Guilty Pleasures 4

Copyright © 2011

Chapter One

Maximiliano D’Alesandro politely declined the offer of a glass of sherry from the pretty, dark-haired waitress. Instead, he glanced at his watch, wondering when a suitable moment would arise so he could leave without bringing too much attention to himself. From his position by the magnificent Louis XIV fireplace, he surveyed the elegant drawing room of the hotel, and adjusted his stance. The classy room was crammed full of people wearing black. He disliked funerals intensely, much preferring the living to the dead, but this was one funeral he couldn’t avoid.

His best friend, Kirk Williams, had tragically died some five days earlier. It had been totally unexpected. He felt like a rug had been pulled from under him. Stunned, his world had shattered, tilting on its axis to undermine everything he believed in. The constant was no longer a certainty. People died. Best friends perished in the blink of an eye.

Both aged thirty-four, they’d grown up together. They’d played football together. They’d shared a lifetime together, but sadly, no more. His heart ached for the loss of his best friend, but he was filled with anger, too.

At that moment he let his gaze drift to Kirk’s wife, Ella, and the cause of all his anguish. There she sat on the plush brocade sofa, looking every inch the grieving widow.

In the ten years he’d known her, he’d always believed her to be sweet natured and totally loyal to his best friend. He felt his mouth firming into a thin line of disapproval as he moodily studied her. Yes, she might have lost a few pounds. Maybe guilt had made her shed them? The black sleeveless dress only served to accentuate her slim arms and pale complexion. Her hands clasped nervously around the handkerchief resting on her lap. Every so often he saw her squeeze the linen square tightly in her grasp.

Normally, Ella wore her hair in a ponytail, but today she’d let it down, and it trailed around her shoulders in a glossy black mane. He thought her flamboyant hairstyle seemed wholly inappropriate for a funeral. Her shiny locks almost hid from view the black velvet choker adorning her elegant, slender neck. It reminded him of a slave collar he’d use on a number of his subs. That one thought alone kept his interest squarely on her. Up until a few months ago he’d thought Ella Williams would make the perfect slave. Her fiery, opinionated temperament was ideally suited to being trained to submit. It wouldn’t be an easy task. He knew she’d be rebellious, but those kinds of slaves gave him the greatest pleasure when they finally submitted to his will. Of course, he would never have entered into such a relationship with her, even if she were so inclined. As the wife of his best friend, Ella had always been strictly off-limits.

Anger flared once more through his body, and he eased his shoulders, releasing the tension.
Everything had changed.

