Where has the summer gone?? Only three more weeks until LEAVE THE NIGHT ON is released into the wild. How about a sexy little teaser...

If their first kiss was about revenge and their second about sealing their bargain, this kiss belonged to just the two of them. Gentle, yet devastating, the kiss made him want to stay in limbo with her forever.

He took her mouth in a series of gentle nips and forays, not wanting to push her too far, too fast. But, she wasn’t playing by the same rules, her hands spearing into his hair and tugging him closer.

Her throaty, breathless sigh made his typical morning erection even more painful. Was she even aware the sexy little noises she was making drove him insane? He pulled back. Her eyes were closed but she’d pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, letting it go slowly, as if she was aware he was watching and wanted to tease him.

She ran her hand down his chest to his arm, the pull she exerted light but commanding, and hooked her leg over his. Her nipples poked at the thin fabric of her tank top. Through it all, her eyes remained closed. He didn’t want to be a faceless fantasy.

“Look at me.” His voice was roughed with sleep and more emotion than he wanted to claim.

Her eyes fluttered open, the shadows cloaking them both a blessing and curse. As much as he attempted to keep his thoughts hidden, he longed for all her secrets.

“Wyatt, please.” Her voice was husky and wanting.
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His name on her lips offered satisfaction. If he could only have her for a little while, he not only wanted to leave her with memories she’d never forget, but make sure she understood how desirable and powerful she truly was.

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Less than two months until the release of LEAVE THE NIGHT ON!! I'm SUPER excited for everyone to make the acquaintance of three blue collar brothers from the Louisiana side of Cottonbloom. They own a car garage and restoration business. They're smart and sexy and good with their hands:) First up is Wyatt Abbott, one of the twins (fraternal, not identical...there's no Parent Trap situation going on here.)

The heroine is Sutton Mize. On the surface, she's a perfect Southern lady, but she struggles with being a people pleaser and needs a good man to break her out of her mundane little world. She made a cameo appearance in my Xmas novella, Candy Cane Christmas. Wyatt has had a crush for a loooong time, when her dad was a regular at their car garage. When opportunity knocks, Wyatt is reckless enough to fling the door open...

Here's the blurb and next week, I'll include an excerpt.
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Sutton Mize is known for lavishing attention on the customers who flock to her boutique on the wealthy side of her Mississippi town. So when she finds a lace thong in her fiancé’s classic cherry-red Camaro, she knows just who she sold it to: her own best friend. In an instant, Sutton’s whole world goes up in flames. . .
Wyatt Abbott has harbored a crush on Sutton since he was a young kid from the other side of the tracks. He witnessed Sutton’s shocking discovery in the Camaro at his family-owned garage—and it made him angry. What kind of man could take lovely, gorgeous Sutton for granted? But then Sutton comes up with an idea: Why not give her betrothed a taste of his own medicine and pretend that she’s got a lover of her own? Wyatt is more than happy to play the hot-and-heavy boyfriend. But what begins as a fictional affair soon develops into something more real, and more passionate, than either Sutton or Wyatt could have imagined. Could it be that true love has been waiting under the hood all along?

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I have announcements! Two, in fact.

Firstly, I finally get to tell everyone about a new two-book deal I’ve signed with St. Martin’s Press (the same house that publishes my Falcon and Cottonbloom books!). The new books will be military romances that have a women’s fiction feel. Friendships will be an important theme in the books. I’m already writing the first book and am totally in love with the heroine, Harper Lee Frazier, the daughter of a librarian.

Brandon Webb, a former Navy SEAL and a non-fiction writer with St. Martin’s, will be providing his expertise for military research to make it as realistic as possible. I’m not sure of release dates for the first military romance, but I’ll let you know as soon as I know!

