Friday, December 9, 2011

Coming in February 2012 for ARe's Perfect Strangers

Toya is on the way to a funeral when she’s pulled over by the sexiest cop she’s ever laid eyes on. When she discovers she doesn’t have her wallet with her license in it, she decides it’s time to use her feminine charms to get out of trouble. The super short skirt and the f*me high-heeled boots should do the trick, but this cop doesn’t seem impressed in the least.

Tripp is finding it hard to remain detached and professional while doing his job looking at the chocolate beauty he’s just pulled over. And when he discovers she’s driving without a license, he asks her to step out of the car. With a body he’d like to sample right there on the side of the road, this woman forces him to make her a proposition that has nothing to do with the law—no strings attached sex, all weekend long. But what will he do when it’s time for Toya to leave his small town and go back to New York?

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Email Change/Hacked

My email was hacked, so I had to change it. A reader asked if I would continue the bear series, but I can't get back in the old email to answer. Unfortunately, no, I will not be continuing the bear series. Thanks.


Monday, October 17, 2011

Print Book Giveaway!

Hey, everybody. Dahlia Rose and I are giving away a print copy of our newest books. Please stop by our joint blog found here and see the details. Good luck!

Tuesday, October 4, 2011


I was thinking as I began my latest work, Wynter's Protection, about attorneys. Once I was serving jury duty on a case between an individual and the city. I was the alternate (I think that's the term.) where I would be the fill-in juror if someone had an emergency and needed to leave. As such, I had to stay there through the entire case listening to testimony and the details of the case. Apparently, this was an appeal because the city had won the case last time.

After listening to everything, I was thinking hm, this guy knew what he needed to do, and he had all the information and knowledge to file a claim with the city. But instead, he waited until the statute of limitations ran out and then did it. The city was under no obligation to honor his claim. I saw all that and had come to my conclusion that, yeah I would vote against him when the jurors came together--that is if I was needed.

I noticed during this procedure the city's lawyer made constant eye contact with me. She seemed to do it with me more than any other juror, or maybe I was just feeling special that day. Lol. Either way, I noticed each time she did it while she was speaking. Then something changed, toward the end of the trial when it became obvious that no one would need to leave, and then I would probably be dismissed, she didn't meet my eyes at all. Not once. I was useless to her. That was a letdown, but I got her reasoning.

This woman saw me as a possible voice to the other jurors. I don't know how she deduced that I would lean toward what was fair and honest more than what my emotions were telling me regarding this man. Maybe I gave subtle clues with my body language or facial expressions. Who knows, but when I wasn't any help, she was gone.

Lawyers to me are single-minded, tenacious about getting to their goal. I thought of this particular experience while starting my current work because my heroine is an assistant district attorney. She's just closed a major case, and a coworker wants her to have dinner with him. However, Wynter's never been into lawyers. Maybe it's because she knows what they are about. She's seen them in court and caught that look in their eyes. She's worn that look because she's one of them, and they don't appeal to her to date.

Who does get Wynter's blood pumping? Well, I'll share more when my story's more developed. Just thought I'd drop a teaser and share my thoughts. Thanks for reading. :)

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Unsuited - Coming October 21, 2011

Nyah has serviced Ethan’s custom built car for months, and she can’t wait to see him each time he comes into her shop. But how can a man who comes from money like he does—a playboy who owns a penthouse apartment in uptown Charlotte—take a mechanic like her seriously? Half the time she can’t get all the grease from under her chipped fingernails, and she’s more comfortable in a ratty T-shirt and jeans than a dress and heels. Hell, she doesn’t even own a dress. That doesn’t stop Ethan from offering her what he is interested in—a no strings attached sexual relationship. Nyah’s fearful of losing her heart, but she can’t resist the man’s touch or his words. His world is nothing like she’s ever experienced, but when all is said and done, and Ethan’s interest cools, will she be able to walk away unscathed?

Coming soon from Amira Press.

