Get ready to head back to Blue Moon, folks!

There’s a new release heading to Kindles everywhere. You can expect to download your copy of Not Part of the Plan onto your Kindle on April 11!

Let’s talk details… this is the fourth book in my Blue Moon series. Each book can be read as a standalone, so if you haven’t picked the first ones up yet, you can jump right in with Not Part of the Plan.

For the record, Blue Moon books are sexy AND hilarious. They’re set in the small, idyllic town of Blue Moon Bend in upstate New York. Taken over by wandering hippies after Woodstock, the town still clings to its sixties roots with a heavy dose of nosey small town mixed in. The men are sexy alphas and the women are complicated, confusing, and charming.

In this sweet and sexy story, Nikolai Vulkov is a famous, womanizing fashion photographer whose life has suddenly lost its appeal. He decides an extended vacation with his best friend Summer Pierce and her husband Carter will be just the cure. Spending a few weeks on a farm in the middle of nowhere with twin one-year-olds? If that doesn’t make his old life more appealing, nothing will.

And speaking of appealing, when Niko meets Emmaline, the fiesty, no-nonsense brewery manager, he senses a challenge.

Emma’s not into bad boys or flings and lets Niko know it. She likes an orderly life, a plan, a direction. But once in the friend zone, Niko works to wear her down. Emma starts to wonder just how bad could one night with him be? How good could one night be?

The rest of Blue Moon reassembles for this book, picking up their stories nearly a year after the last book ends. Catch up with your favorite Pierce brother and all of your eccentric Blue Mooners and their hippie ways. There’s a Knit Off, Clementine the goat strikes again, and everyone’s favorite dead head Fitz reveals a very interesting side career.

Here’s a handful of my favorite snippets from Not Part of the Plan…

“What’s a dildo, Mama?”


“Crap. Four seconds in my house and we’ve already ruined your very nice Tom Ford. Sorry about that. Fluids just fly constantly around here,” Summer apologized.

“I figured that’s how you got twins,” Niko joked.


Carter glared at him and stroked a hand through his own beard. “I thought you hated facial hair.”

“Where did you ever get that idea?” Beckett asked innocently.

Carter threw his cards down on the table. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because of every snide comment you’ve ever made about my beard in the past five years?”

“What are you talking about?” Beckett feigned confusion. “I’ve said nothing but nice things about your beard.”

“Bullshit!” Carter shouted, pointing at his brother. “Bull. Shit. ‘Don’t get beard hair in my food, Carter.’ ‘You look like a wookie, Carter,’” he mimicked in a falsetto voice. “Bull fucking shit.”

Check out Chapter One here to wet your whistle! Can’t wait for April 11th! Sign up for my newsletter here to make sure you never miss a hot, new release.



Dear Readers,

I was due for a blog post and asked Facebook what they’d like to hear about and the answer was: inspiration. Where do I get the ideas for my stories and characters?”

Well, I’ll tell you. I’m the person sitting in the restaurant eavesdropping on the tables around her. At family gatherings, I’m filing away mental notes left and right. I consume books and TV and movies while cataloging details and tying them to plots or characters that I’ve had floating around in my head.

Inspiration is EVERYWHERE.

Anywhere there are people interacting with other people, there’s a romance novel – or at least a good fight scene – waiting to be born. People who are jerks in real life often end up as barely disguised jerks in my stories. And people who deserve a better outcome in real life just might find it in a story. It’s my way of playing karma, fictional though it may be.

The funny thing about inspiration is its inconsistency. That amazeballs fight scene that I’d been salivating about writing is over and now I’m banging my head against the keyboard for days trying to force the words to come out. Some days writing 5,000 words is a piece of chocolate cake with peanut butter icing (which apparently is not a thing outside of Pennsylvania??). Other days, 500 words is excruciating. The only thing to do is get better at plugging away at the tough parts.

And maybe that’s life. Enjoy it when it’s flowing and learn how to bust through the roadblocks when they crop up. :)

That’s all I’ve got in terms of inspiration. Stay tuned for news on Not Part of the Plan and a brand new FREE book available only to my newsletter subscribers!



Every once in a while in this writer’s life, there comes a day like today where something (usually technology) pushes me too far over the edge for me to trust myself to write at home. Because, left to my own devices (ha), I will probably throw something important and expensive through a window and eventually end up regretting the mangled laptop and shattered glass all over my office.

