Author: christina

Go, go, go grab your copy! (Just click the cover - take you right to amazon!) Can you tell the difference between a distraction and a blessing? It should be simple, but sometimes what we think is a distraction can actually be a turning of the tide required to bring life full circle, to a place of blessing. Meet Trent Bailey, who is fighting for the right to continue his stellar professional football career after enduring striking legal woes in the recent past. Trent cannot and will not blow his second chance for anyone; after all, this is the blessing he’s been...

One of my most favorite things to get me in the mood to write, to put me into a certain head space for my characters, or clear my head of distractions, is to listen to music. Obviously, it helps if the music is applicable to the project! For your listening pleasure, here is the music that Love and I have been soothed by, inspired by, incorporated, all of that, into the books that make the Connecticut Kings series, presented in no particular order, and not divided by project. No spoilers, lol! If you're a spotify user, the full list (with the exception of...

Who? Jordan Johnson and Trent Bailey, one of the best wide receiver + quarterback duos the league has ever seen. What? TWO full length novels, (One from Love Belvin, the other from yours truly!) following two couples and their journey through life and love. When? THIS SUMMER. Where? A kindle near you! Why? Because why not? I am beyond pleased to announce that a collaborative project between me and my "author bae" Love Belvin will be coming to you soon! (THIS SUMMER!!)  This is the (HOT) result of many hours spent planning, and discussing, and laughing and ultimately, coming together to bring you the stories...

Unedited. Subject to Change. I hated Wednesdays. Especially the week after a loss. Media all over the locking room for damn near an hour, saying whatever the fuck they wanted. After a win, whatever. I could handle it. But if we didn’t? The motherfuckers went for blood – which I could also handle. The team just didn’t usually like the way I handled it. “Jordan Johnson, Kendra Fulton with WAWG Sports.” With a heavy sigh, I tightened the towel around my waist and turned around, already mentally bracing myself for bullshit. I was tired – mentally and physically – from practice and morning meetings, and I...

[caption id="attachment_4722" align="alignleft" width="524"] This Summer :)[/caption] Unedited. Subject to change. This summer ;) “Can you put your phone down, and talk to me please?” “Yeah, gimme a second.” I rolled my eyes as he kept his attention focused on the little device in his hands. One minute stretched into two. “Jor—” “Just a second, damn,” he said, holding up a finger to… shush me? Was he shushing me? He chuckled loudly at something on his screen, and I let out a sigh. If this was how he wanted to play it… I reached up, pulling the pins out of the simple bun I’d pulled my hair...

Recently, someone commented to me that it was "amazing how I stay so true to my characters". That comment was borne from the Mother's Day short I posted, featuring Carter and Viv, who I haven't revisited in ...

Relief. That was the first emotion that flooded me as I stepped into my darkened bedroom to find Viv sprawled across the bed, with our daughter, Bellamy, tucked close. The nightlight was plugged in, casting a warm glow across both of their perfect, sleeping faces. My girls. They’d fallen asleep nursing – a normal occurrence, with no way to tell who’d passed out first. Viv's breast was exposed – minus the nipple rings that had fascinated me so much – and Bella had her little arm draped protectively over it, as if someone might take it from her in the night. Viv...

Available Now On Amazon! All Devyn wants – besides a tall, fine husband and eventually a few babies to fulfill her “about to turn thirty, running out of time, cute black family” dreams – is to finish her yearlong internship at University Hospital. She’s excited about the experience, eager to learn, glad to help wherever she can… it should be easy, right? Well, it would be… if it weren’t for arrogant, know-it-all, always-got-something-to-say Dr. Joseph Wright. Devyn can’t stand him, and if his attitude is any indication, the feeling is mutual… or is it? Joseph doesn’t “do” doctors. Or nurses. Or patients. Or...