SIU7 Series Book 1
August 1, 2016
When your life is turned upside down…
Tara Roberts is forced to watch her family being murdered. She heads for Las Vegas leaving behind memories of her shredded life.
And you can’t pick up the pieces…
FBI agents inform her the murderer has escaped and is headed her way.
You seek solace in the strangest places…
FBI Agent Chance Anselmi tries protecting her to no avail. He offers Tara not only his protection but also his affection.
And realize love hides from no one.
While fighting off her nemesis, Tara finds strength and love in the arms of her Cajun protector.
Tara awoke with a start, beads of sweat rolling down her face. The darkened room grew hot and stuffy. She could barely make out the grey furry lump which was Timmy at the end of the bed. She leaned over and clicked the lamp switch on the night stand. Nothing. Maybe the bulb was burnt?
Looking down at her watch, she mashed a button on the side sending a glow of illumination over the dial. Three-thirty a.m.
Sheer silence in the room loomed in front of her. There wasn't a single sound stirring the air. No hum of air conditioning, no night sounds from outside, nothing.
An eerie feeling crept upon her. Was the electricity out? She opened the drawer on the night stand searching for a flashlight or something to guide her. Again, nothing.
Slipping out of bed and patting the air in front of her so she wouldn't bump into anything, she felt the hair at the back of her neck stand on in like static electricity. Though she could barely make him out, she saw Timmy stand up, hackles raised. He hissed vehemently.
A quick flash of white-hot light lit up the entire room followed by a crack of thunder so loud it vibrated the floorboards. She let out a high pitched squeak of fear as she grabbed her own arms and pulled them in over her chest as protection.
A thunderstorm, which must be what took out the electricity.
A shrill scratching sound like fingernails raking across a blackboard came from the window. She whipped her head toward the noise but saw nothing but drawn curtains.
The offensive noise came a second time. Fear started climbing up her spine making her heart race. Was someone trying to open her window?
Her feet moved quickly but silently to the door. Just as she reached out to turn the doorknob and make a run for it, the knob started turning on its own.
Holy crap! Someone was trying to get in her room!
Not sure she was headed in the right direction, she started feeling her way toward the closet. As she found the doorknob and twisted it, her bedroom door squeaked.
She jumped in the closet and pulled the door shut leaving a tiny crack so she could try to see her intruder. A beam of light swept back and forth across her darkened room. Someone was definitely in there. Fear ratcheted up another notch all through her body.
Wishing she had a weapon, she felt around the interior of the closet until she found purchase on some sort of metal stick which felt like a small piece of light pipe. She couldn't believe her luck! Wrapping her fingers around it, she lifted it in anticipation as she watched the beam of light grow stronger and nearer her location.
She could now see a shadowy figure holding what looked like a flashlight in one hand. Hovering in the other hand above it was a gun.
A gun! Oh, hell.
Her breath was suspended from fear, her heart was pounding out a brisk rhythm. All sorts of scenarios scooted through her brain, the worst of which was Alvin found her location, he'd murdered her FBI protectors, and now he was gunning for her. With one hand still on the doorknob, she felt a sudden pull on the door. Her heart jumped up in her throat. Not strong enough to counter the force, the door flew open.
Oh, God. This was it. Her life was going to end tonight right here in a damn closet.
SIU7 Series Book 2
April 1, 2017
When you seek revenge for injustice…
FBI Agent Travis Dean’s mother was murdered eighteen years ago. Pursuing redemption, he runs smack dab into a spicy Native American sheriff.
And find yourself at wit’s end with no solution in sight…
Sheriff Alexa Mock needs to solve her best friend’s murder. FBI agents arrive offering help with the case when the only clue is linked to Agent Dean’s mother’s cold case in Maine.
You accept help from unlikely sources…
Alexa joins Travis on a fact finding mission where they discover more clues and unearth a deadly connection to an underground organization hell bent on taking out the FBI’s SIU7 team.
While your heart ends up engaged in a battle of its own.
Will they find the killer and slow down the organization’s momentum? Can Alexa tame Travis’s wild heart before time runs out for everyone and everything?
Kat threw open the door of her hotel room for the fourth time in thirty minutes, only to find a very impatient Travis Dean leaning against the railing.
"Aren't you ready yet? Alex said she'd be at the diner at seven and it's..." he looked down at his watch so he missed the face Kat made, "...almost six-thirty."
"Like I told you five minutes ago and twenty before, I will be ready before seven. You do know the diner is a five minute walk from here, don't you? Hell, I can almost see it from here."
His breath puffed out with his frustration, which tickled Kat. It made her want to laugh.
"Look. I can tell you have a thing for the sheriff. I also know you want to get to work on the case. Trying to rush me is only going to slow me down."
Travis's shoulders dropped. He lifted his hands using air quotes. "I don't have a ‘thing' for the sheriff. Sure, she's a very attractive woman with an ass that won't quit." A faraway look crossed his face. Kat knew he was picturing what he'd like to do to her, which was something Kat did not want to envision.
She waved her hand in front of his face getting him to snap out of his sexy daydream. "Okay. I'll be ready in ten minutes. Why don't you go down and start the car, get the AC going. Make sure you have all the files on your mom's case too."
"Okay. Ten minutes or I'm coming back up here to drag you out."
His goofy smile appeared. She shot him the bird. He turned toward the stairs laughing. Kat closed her door shaking her head. Travis could deny it all he wanted. He and the sheriff were into each other. She'd witnessed all the flirting tossed around last night. She liked the sheriff. She was a tough woman. Women in law enforcement had to be to survive.