Here’s the official announcement:
Women's/Romance
Brandon Webb and Laura Trentham's story in which military heroes and their heroines fall in love with their country and each other, to Monique Patterson and Eileen Rothschild at St. Martin's, in a two-book deal, by Alyssa Reuben at Paradigm for Webb and Kevan Lyon at Marsal Lyon Literary Agency Trentham (World).
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My second piece of exciting news involves my historical romances! Unfortunately, Samhain Publishing has gone out of business. *sad face* My two books with them have been pulled from the virtual shelves. But, the silver lining is that I have gotten rights back to AN INDECENT INVITATION and A BRAZEN BARGAIN and will be self-publishing them along with Book 3, A RECKLESS REDEMPTION, as soon as possible! A RECKLESS REDEMPTION will probably be ready this fall, but I’m going to do my best to get the first two rereleased sometime this summer. I'll be keeping my covers the same for the first two because I loved them so much and the third will be in the same vein. As soon as I have a cover to share for A RECKLESS REDEMPTION, I will! And a fourth book, A DARING DECEPTION, is waiting in the wings. So prepare yourself from some super-sexy Regency intrigue!


In the meantime, make sure you grab my $0.99 standalone Cottonbloom novella, LIGHT UP THE NIGHT, and preorder the next full length installment, LEAVE THE NIGHT ON (out 8/1).

I'm so excited to be offering all my awesome newsletter subscribers (old and new) a FREE novella set in my quirky, divided little town of Cottonbloom. This is a sweet, sexy standalone novella that readers will love whether they've read every Cottonbloom book or not.

All you have to do is sign up for my newsletter! I have signup places all over the website or you can go HERE. Once you sign up and confirm your subscription (check your junk folder if you don't receive it within a couple of minutes), you'll receive a welcome email with the download link to the novella!

I *love* this book so much and hope you will too...

When a police chief who craves stability meets a free-thinking, colorful college professor, neither anticipate the fireworks that light up the night...

After a mugging in grad school left her with an irrational fear of the night not even her PhD in psychology has helped overcome, Sadie Wren is sure she’s found an idyllic, safe place in Cottonbloom. When a break-in at her house shatters her sense of safety, gruff, protective Thaddeus Preston storms into her life. On the surface, they have little in common, but a loneliness she’s only too familiar with hides behind his infrequent smiles. But based on her knowledge of the human psyche, Sadie is convinced her infatuation with Thad will burn out as quickly as it flared.

As the Chief of Police of Cottonbloom, Mississippi, Thaddeus Preston maintains a strict control on everything in the small town—himself included. With an older brother serving time for a crime Thad committed when he was just a kid, he lives a life of penance, not allowing anyone to get close. When a reported lurker turns into a real threat, Thad is determined to restore order as quickly as possible and get back to his virtual jail.

But Thad’s brother gets out on probation just as Sadie and the town turns to him for protection. His tidy, barren life spins into chaos, and the only thing that makes sense is the one woman who shouldn’t.​​

Okay, that's actually a Chicago song, and this post is about Alabama. So the answer is Alabama....Alabama is the inspiration for part of the Falcon Football and Cottonbloom series. We headed to my family's homeplace over our fall break for my cousin's wedding. Tons of fun to catch up with family! For some background, my mom has five (5!) younger brothers, all with kids, so our get-togethers growing up were pretty epic. They involved swimming in the river, riding 3-wheelers all over the place, and food...lots of food.

Falcon, Alabama: Ada's and Robbie's houses are fictional, but the land I plopped them down in isn't. And that river in Cottonbloom? Inspired by the Sipsey River in Alabama.

We're only weeks away from the release of CANDY CANE CHRISTMAS, my Cottonbloom novella out Oct 25th. I'm super excited about this one because it's been brewing since I wrote Slow and Steady Rush. And now, six books later, Jeremy Whitehurst has earned his HEA. It was a long, tough road for my reformed bad boy.

In celebration, I'm giving away a book-pack of recently released Christmas themed small town books to one lucky newsletter subscriber!!
Christmas in Eternity Springs by Emily March
The Trouble with Mistletoe by Jill Shalvis
Snowfall on Haven Point by Raeanne Thayne
Plus, an ebook copy of CANDY CANE CHRISTMAS!

