Pack Rulez – Noir. The unexpected book.

When I originally planned Pack Rulez, it was only supposed to be about three brothers. I got the idea while watching a tv show on A&E network and thought…hmmm what if. Most of y’all know thats how all my books start out LOL. But Pack Rulez, that world grew. So large that there were spin off series and stand alone books. In my mind Shifter Nation exists in our world and animals walk among  us. These characters take me through so many twists and turns that I’m never sure what to expect or who will be written next. I learned a long tome ago that they -the characters- decide the order and I am simply a vessel to tell their story. We first met the Wolverine twins in Claws, they had no names and I only knew that they belonged to the Sneak that had arrived in Betaille a few years earlier. Noir and Lumiere came out of nowhere as did Deuce the twisted hero. Until I typed The End, I didn’t realize what an integrel part of the story Noir and Deuce were. I guess the character know better than I because in the over all storyline their book makes sense.

Noir will be followed up by Redemption which is planned for release in the summer. Wait – there will also be releases in Pride Riders and Shifter Legends. Not to mention I have an entirely new series coming out from Changling Press sometime in the second quarter. AMT1 – Triple Digits, is a Sci-fi/Fantasy.  In the meantime, check out the blurb below and be warned…there are some updates and surprise in Noir. As well as clues, y’all know I always put clues in my books you just have to know what you are looking for. Thank you for hanging with me on tis roller coaster ride through shifter nation and just know the twist and turns aren’t over yet.

Hugs. Kass

Deuce offers his service to the highest bidder and lately Colonel Malachai has been the man footing the bill. But now the insane ex-soldier has tasked him with an assignment he may not be able to come back from…who was he kidding he is a freaking lion and his species wasn’t called the King of the jungle for no reason. He’ll do the job, collect his pay and go ghost because after this even his friends will become his enemies.

Noir is the only name she goes by. Cajun transplants from Canada, she and her twin Lumiere are part of the Wolverine sneak. Actually, her clan had to relocate since they pretty much decimated the Rabbit herd…but hey, the Goddess shouldn’t have made those bunny shifter’s taste so damn good. Still as a sentry she had a job to do and currently that was training the children of Betaille how to survive in the swamp. Things could be worse she could be stuck in Volkshire like her sister.

Another day in swamp paradise, she was happy until a lion shifter darkened her doorstep and tried the unthinkable, to claim her. Hard as she might try to keep her beast under control it was time to show the lion why animals didn’t screw with a wolverine. He would get a dose of crazy he wasn’t prepared for…war has begun.

Pack Rulez: Noir

Life is filled with – What if’s…

While writing one book I had a dream about another. Now, I’m not sure if it was the influence of the ID channel because I prefer the thrill of detective shows and who dun it’s while writingn or if I was suddenly channeling another character out of the blue. Regardless, Francois Allurd had a hold of me and he wasn’t about to let go until I told his story. I wasn’t sure about the tale he spun but I decided to write it out and let the words take me where they wanted to go. I gotta say I found the story intriguing.  Death, survivors remorse, a haunting and it was all tied together by the love of two men for one woman.

In the end can a man give up everything including his life because of the guilt cause by the loss of another and can love bridge that abyss to keep him grounded to this world?

Its the most wonderful time of the year…Merry Christmas!

It took over 300 days but we got here, unscathed mostly.  2016 has not been an easy year, regardless, Christmas is just that Christmas and there is no dismissing the sheer joy of the holiday. Every year I write a story to celebrate the holiday season.  This year I wanted to focus on the funny. How relationships can make you laugh and Jingle Bells was born. Originally the title was Jingle Balls but I was talked out of that name, some folks didn’t find it as entertaining as I did. I took my inspiration from various family interactions and added in a sprinkle of  angst. Let’s face it, every family has their issues but when you meet the one person that can dim those family problems and be a shelter in the storm, well, that can be an unexpected gift.

Meet Essie, Elias and Emun and take the roller coaster ride that happens when a little white lie becomes one whale of a whopper mis-truth. Sometimes the deception of love can become the real thing.


Merry Christmas Everyone!!!

Rising Sun and Bad Guys Who Know How to be Good. They just don’t want to.