Friday, September 16, 2011

Friday, August 12, 2011

Bear in Paperback

Stripped Bear and Bear Necessities are now together in paperback. Yay! Here's the link:

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Fourth of July!!

Had a total blast last night at Dahlia Rose's house. Earlier in the day, she had a cookout with her family and mine in attendance. Her hubby and his buddy set up fireworks for us to enjoy. Now imagine it's dark out there with light from the shed and a bit from the streetlights out front. We were in back. Then you see the shadows of two men with hats on with lights on them. Dahlia said they looked like miners.

The first row of chairs included the brave ones, the boy kids. The women were way farther away in the back in a row of chairs with the babies and Dahlia's little girl. Then Rob comes over with his head light hat on and says, "Okay, if anything goes wrong, the signal is Hit the Deck!" and everyone goes that way to get to safety."

You can imagine we were getting nervous at that point. Everything was going great. And then Dahlia and I are sitting there saying wow, you see that one? Seemed like it was low. Another "zip" sound and a light ball goes to the right of us. One more to the left. We're still sitting there watching the boys clear out. And only then did it occur to us. Yeah, maybe we should run! It was so funny.

And all of us women are like hey where was the signal? I didn't hear any "Hit the Deck!" The men were in denial. Lol. But it was hilarious. We couldn't stop laughing, and Dahlia kept saying crazy stuff that made me wish I'd recorded her to post it online. ;o)

By the time I walked home, I was so glad I had my oldest son to walk with me, because the entire block was smoky from all the neighbors and their fireworks. Of course someone said "man, this reminds me of a horror movie." I scooted home quick. All in all we had a great time.

Hope you had a fun and safe Fourth of July as well.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Hopelessly Devoted to You

Coming to Sugar and Spice Press July 2, 2011

All Raina can think about is the possibility that she might be pregnant, but her boyfriend tells her to get rid of it if it's true. Angry and hurt, she goes to confront him at his brother's house only to find he's been killed in a car accident. Stunned and grieving more because her baby will be born without a father than the loss of a man she only now realizes wasn't right for her, Raina accepts comfort from Hunter, her late boyfriend's brother.

But Hunter and she have never gotten along. Hunter is ex-military, rigid, and condescending. He never seemed to feel Raina was good enough for his brother despite the fact that she busted her butt for her masters and was making something of her life. Raina can't understand why Hunter would now be the one to support her and even ask to be named as the baby's father.

Hunter doesn't care how long Raina fights him. He will be there for her and the baby. He knows he made the wrong choices before his brother passed allowing Raina to see only a cold exterior. The truth is from the moment he laid eyes on her, he was lost. He has to win her heart or lose the woman he's been hopelessly devoted to for years. The challenge is not managing Raina but loving her. If he can find the balance, just maybe she'll run into his arms where she belongs.

Bear Necessities

Coming July 8, 2011 to Amira Press

When her mother's new boyfriend gets a little too free with his hands, Simone decides it's time to relocate. Without warning her cousin, she travels to Charlotte, North Carolina to see what kind of better life she can make for herself. To her surprise, her cousin Ayana--who's never been that good with the opposite sex--has not one but two sexy men sharing her bed. And the sounds of their loving on Ayana in the middle of the night has Simone wishing she had her own lover. Then she's wondering just what they put in the water down in the South because two more hot men show up at Ayana's. This time it's identical twins, and they're not looking for her cousin, but they have their sights set on Simone. Well, one of them anyway.

Artan has no problem claiming the mocha beauty as his mate, but his brother Fallyn refuses her. Fallyn knows the importance of finding a strong mate who can bear his children, especially since their clan is dying out. He has no use for a woman born and raised in the city with a fear of nature. The problem is he can't keep his eyes off of her, and every time she gets excited, he can't think straight. Pulling Simone out of one scrape after another is not in his plan. Things get really complicated when a female bear shifter from home shows up to claim Fallyn, and she has no problem killing Simone to get what she wants.

