Friday, December 5, 2014



I shook my head vigorously when I glanced at my reflection in the full-length mirror. 

“There is no effing way I am wearing this.”

I watched the scowl spread over Crystal's face as she stood behind me. 

“I can’t believe you won’t even say the real word.  Seriously, you need to lighten up.”

I tipped my head back.  “I don’t see the need to curse every other word.  Anyway, I am not wearing this.  My entire backside is out.”

“Oh please!  It’s just your back.  Don’t you show it when you wear a bathing suit?  Even the one piece you insist on wearing all the damn time?”

I pulled at the hemline, which rested dangerously close to my crotch. “That’s different.”

“My ass.  This party is not some stuffy crap show.  The best of Miami will be there.  We might even see some celebrities,” Crystal squealed excitedly.

Suddenly, I felt old and prudish.  My best friend was full of life and energy.  At just twenty-one, I was already basically a spinster.  Sometimes I thought I would do better out on the prairie in North Dakota somewhereI certainly wasn’t cut for this city life.  Crystal had begged me to come down south with her; I had rebelled for all of a week before buckling under the pressure. All year, she had invited me and I had always come up with excuses—I had a final. My head hurt. I was cramping. 

Lame.  All of it. 

“Fine.  I’ll get the dress.”

The ginormous smile on my friend's face had even me smiling.

She threw herself at me.  “Oh Jody!  Thanks so much for doing this with me.  You will not regret it.  I’m so stoked you’re going.”

“The things I do for you,” I spat.

“Oh come on.  You have to admit you look fantastic.  I’ve always said your body rocks.  I have to basically kill myself at the gym and here you are sitting around reading books with buns of steel.”

I rolled my eyes.  “My butt isn’t the most important thing.  I do have a brain.”

She smiled and hugged me again.  “You are gonna look incredible.  Wait until I do your hair and makeup—”

“Whoa there.  I am not letting you make me look like a drag queen.”

“Oh please.  I know you don’t like the caked on look.  I got you.  Don’t you worry.”

I did—especially when she insisted on buying the dress and the skimpy underwear to go underneath.  Crystal came from big money.  Her father was a hotshot attorney and her mother, his trophy wife.  Crystal favored her mother with her blonde hair and bright eyes but her calculated moves were definitely her dad’s. 

I watched as she whipped out her American Express (with no limit) and spent an outrageous amount on the both of us.  Fighting her would only result in an embarrassing moment.  I had learned that lesson when I accompanied her to shop for our high school prom. 

She signed her name on the receipt and turned to hand me my precious bag.  Placing my fingers around the handle gave me a feeling of euphoria.  My stomach flipped at the thought of parading around a top floor with tons of rich people who didn’t know me. 

Shaking my head, I squashed the feeling of excitement and attributed it to experiencing something new.  It couldn’t possibly be real.  No way.

I glanced over my shoulder and cringed at the skin on display.  The dress wrapped around my body like a glove, covering one shoulder and leaving the other bare. Right along with most of my back.  Crystal yelled from the door, hurrying me.


I took one last look at myself and didn’t recognize the sexy woman looking back.  My lips were blood red, hair pin-straight and parted to the side.  The secret smile spreading across my face scared the shit out of me.  I adjusted my smirk and went back to serious. Glancing down, I studied my shoes.  I considered them to be weapons if needed.

The heels were going to be my biggest challenge, never mind keeping my snatch covered.  I walked slowly into the living area where Crystal waited. 

“Fuck me sideways—you look hot!”

Crystal had left me to finish with the dress and shoes. Now the entire ensemble was before her and she was beaming.   I had to admit I felt a thrill course through me.  But then again, my nerves were making me jittery.  On a night like tonight, I would be curled up in my bed with Kit on my lap and a steamy book. 

“I don’t know as much about the act, but I think that would be rather uncomfortable.”

She slapped at my shoulder.  “Don’t be a smartass.  It’s just an expression.  Now let's go.  I can’t wait to show you off to my friends.”

I watched her prance out of the door and nodded my head.  With a quick prayer, I followed.

We cleared the elevator and the valet was out waiting with Crystal’s BMW.  I had been told there would be no dorm life for us when her father owned a penthouse in the same vicinity. So once again, Crystal had gotten her way.  We moved in our freshman year and had been there ever since.  I couldn’t really complain.  The place rocked and we each had our own room with a Jacuzzi tub included.

 I watched precariously as the doorman opened the door.  The distance from my ass to the seat was steep. I crouched down and struggled to get into the car.  A sigh of relieve left my lips once I was buckled in and we were on our way.  Crystal chatted away on how to walk and hold your drink, blah blah blah…

  I heard about 50% of her blather—my stomach was too busy twisting itself into a knot.  Too soon, she pulled up to another valet station.  The building was absolutely beautiful, all modern lines and very white.  The windows in this place went on forever.  I looked up and lost count of how many floors it had. 

Crystal walked up to the desk and presented her invitation. The one she had tongued our manager for.  I didn’t even know how I was going to face him on Monday. 

Crystal shoved me forward.  Did I stop walking?  Seemed like I had. 
I scowled at her and started to walk with a sudden fear that made me want to bolt like a frightened animal.  Men stared at us and while Crystal thrived with the attention, I grabbed at my sleeve and tried to cover my ass with my handbag.  Ridiculous, I know. 

The elevators were glass, which made me cringe and seek some kind of privacy.  There was none. 

“You aren’t afraid are you?  I know you despise heights but it’s perfectly safe. 

I swallowed.  “I’m fine.”

She gave me the “sure” glance and I turned to watch the floors speed by as we went up and up.  Finally, the ding we were waiting for came through loud and clear.  Like a gong announcing my impending doom.

