My New(ish) Book is out Today!

Need two entertaining summer romances?

The two modern love stories in I’m Not Yours were written for women who need wine, a bubble bath, and a break.

Could that possibly be you?

If so, here’s the link, available only on Amazon: I'm Not Yours

To be clear, you don’t have to be IN a bubble bath to read these novellas.

Yeah, definitely wear cool glasses while you’re in the tub so you feel cool.

And it is not REQUIRED that you drink wine while reading the book.

This would throw my back out. The wine would end up on my face.

You can read I’m Not Yours anytime, anywhere, and I truly hope you like it.

I tried to make myself laugh when I wrote June’s Lace and The Apple Orchard. Writing books is brain-bashing hard, so I figured if I could make myself laugh and cackle, I could make you laugh, too.

My laughter probably sounded a tad unhinged, as I was often writing until two in the morning, but that is okay. It’s not like I was writing these books in my backyard at midnight making witchly noises in front of a bonfire which would have scared the neighbors.

This witch is not me. There are people in this world who probably think I am a witch, but not the magical kind.

Here’s a little info on the two novellas…

The Apple Orchard

Allie Pelletier was fired from her executive position at a fancy clothing chain after her boss, a difficult and deranged woman, threw her Manolo Blahnik shoes at her head.

Allie was relieved as her seventy-hour work weeks were exhausting. She caught the shoes and headed out. She sold her condo in a flash and moved to the old farmhouse and apple orchard that her estranged late father left her, along with a menagerie of funny pets.

When Spunky Joe the horse accidentally kicked her, Allie landed in the emergency room.

When Dr. Jace Rios, the love of her life she pushed away years ago, walked in, she ingloriously fainted at his feet.

And there we begin.

Two people must overcome a painful history and buried secrets to be together again.

With a little apple pie, it just might work.

(SHHH. BIG secret: It does work! But this is a romance story so you knew that.)

I need some pie. For the fruit, of course.

June’s Lace

June MacKenzie is a wedding dress designer living in a charming blue cottage on a cliff above the Oregon Coast.

This is Lincoln City, Oregon, the North End, by the tide pools. I took this photo. It is here that I get my sanity back and my nerves all calmed down.

Her dresses are eccentric and daring - a black leather and white lace dress for a motorcycle enthusiast, a dress filled with tiny white lights for a bride who loves fireflies.

This is not me, either. I am not this stylish. When I got married I was covered in white lace and looked like a nervous vanilla ice cream cone about to topple over or run.

June is positive she will never design her own wedding dress because she’s going through a mind-numbing divorce. (She wore a boring suit at her first wedding. It was her fifth favorite suit, too.)

Her soon to be ex-husband is a controlling vermin-man who has decided he wants part of her wedding dress business. She would rather be hit by lightning.

June would rather be hit by lightning than endure working with her monstrous ex-husband. Some of you probably feel the same way.

But when June is knocked over by a sneaker wave and rescued by a sincere and steamy-hot country music song writer, she knows she’s been knocked over by more than just water. Amidst planning her sister’s wedding with her hilarious, eccentric family, can she learn to trust the singing cowboy in front of her?

(SPOILER ALERT! Yes, she can! But read the story anyhow, as it’s a sweet one.)

Wishing you flowers and love. THANK YOU for reading my books.

*** Eons ago, almost in the time of castles, knights, and yore, June’s Lace was previously printed in Beach Season, and The Apple Orchard was previously printed in You’re Still the One.

Oh, to be a friendly knight on a horse! It would be sweaty and the helmet might give me a panic attack, but it would be worth it.