Friday, June 28, 2019

Finicky Friday - Watermelon Fries


1/2 small watermelon, cut into fries
Zest of one lime
½ to 1 tsp. chili powder, depending on spice preference
Pinch kosher salt

1/4 c. Greek yogurt
1 tbsp. lime juice
2 tsp. honey
Pinch chili powder

In a medium bowl, combine watermelon, lime zest, chili powder, and salt. Toss to combine.

In a small bowl, whisk together yogurt, lime juice, and honey. Top with a pinch of chili powder. Serve watermelon fries with yogurt sauce on the side for dipping.


Tuesday, June 25, 2019

Tuesday Teaser

“Thanks for coming.” Dolf sat at the table in his office, the betas sitting around him. “Before we start, I want to update everyone on the construction on the jail. Tal and his crew finished up, and it passed inspection. We’re officially open, and Marshell is in charge.”
“Will it be opened full time? Do we, I don’t know, have shifts there?” Remi asked.
“Yes, it will. I’ll be interviewing for positions to help him out so I don’t foresee a need for my betas to be there. There are only a few cells, but if there’s a crime committed that’s significant enough, I’ll send that person on to the Territory Leader to deal with. Think of it as a holding tank.”
“What’s he going to do when the place is empty?” Brier asked.
“Running applications for admittance into the clowder, coordinating with me for clowder related issues, and things like that,” Dolf said. “I’ll keep him busy.”
Heller grinned. “So, he’s an administrative assistant?”
“Don’t bust his balls. He’ll help me keep things running smoothly from behind a computer,” Dolf said. “Marshell won’t hold the title of beta, but I will depend on him.”
“He’s reduced his hours at the shop for this too.” Janelle wrinkled her nose. “When the elders find out what he’s doing, they won’t be happy.”
“Yes, well, they can add it to the list of things they’re unhappy with.” Dolf’s eyes flashed blue for a second. “Moving along. The reason I called this meeting is because Sam noticed an odd scent on a dumpster at his restaurant, Arches. I sent Brier to investigate. It appears we had an unknown werecat in the territory, which, by itself, isn’t worrisome. Intruders usually move on. The problem is this werecat had no personal scent marker.”
Remi whistled. “Whoa.”
“Indeed. Brier? Would you repeat what you told me?”
“Yes, Alpha. The first thing I noticed was the faded scent of a werecat, but it was generic. There were stronger chemical-based notes—oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, and water. As you all know, that’s the basic composition of humans, but this was no human,” Brier said. “This was a werecat, but it had no personal marker and—”
“Are you sure this werecat didn’t have a scent? Because, you know, we all do.”
“—and yes, I’m positive. I know we all have one, Heller. This one didn’t,” Brier continued. “Trust me, it’s not something you can miss.”
Janelle shook her head. “Sam found it first and said it confused his cat. Left him feeling territorial. Kinda pissed. It bothered him, which was why he brought it our Alpha’s attention.”
Dolf folded his hands on the table. “Which begs the question: How does a werecat not have a personal scent? I’ve never heard of such."

Monday, June 24, 2019

Pucker Up Monday

It's not what you think, lol. Since Mondays do tend to suck, I though I'd try to start the week off right for y'all. So... pucker up!

Tuesday, June 18, 2019

Tuesday Teaser

More from The One and Only:

Brier climbed inside and buckled his seat belt. “So, I hear we have a stop to make. Everything okay?”
Tal, sitting in the front, turned slightly, tucking a long stand of hair behind his ear. “Oh yeah, just need some paperwork I left yesterday. I was—”
“In a mad rush to get home.” Kirk snickered next to Brier in the back.
“After the text you two sent me?” Tal huffed. “Of course I was.”
“I’m surprised he didn’t get a speeding ticket.” Kirk winked at Brier.
They made small talk on the way to the office. Dolf got lucky and found a parking spot in front of Tal’s business, Martin Construction Company. It was located on the town square. Vehicles lined the street, thanks to the number of thriving shops.
“I won’t be but a minute. You guys want to come in?” Tal opened the truck door.
“Tal, wait.” Dolf snagged Tal’s arm, staring at the man standing near entrance. “Do you know who that is 
Kirk leaned over, peering between the seats. “Why is someone hanging around the door? The office is open, right, Tal?”
“Yes. At eight.”
Brier gently moved Kirk out of the way.
“What the hell?” Kirk mumbled, smacking Brier’s arm.
“I need to see, Alpha-mate,” Brier said.
An attractive young man with big gray eyes and brown hair stood in front of the business tucking in his shirt. His hands trailed over his chest. Brier gulped. A very toned chest. Instead of walking inside, he ran his fingers through his hair—a length that would be perfect for grabbing ahold of. Brier jumped. Where did that come from? Finally the stranger reached for the handle then dropped his hand. Brier watched as the man took a deep breath. Then another.
“See what?” Kirk complained. “A kid standing at Tal’s office door?”
“He’s not a kid. Early twenties, I’d guess, but he’s a young guy none of us recognize who’s milling around the place where both my Alpha and his other Alpha-mate work,” Brier pointed out. Dammed if he would mention how his body was reacting. “A guy who looks nervous, going by his body language. That makes me nervous.”

