Release Day!

It's RELEASE DAY!

That is the fifth time I have said those words about my own books and I still can't believe it.

I'm hard at work in the editing cave, but I am all over the internet today and checking in on Facebook, Twitter, and at the website of the FANTABULOUS Mary Hughes. 

In celebration of Shelly's story I'm having a rafflecopter giveaway!

Get your entries in, quick! This one won't last long.

a Rafflecopter giveaway

If you've already picked up a copy of Three's a Clan, make sure you let me know what you think!

And make sure you have a cool drink handy...this one gets hot!

BLURB:
Sometimes the only way to hold on is to let it all go.

Hart Clan Hybrids, Book 3

Finding out she's a byproduct of her maker's plan for world domination is a letdown for Shelly Meyers. Now she must figure out where to pin her loyalties. Tradition tells her to follow her leader, but something tells her tradition is overrated. Is it her conscience? Nah. Not that. Not anymore.

Richard Paulson never planned on turning furry, yet here he is, an Alpha in charge of a Pack. Even with Doc, his beta, at his back, he seems to keep winding up in another frying pan.

Long ago, Trevor "Doc" Paulson gave the woman he loved to someone who could give her the life she deserved. Now, as he and Richard fight to prevent history from repeating, he's struggling not to act on pure attraction...again. He knows he should be Rick's voice of reason, but what happens when the three of them get close makes no sense at all.

Together they must decide to let go of the past to forge a new future...and fast. Before a power-hungry vampire takes it all away.

PRODUCT WARNINGS:

This book contains a sexually volatile vampire who is about to grab the world and a couple of werewolves by the balls. Not for the faint of heart, or those who are opposed to sex, blood, bites, multiple partners and multiple orgasms.


BUY IT NOW!

AMAZON

BARNES & NOBLE

KOBO

ALL ROMANCE

Can't wait to hear what you all think!

~Roxy

IT'S MY BIRTHDAYS! (Yes, that's meant to be plural)

My hubby. My heart. My support.

I am posting some random memories from my journey on here. Look at the pretty pictures while I get sentimental.

Let me tell you a story...

Once upon a time, I wanted to be a writer. I was thirteen. I was devouring a series that was about a teenage detective. I think her name began with a J. 

My editing t-shirt.

Following the story arc had me salivating to put my own spin on it. My VERY patient teacher (Thank you Mrs. Hinkleman) put up with me turning in chapters of my own middle grade book. 

This was before kids turned in projects from computers. I had to write it out longhand. I remember turning in dozens and dozens of pages. The story rambled, and probably made sense to no one but me. I loved every hand cramp I got.

I got distracted in high school by what I was supposed to do. By sophomore year I was expected to start thinking about college. At the age of sixteen, I decided that I needed to be responsible and pick a major based on marketability of skills, and I knew darn well that English majors tended to end up teaching. 

I should never teach. Trust me. I did the world a favor.

Aside from a few poems and random journaling, I left writing behind. I graduated, got married, and bought a home. I had bills to pay, and had to be responsible.

My Sexy, Spicy, Fun Roxy button.
If you ever want one, just send me
an email. I'll drop one in the USPS.

About five years ago, I was broke. (Student loans are scary things.) And I went to the library, because I didn't have money to do anything else. It was the best thing I ever did. I rediscovered my love for genre fiction. 

I read EVERYTHING. And then I found the kindle. *angels singing*

After the kindle, came Goodreads and the wonderful women (and a few brave men) of Kindle Smut. The words "This is the dirtiest book I've ever read" were uttered, and I never looked back.

Erotic romance invaded my life, and I found my home.

The next few years were a happy blur of kindred spirits, book conferences, and finally...my writing hand itching again.

October 1st 2013 was my birthday. I turned 33, and although I couldn't pay any bills with this new gig, I was never prouder of myself than getting to say the words, "I'm a published author." 

My very first book published at Samhain

I still can't pay my bills yet, but I'm doing something I love, and something tells me I've started the journey of my heart. I'm where I'm supposed to be.

Meeting Lexi Blake for the second time.
I'm pretty sure I actually formed words.

I would write "The End" to finish up this story, but my story's not over yet.  I'm just beginning, and to celebrate the joy I feel as I head out into this strange and wonderful world, I wanted to give something back. 

So your reward for listening to me be sentimental and cheesy on my birthday is a chance to win a $25 eGift Card (Samhain, Amazon, or Barnes & Noble). 

Just comment below. What is your dream? Are you following it?  Tell me what you're doing for your soul, tell me something happy, or tell me Happy Birthday. I'm easy today. (Just don't tell my hubby)

This giveaway will be open for comments until Oct 13th at midnight EST. I can't wait to talk happy things with all of you. 

Bringing Booty Back.
Happy Birthday to
Both Me's.

                                                                          ~Roxy