Thursday, January 29, 2015

Cover Reveal - 3013: TARGETED


Releasing February 5th, 2015

Alliance Commanders Brandt Carver and Hawke Summers have a new mission. Take command of Space Station: Alpha X2, get it running smoothly again, and find out how the last station commander wound up murdered in the middle of a Krytos sanctuary. The two Elites are experienced troubleshooters, specializing in fixing problems and putting out fires all over the galaxy, but this assignment is going to be the greatest challenge of their careers.

T’karra Ryvern runs the Black Hole bar, the Krytos sanctuary on X2. The bar is the only home she’s ever known and a safe haven for the Krytos who lost their planet to alien invaders more than a century ago. A proud warrior and pack leader, she offers protection to those who need it, but now someone has targeted T’karra and her family. With everything she loves in danger, she’ll do whatever it takes to end the threat. Even if it means working with two men she has no reason to trust.

The Commanders will do whatever it takes to protect T’karra, while convincing her that the three of them belong together. Will they uncover the truth in time to stop the attacks, or will they lose their chance at love when one of them becomes the enemy’s final target?

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

...In which I post about one of my geeky joys.

My cousin, Wally Hayes, is a Master Bladesmith. (Which I happen to think is one of the coolest job titles on the planet.) 

I've coveted his creations for years, but it wasn't until very recently that I finally got my wish. Right now, he's forging me a Damascus steel sword of my very own, and I am dying to show off the "in progress" pictures.

These are the most adorable swords you have ever seen. Yes, adorable. Because while they are beautiful, hand crafted weapons, they are also itty bitty. You could outfit an army of samurai squirrels with these babies.

 These are some of his other creations. 

Admit it. They're cute!

Because he's customizing mine, I got to pick out a few elements, including the Damascus steel and the fact the guard is actually going to be purple. (my favourite colour.)  Behold, my baby. 

Waiting for heat treatment

Behold the purple guard & the stunning pattern on the blade

Right after I posted this, Wally sent me a picture of my finished sword! It's gorgeous, isn't it?

Saturday, January 3, 2015

New Release - 3013: MENDED - Kali Argent

It's a brand new year, so let's start it off with a bang!! 3013: MENDED is now available for early download at Amazon and ARe!!

A scroll with exceptional abilities, Camille Brighton lived a life of wealth and privilege until tragedy changed everything. The gifts that had once made her special are suddenly a curse to be feared, and she finds herself a captive in her own home with a world of possibilities just beyond her reach. When the demons of her past return, though, forcing her to flee to the outer rim of Alliance territory, she soon realizes freedom isn’t exactly the adventure she’d thought it would be. 

Running from his own past on Helix, Tariq Navarra has spent the last nine years as a mechanical engineer on Beta Station 4. Life has proven the only person he can depend on is himself, and he’s built an impenetrable wall around his heart, wearing suspicion and distrust like a second skin. Then a slip of a woman carrying the scent of fresh rain and lavender turns his world upside down with just a smile. He’s never wanted anything or anyone more, and he’ll go to the ends of the universe to keep Cami safe. With danger lurking at every turn, he may just be forced to prove it—even if that means protecting the angel from himself. 

Betrayal left them broken. Can love see them mended?



“Cami? Cami, look at me. Open your eyes and look at me.”

Warm hands cradled her face, bringing some semblance of reality back to her. Prying her lids open, she stared up at Tariq through blurry eyes and moaned. Everything hurt. Her heart pounded and her temples throbbed, making her lightheaded, and each breath came in short, shallow pants until her stomach cramped with nausea. 

“Cami, focus,” Tariq ordered. “Look right here at me, only me.” He stroked her cheeks with his fingertips and petted her hair. “That’s it, angel. Deep breath. Good,” he praised when she complied. “Again. One more.” 

Staring into his amber eyes, Cami breathed in through her nose and out through her mouth, focusing solely on his voice. “Keep talking, please.” 

“I’m not going to let anything happen to you, remember?” 

Then he did the most remarkable thing. Tariq pressed his palm to the side of her neck, using his thumb under her chin to tilt her face up, and kissed her. When their lips met, everything in her head melted away, dissolving into a peace she hadn’t known in years. 

