He almost laughed out loud. Ridiculous. Clearly he’d gotten a little too worked up over the amazing sex he’d had last night. There’s no way his schoolteacher date would turn up at his work.

    But something pulled his eyes down. The bottoms of her legs were obscured by the end of a metal stool. “Excuse me,” he said to the men in front of him. He moved toward another group, switching up his position so that he’d be able to see past the furniture.

    You’re crazy. You think there’s only one blonde wearing a white dress today? Why the hell would she be here?

    He was losing his mind. But Parker was the kind of person who couldn’t shuck a thought once it burrowed into his head. Besides, a quick peek at her shoes would confirm what he already knew: that he really needed another coffee.

    Except that one look made his blood run cold. A pair of incredible, sexy, light blue shoes made his head pound as he remembered the way they’d looked on her when she wore nothing else. Leave them on…

    Either he’d stepped into a parallel universe or something about last night wasn’t as it had seemed.

    “Sarah?”

    She didn’t turn. But her hand raked through her hair as she laughed at a comment made by one of her companions. The movement sent a shot of pure arousal straight through him. In one night, he’d come to know those hands so well, to relish inviting those hands to become confident touching him. To crave the rake of her nails against his scalp while he kneeled in front of her.

    “Sarah?”

    A brunette girl turned, a nervous smile pulling up the corners of her mouth. “Hello. You’re Mr. Wentworth, right? Are you looking for someone?”

    The group’s conversation halted as they turned to him. Sarah’s smile disappeared faster than a rock thrown from the edge of a cliff. Her skin turned chalk white as her eyes blinked—once, twice, three times. Disbelief was painted in the part of her glossy pink lips. An olive speared on a toothpick hovered midair, her hand frozen on its way to her mouth.

    “This is Ariel from Operations, Kimberly from Corporate Communications, and Emmaline from Human Resources.”

    Emmaline.

    Not Sarah, the sweet, slightly inexperienced woman who’d crashed into his life and his head. Not Sarah, who’d been coy and shy and delightfully awkward. Not Sarah, the schoolteacher who’d teased him about not wearing any panties to work.

    “Emmaline.” The name sounded strange on his tongue.

    The other women stuck their hands out to shake his. One by one he responded, until it was her turn. His heart hammered against his rib cage, anger filling his head like a fog. He’d been duped by this pretty face, tricked into believing a false name and false story. Taken for a fool.

    What in the hell had he done? More importantly, why on earth would one of his employees have lied to him to get him into bed?

  5. Sneak Peek at Mr. Dangerously Sexy

    The final book in the Dangerous Bachelors Club series is almost here! Mr. Dangerously Sexy is out on February 1st for ebook (and late January for print). Read on for sneak peek at Logan and Addison’s story.

    Like with the rest of the books in this series, there’s a suspense element and plenty of steamy tension. I had a blast writing this book and am very sad to see the series come to a close. But the book has a nice little epilogue where you’ll get to see the whole Cobalt & Dane gang together, which was my little gift to fans of the series. I really hope you enjoy it!

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    From Chapter One of Mr. Dangerously Sexy…

    Logan Dane leaned against the door frame to his partner’s office, a smirk tugging at his lips. Any chance to throw Addison off guard was not to be missed. Although truth be told, a chance to torture himself with the vision of her amazing legs was not to be missed, either.

    “I’ve got good aim, Logan. Don’t make me throw something at you.”

    Instead of coming down, she leaned farther forward, causing her fitted pencil skirt to ride higher up the backs of her legs. His breath caught in his throat when a sliver of lace revealed that her stockings stopped mid-thigh. Sweet mother of all things holy.

    Between the tight skirt, the black lace and the candy-red soles on her shoes, it was a picture fit for a dirty dream.

    Yeah, `cause the thing you need right now is another image of Addison to avoid fantasizing over. Don’t you have enough guilt on your shoulders already?

    “I’d like to see you try,” he said.