I love bad hero’s there is something about the redemption of a man. If you have read my books then you know bad men -not boys- are my thing.  They tend to give zero fucks about anything until they are forced too and even they it’s usually because of the woman that they want, need, must have.

There is usually a quiet strength about my dark hero’s, they can be utter assholes and yet somehow you like them. And even I’m trying to understand why. LOL. In my latest release – Rising Sun – Karakurenia Ryu is no different. He saw the woman he was sure was meant for him and took her. Seriously no one does that in this day and age. But he did and because he is Yakuza he had the power to back up his actions.  And so the story of 7 Days unfolds. Can you love a man that kidnaps you? or do you walk away and never look back.

Karakurenia was a lot of fun to write and Noemelee was no pushover. I find the best stories happen when the characters don’t let you sleep. Enjoy Rising Sun.


Blurb  –
She stepped off the plane and into Japan, the Land of the Rising Sun. Noemelee Anderson had a client with security issues that wouldn’t allow her to access them remotely so she traveled halfway around the world to fix his server.
In a foreign land steeped in culture she is unfamiliar with, she has no idea where to begin or how to speak the language. The unknown is not something she is prepared for. Get in, take care of business, and get out, back to US soil.
Her kidnapping was not on the agenda. And the man that takes her…Karakurenia Ryu (Crimson Dragon) is one of the most powerful Yakuza Lords in Tokyo and he will not be denied.

Sex sells…maybe renting is better. Isn’t that illegal?

Hi! Kassanna is allowing me to hijack her blog and I have no idea what to write or if folks would even be interested in what I have to say. But – here goes.

I wrote a book.

A lot of people have asked me – Is it good? Well yeah, of course I’m biased but with some help from really great authors like Kassanna, Renee Micheal, Phoenix Daniels and AncelliI, believe I have produced the very best to I could.

This book was birthed from one of my deepest fantasies and I publicly admit I am a freak but hey we all have our vices. The heroine is my alter ego (I wish) She totally accepts who she is and is never apologetic about it. While the hero is a tad narcissistic – at least he is working on that fault. Together they make was hell of an explosive couple because when he makes up his mind it is absolute and although she has never given in to anyone before…look at me I’m so excited about my release I am giving the plot away.

So yes I am a new author. Yes, this is my first book and let me tell you this I put everything I had into Sinners Circle because giving no less than my best is not an option to me. I truly hope you enjoy the story – this couple is my favorite ❤ probably because they are my first but definitely not my last.


Blurb –

A simple job.
Write an expose about a club – Erotes

Tasked with the assignment, Nate Macalister found a way into the hottest venue on the East Coast. His cover is too good. He’s selected to be a member of the more exclusive Sinner’s Circle where he meets her…

Syria Baz is club Madame. Erotes is fun but in Sinner’s Circle anything goes. Sex is just another form of entertainment until a new member blows her mind.

He has a job to do and she has a secret.
To expose her would leave her vulnerable. At the risk of losing everything important to him he chooses to protect her.

To sin is human…to forgive is divine.
***Warning – Explicit Sex Scenes****

Sinners Circle

Link –

There is something about a man in authority.

Have you ever seen a well dressed man? I mean maybe you were running errands and saw a guy in uniform. Did you stop and stare. Unable to look away like a deer caught in the glow of bright headlights. A man in a well cut suit or uniform is crazy sexy. I saw an undercover cop at some bust or whatever on the street one day. I was the bystander but to see this man strut like he had no fucks left to give. I don’t know if I was attracted by the clothes encasing the body or the attitude the wore draped around him like armor. But -I was inspired y’all.

Because of that glimpse of his stalking to an unmarked vehicle the creative juices flowed and my finger tips started to itch. That was the beginning of Cops – The Duology. I released Dick N’ Dirty last year as part of a small anthology. But that story was part of a larger one. I originally planned to release that novella with another one base on his partner. It took a while but I am able to bring these two story’s together in one book.

