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Ever since I wrote William and Cally’s story in Wish I May, I’ve wanted to share how they fell in love. And so the prequel novella, Stolen Wishes, was born.

The blurb:

Cally…
A sexy smile. Intense blue eyes. A goodness that makes him want to save me from these rumors when no one else would care. I didn’t ask for a hero. William Bailey was never supposed to be anything more than a wish, a dream, an unrequited crush. Not for a girl like me–a girl whose fractured family has stolen her chance at a decent life.

William…
Since the death of my parents, I’ve always done what’s expected of me, what’s “best” for me. Until Cally. The moment her haunted eyes meet mine, the fractured pieces of my heart feel whole again. I don’t just want to save her. I need her to save me.


Stolen chances. Unbroken wishes. Two lonely souls grasping for hope in the darkness.


Anticipated Release: January 7th, 2013 

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Good morning! I hope you’re all having an amazing week.

I’m running a super short sale on WISH I MAY. Today’s the last day you can pick it up for 99 cents at Amazon US, Amazon UK, B&N, and iTunes. Below is a super naughty, not-appropriate-for-children excerpt. Seriously, if sexual content bothers you, stop reading here.

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NC-17 Excerpt. (AKA: Leave now if you don’t like the smexy.)
“You want to know what I’d do to you if you came home with me tonight?”
I’m weak. I want to know, need to hear. “Yes.”
“I’d get you naked because you have too goddamn many clothes on right now. Then I’d start with your amazing breasts. Remember how I could get you off just by kissing your breasts, sucking those beautiful nipples?” He brushes my taut nipples with his free hand and even through my dress and thin bra, the contact is enough to make me gasp. “Answer me, Cally.”
“Yes,” I breathe. His fingers have slowed their movement under my dress, as if he knows how close he is to getting me off and he wants to wait.
He moans appreciatively. “I’d start there. My tongue and lips and teeth on your breasts until I’ve memorized every curve and dip, until you’re begging me for more—” He removes his hand from between my legs, “until you come for me.”
“William.”
“I’ll get you there, baby. I swear. But not yet.” He slides his hand farther up my dress and circles my navel. “Do you want to know more?”
God help me, I do. I want to know it all. And then maybe when I’m back in Las Vegas and wishing I could have him, I’ll shape his words into my very own fantasy. My very own souvenir of my what-if life. “Please.”
“Then I’d kiss you here.” He pinches my navel piercing. “Damn, I bet this looks so sexy on you. When did you get it?”
“After I moved.”
He draws back, his eyes hot on mine, his jaw hard. “For a man?”
“No. I got it when I was missing you.”
He moans into my ear then fans his hand out to my waist. “I’d have to take my time there then. I’d run my tongue from hipbone to hipbone, then turn you over and lick down your spine.” He slides his hand across my hip and under my ass. “When I got here,” he says, squeezing, “I’d have to see if you’re as sensitive here as you are everywhere else. Your ass is so incredible, and I can’t forgive myself for neglecting it when I had a chance. I’m dying to bite you here.”
He pinches my ass, and my breath draws in sharply. I shudder in his arms and feel his smile against my neck.
“Would you be ready for me then?” As he asks, he returns his hand between my legs, and I find myself scooting to the edge of the seat, parting my thighs to give him better access. I don’t just want him to touch me. I need it. Like water. Like air. I need to feel William’s hand between my legs because right now I am nothing but the pulsing ache of my arousal, and it’s the fucking best I’ve felt in months.
No man I’ve ever touched could touch me the way Will does. It’s like he has some sort of ability to intuitively know how I’m feeling.
Even now, sitting at the back of this candlelit restaurant with the wait staff milling around us, he doesn’t rush in his movements. His fingers slide over me, alternately teasing and touching, working anticipation in equal measure against the pleasure.
“What else would you do?” I bite back a moan. “If we were alone?”
“I’d drop to my knees,” he whispers. “And I’d cup your amazing ass in my hands as I tasted you.”
It hurts, sitting here, listening to this, wanting it, knowing I can’t let myself have it. Knowing that tonight, this moment, is all I get.
I curl my nails into his forearm, and he groans in my ear.
“But for now,” he says, “for now I’ll settle for touching with my fingers what I want to taste with my lips.” He slides two fingers inside me, curling them as his thumb rubs my clit. “That’s what I want you to think about next time you touch yourself.”
I shudder, the pressure and pleasure building. “William,” I whimper.