    She retrieved a binder and climbed down, making a show of smoothing out the wrinkles on her skirt.
    “Did you want something, Logan? Or are you just here to ogle my legs?”

    He cleared his throat. “I wasn’t—”

    “Sure you weren’t.”

    Busted. “I can’t help it. You’ve got some damn fine pins.”

    Shaking her head, she bent down and picked up her bag from the floor. This time he kept his eyes away from her ass. Willpower, when he had it, was a wonderful thing.

    “You all ready for the retreat on Monday?” she asked, ignoring his comment. “We’ve got an early start.”
    “Don’t worry, I’ll be on time.”

    “No, be early.” She gathered up her organizer and slid it into her bag. “I’ll need help setting up for the first session.”

    “Yes, ma’am. Anything else you want me to do, Miss Bossy Boots?” He walked into her office and placed his palms on her desk. “As if it isn’t bad enough you’ll be talking numbers at me all through the retreat.”

    “Just arrive in one piece.” Her eyes flickered over him, sending a trail of heat straight from his chest to his groin. “I’m not sure what your weekend plans are, but I don’t want you rolling up hungover and with lipstick on your collar.”

    He’d done that once, and she’d never let him live it down, though he absolutely deserved the censure. He hadn’t been subtle when he’d started dating his ex. But he’d put a stop to that soon after—no more women, no more fooling around. Still, Addison had kept her distance ever since.

    “I wouldn’t let the staff see me in that state.” He pressed his hand to his chest. “You know that.”

    “Oh right, to them you’ve got to be the Big Bad Wolf.” She continued packing her bag without looking up, her long golden hair slipping over her shoulder to conceal her expression. “Lucky me, getting to see the real you.”

    He detected the slightest waver in her voice, undercutting the otherwise frosty tone. The show with his ex had been partly for Addison’s benefit, though it was hard to keep reminding himself he’d done the right thing by them both. Knowing that he’d hurt her so badly made him feel like a bastard.

    “You’re one of the lucky few, Addi.”

  6. 2016 Favourites

    I think we can all agree 2016 has had its share of ups and downs. From a personal standpoint, the last twelves months have been a big for me. It was my first year as a full time writer, I hit the USA Today bestseller list, was nominated for an industry award with the Romance Writers of Australia, and signed my first ever book deal at auction. I listed some of these things, as well as other bits and bobs from my year over on the Lovecats Downunder blog.

    Since I don’t want to double up from that blog post, I thought it would be fun to share my favourite things from 2016…

    TV Shows…

    I’ve never been a big TV watcher in the past, I think because I couldn’t seem to remember when shows were on and would always miss episodes or lose interest. Thanks to streaming, I now watch a little more TV. It’s my fave way to unwind after the workday with my husband. Here are my favourites from last year:

    • Game of Thrones – OMG I love this show so much. I was very late to the bandwagon, and didn’t start watching until season 5 was already out. But now I’m all caught up and can say it’s hands-down one of the best shows I’ve ever watched.
    • Brooklyn Nine-Nine – Hilarious, and definitely not my normal style. But I have a huge crush on Andy Samberg. True fact.
    • Better Call Saul – this is filling my drama needs post Breaking Bad. Saul is a fantastic character, and I’ve always had a soft spot for Mike.
    • The Good Place – wacky, off-beat and totally unique. My kind of comedy.

     

    Books…

    My goal is generally to read about 50 books a year, close to one per week. While I do read a lot of romance, I also enjoy YA (particularly fantasy and dystopian stories), any kind of survival story, crime, thrillers, and post apocalyptic fiction. These are my top picks for what I read in 2016 (if you want to see the whole list, you can see my Goodreads 2016 shelf)…

    • Wrong by Jana Aston hilarious, sexy contemporary romance. I read A LOT in this genre and this book totally stood apart from the crowd.shadow-and-bone_hi-res-677x1024
    • Barbarian Alien by Ruby Dixon if someone had told me I would fall head over heels for this series, I wouldn’t have believed them. I’m not huge into sci-fi so I thought the whole alien hero thing wouldn’t be my jam. WRONG! These books are fun, steamy and I can’t get enough of them.
    • Shadow & Bone by Leigh Bardugo  Fabulous high-fantasy YA trilogy with a Russian bent. These kept me turning the pages like crazy. I read the first two books in 2016 and can’t recommend them enough.
    • Girl Underwater by Claire Kells I’m not sure how to categorize this book, other than to say it’s about girl who survives a plane crash and it’s told in alternating chapters of the past and present day. A short read, but very gripping. Loved it.