So today I made the trek out of the house (had to put on real pants whomp whomp) to write at a cafe. I have a local cafe that I usually enjoy, but for writing purposes, it’s a poor choice. It’s one of those places where the same dozen regulars gather every day and then try to turn all of the strangers into regulars too. So you’re sitting there with your headphones on, but not playing any music because you’re too paranoid to listen to tunes in public and miss out on some yelling fire, and one of these charmingly disheveled, retired regulars will politely ask if they can take the other empty chair at your two-top table.

You, being a generally pleasant human being, give a polite nod and possibly a brief smile and a “sure” before getting back to the incredibly inappropriate sex scene you’re writing. But this regular doesn’t want to take your extra chair, he wants to sit at the table with you and talk politics and weather and today’s sock fashions. And if it’s not a regular distracting you, it’s the kids that come into the cafe to eat their lunches because apparently this school district allows students to leave school property during lunch hours so they come in and eat out of cute little lunch boxes and yell at each other and generally destroy the peace and quiet with their charming kidness.

Anyway, so I decided that today I’d drag my ass to a Starbucks because Starbucks customers know how to respect the anonymity and personal space of fellow customers. Plus, I really wanted a vanilla sweet cream cold brew. Anyway, I walk in the door and I’m already regretting it. There’s ONE table left with ONE chair and it’s located uncomfortably close to two guys having some sort of business meeting. That’s okay, that’s fine. I’m less likely to throw my freaking laptop through the storefront window with so many witnesses.

I get my drink, I take the table, and I put on my headphones. Unfortunately the business guys are pretty loud so I have to actually listen to music which is a whole other issue since I’m an oblivious headphone wearer, singing along out loud to music that no one else can hear and table bopping to the beat. So I’m sitting there, pouring my guts out into a really emotional scene and trying not to clap along with Fitz and the Tantrums, when a little redhead who couldn’t have been more than four years old skips up to my table and puts a gigantic iced tea on it. She grins at me and in those adorable little kid eyes, I saw the universe saying “Neener neener!”

The little iced tea thief skipped off after I laughed and her mother demanded she stop giving away her iced tea. And then I was like “Holy. Shit. I just met Aurora.” (Note to New Readers: Aurora is an adorable child from the Blue Moon series. You should totally read it!) I started looking around after that and I realized EVERYONE IN THIS PLACE COULD BE A CHARACTER! There were the two business guys who busted out a secret buddy-guy handshake, the cashier who was yelling jolly, friendly things at every customer because I think he was hard of hearing, and the retired couple who got coffees and she read a paperback (not one of mine) while her husband snuck a picture of my shoes.

Then there was the coolest lady I’ve ever seen and I want to be just like her when/if I grow up. She was teensy with excellent posture, and dressed in really sexy looking workout leggings and a long-sleeve tunic tee. She had on these super trendy plastic frame glasses and was also wearing the smuffiest moccasins I’ve ever seen. She had her hair (gray with lavender highlights) pulled up in a fun topknot. When I do a topknot and wear leggings out of the house I look potentially homeless. She looked like she had just ambled out of some fancy art studio where she spends her afternoons creating masterpieces and was on her way to the grocery store to pick out a few items for tonight’s chef-inspired feast she would prepare for a dozen of her closest friends who are all almost as cool as she is.

Can you see why it’s dangerous to let me out of the house? My mind is on constant character alert. I actually exhaust myself sometimes. Fortunately, I nailed my word count goal before my bladder exploded (close call) and I was able to return home, calmer, less likely to destroy my laptop, and excited about either turning into my new life and style icon or at least writing her into one of my books.

In book news, Not Part of the Plan, the fourth title in the Blue Moon series is ALMOST finished!!!



I had an inkling that today would be a rough Monday for many of us so I went to great lengths to bombard people with hilarious memes on FB.

And together, through laughter, snarkiness, and some alcohol, we got through the day! Nice job, everyone!

In writing news, I’ve officially started writing Blue Moon #4 (working title, unless I literally can’t come up with anything decent). So I’m getting to know Nikolai and Emma as they get to know each other, if you know what I mean… WINK. I’m really excited to be working on a Blue Moon book again. It feels a little bit like coming home… if home were a hippie commune in upstate New York.