Saturday, May 28, 2011


I wish I didn't wait so long to post about my trip to Savannah with Dahlia Rose, Eliza Gayle, and Jessica Lee. A lot of my thoughts of what we saw and did are jumbled. But what sticks out right now in my memory is the feeling of just relaxing by the pool with Eliza and Dahlia, just chitchatting about any and everything. Our industry and writing of course was thrown in there.

We were sitting on the edge of the pool with our feet in the water. Then we moved to a table when we realized it was just after 6 p.m. and the whole Rapture thing. I checked FB on my phone, and then we were cracking up at all the funny posts people did about still being here. At one point, we wondered if Jessica was the only one to be taken, or if she's scare us by being missing since we left her in the room resting.

Savannah is very beautiful. I loved seeing first hand the moss hanging in the trees. I assumed the moss was hard for some reason, but when we were in the graveyard, some of the trees hung very low, and I was able to touch the moss. It's very soft.

Like I mentioned, we visited the graveyard, and anyone who knows me knows I don't like to scare myself or have others do it. I don't watch movies that scare me, and I don't play when it comes to spirits. Of course, my fellow authors had no such limitations. So I agreed to go on a late night ghost tour.

We weren't able to get the hurst tour, darn it (lol) but our bus was sufficiently black with cobwebs hanging from the ceiling.

The guide told ghost stories that I will not repeat. You'll have to go to find out about them. I'm not causing myself another night hiding under the covers like I did that first night after the tour. At one point a recording was played that was supposedly one done in the room where a woman had been murdered. The voice on the tape was saying... ok, never mind. I'm already scaring myself again. See Savannah ghost tour.

In the safety of daylight we toured a beautiful boat that gave me all kinds of great story ideas. I was told the boat sleeps twenty-four, but we only saw a master bdroom and a tiny room that held bunk beds and little else. The shower in the bathroom was bigger than many I've seen in homes.

There were so many places with such character, so old yet charming. We passed down streets where the sky was almost completely blocked out from the trees cocooning the houses and road.

Oh, on the note of ghosts and crazy things authors do--we decided to explore the area near our hotel at night. We were looking for some of the interesting houses we'd spotted during the tour. Because the ladies hadn't gotten quite enough of being scared, someone suggested we walk down a dark creepy alley. Crazy I tell you. Haha. Don't try this on your visit to Savannah, or at least, don't say you got the idea from my blog.

Speaking of Savannah, two of my books are set in this wonderful city. That's Saving Shawnie, a vampire story, which I think Savannah is a great backdrop for, and Courting Savannah, a contemporary romance. Both are published by Sugar and Spice Press, and they're available where e-books are sold online.

We shopped at various stores. There was an area in the middle of a square (there are lots of different squares throughout the historic district of Savannah). In this particular one was the Market Place where on both sides were a row of stores.

When the Georgia sun got to be too much for me, I sat on a bench and watched the horse drawn carriages stop so the animals could rest and drink water from a huge bucket the driver balanced on her knee. I did wonder how she could do that since she was really tiny, and the buckets looked like they weighed more.

One of the places we stopped at was a candy store where a couple of the ladies picked up fudge. Since I don't prefer it, I just took pictures of funny decorated apples in a winding case. You can find those pictures on my Facebook page. Don't think I resisted all treats though. Later, on our last night, I bought chocolate sprinkled popcorn and ate it in bed while watching TV in the hotel room. Yum! Now that's a memory I will pause to enjoy. Lol.

Okay there is so much more I can share, but I don't want a mile long post. If you haven't visited Savannah, I suggest you go. You won't regret it. The historic district cannot be beat. Oh and I suggest the crab cakes when you're wondering what to order in the local restaurants. They were delicious.

Friday, May 27, 2011


Welcome to my new home on the web. This site is still under construction, so please bear with me. Here you will learn more about me and my writing. Enjoy, and thanks for visiting.
- Love, Tress