Word Count: 6022
What story I’m currently working on:
I’m still working on Charmed in Charleston because it made the most sense once I finished with my Rehoboth Pact trilogy! I hit 46k in the book and I’m quickly heading toward the final 15k, which is great. I have it all mapped out, so I’m hoping it continues to move smoothly and comes out well. I’m not sure which book I’ll dive into after that, whether it’ll be Outlaws #2 or the final Discord’s Desire book. Regardless, I know the next one I work on will be another contribution to a serieses.
What I’m editing/marketing:
I’ve been working on the edits for Rehoboth Pact #3, Restrained Desires, and while I think I have a lot of the content under control, I do still need to tweak the ending a bit. I’m mulling over that one. I’m just hoping that one of these avenues pans out in finding a home for this series, because I’ll have all 3 books edited and ready to go by that time, which is awesome. The next book on the horizon is my last release for the year, Waking for Winter, which is scheduled to come out September 2nd and marks the end of my Philadelphia Coven Chronicles series!
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Line of the week:
She was in the middle of trying to divorce her husband, and the only thing she could think about was the man standing before her.
Of what it might be like to be possessed by this man, to be his.
Her mouth dried a little, but she closed the inches of space between them to press her lips to his. In the wake of the emotion broiling through the air between them, it was the only avenue that made sense. This touch made her synapses spark to life, made her feel the sheer transcendence she’d only experienced when she was a kid, heading out to Lake Moultrie for the day where she’d go fishing with her dad. The way the sun sank deep into her skin, the laughs with her siblings, the smell of sunscreen and fresh water in the air—all of it left such a brand on her she thought she’d never capture that light again.
Yet each encounter with Mitch brought her closer and closer.