Welcome to my version of Cops – (Humming) Bad boys, bad boys what ya gonna do? What yo gonna do when they come for you…


Dick N Dirty **** This story is a re-release****
As a police officer Richard “Dick” Livingston responded to a call and handled the situation. Problem was…he couldn’t get the image of the sexy perpetrator out of his head. His visceral reaction to her made him want to find out more about her…to find Dirty. And once he did, he couldn’t walk away from her.

Indiana “Dirty” Mixon, had her reasons for trying to beat the hell out of her brother with a bat. What she didn’t expect was to find the arresting officer, Dick, in her tattoo shop asking to inked. She didn’t have time to care. Now she had bigger problems to solve thanks to him. Perhaps if they met under different circumstances…
He wouldn’t leave her alone but did she really want him too?

Maybe Baby
Jethro “Andy” Andersen had no choice but to return home. Grudgingly. Almost ten years ago, he fled leaving everything behind and never looked back. The ghosts he left were calling him home and the one person he never wanted to see again is waiting for him.

Silacious Boudreaux did the unthinkable. She married her lovers best friend but she had her reasons. Just when she thought she would never see Jethro again he comes home. Hard as she tries, he can’t be avoided. Now the secrets she thought she would take to the grave are coming back to haunt her.

Asian Persuasion is out! Both the Beginning and the Ending


It took me a while to between releases. I know and I’m sorry.  The Ending is a continuation of the The Beginning. I would like to add something though – I didn’t rush the book at least I don’t believe I did. Some characters failed o make it into the Epilogue because they no longer mattered to Choi Jin Woo or Anjula. Some folks may not understand this so let me clarify. I write the story the characters tell me. I don’t plot or plan any book. What I do is sit down at my laptop, close my eyes and pray what the characters say will make sense. In that aspect, thank God for crit partners and editors. I adore my characters and I end stories when they stop talking to me.

That being said if they resume conversations – ah hell yeah – I will continue on where we left off. The voices in my head and I have a beautiful relationship that I am thankful for.

So, getting back to AP. I can honestly say I didn’t expect the villain to be who it was and that did catch me off guard. I also didn’t expect secondary characters to claim so much interest. I also want to add that Chairman Choi was by far my favorite character. Anyway I”l let you judge for yourselves. I hope you enjoy the book. 🙂 Oh and I suggest you start with the beginning.


I fight with words. – Flora/Bama Line excerpt.

I was working on one thing (Asian Persuasion, which will release this month.) and got distracted by the characters of another story…So here goes a excerpt from Flora/Bama Line. Racial tensions I’m witnessing  from the election coverage prompted this particular scene. Earlier today on social media I saw a video of a girl getting booted from a Trump Rally in KY. Those men did nothing to protect that woman and the comments that she deserved to be pushed and shoved for daring to attend the event…for some reason I felt I had to right that in my own way. There are good and bad in every race but I am truly fearful that the good will get trampled as the bad prevail. Anyway this is my two cents enjoy the snippet. This book will release after AP. Happy Wednesday.


Dyson swung his line out into the water. The red stripped bobbin dipped then floated on the glass like lakes surface. he stared out into the tree line watching the tops of the scrub pine sway. Alone with his thoughts all he could think about was a cute little photographer with a foul mouth. He snorted, she wasn’t exactly little but hell, she was smaller than him.

Dyson sucked air through his teeth, a couple of catfish would be great, There was till some shrimp in the freezer from his daddy’s last trip to the coast. Some catfish coubion over rice…his mouth watered at the thought. He took a deep breath, leaned back in his chair and shut his eyes. This was the life.

Engines roaring maybe him sit up, searching for the source of the noise. Two four wheeler’s barreled toward the dock, his cousins, David and Solomon whooping and hollering as they road.

Dirt and gravel kicked up as they abruptly stopped. The guys glanced around before waving at Dyson. They gave each other high fives before getting off the vehicles. Dyson shook his head, his patience was thin when the twin idiots were around.

“Hey cousin! You vote?” Solomon yelled as she stomped down the deck.

“He probably voted for them liberals.” David answered loudly lose on his brothers heels. “Ole Dyson has always been a little different, look how he treats that black girl…the one that takes all those pictures.”

They stopped in next to Dyson, shading him from the suns rays. Their references to Miranda sent a sliver of anger coursing along his nerves. He removed his baseball cap and scrubbed his scalp with is fingers. “Leave you scarring my dinner away.” He didn’t bother looking their way.

