December 17, 2014

Happy Holidays! 3 Special Giveaways for My Readers!

It's been a while since I haven't been on a tight deadline. I still am, but I thought I'd pop up for a second to offer my loyal readers a special treat. Actually, THREE special treats. 3 giveaways, all a little bit different. I hope you like them. I wish you all a very safe and happy holiday season. May you enjoy time with your family and friends and loved ones. And may you enjoy a good book (or two.)


I thought this would be a great way to show my appreciation for libraries, as well as give a gift that more than one person may benefit from. So... a library giveaway! Do you love your library? Do you want them to carry my books? Then, please, take advantage of this one (and note the special conditions. This box will ONLY be delivered to a library address).

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Many people can't make it to signings and I am not doing as many signings in 2015 as I did this year, due to family and time constraints. So, I thought I'd offer a special Book Club giveaway :D Please realize that this is a big deal for me. I have to a)shower and put on make-up b)be on camera c)not f* the technology up.  Also, please note the special conditions here. If I suspect that I'm being bamboozled and "Debra + 10 book club friends from Dallas" is really "Jorge, party of 1" from Argentina, I will abort. I have nothing against Jorge or people from Argentina. I'm just not into online dating. I doubt my husband wants me into online dating, either. :-)

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And this one is just because I love my readers. One of you in particular. Who's it gonna be?

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November 14, 2014

BECOMING RAIN (BURYING WATER #2) Cover and Description Reveal!

It's one of my favourite days: cover reveal day! I loved the cover of BECOMING RAIN the second I saw it. It's perfect for this story and looks so nice next to BURYING WATER. Wait until you see the full line-up of covers (I've seen the third book's cover, too). Thank you to Atria Books for another beautiful, unique cover design and for publishing this book (which I'm just DAYS away from being finished). Also, thank you to Inkslinger PR and ALL OF THE BLOGS --there are so many, I can't list them all--who jumped at the chance to help release this into the wild. You are all amazing people who give so much of your time for your love of reading xo

Luke Boone doesn’t know exactly what his uncle Rust is involved in but he wants in on it—the cars, the money, the women. And it looks like he’s finally getting his wish. When Rust hands him the managerial keys to the garage, they come with a second set—one that opens up the door to tons of cash and opportunity. Though it’s not exactly legal, Luke’s never been one to worry about that sort of thing. Especially when it puts him behind the wheel of a Porsche 911 and onto the radar of gorgeous socialite named Rain.
Clara Bertelli is at the top of her game—at only twenty-six years old, she’s one of the most successful undercover officers in the Washington D.C. major crime unit, and she’s just been handed a case that could catapult her career and expose one of the west coast’s most notorious car theft rings. But, in order to do it, she’ll need to go deep undercover as Rain Martines. Her target? The twenty-four-year old nephew of a key player who appears ready to follow in his uncle’s footsteps.
As Clara drifts deeper into the luxurious lifestyle of Rain, and further into the arms of her very attractive and charming target, the lines between right and wrong start to blur, making her wonder if she’ll be able to leave it all behind. Or if she’ll even want to.
Releasing March 3rd, 2015
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October 11, 2014





This can’t be real . . . This can’t be real . . . This can’t be real . . .
The words cycle round and round in my mind like the wheels on my speeding ’Cuda as
its ass-end slips and slides over the gravel and ice. This car is hard to handle on the best of days,
built front-heavy and overloaded with horsepower. I’m going to put myself into one of these
damn trees if I don’t slow down.
I jam my foot against the gas pedal.
I can’t slow down now.
Not until I know that Boone was wrong about what he claims to have overheard. His
Russian is mediocre at best. I’ll give anything for him to be wrong about this.
My gut clenches as my car skids around another turn, the cone shape of Black Butte
looming like a monstrous shadow ahead of me in the pre-dawn light. The snowy tire tracks
framed by my headlights might not even be the right ones, but they’re wide like Viktor’s
Hummer and they’re sure as hell the only ones down this old, deserted logging road. No one
comes out here in January.
The line of trees marking the dead end comes up on me before I expect it. I slam on my
brakes, sending my car sliding sideways toward the old totem pole. It’s still sliding when I cut
the rumbling engine, throw open the door, and jump out, fumbling with my flashlight. It takes
three hard presses with my shaking hands to get the light to hold.
I begin searching the ground. The mess of tread marks tells me that someone pulled a U-
turn. The footprints tell me that more than one person got out. And when I see the half-finished
cigarette butt with that weird alphabet on the filter, I know Boone wasn’t wrong.
“Alex!” My echo answers once . . . twice . . . before the vast wilderness swallows up my
desperate cry. With frantic passes of my flashlight, my knuckles white against its body, I search
the area until I spot the sets of footprints that lead off the old, narrow road and into the trees.
Frigid fingers curl around my heart.
Darting back to my car, I snatch the old red-and-blue plaid wool blanket that she loves
so much from the backseat. Ice-cold snow packs into the sides of my sneakers as I chase the trail
past the line of trees and into the barren field ahead, my blood rushing through my ears the only
sound I process.
The only sign of life.
Raw fear numbs my senses, the Pacific Northwest winter numbs my body, but I push
forward because if . . .
The beam of light passes over a still form lying facedown in the snow. I’d recognize that
pink coat and platinum-blond hair of hers anywhere; the sparkly blue dress that she hates so
much looks like a heap of sapphires against a white canvas.
My heart freezes.
“Alex.” It’s barely a whisper. I’m unable to produce more, my lungs giving up on me. I
run, stumbling through the foot of snow until I’m on my knees and crawling forward to close the
distance. A distance of no more than ten feet and yet one that seems like miles.
There’s no mistaking the spray of crimson freckling the snow around her head. Or that
most of her long hair is now dark and matted. Or that her silver stockings are torn and stained
red, and a pool of blood has formed where her dress barely covers her thighs. Plenty of footprints
mark the ground around her. He must have been here for a while.
I know that there are rules to follow, steps to make sure that I don’t cause her further
harm. But I ignore them because the sinking feeling in my stomach tells me I can’t possibly hurt
her more than he already has. I nestle her head with one hand while I slide the other under her
shoulder. I roll her over.
Cold shock knocks the wind out of me.
I’ve never seen anybody look like this.
I scoop her limp body into my arms, cradling the once beautiful face that I’ve seen in
every light—rage to ecstasy and the full gamut in between—yet is now unrecognizable. Placing
two blood-coated fingers over her throat, I wait. Nothing.
A light pinch against her lifeless wrist. Nothing.
Maybe a pulse does exist but it’s hidden, masked by my own racing one.
Then again, by the look of her, likely not.
One . . . two . . . three . . . plump, serene snowflakes begin floating down from the unseen
sky above. Soon, they will converge and cover the tracks, the blood. The evidence. Mother
Nature’s own blanket to hide the unsightly blemish in her yard.
“I’m so sorry.” I don’t try to restrain the hot tears as they roll down my cheeks to land on
her mangled lips—lips I had stolen plenty of kisses from, back when I was too stupid to realize
how dangerous that really was. This is my fault. She had warned me. If I had just listened, had
stayed away from her, had not told her how I felt . . .
 . . . had not fallen wildly in love with her.
I lean down to steal a kiss even now, the coppery taste of her blood mixing with my
salty tears. “I’m so damn sorry. I should never have even looked your way,” I manage to get out
around my sobs, tucking the blanket she loved to curl up in over her.
An almost inaudible gasp slips out. A slight breeze against my mouth more than anything
My lungs freeze, my eyes glued to her, afraid to hope. “Alex?” Is it possible?
A moment later, a second gasp—a wet, rattling sound—escapes.
She’s not dead.
Not yet, anyway.