In other non-news, we’ve got a Sinner & Saint: Crossing the Line GIVEAWAY going on on Amazon! So if you have any friends who haven’t read it yet, tell them to visit the contest and enter for a chance to win a free ebook.

Okay, I’ve got to take a shower before Mr. Lucy starts sniffing the air when he walks in the room.



Happy Monday morning to you! First, a shoutout to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. on his day. It’s always a pleasure for me to mark the day that honors a man so focused on love and peace. May we all remember his Pinterest-worthy wisdom…

Speaking of love, my new release, Heart of Hope is out! This long-ass novella is set in the Kindle World of Hope Falls created by the lovely writing duo Melanie Shawn. Melanie and Shawna have been kicking butt at the romance game and I was thrilled when they invited me to write in their Hope Falls world. And not just because there was a town Bible so I didn’t have to make up any places or secondary characters myself ????

However, you know me. I can’t tell a short story. So I ended up with a 50k-word novel following Bristol Quinn as she and her family grieve the loss of her younger sister, Hope, in a tragic accident. Writing the prologue involved a lot of tissues for me. Bristol is a single mother of an eight-year-old daughter and runs her own business. She doesn’t have the time or the energy for love, but as her older sister’s Christmas wedding approaches, she decides to reach out to Hope’s heart recipient to invite him or her to the wedding.

When Bristol doesn’t get a response to her letter, she throws herself into coaching her daughter’s peewee hockey team…badly. But sexy stranger Beau arrives in town and scrapes her off the ice, offering to teach her how to skate and coach. He says he’s in town for a yoga retreat, but he’s definitely hiding something.

Bristol discovers that something when he disappears after a magical night together only to reappear at her sister’s Christmas wedding with a very special gift for her family.

This book seriously murdered my feelings over and over again as I was writing.

And the idea for it came to me from this story that went viral this summer. I remember watching the video of the bride putting her hand over her father’s heart that now beats in someone else’s chest and needing to take a five minute break to stop hyperventilating and sobbing.

You know I love viral videos that turn me into a mushy mess. The idea for Pretend You’re Mine came from all the military homecoming videos I was binge-watching at the time. And thankfully, according to my ARC team and early reviews, I wasn’t the only one who got a tad bit teary over Heart of Hope. I hope you pick up the story, cry your face off, and tell all your friends.

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ctlHave you ever been so focused on a project that when you emerge from it you kind of forget how to be a normal human being again? That’s me right now. Back in July when I started writing Sinner & Saint, I was super pumped. I’d been thinking about the characters and the story for quite a while and the writing was going well. Too well.

Before I knew it, I was staring down the barrel of 100k words. And I was only halfway through the story. So one book became two. Now, if you’re anything like me, you hate cliffhangers and unfinished stories (and then as soon as you’ve finished a story, you wish you were still reading it). Well, I can’t do anything about the second thing, but I can help with the first!

I didn’t want you to have to wait an eternity between Sinner & Saint books so I wrote and wrote and wrote until I had told Waverly Sinner and Xavier Saint’s story in two full novels.


  • Sinner & Saint: Crossing the Line will be available for purchase on November 28.
  • Sinner & Saint: Breaking the Rules will be available for PREORDER with Crossing the Line’s launch and will be released on December 28. 

I wrapped up Breaking the Rules on vacation in Barbados and it was an amazing feeling to finish the story I’d been thinking about for almost a year. And let me tell you, celebrating in Barbados was pretty freaking cool! But that’s not important. Let’s talk about what you need to know about Sinner & Saint! Check out the synopsis to Crossing the Line here.

In a Nutshell

Waverly Sinner is a 20-year-old actress trapped by fame—and her manipulative parents. Xavier Saint owns the country’s most prominent private security firm and he’s tired of babysitting entitled celebrities. Waverly is sick of allowing everyone else to make decisions for her. She’s determined to shake him loose. He’s determined to stick. Things get very sparky, very fast, and as they get to know each other, the line between personal and professional gets blurry.

When a stalker gets too close, Xavier needs to stay one step ahead of him to keep Waverly safe. He vows that no one is going to get through him to get to her. But will his personal feelings end up endangering her instead?