Some great reviews for Love Slave to the Sicilian Billionaire

I've received a 4.5 Star review and 3 x 4 star reviews for Love Slave to the Sicilian Billionaire.
You can check out the book HERE
4.5 STARS: "Maximiliano D’Alesandro is reeling from the suicide of his best friend and there is only one person to blame, the wife who led him to his death, Ella Williams. Looks can be deceiving though, as Max begins to realize there is more to his friend’s death than what he thought.  Ella is not to blame and his guilt for the harsh accusations he made towards her has him wanting to protect her, if only she could see him the way he needed as a Dom. I thought this was the best so far of the Guilty Pleasure series. The story tugs at you emotionally as you grieve with both Max and Ella, but as they begin to discover something special between them it becomes magical. A wonderfully written story that will become a favorite for fans of Jan Bowles." -- Emily, Sensual Reads
4 STARS: "Love Slave to a Sicilian Billionaire is book 4 in Jan Bowles Guilty Pleasures series, I haven't read books 1, 2 or 3 yet and was not lost. From what I can tell they not are connected in any way, other than they are about the BDSM lifestyle. Ella is newly widowed and having an incredibly hard time dealing with the death of her husband, Kirk. Secrets and lies have come to light since his death adding to her devastation. Everything hitting her all at once throws her into a course of self-destruction and despair. Ella feels lost, she wants a man to take control of her and her life, she's always been interested in the BDSM lifestyle and knows that Max is a DOM. But he won't have anything to do with her because he blames her for her husband's death. Max has been restless with his subs and realizes he wants something stronger, a D/s relationship where he owns his subs heart, body and SOUL. When Max finds out things were not as he thought, he stops fighting his attraction and need to help Ella. He realizes with patience and love Ella could be the ONE. But will he be able to pull her out of the despair and destructive path she is on. Love Slave to the Sicilian Billionaire takes us on Ella's journey from a widow in despair to a woman confident with her sexuality and a submissive who has learned exactly how much pleasure a loving DOM can give. Max is a loving, but stern DOM who was exactly what Ella needed in her life. Max is a sensual lover and even when doling out Ella's punishment you can see his care and love for her. I liked that Max told Ella he had to know a woman intimately before they explored a D/s relationship or played in his playroom, that being said, I did feel like they went from intimate to the playroom a little quicker than I expected. Overall Love Slave to the Sicilian Billionaire is an enjoyable, steamy read. There were some definite make me hot moments where I went "OH I WANT MAX!!" One in particular is when Max tells Ella "this is your sexual journey, not mine. I'm just the facilitator for your fantasies." (yes I swooned)" -- DiDi, Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews
4 HEARTS: "Ella Williams has just buried her husband and can't really understand how this happened. Why did he do the things he did? And now she must talk to someone about him and the choices he made. But the only person she can talk to is her husband's best friend and he wants nothing to do with her. Max must know decide if he is going rescue her from herself or is it too late for that? Max is a Dom and he thinks that Ella can be a natural submissive and wants to show all the pleasure he can give her, if only she will listen to him that he knows what's best for her. This was a very enjoyable read. I will warn you though, there are times this book will hit you with the emotion... The author does a wonderful job of describing the characters' surroundings in very vivid detail. The beginning and middle of the book have a great set up and you want to know what is going to happen next. It is sexy, hot, sizzling, and erotic. Those are just a few of the words that I would use to describe this book. This is book four in this series by Jan Bowles and i have read them all and was not disappointed. I can't wait to see if a next book is coming from this author." -- Camilla Berg, The Romance Studio
4 STARS: "The events after Kirk Williams dies will forever change the way his wife Ella and best friend Maximiliano D'Alesandro will view life and each other. Ella and Max noticed immediately that something was wrong with Kirk after his last tour in Afghanistan. Max took it upon himself to follow Ella, coming to the conclusion that she was cheating on her husband. Ella believes that the post traumatic stress brought on from war and the lack of the military treatment for soldiers caused the events that led to Kirk's death. It isn't until months later that the events come to light and Ella has to find her way with the help of the very Dominant Max. There were a lot of twists and turns in Love Slave to the Sicilian Billionaire, the 4th book of the Guilty Pleasure series, that will make you sad, bring a smile to your face, and satisfy your many BDSM desires. Ella's world has turned upside down, and she finds that everything she knew was a lie, which takes an emotional toll on her and those around her. Max has always had feelings for Ella, but out of respect of his best friend he squashed those feelings. I appreciated that the chemistry between Ella and Max wasn't instant but built over time as both parties grieved for Kirk in their own way...The use of a character that is deceased and is only accessible from memories and emails works very well and kept me interested. I really enjoyed this story with all of its emotional roller coasters." -- L.T. Blue, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
Check out the book HERE

5 Star Review for Love Slave to the Sicilian Billionaire

I received a lovely review from Alberta at Manicreaders. She gave Love Slave to the Sicilian Billionaire 5 Stars!

MR Review 
Reviewer: Alberta 
Ella’s soldier husband, just home from Afghanistan has committed suicide and she is devastated. His best friend Max blames Ella for the death, but neither of them can imagine what prompted Kirk to take his own life.

Ella finally convinces Max that Kirk’s death was beyond any help either of them might have given, and she enlists his help in finding out the truth. Max has long fancied Ella, but he has to tame her flighty ways before she will be his ideal submissive.

This is not so much a BDSM book, although there are some elements of that here. It is more a recovery of souls from a trauma that haunts both Ella and Max because of Kirk’s death. Ella now feels that if she failed Kirk, then likely it was her fault somehow, so Max won’t want her either. Max is on a mission to help Ella regain her equilibrium, and he feels that his Dom side will protect Ella and teach her that she is a person worth having and worth loving.

When Ella finally finds out the truth about Kirk’s last days, she loses all her newfound confidence. It’s up to Max to bring her back to reality and love. I liked Love Slave to the Sicilian Billionaire a lot. I liked Ella’s journey and thought it was very well done. I have reviewed other Bowles novels and now follow her and read whatever I can of her books. I think this may just be the best of the ones I’ve read. Looking forward to more.