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October 07, 2014



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Almost one year ago, after being hit with a vision of a badly beaten girl left for dead on a cold, wintery night (I know... I have issues), I began discussions with Atria Books. Here we are now, on October 7th, releasing BURYING WATER, the first book in my NA Romantic Suspense series. BURYING WATER is a story about resilience, love, and second chances. It's a story about ending up exactly where you're meant to be, even if the route there was not the one you had planned on taking. It's a story that encompasses both the beautiful and the ugly sides of love and life. 
Of all of the books I've written, it's my favorite one.
Thank you to my amazing agent, Stacey Donaghy, for listening to my rantings and ravings as I plotted away, to my editor, Sarah Cantin, for accepting half of a manuscript and copious notes from me about how wrong it was the first go around, and to Judith Curr and the team at Atria Books for  walking down this very vague 4-book series path with me. Please check out the acknowledgments section for several other amazing people who helped me with this one. 
There are a ton of bloggers helping to spread the word for this book today (a HUGE thank you to them for wanting to do this and to Inkslinger PR for arranging the release day blitz). Below is the schedule of bloggers who will be participating in the blog tour, sharing with you excerpts and reviews. Please make sure to visit them, let them know how much you appreciate the time they put into sharing their love of books, and enter into the giveaway for some signed print copies!



On October 13th, there is a BURYING WATER Readalong & Discussion. Think of it as a giant book club. It's a chance to carve out a day to read this book, and chat with fellow readers. If you've already finished it by then, you're still welcome to come by and ask questions or discuss. We'll have some great prizes for participants. Just, please, don't join unless you have the book in hand and are reading (or have already read) because we don't want it ruined for you! To find out more info, click here 



 October 8

October 9
Katie’s Book Blog-Excerpt & Review
FicWishes-Excerpt & Review
Resch Reads and Reviews-Excerpt
Platypire Reviews-Excerpt & Review
Ramblings From This Chick-Excerpt
Little Black Book Bloggers-Excerpt& Review
Author Groupies-Review

October 10
Bridger Bitches Book Blog-Excerpt& Review
Typical Distractions-Excerpt& Review
Booklovers For Life-Excerpt
Works of Fiction-Review
Always YA at Heart-Excerpt & Review
Reading Between the Wines-Excerpt
Books by Migs-Excerpt & Review
October 11
Movies Shows N Books-Excerpt& Review
Stories and Swag-Excerpt & Review
Becca the Bibliophile-Excerpt& Review
I Read Indie-Excerpt & Review
WTF Are You Reading?-Excerpt & Review
Lustful Literature-Review
My Book Empire-Excerpt
October 12
October 13
Krista’s Dust Jacket-Excerpt& Review
Nose Stuck in a Book-Excerpt
Books Books Books-Review
Holly’s Hot Reads-Excerpt& Review
A Bookish Escape-Excerpt & Review
Nicely Phrased Book Blog-Excerpt& Review
Travels N Reads-Excerpt & Review
October 14
October 15
October 16
October 17
Kimberly Faye Reads-Excerpt & Review
True Story Book Blog-Excerpt& Review
The Book Avenue-Excerpt & Review
Bestsellers & Beststellars-Excerpt& Review
Inked in Chapters-Excerpt& Review