Random Fast Facts About Sinner & Saint

  1. Five Years: The books take place five years apart, so that’s a pretty big hint on how the first book ends.
  2. What I Love About Waverly: When we meet her, we find a resilient girl who’s hanging on by a thread. Her life is a wreck, but she’s not giving up until she gets to start calling the shots. She’s damaged and a little desperate for change. Catching up with her five years later, she’s a bad-ass woman with a kick-ass life. And she’s not big on second chances.
  3. What I Love About Xavier: EVERYTHING. The man is a Boy Scout. I know bad boys are hot, but man, I love writing a good guy. He’s protective, possessive, and has hero written all over him. He will do anything to protect Waverly and, in the second book, anything to get her to forgive him.
  4. Secrets, Trust Issues, and Really Messy Relationships: I was in reader/writer heaven.
  5. The Middle: Don’t be discouraged by how the first book ends. I’m Lucy Freaking Score, I don’t believe in unhappily ever after. This is just the halfway point of their story. I make up for it in the second book!

Bottom Line

These two novels are hot and angsty and suspenseful. If you liked Pretend You’re Mine, I think you’re really going to enjoy the Sinner & Saint books. I’m really excited for you to fall in love with Xavier and Waverly! See you on the 28th!



This weekend marked a huge milestone of sorts for me. On October 22, 2015, Pretend You’re Mine was published on Amazon. The timing was incredibly fortuitous as I had just gotten canned from my job the day before.

Let me back up a bit, I worked for a conservative accounting firm. And, guessing that the news wouldn’t be well-received, I kept my hobby of romance writing TOP SECRET. During my annual review when one of the bosses showed concern that I didn’t share any personal goals with them, I kept my mouth shut and didn’t say, “My goal is to write bestselling romance novels so I can quit this job.”

I wrote and released Undercover Love earlier that year and, while secretly thrilled by its modest success, I didn’t tell a soul at work that my dreams of being a published author came true. But I was so proud of the work I’d done with Pretend You’re Mine that when the book was getting formatted for its debut on Amazon, I finally confessed to some of my co-workers.

It felt sooooo good to tell them!

As the launch day neared, I got nervous and felt like it was something I should share with the bosses. I didn’t want them to find out from someone else and feel like I had betrayed them or disappointed them by keeping it a secret.

So the Monday before Pretend You’re Mine came out, I nervously hovered in the doorway of one of the bosses (I had several). I made my confession and considered it a success when she didn’t seem upset.

On Wednesday I was called into the conference room and told that my services at the company would no longer be needed and that I could have until the end of the year to find a new job.

I was devastated.

I’d struggled with the job from the beginning, but felt so invested in the people and my efforts. I felt like I was a failure, as if there was something wrong with me that I just couldn’t fit into the professional world. I’d been laid off three years prior from what I thought was my dream job at a newspaper that canned seventy people in one day the same year they won the Pulitzer. I’d also spent years working for a university’s alumni magazine in a sweet work from home deal that ended abruptly when my supervisor needed to shore up the department’s budget.

I took all of these “departures” personally, spending half the time feeling like a big, fat failure and the other half of the time indignant that no one recognized my value to their organization. (OK, it was probably more like 20/80.)

So I went home, freshly fired, and the next morning Pretend You’re Mine went live on Amazon.

I can’t even tell you how proud I am of that book and all of the amazing accolades it earned. It changed my life and gave me a new start as the author I always dreamed I would be. Thanks to book sales, I was able to quit before the end of the year. Which, I’ll admit, felt so damn good.

It’s been a year since then. And I never could have imagined where this year would take me. I’ve been writing full time and, by the end of December, I’ll have six published books to my name. I’ve slept late, taken vacations, learned to sail, and written almost every single day. I make my own schedule and worship the flexibility that I now have.

Of course, it hasn’t been all Champagne and sandy beaches. This is the hardest freaking job I’ve ever had in my life. Sometimes I sit at my computer for twelve hours a day trying to make the story perfect for you (and for me). Sometimes I hit a wall, a thirty-story brick wall that seems insurmountable. I don’t have stubborn or short-sighted or “this is the way we’ve always done it” bosses to blame mistakes on. I worry about running out of ideas. I worry about having too many ideas. I worry about disappointing readers. I worry about embarrassing family members when they read the sexy parts. I worry that the next book won’t sell. I worry about dumping all of the household stuff on Mr. Lucy because I’m glued to my keyboard. I worry about not being there for friends and family when a deadline looms. I worry about suddenly sucking at writing.