Read the review HERE

New Contract from Siren

Just received word that Siren have contracted my latest book in the Guilty Pleasures series. Should be released February 2012

It's called

Claimed for the Master's Pleasure


I just had to share my new cover by Les Byerley. He's created an awesome, sensual depiction, of the 4th installment of my Guilty Pleasures Series.


Coming 4th November 2011
to Bookstrand

Read the 1st Chapter of BOUGHT FOR THE BILLIONAIRE'S BED here

Guilty Pleasures 2

Copyright © 2011

Chapter One

The hot, stale air forced its way along the platform as the train drew into the subway station. It did little to cool Mia Johansson down and messed up her hair in the process.

The heat felt oppressive.

The automatic doors opened, and she stepped into the carriage. Already it seemed filled to bursting point with passengers. As they piled in, they pressed against her back, fighting for their own personal space. Not a spare inch remained as the doors finally closed shut with a loud swish. The train lurched into life as it began moving from the station.

Holding onto the handrail above her head, Mia concluded that rush hour was not the best time to travel on the New York subway, but she had to get to work the same as everyone else.

Mia reflected on the serious student debts she had amassed during her three-year degree course at the Institute of Fine Arts. At the age of twenty-five, now was the time to see her hard work start to bear fruit. It was time to reap the rewards of her education, and find a job that paid considerably more than her current position at a bespoke dry cleaner. She’d worked at Madame Monique’s for the last four years. Unfortunately for her, finding other employment had proved far more difficult than she’d imagined.

Read the 1st Chapter of ROPED: THE COWBOY MAVERICKS here

The Cowboy Mavericks

Copyright © 2011

Chapter One

As the sun grew ever lower in the sky, Brett Donovan could just make out a lone rider approaching on horseback, a dog running alongside. The slant of his hat, silhouetted against the darkening umber sky. He’d recognize a Maverick anywhere.

The dog bounded up the steps and headed straight for him, nearly knocking him over. “Max, my old buddy.” He roughly patted the old hound’s head, glad for a familiar friendly face. The dog held up his paw as if to say hi.

He turned to the rider. “Cody.”

The man nodded a greeting as he pulled his horse up close by the verandah.


An uneasy silence ensued as they both stared at one another. Cody, the eldest of the Maverick brothers, had filled out quite a bit. He guessed he must be thirty-one by now, the same age as himself.

“News travels fast ’round here, Cody.”

“We heard you were coming back.”

“Well, you heard right.”

“Sorry about your Pa. It comes to us all in the end.” He then motioned to the dog. “Been looking after the hound since your Pa passed on.”

“Then I thank you. Didn’t rightly know if he was still alive.”

“Planning on staying long?”

Read the 1st Chapter of BOUND BY THE MONTANA MOUNTAIN MAN here

Cowboy Bad Boys 3

Copyright © 2010

Chapter One

Cassie Philips checked the U-Haul trailer attached to the back of her Jeep and then eased into the driver’s seat. Minneapolis lay three days behind her, and this was the final stretch of the journey to her new home in Whitewaters, Montana.

When her Uncle Seth had bequeathed her his ranch, it had been totally unexpected. As the only living relative left, the news had come at a rather dark time in her life.

A bitter divorce battle with Aaron had left her homeless and virtually penniless. Even now, she still couldn’t believe he’d tossed aside their five-year marriage so easily. Up until then, she’d considered the marriage to be a happy one. She should have more rights. It had been Aaron, after all, who had committed adultery. Her lawyer had suggested that had there been children, then things might have been very different. The irony of that was not lost on her.

Her hand shook as she gently brushed the tears from her eyes. Just over a year ago she’d been blissfully happy. Pregnant, and with a husband whom she thought loved her, things couldn’t get any better. Then she’d miscarried, and her happiness had suddenly come to an abrupt end.

Well, Minneapolis held far too many bad memories. Maybe Montana would help clear her mind. At just twenty-seven, she’d made up her mind, she would never, ever, trust a man again.

As she turned out of the motel parking lot onto Interstate 90 for the last time, she breathed in a sigh of relief. Tonight she would be in her very own home. Tomorrow would be the start of her new life.

* * * *

Brad Dawson closed the stable doors and looked once more at the old Philips’ place. Already dark, that was the second time he’d seen flashes of light in the last ten minutes. It certainly looked odd. The place had been empty for a few months now.

He rubbed his hand into his hair. One part of him couldn’t care less. He’d had a running feud with Seth Philips for the past ten years. Now the old coot was dead. So who cared if the place got ransacked?