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Confirm your subscription in the email you receive, and that's it!

The winner will be announced in my late October newsletter!! **LOTS** of exciting stuff coming for my newsletter subscribers so stay tuned!! (I'm busting with news that I'll share very soon!!!)​

Race the Darkness by Abbie Roads
Series: Fatal Dreams #1
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Publication Date: October 4, 2016

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Cursed with a terrible gift…
Criminal investigator Xander Stone doesn’t have to question you—he can hear your thoughts. Scarred by lightning, burdened with a power that gives him no peace, Xander struggles to maintain his sanity against the voice that haunts him day and night—the voice of a woman begging him to save her.
A gift that threatens to engulf them...
Isleen Walker has long since given up hope of escape from the nightmare of captivity and torture that is draining her life, her mind, and her soul. Except…there is the man in her feverish dreams, the strangely beautiful man who beckons her to freedom and wholeness. And when he comes, if he comes, it will take all their combined fury and faith to overcome a madman bent on fulfilling a deadly prophecy.

 
EXCERPT
They weren’t going to make it.
Not unless he suddenly sprouted blue tights and a red cape. The hope of escape morphed into despair and resignation and finally reckless pissed-off-ness. No fucking way was he going to die running. He stopped, turned, and faced the truck barreling toward them. The tires ate up the ground at an indecent rate. He clutched Isleen tighter to his chest. For her sake, he wanted it to be a quick death. No more lingering. No more pain.
That thought infuriated him. None of this was right. They shouldn’t be on the verge of death. Again.
The truck kept coming—now twenty-five feet away.
Everything slowed, happening as if through the quicksand of time. A white dandelion floaty meandered on the breeze directly between them and the truck. His heart no longer ran a staccato rhythm. Duh…dum. Pause. Duh…dum. Pause.
His life didn’t flash before his eyes. The future did. Isleen’s future. In an ethereal dream beyond time, her skin was gilded by firelight, her eyes devoid of sadness and fear, her body whole and healthy. She smiled, an expression so full of warmth and tenderness and undiluted joy that it plunked itself down inside his heart and wouldn’t leave.
He ached to create that kind of smile on her face, but their lives were over. It all could’ve gone so differently if he’d only listened to her, believed in her, found her years before now.
The air changed, displaced by the truck only a few feet from them. Heat from the engine blasted his face, smelling of burning oil, gasoline, and a scent reminiscent of popped corn. He locked eyes with the bitch behind the wheel. Her pudgy lips ripped back over her teeth in a snarling scream.
Xander knew anger—his best friends were fury and rage—but the look on the bitch’s face went beyond mere anger all the way to unholy.
The truck imploded.
The sound was supersonic, a resonation that rippled through his skin and muscle to rattle his bones and shake the earth underneath his feet. Metal and glass and fire shot outward, skyward, backward, in a near-perfect arc of destruction. Flaming debris rained around them.
He stood there holding Isleen, watching it happen, not believing the message his eyes sent to his brain.
“What the…?” The last of the truck parts hit the ground. The pieces burned. That’s all that was left—pieces. Nothing touched them, like they resided under an invisible dome of protection.
He glanced down at Isleen for an answer, but she was unconscious, her head lolling so limply on her neck that it looked as if he was carrying a corpse.
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Abbie Roads
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Seven Things about Abbie Roads:
1.  She loves Snicker Parfaits. Gotta start with what’s most important, right?
2.  She writes dark emotional books featuring damaged characters, but always gives her hero and heroine a happy ending… after torturing them for three hundred pages.
3.  By day she’s a mental health counselor known for her blunt, honest style of therapy. At night she burns up the keyboard. Well… Burn might be too strong a word. She at least sits with her hands poised over the keyboard, waiting for inspiration to strike. And when it does—the keyboard might get a little warm.
4.  She can’t stand it when people drive slowly in the passing lane. Just saying. That’s major annoying. Right?
5.  She loves taking pictures of things she thinks are pretty.