“Cousin if you ain’t voted you need to mama said we need to make America great again.” David squatted.

“America is already great you blockhead. I wouldn’t have given up eight years of my life for it if it wasn’t.” Dyson set the pole in the metal holder bolted to the dock’s edge. “You boys are all talk. I didn’t see either of you enroll to serve our county and as granny likes to say charity begins at home.”

“You just making excuses cause you like them – umm- minorities that are taking over our country.” Solomon snickered. “We’d have more if they didn’t take it all.”

“More of what?” Dyson sighed. They weren’t leaving and if they kept talking their asses would ed up swimming today cause he would be the one shoving them in the water. “You two never aspired to do better than a high school education and you work for my mama. Exactly who took what? From where I’m sitting you don’t have a damn thing worth taking.”

“You like a black woman.” David sputtered.

“That’s the best retort you can come up with? I need to ask granny if she’s sure Aunt Katrina didn’t marry a distant cousin. For the record your named after black men.” That should send them on their way. They would have questions for their mama which would save him from having to pull them out of the lake after pushing them in.

“That is not true. We are named from great men in the bible!’ David stood.

Solomon nodded vigorously. “That’s right!”

“Those men were in Egypt and I ain’t never seen no fair skinned blued man come from Egypt.” Dyson shook his head. “Do you even know where Egypt is?”

Solomon brows rose up on his forehead. “Yes.”

“Where?” Dyson pressed hi lips together to keep from smiling. He shouldn’t laugh but how could his aunt be so damn different from his daddy.

“Umm.’ David peered at Solomon.

Dyson rose. He left his cooler in the truck and suddenly he was thirsty. “Start with the Bible then read everything you can get you hands on. That way you may make an educated decision.” He pushed past his cousin sending David stumbling into the water. Dyson stared at Solomon until the younger man lowered his head. “And fish your brother out of the water.”

Who doesn’t want a bad boy…

The Bad Boys of Boston are here!

They survived the hellish upbringing at the hands of their father. Cruel, mean, their only concern is each other and have no fucks left to give until…

Meet the O’Shea Brothers



Kieran – By Kassanna
People call me crazy…how can the devil’s son be sane? Ruthless, merciless- psychopath, I revel in the fear I inspire. Those who stood against us will pay. I have always watched out for my brothers, their pain is my pain. Nothing will ever stop my vengeance. Look into my eyes and know it’s already too late. I know who I am and what I want – I don’t ask for anything. I will just take it and once claimed, I dare anyone to come at me…I am Kieran O’Shea and hell is my playground.


Shannon – By Shara Azod
My likes are fuck you, what the fuck you want to know for, and just using the word “fuck”. My hobbies are fighting, fucking, and kicking ass. I never wanted friends. Women? I enjoy them if I’m not busy. I have my brothers and they’re all I need. If you think to test me, regret will be the last emotion you’ll feel. Fear me. Hate me. But you will respect me. Anything else may get you killed…The name is Shannon O’Shea and I’m the last man you ever want for an enemy.


Fionn – Marteeka Karland
Ice fills my soul. Nothing matters to me but my brothers. I’d kill for them. Every death chips away at the hint of humanity still clinging to me. And when the day comes to pay for my misdeeds… I don’t think about that….Until then I will bask in my transgressions allowing the passion of my chaos to keep me warm. I’m the thing you fear when darkness surrounds you. If you’re in my crosshairs, you’re as good as dead. My other name is death, I am Fionn O’Shea. I’ll bring your pain. I am your suffering.


Conall – Reana Malori
I’m a wolf in sheep’s clothing hiding in plain sight. My dual nature allows me to walk in two worlds. I take every opportunity to play on the dark side. The world is my stage and the people my prey. Always on the hunt, I’m the one you don’t expect until it’s too late and my 9mm is at your temple. Darkness claims my soul and has molded me into who I am. But to my brothers I am whole, even human and that’s all that matters. Call me Conall O’Shea, the damaged, cold, and ruthless killer.


All the books can be found on Amazon under the heading Irish Sugar –