The other side to him. The more neighborly side thought he ought to investigate. If there was someone stripping its contents, then surely he should report it to the local County Sheriff.

Well, it was no good thinking about it. He’d drive over there, park down the track, and see if he could catch the culprits red-handed.

Read the 1st Chapter of BRANDED BY THE TEXAS RANCHER here


Copyright © 2010

Chapter One

With a final flourish of the paintbrush, Rebecca Wade stood back on the landing and admired her handiwork. It looked good, even if she said so herself. The pale lemon walls had added light and space to an otherwise dark and dingy walkway. A woman’s touch was all that had been needed to bring the run-down house up to her exacting standards. The roof might still be leaking, but that could all be resolved with a little time and money.

As she walked along the landing proudly surveying her work, she noticed an unpainted patch of wall. She leaned over the banister, securing her hand to the rail. Just as she reached forward with the paintbrush, she heard the sound of splintering timber. Her heart somersaulted in her chest as she saw the rail detach from the wall.

Rebecca’s whole life flashed before her as she lost her footing. The banister gave way and crashed to the ground floor some ten feet below. With barely any time to think, she just managed to grab hold of the newel post. She let out a long slow breath as she stared down into the hallway.

She brushed a trembling hand across her eyes, to wipe away tears of frustration. Just why had she put herself through all this? As a woman on her own, in a foreign country, she’d been trying for weeks to make something of this wreck of a house. Surely it was madness?

To become the new teacher at the local school in Avery Grove, Central Texas, she’d had to jump through hoops. Now, she’d nearly fallen and broken her neck within just three weeks of arriving. She could so easily have stayed in England in her safe, little world. So, just why hadn’t she?

She went into the bathroom and splashed cold water onto her face. When she looked at her reflection in the mirror, blue eyes stared back. An accusation surfaced in her memory and slammed into the harsh light of day. You’re cold and frigid. The last words that Jason had spoken to her when he’d broken off their engagement, one month before their wedding. She wasn’t a virgin, Jason had seen to that, but she hadn’t responded to him at all sexually. Maybe that was why he’d dumped her.

Read the 1st Chapter of SHACKLED BY THE COWBOY DRIFTER here

Cowboy Bad Boys

Copyright © 2010

Chapter One

Zack tensed his muscles. Something didn’t feel right. Those footsteps had been following him down this dark street for a few minutes now, and they were getting too close. Just as he was about to turn around and confront whomever it was, he felt a rush of air. A heavy blow smashed across his temple. He crashed to the ground, the left side of his face making painful contact with the pavement.

With barely a moment to think, a crushing pain slammed into his ribs and he doubled up. He reached inside his jacket and pulled out the Smith and Wesson. In some discomfort he hissed through clenched teeth. “You can stop right there, amigo.” Luckily his breath began to fill his lungs once more. He edged to a nearby wall and braced his back against it.

He eyed the dark, swarthy man warily. Caught in the process of stealing his bag, his assailant stood frozen to the spot, like some cartoon character with one arm reaching forward.

When Zack wiped his free hand across his mouth, blood stained his fingers. Yep, this asshole had damn near caved the one side of his face in.

Waving the gun at his attacker, he spoke again, “Now, we can either do this the hard way, or the easy way. Just back off and get the fuck out of here before I change my mind.”

His swarthy nemesis appeared to contemplate the situation. Beads of sweat dripped down his face as he looked first at Zack and then the bag.

“Like I said, I don’t care if I have to blow your fucking brains out. You’re not the first, and you won’t be the last.” Zack eased himself into a standing position. Thankfully, his ribs didn’t feel broken. “What’s it to be?” He’d reached the end of the line. It would all be over if he let him get away with it.

The man smiled. “Adios, amigo.” Slowly he retreated, holding his hands in full view. Eventually, when he’d reached far enough away, he turned and disappeared quickly down a side alley.

Zack stuffed the Smith and Wesson back into the waistband of his jeans. He’d been right to bring it with him. Tijuana was full of bandits.  Reaching down, he scooped up his hat, dusted it down, and picked up his bag.
He caught his reflection in the shop window. Blood oozed down his cheek, and he wiped it away with the back of his hand. He hardly recognized himself anymore. Just when had he become such a mercenary bastard? Deep down he knew the exact moment he’d changed. His life had simply been blown away. Now all that remained was a hardened, empty shell.