Monday, June 17, 2019

Pucker Up Monday

It's not what you think, lol. Since Mondays do tend to suck, I though I'd try to start the week off right for y'all. So... pucker up!

Friday, June 14, 2019

Finicky Friday - Grilled Grouper with Watermelon Salsa

Grilled Grouper with Watermelon Salsa

Total Time: 21 Mins
Yield: Makes 4 servings


4 (4-oz.) grouper fillets

1 teaspoon freshly ground pepper

1 teaspoon salt, divided

3 tablespoons olive oil, divided

2 cups chopped seedless watermelon

1/4 cup chopped pitted kalamata olives

1/2 English cucumber, chopped

1 small jalapeño pepper, seeded and minced

2 tablespoons minced red onion

2 tablespoons white balsamic vinegar

How to Make It
Step 1
Preheat grill to 350º to 400º (medium-high) heat. Sprinkle grouper with pepper and 1/2 tsp. salt. Drizzle with 2 Tbsp. olive oil.

Step 2
Grill fish, covered with grill lid, 3 to 4 minutes on each side or just until fish begins to flake when poked with the tip of a sharp knife and is opaque in center.

Step 3
Combine chopped watermelon, next 5 ingredients, and remaining 1/2 tsp. salt and 1 Tbsp. olive oil. Serve with grilled fish.


Tuesday, June 11, 2019

Tuesday Teaser

Brier’s  coffee sloshed over the rim, scalding his fingers. Quickly he set it on the countertop. Of all the things he’d expected Breanna to want to talk about when she asked him over last night, this hadn’t made the list. “Did… did you just say you found your mate?”

“Oh! Are you okay?” Breanna grabbed Brier’s hand. “Here, let me….” She dragged him toward the sink. “I’m going to run cold water over—”

“You don’t have to do that. It’s not like it won’t heal in a few minutes anyhow.” Still, Brier stood patiently, letting her tended to the already fading burn. “Congratulations! Dammit, Bre, why didn’t you tell me that last night?”

Breanna patted the skin dry with a hand towel, tossed it to the side, and then refilled Brier’s coffee. “Try not to spill it this time. Anyway, one more day wouldn’t change anything. I mean, yeah, I would’ve liked for you to come by then, but you sounded whipped. Everything okay?”

“Nope, you’re not changing the subject on me.” He bopped her on the nose. “I’m fine. Now, back to you. A mate, huh?”

“Yes!” Breanna bounced on her toes, giggling. “So, I was at this store in the mall, and from out from nowhere, came this scent! By all that’s holy, talk about the best thing I’ve ever smelled. My cat went nuts—yowling and purring, hissing and caterwauling.”

“Yup, from what I’ve heard, that sounds about right. Seriously, congratulations.” Brier toasted her with his mug. “I’m happy for you.”

Sighing, Breanna picked up her coffee and sipped it. “Yeah, well, hold onto that thought because there’s more.”

He didn’t care the sound of that. “What?”

“She’s human. Just like Kirk and Lawson were before they joined. Her name is Shannon Smith.”
“Fuck, Bre.” Brier set coffee down and scrubbed his hands over his face.

Wanna see Shannon? Check out my Pinterest board for The One and Only

Monday, June 10, 2019

Pucker Up Monday

It's not what you think, lol. Since Mondays do tend to suck, I though I'd try to start the week off right for y'all. So... pucker up!

Saturday, June 8, 2019


So, I have an announcement to make. Because of on-going payment issues for over a year now, I've asked for my rights back from Dreamspinner Press. Come June 30th all my English titles at Dreamspinner Press will be pulled. All fourteen books will eventually go back up, but it'll take time for me to self-pub them. Some covers I’ll get, others I’ll have redone. I’m in the process of that, starting with Trouble Comes in Threes.

I’m finishing the last werecat book now and will eventually start a spin-off series that has to do Carter’s wolves. They were introduced in Aidric’s story.

As hard as this decision was, I feel it was the best thing for me.