“Because next time my dick is in my hand, I fucking swear that’s what I’ll be thinking about. You. Naked. The taste of your pussy as you come against my tongue.”
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(Now that I’m blushing furiously…) Here’s more about WISH I MAY:
Nothing about her says cute. Everything about her says sex. And mine. 


I never thought I’d see her again. Didn’t think I wanted to. But the moment Cally Fisher returns to New Hope, I know I could forgive her the most unthinkable secret, if only she would tell me.

This time, I’m fighting for her.

After seven years. After breaking his heart and dismissing my own, I’m still very much his.


I never intended to return home, but to help my sisters, I’ll confront my past…and William Bailey, the man whose eyes remind me of the girl I was, the things I’ve done, and the future I’ve lost. This would all be easier if William hated me. But he wants to be in my life, my secrets be damned.

If he learns the truth, it will destroy him.

Today is the official release day for my second New Hope book, WISH I MAY, available now at Amazon, B&N, Kobo, ARe, and Smashwords.

This is a stand-alone contemporary new adult romance about William Bailey (whom you met in UNBREAK ME) and Cally Fisher (his high school sweetheart…until she left town and stood him up for his own prom), and I am so excited to share it with you.

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Available now at Amazon, B&N, Kobo, ARe, and Smashwords.




Here’s a little excerpt:

“Can I help you?”
I snap my head up, startled. “No, I’m good. I—” My eyes connect with the owner of the voice, and I lose my capacity for speech.
“Holy shit.” The Adonis from my past narrows his eyes. “Cally?”
The sound of my name on his tongue catapults me back in time and suddenly I’m sixteen again, his cool cotton sheets sliding against my skin as his fingertips trace the line of my jaw, the hollow of my neck, the curve of my hip. I’m sixteen again and licking sweet strawberry wine from his lips.
Time has been kind to William Bailey. Bare-chested and glistening with sweat, he has an iPod strapped around his thick biceps and a T-shirt tucked into the side of his running shorts. He’s bigger than he was at eighteen, more built, which is saying something since he was New Hope High School’s star football player back then. My gaze drifts south but gets snagged at the ripple of his abs and the trail of blond hair disappearing into the band of his shorts.
Sweet Jesus.
The sound of him clearing his throat has me yanking my eyes back up to meet his.
“Look at you. You’re all grown up.” He grins, and my knees go a little weak. How could I have forgotten the effect this man’s smile has on my knees?
“I could say the same for you.” I bite my lip. Hopefully no drool has escaped.
That knee-killing grin grows wider. I’m toast.
This isn’t what I expected. Not that I expected anything from William. I hoped to make it through my few days in town without seeing him, but of course not. Here he is. Looking for all the world like he’s actually glad to see me when he should hate me.
“You live here? I mean around—” Shit. How am I supposed to construct a coherent sentence while looking at his bare chest? And that’s not even taking into account the memories flooding my mind at the sight of him. I may have never had sex with him, but I have enough memories of doing everything else to rival even the most creative fantasies.
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Thank you to everyone for your support. I hope you enjoy reading William and Cally’s story as much as I enjoyed writing it! iTunes readers, it should be there any day/minute now. I’ll post the link as soon as it goes live!
In the meantime, go ahead and catch a few stops on my blog tour so you can enter the big giveaway I’m doing. You could win a $25 gift card or an autographed copy of UNBREAK ME!