Even Renee wouldn’t know him now. He remembered the last words he’d spoken to her. “Don’t worry, baby, everything will be fine. Just trust me.” Unfortunately, life didn’t always work out so perfectly. As bitterness consumed him once more, he turned away in disgust at his reflection.

Read the 1st Chapter of DARK SECRETS here

Copyright © 2010

Chapter One

Sam Marshall looked down at the patchwork quilt that was Oxfordshire. This wasn’t a trip that he’d wanted to make, but sometimes life altered over night.


He brought the helicopter skilfully in to land at the small airfield, grabbed his bag, and walked over to the gleaming black Bentley Continental. He tossed the bag in the back, removed his jacket, and then fired the car into life.

Duty, the only thought that drove him along the narrow country roads to Oxley, in Oxfordshire. Oxley a village he had vowed never to return to ten years earlier, when he’d been just twenty-two.

He had a duty to his best friend, Major Tom Lawrence. To see him laid to rest with full military honours, since his untimely death on deployment in Afghanistan.

Duty. What else?

He rubbed a hand across his jaw, as he began to approach the village. Ten years was a long time. He had changed. He wondered if Tom’s sister, Megan, had changed. Megan had been the one who had caused a whole sorry chain of events, with her false accusation.



Copyright © 2010

Chapter One

Late again, damn that alarm clock! Eva ran all the way from Marble Arch tube station to Park Lane. With her bag slung over her shoulder, her long, black, wavy hair flew about her face as she quickly made her way to the hotel.

With hardly time to draw breath, she swept through the lobby, checked in, and hurriedly followed the signs to the Albermarle Suite, where the press conference was being held. The Grosvenor House Hotel in London’s exclusive Mayfair, was the perfect setting for the prestigious event.

Her boss, editor of New Dawn, the forward-thinking and glossy magazine she wrote for, had sent her to cover The Global Energy Summit. Their readers were interested in all things ecological and environmental as well as the celebrity lifestyle of the people featured. The appetite for large corporate companies and billionaire lifestyles was phenomenal, with readership growing monthly. Because New Dawn’s unique selling point was the green agenda, not all companies or celebrities featured well. Those who did had their status enhanced, their company profits boosted, and their share prices raised.

Outside the room she composed herself. She smoothed her white silk blouse into place and brushed her fingers through her hair. With one last intake of breath, she pushed open the door and entered the conference room.

At least she had done her research the night before. Matt Collins, CEO of Oil Enterprises, sat to the left, Jack McClaine of McClaine Industries in the centre, and David Archibald-Watts for Energy Pipeline Inc., to the right. There was a heated discussion as a fellow journalist debated an answer he’d just been given.

Eva sensed several pairs of eyes watch as she squeezed, breathless, into a sumptuous red velvet chair at the back of the room. She noticed one of the chairpersons, Jack McClaine, give her a dismissive glance. He obviously didn’t like interruptions. His mouth compressed as he reached out and poured water into a glass, his eyes locked on her.

Read the 1st Chapter of The Return here


Copyright © 2009

Chapter One

Standing on the observation deck, Marielle Stevens watched the plane in the distance—just a speck of light, against a backdrop of midnight sky.

Gradually, the speck grew closer until finally she heard the roar of jet engines and saw the red light flashing on its underbelly.

She craned her neck for a better view as the wheels of the plane touched down and screeched to a halt further down the runway.

With her forehead pressed against the cool glass, she breathed in a sigh of relief. Thank God he’s back. There would be a lot of explaining to do, but—he’s safe now at last.

She watched, as would a curious observer, the commotion caused by the press and media as they jostled for the best vantage point around the perimeter of the airfield.

Flashes of light rippled from their cameras like a giant fireworks display, lighting up the rain soaked buildings of the RAF base all around them.

“We’d better make our way to the room,” James said quietly behind her.

Lost in her thoughts, Marielle swung around. “Sorry? Oh, yes. Of course.” Her mind still focused on the occupant of the plane.

They made their way towards the private reception room. A sea of journalists covered their path. Attractively dressed in a rust-coloured silk blouse and blue jeans, Marielle at twenty-three would not go unnoticed, and she soon had a mike thrust towards her when a reporter noticed the security pass pinned to her chest.

“How long have you known Robert Tremayne?” the reporter asked officiously.