Her pulse accelerated once more, for a completely different reason this time, and Cami pressed closer, opening for him with a quiet whimper. The first glide of his tongue against hers sent a shiver down her spine, and the scrape of his fangs against her lower lip produced a lusty moan she didn’t know herself capable of making. 

“That’s better,” Tariq whispered against the corner of her mouth. “You’re okay now.” 

“Better than okay.” Cami tried to sit up, but stopped when Tariq closed his eyes and groaned. Only then did she realize they were sitting in the middle of the hallway with her perched in Tariq’s lap. “How did I get here?” 

“I thought you were having a seizure or something, so I carried you out of the atrium.” He dropped his head back against the wall and groaned again. “Stop moving.” 

“Oh.” Cami held perfectly still. “Did I hurt you?” 

In response, he tucked her head under his chin and laughed. “No, angel, you didn’t hurt me.” 

A hard bulge behind his zipper dug into her backside, alerting her to the problem. Pushing away from his chest, Cami peeked up at him through her lashes, realization finally dawning. “Oops, sorry.” 

“Don’t apologize.” Sliding his arms around her midsection and behind her knees, Tariq stood, lifting her as easily as if she weighed nothing. “You need rest.” 

“I’m feeling better now.” The pain in her head had vanished, and only a warm tingle in her belly—remnants of their kiss—remained. “Why did you kiss me?” 

Though he looked straight ahead, Cami didn’t miss the faint smile or the way his voice gentled when he repeated his earlier assessment. “You talk too much.” 

Resting her head on his shoulder, Cami sighed in contentment. “It only seems that way because you barely talk at all. I’ll try to be less vocal, though.” 

Tariq pressed his lips to the top of her head as a satisfied rumbled vibrated his chest. “Don’t. I’ll get used to it.”


Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Evernight's Holiday Hangover Blog Hop

Happy New Year from Evernight!

Now that the Christmas cookies are gone, gifts unwrapped, and your holiday visitors have left, you’ve earned some well-deserved TLC. Evernight authors not only have the cure for your holiday hangover, they have fantastic new books for your 2015 reading list, too!

Be sure to visit every stop on the hop and answer each question. The more you blogs you hop, the more chances to win the GRAND PRIZE of an iPad Mini sponsored by Evernight Publishing (one entry per blog). Plus, hop each blog for a host of other fabulous prizes.

So sink into your favorite chair and enjoy your holiday hangover!

Happy New Year! For those of you still suffering from last night’s celebrations, I’ve provided a link (above) to an article about Hangover Cures I wrote back in my freelance days. I can’t promise any of them will work,  but at least you’ll be entertained while you recover.

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So here we are in 2015. No flying cars, no hover boards, and I’m still waiting for modern medicine to invent a safe, stable, overnight weight loss pill, preferably chocolate flavored. Hmm, maybe they could just add the medication directly to a chocolate sundae, toss on a cherry and a few sprinkles, and call it mankind’s greatest medical achievement? Someone needs to make this a thing…but I digress.

This post is actually about resolutions. Like the human race in general, I tend to aim for the stars and end up falling short of my lofty goals. Mankind should be on Mars by now, and I should be eating fewer cookies. This year, I’m going to dial back the goal and ramp up the expectation that I will succeed. 2014 was the year I pushed to see just how far I could go. How many words a day could I write? How much sleep did I really need? How much caffeine was “too much.” I wrote, I worked, I learned what my limits were and what happens when I push past them. (It wasn’t pretty.) I pushed my comfort zones, tried new things, changed my hair color a record breaking number of times, and had a hell of a lot of fun.

2015 is going to be the year I take what I learned in the past twelve months and put it to good use. I know my limits now, and I’m going to (try to) respect them. I know who my friends are, and I will appreciate them every day. I will protect my work from thieves and plagiarizers, because I have learned that there will always be some who believe they have the right to benefit from someone else’s ideas and effort. (And these people will not always be strangers, sometimes they’ll come in the guise of friends.) I plan to laugh more than I cry, travel somewhere I have never been before, and continue to write every day.

