SEDUCTIVE SECRETS is LIVE!
A sexy new STANDALONE romance novel.
Avery Taylor is an elusive dream, but one that feels all too real.
A night of fun, just a sweaty time in the sheets was all I wanted.
Except she captivated me.
And then devastated me.
I gave her my heart, but she handed it back.
Deception is a deal breaker. Honesty is a must.
I detest secrets and lies. Too bad her life was full of them.
Max Lauder is a sexy successful man with all the right words.
And he lit my body on fire.
He wasn’t supposed to be anything serious
Only something fun to fill the dead space.
Except I fell for him.
Come to find out he was the man who took what was mine.
The very man I hated.
When seduction and secrets exist and lies are confronted, can love survive?
Do you see the amazing list of authors attending RARAE18 in Huntington, WV on Novemeber 2-3rd? It’s completely drool-worthy and I, for one, will be fangirling all over the place.
Annnndddd….in case you missed it, I’m an attending author for RARAE18. Yup! My name is up there. Eeeep! 🙂
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“Your girl, she needs you.”
(The Fighter Series #5)
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(C) TC Matson 2017
I’m always left with an open wound, hurt, broken, and uncertain where we stand. I meant my words when I said he was just a shell. He’s empty. I’m empty. We don’t laugh. We barely talk. And there’s not much contact of any sorts without anger. Even under the same roof, we can be standing in the same room and not exchange a look.
Once he used to eye me from across any room. In those very glances, I could feel the depth of his love for me. His stares would pierce my soul and I could feel his want, his need for me. But those very looks dissipated over the years.
I know he’s not the only one who’s changed. I have too. I’ve grown. I’ve become a mom. I’ve molded around his world. What crushes me the most is I feel I’ve become a roommate who occasionally shares an intimate moment with the man she lives with.
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Need a taste of what all the fuss is about? About all the “feels” everyone is experiencing?
Open House (C) TC Matson 2017
When you meet your special someone, the one you know you’ll marry, deep in your soul, the one you love so immensely, you see yourself growing old and gray, dancing with each other in walkers at the same nursing home until you’re no longer a body in this world. You swear your love to them—“To have and to hold, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish from this day forward until death do us part.”
I’ve dreamed of the day I could say those very words to my long, very longtime boyfriend, Brian. I’ve fantasized about what it would be like to walk down the aisle in a white flowing dress toward him in a tux as he grinned proudly and from ear to ear. You’d think after eleven years of dating we would have already taken that step. Nope. Brian doesn’t care for marriage. In fact, his very words were, “I don’t need someone to tell me I have a wife.” He’s fallen short on the understanding of how marriages work.
But we have said our vows. We were in bed. I was pregnant. And he loved me.
I’ve stuck true to our fake little vows over the course of our time together. But no one ever told me that at times the “for worse” can be so decayed that you live your life as a robot. You become complacent. Unhappy. You walk the same steps daily, basically becoming a routine, day in and day out. Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I opened a different cabinet drawer instead of the usual one. Would the pull of the universe shift and the whole world collapse?
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