     

    Makeup…

    I’m a total makeup junkie. Always have been, always will be.

    • Too Faced Better Than Sex Mascara I’m hard on mascara – I want it to volumize, lengthen, separate and be the blackest of blacks. I’ll toss a new mascara out within the first month because I can’t tolerate shitty lashes. It’s serious business, folks. This mascara is everything – great brush, great formula, great staying power. Total winner.14520491_1804562526423874_8682631664677604818_n
    • Colourpop Ultra Satin Lip liquid lipsticks best liquid lipstick formula on the market and they’re only $6USD. Unlike a lot of liquid lippies, these don’t dry your lips out. They’re not 100% transfer proof, but the staying power is fantastic. Personal favourite shades include London Fog (Pictured) and Alyssa.
    • Urban Decay Heavy Metal Glitter Liner I will be wearing glitter until the end of my days, that’s a promise. This is glitter without the hassle. It’s a liner, but works great dabbed over eyeshadow for a glittery look without the need for a glitter adhesive. Midnight Cowboy is personal fave.
    • Hourglass Mineral Veil Primer (or NYX Angel Veil primer for a budget-friendly option) this is a silky-finish primer that takes out shine and smoothes over pores to allow your foundation to lay more smoothly on your skin. Makes a good foundation look great. Definitely a staple in my makeup kit.

     

    Honourable mentions: Tarte Rainforest of the Sea foundation, Essie Gel Couture nail polishes, Milani Rose Powder blush, Anastasia Beverly Hills Glow kit in Gleam, Chanel Les Beiges Healthy Glow Sheer Powder, and Laura Merceir Matte Radiance Baked Powder.

    Random…

    Awesome other things from 2016 that don’t have their own category.

    • Lapsang Souchong tea – I’m a sucker for anything smoky and while I’ve had this tea in the past, I rediscovered it in 2016.
    • My Macbook Pro – it’s light and sexy. ’nuff said.
    • Avocado and feta on toast – this will always be a favourite! Actually, I could just say avocado is a favourite full stop.
    • Visiting my family back in Australia – I spent a month back home and it was so good. Much needed.
    • Chicken and waffles – it shouldn’t work, but it does.
    • Getting my Canadian Permanent Residency – yaaay to not being kicked out of the country!

     

    Those were a few of my favourite things from 2016. What were yours? Let me know if you had a favourite book, TV show or something else from last year in the comments below.

  7. More llamas and a giveaway.

    January 6, 2017 · Personal · (10) Comments

    Okay, so if you’ve been around my blog or social media for five seconds you know I love llamas. So much so that I have a stuffed llama who serves as my writing mascot (his name is Romance Llamaand I hide a llama reference in each of my books.

    Also, fun fact: The Emporers New Groove is of my favourite Disney movies of all time!

    Now I have a new way of sharing my love for llamas! Are these USBs adorable or what? You can’t tell from this picture, but they’re actually in the shape of a book (see pictures here), so they’re doubly perfect.

    15271957_1847759858770807_2033144456636159676_oNB. For my author friends who are interested in doing something similar, I got mine through USB Memory Direct.

    I’m thinking about getting some more made to hand out at conferences and book signings. I’m curious, for those who frequent reader events, do you like swag like this? Also, what other swag do you enjoy? I’ve only done book marks in the past, so I’d love your thoughts!