Read the 1st Chapter of TAMED BY THE DOM for free

Guilty Pleasures 3

Copyright © 2011

Chapter One

Colt Donahue eased the SUV from his private estate and onto the trunk road. Today he was in a particularly good frame of mind. He’d just taken a call from some potential clients. If they joined, that would make twenty extra this month alone. Business was looking up. Now, at the age of thirty-seven, he finally felt like he was getting somewhere. He’d tapped into a market that had the potential to make him a very wealthy man. That’s if the people of Fairfax didn’t raise any more objections. The smile on his face faded. He felt pretty sure they’d find something to complain about. They always did.

Up ahead, Colt could see a Jaguar career around the bend. The driver had little or no regard for anyone else on the road. 

“That’s right, prick, take my half of the road, too.” 

Well, he wasn’t going to move, that’s for sure. He had right of way. The sleek silver car kept coming, a huge cloud of dust in its wake. 

“What the fuck?” He only just managed to avoid a collision by turning his SUV into the ditch. His car came to an abrupt halt. “Goddamn it, Jesus.” 

He looked into his rearview mirror, anger surging through him. A woman wearing dark glasses and long black hair disappeared from sight. He shook his head in disbelief. Some rich bitch had just driven him off the road. Well, there was no way he’d let her get away with it. He turned his car around in pursuit, sounding his horn as he came up behind her. It had no effect. She didn’t stop or even slow down. Her stereo was on full blast, and her head swayed to the beat of the music as she made her way along the High Street. His anger grew by the minute, and he slammed his fist down hard on the horn several times. Still no effect. Just wait until she stopped her car. He’d have plenty to say to her. Several people came out of the shops to see what all the commotion was about.

When she pulled into a side street and parked outside a cat sanctuary, he jerked on his handbrake and stormed from the car.

New Contract from Siren

Just an update ~ Siren has accepted my latest manuscript. It is a fourth installment of my Guilty Pleasures series and is entitled...........


Should be published November/December ~ I'll keep you informed.

Manuscript for new Guilty Pleasures series sent in to Siren

Just subbed another manuscript off to Siren for my Guilty pleasures series.

This ones a longer story...I just had to keep writing :-)

 Fingers crossed

5 Star review for TAMED BY THE DOM

I have to thank Stephanie Rollins of BookReviewsRUs for a wonderful review of TAMED BY THE DOM.

She gave 5 STARS!
Kat has a bit of a chip on her shoulder.  Maybe she is entitled, but Colt is determined to give her the discipline she needs to straighten out.
Kat has come back to her hometown after 17 years.  She owes a lot of money, has leg-breaking people looking for her, and finds that her high school crush, Colt, owns a sex club.  To make matters worse, she has to accept Colt’s offer of a job—in the sex club.  It turns out that could have been the best thing that ever happened to her.
Love, freedom, and release—she finds it all in Colt, her dom.  The sex is scorching hot.  The discipline teases the reader.  Wow.  This is a winner!
You can see the review HERE

Release Day for ~ TAMED BY THE DOM

It's release day for


# 3 in the Guilty Pleasures Series


When Katrina Masters returns to Fairfax, Texas, after seventeen years away, she finds things have changed. The guy she had a crush on at high school is now running a sex club and is a Dom to boot! Common sense tells her to steer well clear, but she’s sorely tempted by his job offer.
Self-made man Colt Donahue is a strict Dom. His business, Club Fusion, is a great success, and he’s not about to let the local Sheriff or the narrow-minded people of Fairfax close him down. He’s here to stay.
From the moment he sees Kat, he wants her. Just one look in her sultry hazel eyes, and Colt knows the sassy, outspoken woman is for him. Nothing would excite him more than making her submit to his will.
Colt shows Katrina what a Dom is really capable of, but can he tame the firebrand into complete submission?

You can find out more at BOOKSTRAND HERE


I thought I would show off my fabulous new cover by Les Byerley. I think it's wonderful.

coming 6th June to Siren

New contract from Siren

I'm happy to announce I have a new contract with Siren for my latest book in the 
Guilty Pleasures Series

It is called 


and has a tentative release date set for June.

Read the 1st Chapter of IN DEBT TO THE DOM for free


Guilty Pleasures 1

Copyright © 2010

Chapter One

Keaton Rivers settled back in his executive chair and stared at the slowly darkening skyline. From his top floor office at Goldstein Rivers, he had an uninterrupted view. At this time of day with the lights just starting to come on, the city of Chicago looked stunning.

He chewed on his pencil and idly flicked through the personnel files once more. One of the managing directors was leaving in little more than a month’s time, and, as CEO, he always liked to have a hand in their replacement.