But I keep doing it. Because I love it. Because this is what I’m supposed to do.

So thank you to Mr. Lucy for supporting my dreams and telling me that the best thing that could happen to me would be to get fired, to my family who isn’t remotely surprised that this is where I am today,to the indie publisher who took a chance on me, to the people who believed in me, and even the people who didn’t believe in me. Because of all of you, I pushed hard to make this happen and I’m so proud to be here today!



Hey everyone! I’ve been getting a lot of questions about what’s next from readers. Well, hang on to your bookmarks because it’s a LOT.

While working on the Blue Moon series, an idea for a hot, sexy, wild story kept floating through my brain. Don’t worry, I promise you that the Pierce brothers didn’t suffer! But the idea did percolate for six months before I could finally lay fingers to keyboard for…Sinner and Saint! My heart actually beats faster just thinking about this story.


But this is complicated news so let’s talk good news, bad news, good news.

Good news

You’re going to have Sinner and Saint: Crossing the Line in November! Yay! Further good news, it’s a sexy, meaty, hot, exciting thriller. Waverly Sinner is a second-generation Hollywood goddess living in the gilded cage of expectations. At twenty, she’s still under the thumb of her parents, one of Hollywood’s golden power couples. But when a threat materializes against their precious princess, her parents use it as an excuse to hire a private security firm to protect her…and keep her in line. If Waverly felt like she was in a cage before, meeting Xavier Saint slams the door shut on her own private prison. She can’t go anywhere without him shadowing her, bossing her around, judging her. He thinks she’s just another spoiled starlet, but Waverly is just a few months shy of breaking out of the life she never chose, that is, if she can get past Xavier to escape.

Instead of love at first sight, Sinner and Saint is a battle royale. But when a dangerous stalker threatens Waverly’s life, she has to trust Xavier to stand between her and a potential killer. Adrenaline, forbidden lust, and danger? Oh yeah, the sparks are a flyin’ in this story!

Bad news

Here’s where it gets dicey. This is just the beginning of Sinner and Saint. And the beginning is so long it is its own book. I really had a vision for the complete story when I started, but what I didn’t know was how much material was necessary to tell it all. So I had to break it into two books. I know what you’re saying “Oh, so two books! That’s pretty great!” It is except for the fact that the perfect and very natural break between the two story halves is a…dun dun dunnnn…cliffhanger.

Back to better news

I plan to release Sinner and Saint: Breaking the Rules in December. So that’s just a month apart for TWO books and I swear on my morning coffee that you’ll get your happily ever after! It just might take close to two hundred thousand words with a one month breather.

So apologies, for those of you (myself included) who really do not have the patience for cliffhangers. But I promise I’ll make it worth your while.

Even gooder news

So as if two books in two months isn’t good enough, guess who’s releasing a novella in January?? THIS GIRL! The very talented sister writing team Melanie Shawn invited me to write a book in their Hope Falls Kindle World. This book releases January 12 and it’s going to be sweet and sexy and punch you all right in the feels with a Christmas story that’s Hallmark Channel-worthy.

Three books in three months? OMG, it’s a Christmas Lucy miracle!

But wait, there’s more!

Also, for those of you who were really sad to see the end of the Pierce Brothers and Blue Moon, don’t be! The book after my Hope Falls installation will be #4 in the Blue Moon series starring Gia’s sister Emmaline, who is now general manager of the restaurant side of John Pierce Brews. After spending years working in L.A. she has exactly zero tolerance for womanizers, so imagine how she’ll feel about becoming the latest fascination to photographer and serial love ‘em and leave ‘em hunk Nikolai Vulkov. Just how far do you think the Beautification Committee will go to make Niko fall in love with Emma and their crazy town? Far enough to make him finally want to put down roots?

I’m really, really, REALLY excited about all of these stories. Like wild-eyed-crazy-person-dance-into-Mr.-Lucy’s-office-because-I-wrote-something-awesome excited. I seriously cannot wait for you to meet these characters and read their stories. And if the Sinner & Saint cliffhanger is a deal breaker, just buy both books in December and have a massive read-a-thon.