The doors opened and on the other side was a vision I would never forget. 

Blake Steel—very up close and personal.

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Changing Jody, Episode I

Changing Jody


“Fuck that!” Crystal yelled.  “You need to get with the program here.  How are you ever going to get laid in that get up?”

I cringed because I knew she was right.  My oversized sweater in the middle of July didn’t make me very appealing.  The sad part was… I didn’t care.  I wanted to hide under layers of wool. 

“I have no interest in getting laid, as you put it,” I told her. “I have my cat and my books.  Don’t need anything else.” My one and only experience with sex had been a disaster.  Ron Baker had been cute and attractive enough—personally, I wanted to get it over with.  My virginity was like a looming sign over my head and I had wanted it gone.  Come to find out, Ron had also been a virgin. 

I watched as my childhood friend threw her hands up in the air, a sure sign of her frustration. She turned, swinging her thick blonde hair and placing a manicured hand on her slim hip.  She was a knockout and I couldn’t possibly compare.  I didn’t even want to.  Crystal had always attracted the boys in school while I hid around the corner waiting for them to get lost.  Dozens of dates later, she still hadn’t found “the one”.  We were both in our third year of college and her list of boyfriends was as long as 8th Avenue.   Nope, that was not where I wanted to be.  I was perfectly content with my furry partner and my fantasy world of books.

“Jody Louise Maroni, you are going to cause me to have a solid fit! All my life I’ve watched you cower and hide what your mama blessed you with.  I’ve given you time to adjust to college, praying that you would stop with this utter bullshit you insist on.  It’s time to have fun.  You’re in college, for God’s sake!”

I slammed the book I was currently reading shut.  “That’s what you don’t understand.  I don’t want too!”

A calculating look came into Crystal’s eyes and I should have bolted right then and there. 

“What if I promised never to pester you on this subject again?”

I rolled my eyes and adjusted my glasses.  “I should be so lucky.”

She shook her finger at me.  “You just have to agree to one thing.”

I should have listened to my instincts and said no, but I was intrigued and desperate to stop Crystal’s insistence that I change.  Taking a deep breath, I answered.


Her smile terrified me.  “You have to come with me to Blake Steel’s annual bash.”

My eyes widened.  The Blake Steel—as in the owner of the restaurant chain we both worked our part time jobs at?  How the hell had Crystal even gotten an invite? 

She reads minds. 

“I know people and those people happen to like me.  One of the managers is hot for me so I kissed him in exchange for an invite.”

My gasp made her laugh. 

“Oh come on.  It’s just a kiss and he is a hottie anyway. Now what will it be?”

“You’ve got to be joking.  I’ve only seen Blake a handful of times in the last three years I’ve worked there.  Won’t he wonder what the hell we are doing there?”

Crystal studied her French manicure.  “I think we will blend in nicely.”  She glanced up and smiled.  “It’s a rooftop party.  At his place in South Beach.”

I gawked at her.  The possibilities for disaster were steadily increasing.  Crystal in South Beach was potentially dangerous.  I’d heard the morning after stories and they weren’t fun. 

She crossed her arms and tapped her fingers against her elbows.  “So what’s it gonna be?  One night of party town and I’ll leave you alone.”

I glanced down at my book and wished I could just disappear inside of it and from the outside world.  But I had to admit the possibility of not having to endure Crystal’s pestering was too appealing.  So I dress up and mingle for a bit—what could be the harm?

I was about to find out…


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Monday, September 1, 2014


For those of you who haven't read it yet, A Vampire's Touch (Prequel) will be free 6.2.14 on Amazon.  Velvet Dawn, a short intro, is already being offered for free.  Get them both and enjoy the sexy world of The Red Velvet Trilogy!

Download Free Copy Now!


Velvet Dreams, Book One - Coming soon...


Monday, July 14, 2014


Summer is a hard time for me to put my writing first.  It should totally be first.  Maybe if I lived alone and didn't have a teenager and an eight year old son.  Oh and did I mention the full time job?  It's tough.  Kids are enjoying their free time and camp while I continue with the same routine.  Summer vacation with the family looms ahead and now that it's over, I find myself with a ton to do.
Writing is like an addiction and I tend to get cranky if I can't get to it.  My husband has pointed this out repeatedly.  I tend to get quiet and if someone makes any noise including the wrapper of a candy being scrunched, I can blow in five seconds.  Yes, it's that bad.
Now that the family is settled back into the fun time routine of lounging around (my teenager) and camp (the younger son), I can hopefully dedicate more time to the sexy hot stories you all love.

Coming up 2014-2015

Velvet Dreams (Book 1, The Red Velvet Trilogy)
Velvet Dreams Release Party
Print/Signed copies (Not sure which book yet)

Velvet Shadows (Book 2, The Red Velvet Trilogy
A Submissive's Pain (The Dominants, Book 3)
Velvet Lies (Book 3, The Red Velvet Trilogy)

Monday, June 30, 2014


I have decided to go back to what works.  Velvet Dawn was originally written to benefit breast cancer in collaboration with other authors.  After it's run, we each published our work through different retailers.  Smashwords was the best option at that time and I offered it for free with over 1200 downloads.  Yes, I was a happy camper.  It propelled the next book, A Vampire's Touch, into the Amazon Top 100 Bestseller list in it's category and I was jumping like a banshee on one foot.

I think you guys get the point.  It's a very short introduction to that series (25 pages) but it's action packed (in every way) and takes place in one night.  So, Free is the way to go with that puppy.

Once it's live on Smashwords then I will start the campaign to get Amazon to offer it for Free also.

Until then, keep reading and loving!