This is the year I will finish telling the last two Wilde Brothers’ stories, making sure that Dave and Jared Wilde have their happily ever after, despite the fact they’re both in my head, insisting they’re quite happy as they are. Dave’s story, Wilde Blues, is next, but you won’t have to wait for that book to read more about the Wilde family. Wilde Start, the story of Brian and Meg Wilde, is part of Evernight’s Uniform Fetish Anthology, due out in February.

In closing, I hope your year brings you more laughter than tears, more highs than lows, and many hours of contented reading.

Happy New Year!

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Wilde Brothers Series

Wilde Chase:

Police Officer Ben Wilde is married to his work, and he wants a divorce. A third generation cop, he knows the price his career demands, but he still hopes for more out of life than taking down criminals and late nights with his canine partner, Chase.

Veterinarian Kelly Towers loves all animals, but she has a special place in her heart for Chase and Ben, his human handler. When her clinic is broken into, it brings the sexy Chicago cop and his four footed partner to her door, and the sparks that have been smoldering between them finally combust into flames.

Two passionate souls, two demanding careers and too many secrets lead to a wild chase...

Wilde Edge:

Two bullets. That’s all it took to change Taggart Wilde’s life. His wounds have healed, but his career as a police officer is over. Struggling to move on, Tag searches for new purpose, and ends up finding it in the most unlikely of places.

Jolena Miller’s passion is fixing up classic cars. As the owner of her own garage, she has convinced herself she’s happy just being one of the guys, unnoticed and unremarkable…until she meets Tag.

One look at the curvy little mechanic has Tag’s engine revving, and he is determined to make her his. But just as Jo starts to believe they might have a future together, her ex-husband reappears in her life, stirring up old pains and new problems. When pushed to the edge, can two lonely hearts fight for a future together, or will the past be too much to overcome?

Wilde Ink:

Nick Wilde is a man content with his life. Business at his tattoo shop is booming, and he’s never lacking for friends or female company. But when he meets Lia, he knows everything will change...

A moment’s flirtation and a kiss in the dark leaves Nick wanting more. When his Cinderella vanishes before the night is over, she leaves him nothing but her name and the memory of a kiss he can’t forget.

Chicago Police Detective Lia Archer’s life doesn’t have room for distractions, and that’s exactly what Nick Wilde is. He’s sexy, charming, and a threat to everything she’s worked so hard to achieve. She ran out on him once, but when Nick reappears in her life, he’s determined not to make it easy for her to vanish on him again.

When past decisions and old secrets come back to haunt them, will the fairytale end, or will they find a way to reclaim their Happily Ever After?

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Enter for a chance to win Evernight’s GRAND PRIZE of an iPad Mini and my blog prize by answering this question (be sure to include your email address to be eligible to win):

What was a highlight of 2014 for you? Big milestones or small moments, I'd love to hear about them. 

I'll be randomly selecting an answer from the comments section of this blog to win a $10 Amazon GC.

Your Holiday Hangover continues here:

Friday, December 19, 2014

The Hayes Holiday Curse Continues

If you've been following this blog for long, you will have become aware that my family is dogged by a curse when it comes to Christmas and the holiday season. Our turkeys never cook, ovens spontaneously break down, and the general mojo of the day tends to be on the weird 'n wacky side. 
This year we tried something new....

It didn't work.

This year, my parents and I were going to evade the holiday madness with a simple plan - get out of town. Mum and Dad were going to head north for a few days to see if they couldn't find some snow to play in, and I was going to stay at home. We agreed to have a nice family dinner a few days before they left. (That would be the day after this blog is being written) and we'd keep everything simple. After all, it's just the three of us. We should have known it wasn't going to be that easy.

Last night, the phone rang. It was my mum and I figured it would be a follow up  to our emails about the upcoming dinner. Nope. The first words out of her mouth were along the lines of  "Don't panic, but..."

Turns out my Dad, who is a wood turner, took a chunk of flying wood to the face and had done a spectacular job of splitting his lip open...from the inside. One trip to emergency later, Dad is fine, but has a mouth full of stitches to close the big, ugly gash in his mouth, and a few more stitches on the outside of his lip just for good measure. 


