Author: christina

Subject to change. Coming this Spring. Enjoy :)   “Where’s the good in your bestie sleeping with the owner’s son if I can’t drink as much as I want to?” I asked, rolling my eyes as the other bartender wouldn’t even look my way, for fear of stepping on Rob’s toes after he’d informed me I had enough to drink. Laughing, Rob continued with the complicated ass steps of whatever drink he was making. “The good in it is that your bestie’s boyfriend can make sure you stay upright on that stool.” “Upright is overrated,” I shot back, and Rob paused what he was...

“So, since when are shirtless selfies not thirst traps, Mr. Everett?” I asked, tossing the card onto the counter to pick up the wine bottle instead. His gaze followed me to the drawer that held my corkscrew. “That’s just how I work sometimes. The shop can get hot when I have art drying. I don’t want any moving air to mess up the paint.” He took a seat at the counter, watching as I peeled off the foil from the top of the bottle, then set the corkscrew. “You’re about to open that now, when it hasn’t been chilled?” I shrugged, then...

That's what the first words of a book are, right? The tease of what's to come, the seduction that keeps your eyes moving. Equal exchange. Transference of energy. If you're good to me, i'll be good to you. It's tough. Those first words don't have to be poetic, or beautiful. They just have to be constructed into a sentence, a paragraph, a first page that doesn't leave you feeling like, "Ohhh-kay, nah. Pass." but...

So, as planned, Maggie's story is now available on Amazon, in entirety. If you read all seven chapters, up to where I put "the end" - which is, indeed, the end - you've already seen it all. There isn't any new content in what's on Amazon, it's exactly what was (previously) found here.  I had to remove it from the site in order to be able to publish it to Amazon, where it's available to purchase or borrow through Kindle Unlimited. I greatly enjoyed writing Maggie and Rene's little interlude. It was intended to be something light, before I revisited the...

Available Now On Amazon! I know exactly why it turns you on…because you’re messed up too. Asha’s life is no fairytale, by any stretch of the imagination. There was no kind, generous father to care for and protect her from the Vegas that exists beyond the glitz and glamour of The Strip. No wise, doting mother to look over and guide her, passing down essential lessons and leading her to the right path. And certainly no Prince Charming just around the corner, ready to rescue her from working late nights to cover steadily mounting bills. But she’s alive. Overwhelmed with responsibility she never...

A short one today. Mine. Unedited. Subject to change. Enjoy :) Twenty minutes later, I pulled up to the front of the Drake Casino Resort, and gave the valet the keys. Normally, I would spend ten or fifteen minutes on an adventure in the parking lot, looking for a space, but the spa voucher in my purse said that my parking would be validated. I wasn’t passing up any perks today. Inside the resort, I headed straight for the spa desk, which was just a few steps over from the hotel check in. As I approached, the woman at the counter looked...

From Ante Up - coming late January. Unedited, and subject to change. Enjoy :) “And I got the information you wanted on Asha Davis.” I turned my attention to Ace, listening to her for the first time since she’d climbed into the back of the car. She was my assistant as much as she was my “harmony advocate” – the sight of her was usually a pretty good diffuser of conflict – and she’d been running off a list of things I needed to be updated on. Everything else, she would have to tell me again. About Red though… I was all...