    Anyone who comments on this post will go in the draw to win a prize of one of these cute USBs and a copy of my upcoming Blaze book, Mr. Dangerously Sexy.

    Don’t worry, if you’re not a winner but you’d still like to get your hands on one of these adorable llama-lovin’ USBs, I’ll be giving them away later in the year when I attend the Romance Writers of America and Romance Writers of Australia conferences.

  8. Excuse me. Have you seen my 2016?

    November 30, 2016 · My Books, Work in Progress · (2) Comments

    I think I lost this year. It’s probably hiding with my missing socks and the backs of my earrings that I always seem to misplace. Oh, and about 3.2 million bobby pins.

    I remember back when time (aka the school year) seemed to drag on forever. The weeks would stretch out, making Saturdays feel so far out of reach. Now it feels like each year melts away faster than the ones previous. Anyone else feel that way?

    Obvious confession time: I have neglected this blog. There was no way for it to compete with the hamster-wheel of deadlines and revisions and copy edits and release activities.

    My year in a nutshell…

     

    But I want to make more of an effort to put my thoughts down here, not just for updates about my books but for me to share a little more of myself, some of my tips on writing and more about the book that I’m reading (let’s face it, I was a reader long before I was a writer!) If you want to see anything specific on this blog, hit me up in the comments.

    What’s coming up?

    2017 is already shaping up to be a busy year and I’m starting to get release dates pinned down with my publishers. Here’s what it looks like so far…

    Mr. Dangerously Sexy (Harlequin Blaze) is out in February. I can’t believe the Dangerous Bachelors Club series is about to come to a close. I have LOVED spending time at the Cobalt & Dane security company and injecting a little mystery/suspense into my books. You can check out the whole series here.

    Taken by the CEO (Entangled Indulgence) is scheduled for March. For those of you who read The Rules According to Gracie, this will be Emmaline’s story (told you I wouldn’t leave her hanging!) I’m hoping it will be the kick off to a new series, but more details to come on that in the future.

    Behind the Bar book #3 (Entangled Lovestruck) doesn’t have a title yet, but is scheduled for May 2017. I know it’s been a while between drinks for this series, but I’m super excited to be (finally) giving readers Noah’s story. Behind the Bar book #4 (which will be the final book in this series) is slated for September 2017.

    And that’s just the books that have been scheduled! I’m working on a few other projects at the moment, including an exciting longer-length contemporary romance series that will be out in 2018 with Sourcebooks Casablanca. More details to come as they are available.

    For my aspiring writers…

    The Toronto Romance Writers (my FAB RWA chapter) is holding a competition next year for unpublished authors. Winners will get their work in front of agents and editors, and there’s an opportunity to win critiques from authors (including yours truly) as well as the grand prize of a 3-month mentorship with the incredible Molly O’Keefe or Eve Silver. It’s a great way to get feedback if you’re starting out as a romance writer. More details on the TRW website.

  9. Win an iPad mini 4 & a $300 Amazon.com gift card!

    July 23, 2016 · Uncategorized · (5) Comments

    Hey guys! I’m so excited to bring you an awesome opportunity to get your hands on an iPad Mini 4 (jelly! I totally want one of these) and a $300 Amazon gift vouch (think of ALL THE BOOKS you could buy with that) PLUS you’ll get a book from each of the participating Entangled authors. That’s 34 steamy reads, including one from yours truly.

    Your summer reading will be set!

    All you have to do is use the widget below to enter the competition. Good luck!

     

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  10. My Book Planning Video Series

    July 8, 2016 · My Books, Video · (0) Comments

    Hi everyone. It’s been a while between drinks where my videos are concerned, but I sat down in front of the camera today. I’ve been working on a video series all around my planning process for books. In the first video I mentioned that I don’t really consider myself either a plotter or a pantser (one who writes by the seat of their pants) but rather a mix of the two.

    In this video I talk about how I plan out my characters and why I think that’s the most important part of the planning process. I hope you enjoy the latest installment of this series!