And so the tradition continues. The Hayes family holiday curse is intact despite our attempt to escape it. On the plus side, there will be no turkey, which means we avoid Turkastrophe 2014. It's still six more sleeps until Christmas Day. I'm seriously considering hiding in a holiday proof bunker next week, just to be safe.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Updates 'n highlights for December

The holiday madness is descending fast, and every day I find myself making more lists in a desperate attempt to keep myself organized. At this rate, I'm going to need to make a list to track all the other lists. Presents, baking supplies, places to go and packages to send, it's getting out of hand. 

That being said, I thought I'd stick with the theme of the week and jot down a quick list of my upcoming releases, projects and plans.

3013:TARGETED is scheduled to be released in late January or early February. This is T'karra Ryvern's story.

I'm part of a Uniform anthology published by Evernight Publishing that will be out in February. My story is titled Wilde Start, and it's the tale of how Brian and Meg Wilde met and started the adventure that would lead to the Wilde Brothers series.

Summoned and Bound, the third book in the Summoned Series, should be out this spring. 

I am planning on writing Wilde Blues after that, and David Wilde's story should be out this summer. 

There's a secret project or two in the works, and announcements on those will be coming early in 2015. (I cannot wait to share the details, but my lips are zipped for now!)

2015 is shaping up to be a busy, amazing year, and I have all of you to thank for making it possible. 

Speaking of thank yous, I would like to take a moment to thank everyone who voted Wilde Ink the Best Book, Erotic Category in the Evernight Publishing Reader's Choice awards. 

Thank you so much!

Friday, November 28, 2014

New Release - 3013: SALVATION - LAURIE ROMA


The fifth book in this best selling sci-fi/futuristic series!

Officer Skylar Aris is a woman with a troubled past. As a Class-A Conduit, she is beautiful and deadly, making her stand out among the rest of the Elite soldiers. She has worked hard to succeed as one of the only female interrogators in the Security and Interrogation Division, but everything she has dreamed of is put in jeopardy when she’s given an ultimatum that will change her fate.

Strong and dominant, Director Dominic Stryker is a man who doesn’t let anything stand in his way. When he meets Skylar, he knows she’s the woman he wants to claim, but he never expected she’d also be destined to belong to his best friend, D’Aire Ambassador Arik V’Dir. Two Alpha males, Dom and Arik don’t want to share, but they realize that it’s the only way they can have Skylar...if they can get her to agree.

When a mission forces Skylar to deal with her past, Dom and Arik are determined to stand by her side. But discovering where she comes from changes everything. Will their love be enough to give her salvation, or will the truth shatter their bond and take her beyond their reach?


Skylar wiped the sweat from her brow and heaved out a breath. Without turning, she asked, “Are you here to gloat?”

“Those units weren’t made to sustain that kind of damage.”

“Jax can bill me.”

She turned so their eyes met and he could see barely banked anger burning in her icy blue eyes. He wondered what had her so twisted up. He was glad he had taken the time to change before seeking her out. His casual black shirt and loose fitting pants made their meeting far more relaxed then if he had remained in his uniform. Going for a casual response, he uncrossed his arms and leaned against the low wall that separated the individual training area they were in from the rest of the room. “You want to explain what your comment meant, Sky?”

“As if you don’t know.”

Rage all but radiated from her, but he wasn’t afraid. He raised an eyebrow at that, his confusion clear. “Would I ask if I knew?”

That seemed to give her pause. “You don’t know about my meeting with the regents?”

Dom straightened, instantly going on alert. “You had a meeting with them? When? About what? I thought the mission brief was scheduled for tomorrow.”

“You really don’t know, do you?”

Irritation made him scowl. “I said I didn’t. You know I don’t lie.”

She slowly nodded as her body seemed to relax. “Yeah, I do know that.”

“Obviously the meeting was bad enough for you to come here and beat the shit out of that droid. Tell me what happened.”

Her eyes narrowed at him. “I’m not on duty, Director. Don’t give me orders.”