So far, he’d narrowed the field down to three candidates. All holding senior positions within the company, they could all bring their own personal skills to the job. He needed to wrap this up before he took his annual month-long vacation.

He flicked a switch on his intercom and spoke. “Leanne, please arrange working lunches with the following—Robert Kincade, Martin Scott, Joe Magnusson, and Maddie James.”

“Yes, Mr. Rivers. Anything else?”

“No. I’m gonna call it a night. You, too, Leanne.”

He turned to the bank of windows and stared once more into the night, seeing without seeing, his mind deep in thought. 

So why had he asked the fourth candidate, Maddie James, to lunch? To get her hopes up? He knew he’d already decided against her. At the age of twenty-eight, Maddie James was far too young for such a senior position. Managing Directors were usually in their mid-thirties. Maybe she’d get her chance in a year or two when she’d gained a little more experience, but not now.

The fact was he’d seen Maddie James several times around the office. Those pale green eyes and that wild hair, cascading around her face in a cloud of blonde, intrigued him. He guessed he just wanted to take a closer look to see if she lived up to his expectations. An abuse of his position, he knew, but what was the point of having power if he couldn’t occasionally use it to his own advantage?

Release Day for - Bought for the Billionaire's Bed

I'm so thrilled, my new book


 is released today.

This is the 2nd book in my 
Guilty Pleasures Series 
and can stand alone.

Thirty-five-year-old self-made billionaire Trent Mavers needs more excitement in his life. The social scene in New York has left him thoroughly disillusioned. When he meets twenty-five-year-old Swedish beauty Mia Johansson at a charity auction, he believes he’s found the perfect woman. Sexy, alluring and highly intelligent, she is dressed to kill and is everything he desires.
However, Mia is not all she seems. She is hiding her true identity. After a night of unbridled passion in the billionaire’s bed, she soon finds herself in serious trouble when her deception is uncovered. The only person who can save her now is Trent Mavers, the very man she has deceived.
Is he acting out of kindness by spending thousands of dollars to help her, or has the billionaire really just bought her for his bed?

To find out more and to purchase visit Bookstrand HERE


I just had to share my new cover for 


It's my first Everlasting Cover and by far my favourite. 

I love it!!

It's due to be released on 18th February 2011

I've been nominated for the Best BDSM Book 2010 at LRC

I can hardly believe it myself.

My book


has been nominated for the Best BDSM Book 2010 at Love Romances Cafe. I am honoured to be with so many other talented authors.


At twenty-eight, Maddie James has risen through the ranks of investment bank Goldstein Rivers to achieve great success. All of that changes when she receives a demand for half a million dollars for the safe return of her sister. Torn between her allegiance to her job and the demands of the kidnappers, she secretly wires the money, hoping to replace it with the sale of her house.
When thirty-six-year-old wealthy businessman Keaton Rivers discovers the money is missing from his company, he suspects Maddie. Will he throw her to the wolves or find another way for her to repay the debt?
As a Dom, Keaton knows Maddie would make the perfect submissive. From the very first moment he laid eyes on her, he’d wanted her. Only this time it will be on his terms...
To save her career, will Maddie make a deal with the Dom?

You can read an adult excerpt HERE

I've been nominated for the CAPA's

I am really honoured to have been nominated for the Favourite Erotic Author Category in the CAPA awards from The Romance Studio.

Winners will be announced on 14th February 2011

I'm just thrilled to be up against so many great authors.

Check out the nominee's HERE


I thought I'd introduce you to my new cowboy romance series. Its called 


And follows the Maverick family as they find love. The first book focuses on Fay Maverick and the love of her life, Brett Donovan.

When thirty-one-year-old Brett Donovan returns to Black Creek, Kansas, the accusation that tainted his life still remains. Disowned seven years ago by his father because of a lie, Brett knows that mud sticks. How can he contemplate a future here, when those around him are only too willing to remind him of his past?
Fay Maverick has always loved Brett. Their brief affair some seven years ago ended before it had really begun. Even if it means going against her four older brothers' wishes, she will use every trick in the book to win her man back. Can she convince Brett to stay, or will her brothers try and run him out of town?
With the Maverick brothers hot on his tail, Brett knows that staying around Black Creek could be dangerous. Should he leave, or will nights of passion with Fay prove far too tempting?

To read an excerpt click HERE