Note to self: Totally need “Don’t Bother Me I’m Reading” sweatshirts.



Lucy Score Jax book 3The Last Second Chance, Jax and Joey’s story in the Blue Moon Series, went live on Amazon. It’s a few days early and so the release fell on during my beach vacation with Mr. Lucy, my sister, Madison, and Mr. Madison. As I was typing this from the deck and staring at the ocean I was reminded of last year’s beach vacation.

I was sitting on the bed staring out the window at everyone else on the beach while I answered angry emails from one of my bosses. That same week, at around 11 p.m. one night I finished writing Pretend You’re Mine. At the time, I had no idea what a success that story would be. I only knew that I loved the story, the characters, the town so much and I was so proud of what I’d written, even if no one else ever read it.

Fast forward one year and here I am, a full-time author with FIVE books under my belt…and no angry bosses! And it’s all because you readers are so supportive and so happy to give my stories your positive word of mouth! So thank you from the bottom of my heart! You made my dreams come true!

OK, enough mushy crap. Let me tell you a few of my favorite things about The Last Second Chance and Jax and Joey…

  1. We get to meet John Pierce…sort of. Not in a paranormal way. But the reader finally gets an introduction to Carter, Beckett, and Jax’s father. We already knew he was a good man because he and Phoebe raised those boys right! But in this book the reader gets access to some of John’s most important memories of his family.
  2. I love second chance stories because there’s so much history and angst and spice to even the most innocent interactions. So when those angsty, spicy characters finally do come together, it’s freaking HOT!
  3. Joey has to be one of my favorite lady characters so far. She’d rather spend time with horses than people, but finds herself in the middle of this sloppy family and this nosey town and resignedly finds herself enjoying it all. She’s independent, smart, successful, and sarcastic. I wanted her to walk off the page and roll her eyes at me when I ask her to go shopping.
  4. The dog scene. I’m not going to go into spoiler mode here because I don’t want to ruin a single second of this scene for you. But I laughed so hard while writing this scene that Mr. Lucy had to come into my office to check on me a few times!
  5. We finally find out why Jax left all those years ago. When I started writing this series, I wasn’t actually sure why he left so I was pretty excited when I figured it all out. :)

I had a fantastic time writing about Jax and Joey. The characters in Blue Moon, especially the Beautification Committee, did not disappoint in this story! I hope you enjoy reading their story!



Mr. Lucy and I ventured out to San Diego last week for the Romance Writers of America convention where I met NORA ROBERTS! Okay, it was a book signing and she basically met everyone in a 50-mile radius of San Diego, but it still totally counts.

You may wonder why this is such a big deal to me. Nora Roberts is literally the reason I write romance novels. I’ve been reading Nora’s books since I got tall enough to sneak them off my mom’s book shelf. Her latest book, The Obsession, is one of my all-time favorites. So you can imagine how embarrassingly excited I was last week. Like horribly embarrassing because this happened.


Nora and the mysterious Mr. Lucy are photobombed by a crazy woman.

Yup. I photobombed Nora Roberts. She was a very good sport about it.

So my Nora exposure continued with a Q&A during the conference. And here are a few of the highlights of said Q&A.

Nora Roberts cleans her glasses before her Q&A and we watch in fascination.

Nora Roberts cleans her glasses before her Q&A and we watch in fascination.

Nora drops the f-bomb

“Put a f*&#ing period!”

In an anecdote about the editing process, Nora mentioned a writer who confessed to spending two weeks on a sentence and couldn’t figure out how to end it. Nora’s response:

Nora on marriage

“Being married to a writer, you have to be insane.”

When asked what qualities a writer should look for in a spouse/partner, Nora recommends finding someone who “knows when to shut the f&%* up” and doesn’t “invade your space when you’re working.”

I think we could pass for sisters.

I think we could pass for sisters.

Question for Nora 

“Do you have regular human emotions?”

A guy in the audience asked Nora if she experiences the same doubt and anxiety as the rest of us. She does. We’re basically sisters. See?

Random entertaining quotes

“A little head wound will just gush.”

“A dog, for me, completes your life.”

“Bring out the fish sticks.”

“I don’t want to talk to anyone at all. Probably ever.”