“Fuck that, Sky,” Dom snapped. “Stop trying to pick a fight and just tell me why you’re upset.”

She let out an impatient breath. “You’re so damn bossy.”

He grunted as he took a step toward her. “So you are always telling me. Now, quit stalling.”

She ignored him as she walked over to the low wall to pick up the hoodie she had left hanging there and put it on, pulling up the zipper as she turned back to him. “The regents have decided that I need to choose a bonding pair or else I will be taken off active duty.”


Her brows raised at that. “No? What do you mean, no?”

Skylar watched as his expression hardened as if were made of stone. His dark eyes gleaming with banked fury as he glared back at her. “It means, fuck no, they can’t do that.”

A weight lifted off her chest at the words he practically snarled at her. It was true that he didn’t lie, but she had needed to see his reaction in order to really believe it.

“It’s done, Dom,” she said quietly. “I have until the end of this mission, then I will be relieved of my position if I don’t choose. Even so, I was informed that Jax could take me off the investigation if my past gets in the way.”

“Fuck!” he raged as he slammed a fist down on the low wall, shocking her into silence. He spun on her, eyes blazing with anger. “Do you really think I had anything to do with that? You think I have waited this long for you just to fuck it all up by having them push you into this position? I want you to choose me. To come to me and Arik of your own free will, not have you forced to take us just because you have no other option.”

“Well, we can’t all get what we want now, can we?” she spit out bitterly. “And what do you mean by waiting for me, you arrogant ass? Did you think I was just going to give in one day and beg you to claim me?

“Ha! You wouldn’t beg for water if you were dying of thirst, you stubborn woman.”

“Damn right.” She turned to leave, but Dom grabbed her arm, spinning her around again.

“We aren’t done.”

“Let go of me,” she snarled as she jerked her arm away from him. “Do you think I’m going to just let you claim me now because the regents think they can force this on me?”

“No, I know you're going to let me claim you because of this.”

Dom grabbed hold of her, wrapping one strong arm around her waist while the other wound her hair tight around his fist. Using it a leverage, he jerked her head back and slammed his mouth down on to hers, taking her lips in a brutal kiss. Her body went rigid in his hold, and he braced himself, ready to take the surge of energy he was sure she would hit him with.

But it never came.

Her hand came up to the front of his shirt, but instead of shoving him away, Dom felt her fist the material in her grasp to pull him closer. Fuck it, he thought. If he wasn’t on his ass from her shocking the shit out of him, he might as well take advantage and thoroughly enjoy the situation.

Dom’s grip on her tightened as he coaxed her lips apart, spearing his tongue deep to mate with hers. She let out a soft moan that made his cock painfully hard, and she met his passion with equal fervor. There was no hesitation as her own tongue stroked against his, making his body burn with the need to take her. He knew she could feel the rigid length of his cock pressed against her and let out a groan of his own as her body moved enticingly against him.

Stars, he wanted to fucking devour her in great greedy gulps.

He lost himself in the kiss. Forgetting to breath, he had to pull back when he started to get light headed. His lungs billowed as he gulped in air. The feel of her breasts pressed up against his chest made him growl as he lowered his head to taste her again, but the momentary pause had given her enough time to gather her wits. She released her hold on his shirt to push at him, stopping him from claiming lips again.

“Wait! Just...wait.”

“Damn it, Sky,” he growled. “Just let me claim you for star’s sake!”

“No. This is crazy!”

“Crazy is stopping,” Dom argued harshly. “I want you.”


Laurie Roma lives in Chicago and mainly writes contemporary, romantic suspense, and sci-fi romance. She has always loved immersing herself in a good book and now enjoys the pleasure of creating her own. She can usually be found tapping away on her keyboard, creating worlds for her characters while she listens to music. Of course her playlist depends on her mood...but then again, so does her writing.

An avid reader of the romance genre, nothing bothers her more than annoying characters. Seriously, who wants a happy ending for someone that pisses you off? She loves tough alpha-male heroes and strong heroines that have brains as well as beauty. Her novels are filled with both passionate romance and down and dirty lust-driven interludes, as she believes both are essential to a good love story. She loves to hear from her readers and can be reached at