She'd just finished putting on her shoes when the room vibrated as if a big truck had pulled into the parking lot or as if a bomb had gone off. The sound of breaking glass suggested the latter. It had her racing for the door. Throwing it open, she bent over the railing of the balcony and gasped. The rental car was engulfed in flames.
Gone with the Dead
May 3, 2017
An Anthology of Romance and Horror where Gone with the Wind meets The Walking Dead!
When a convention of more than 4,000 romance writers and readers descends upon Atlanta Georgia, it can only mean one thing…a mash-up of two of the finest Georgia traditions.
Erotic romance anthologist Lori Perkins has brought together 16 tales of Southern love and death in this unique short story collection.
Christina and the Virus by Sarah Bale - A Dead Man is Hard to Find by Ellay Branton - A Piece of Him by R. L. Merrill - A Happy Medium by Freddie Milano - Bait by Isabelle Drake - Bloody Line by Carolyn Haven - Devil’s in the Well by Harley Easton - A Ferocious Blossom by Marie Piper - Kissing Summer by Megan Hart - If I Only Knew By Genevieve Williams - Animals by Sue Ayers - Dogs of War by Andrew Robertson - The Music Man by Kimberlie L. Faye - Fallen by Xio Axelrod - Leftovers by Cassandra Chandler - Here for You by Kate L. Mary
SIU7 Series Book 3
December 1, 2017
When the love of your life deserts you without explanation…
FBI Agent Derek Ross’s fiancée bales on their engagement and disappears. He thinks she is gone forever until a video exposes her current whereabouts.
And known killers are hell bent on locating and harming her…
Traveling through Florida, he stumbles upon his ex, Caroline Truman. Her addicted brother stole drugs and a special flash drive from gang members which forced them into exile. Derek and the gang locate them at the same time and a shooting occurs.
You seek out a way to help her survive the fight of her life…
Derek begs them to return to Quantico offering protection from those trying to destroy them.
While attempting to convince her you were meant to be together forever.Can Derek persuade Caroline they are meant for each other before evil forces destroy the only love he has ever known?
Derek wandered down to the beach across from the motel. He had a lot of thinking to do. When he first stepped out on the sand, he looked both ways and found the beach to be deserted. Just what he needed, to be alone with his thoughts.
He was still bewildered over having found Caroline. At this point, he wasn’t so sure anymore she’d wanted to be found. Right before they’d been interrupted, he’d sworn she was ready for anything. At least her body had spoken to him in such a way. After yesterday and today, he wasn’t sure about anything. He had gone a little too far. After all, Caroline belonged to no one, and he had been completely out of line with his aggression.
All day long he’d tried seeing Caroline so they could talk about what was happening between them again and to find out why she’d really left in the first place. Every time he went to the lobby or to the apartment to talk to her, Eli showed up. He would meet him at the door and would give him some trumped up excuse why Caroline wasn’t available. One time it was because she had gone shopping. Another time she was supposedly in conference with others who owned the motel and could not be disturbed.
He was trying his best to figure out a way to get her alone so they could have a talk. No matter what, he couldn’t help her and Eli if she wouldn’t talk to him.
After a couple of minutes of walking in the sand contemplating his next step, movement caught his eye. It didn’t take him long to realize it was Caroline. He reached a sand dune and stood there watching her walk along the water’s edge. She looked just like she did in the video they’d found in Frank Willis’s safe deposit box. Her hair was loose and flying around her head creating a tornado. Too bad it was late at night. A setting sun would have provided a perfect crimson backdrop to her beauty.
God, she was even more attractive now than she had been all those years ago. Her hips swayed to some unheard song as her hand was extended with fingers spread wide as if she were trying to capture the breeze in her hands.
He had to go to her. They’d been apart for so long. Ever since he’d laid eyes on her again, he hadn’t wanted to be anywhere but by her side.
She looked up as he reached her and gave him the smile he’d missed so much. Derek had to stop himself from scooping her up to kiss her silly. She didn’t know what she did to him with a single look.
"It’s beautiful here, don’t you think?" she asked as he approached. Her gaze then returned to the water. When he didn’t answer, she looked back his way.
"Yes. It is." He tilted his head and gazed into her eyes trying to convey the fact he meant she was the beautiful one, not the scenery. By the blush rising to her cheeks, he’d succeeded.
"So, what’s been happening in your life?" she asked, a note of curiosity tinting her voice.
"I’m not going to lie to you, Caroline. It’s been damned hard since you left." He leaned down and scooped up a handful of sand as they started walking down the beach together. A few sea shells were nestled in the sand. He picked them out and shook them free of sand particles. As he found a new shell, he examined it, brushed away the sand, and placed it in his pocket. "I threw myself into my work. I hated coming home to an empty house."
Guilt was etched on her face. "What happened to Midnight? Did you give him away?" She appeared anxious to find out about the pet he’d bought her and she’d abandoned.
"No. He’s still with me, except now he’s a spoiled brat." Derek laughed. He regaled her with a few tales of Midnight’s antics over the years. When he told her about Midnight’s recent need to kill his pillows and comforter, she laughed out loud for the first time since he’d found her. The sound sent warm fuzzies dancing around his heart.
Big Love in Little Reno
SIU7 Series Book 3.5
May 1, 2018
After receiving news about the death of a dear friend, grief weighs heavy on Tara Anselmi's fragile psyche while her husband, Chance, consoles her and offers to fly them to Reno for the funeral.
Still suffering ill effects from an illness that should have been over by now, Tara finds out what's really ailing her and realizes her marriage is about to be tested by a transition into their day-to-day lives.
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