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Inside the Inferno

Book 7 in the Hotter Than Hell series is now available and the reviews are fantastic. Like most of my books, I worried. I worried that readers wouldn’t understand why I told the story how I did. Inferno is written from my heart and it pushes the boundaries of love. You met Mak and Moon in Heat. They’re the couple who started it all. If I’m honest they already had their Happily Ever After but it doesn’t tell the whole story. Moon is a criminal and he’s dragging Mak right along with him. When you live the life they do, danger is around every corner and someone must pay the price. That person is Madison or “Mak” as she prefers to be called. I love Mak because she’s so strong but everyone has their limits and Inferno pushes Mak to be someone else. As you know, in real life that doesn’t work and I had no intention of letting it work in this book. Pick up your copy today and discover what true love is and what it takes to protect those you care about.

Inferno is available for sale or FREE in Kindle Unlimited

Combust is Live

I’m so excited about this book. It’s much darker than the previous Hotter Than Hell novels but I had to tell Austin’s story his way. You met Austin in Sizzle and I’ve been thinking about his book for a long time. He’s complex and it took a very special woman to bring him around. Melina is kickass and has had a rough life. When Austin kidnaps her it only gets rougher.

What I really love about Melina is her inability to give up. She’s a fighter and proves it.

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COMBUST:

Austin Miller, the enforcer for Southern California’s crime boss, takes over after his boss and mentor dies. He’s set on revenge against the people responsible for Victor’s death and he’ll stop at nothing to get what he wants.

Melina Fernandez has never wanted anything to do with her brother’s criminal organization and has nothing to do with the hit he ordered on Southern California’s leader. She’s caught in the middle of a deadly game and her brother plans to sell her to the highest bidder as soon as possible.

When Melina is kidnapped by Austin, her worst nightmares are realized. It’s not her body he wants, it’s her flesh and her sanity. Trapped in a dark basement for days she decides to unravel her life story while Austin works on mutilating her skin with a tattoo machine.

When Moon, the crime lord of Arizona steps into help, Melina might find her salvation. The clock is ticking and her brother now wants her dead. Austin isn’t a man for games but he does want Melina at any cost, even his life.

Are you ready to COMBUST?

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More Dragons

I’m hard at work writing a new paranormal, the next dragon book, Dragons Don’t Lie and I thought I would share the first chapter (unedited). It releases in September. I promise I have the perfect mate chosen for Ashrac.

Chapter One

Ashrac

Looking down at the small white business card in my hand, I can’t help wondering what I’m doing here. I glance up at “PDA” etched in white script on the glass door in front of me. I’ve lost my marbles and sunk so low even my best snake eyes won’t save me. Shrugging my shoulders, I decide to go for broke. What the hell do I have to lose at this point? I open the door and shove it forward a little harder than I meant to. It slams against the far wall with a thud. An older woman behind the large oak desk looks up and I grimace inside my head. This won’t go well.

“Mr. Ashrac?” she questions in a sturdy, direct voice.

My back straightens and a low growl escapes my throat. “It’s Ashrac of the Red Dragon Clan,” I correct.

She rolls her eyes, pulls out a stack of papers, and arranges them on a clip board. “I’ll call you Mr. AOTRDC.” Her prissy lips say she thinks she has the last word on this subject. My eyebrows lift as I try to decipher what she’s talking about. “It’s the acronym for your name,” she adds with another eye roll and lifts the clipboard in my direction. “I’m Gerri Wilder of the Old Woman Clan. I’ve been expecting you for—” she looks at the large clock on the wall and then back at me, “two hours,” she chides.

I ignore the sensor of her words and take the offered clipboard.

“Fill out what you can and we’ll use a private room for your interview.”

“Interview,” I grumble under my breath as I take a seat and look at the first page of the form. It’s straight forward until I turn the page. “Humph,” I grumble again and flip through the next page without filling out the required lines. My, “this is ridiculous,” is loud. Gerri Wilder or GWOTOWC ignores me.

I turn in the sheaf of papers with only the first page filled in. Gerri looks through them, huffs and stands from behind her desk. She’s not even five foot tall and I have no idea why I’m letting her ruffle my scales. Her short white hair is a lie or at least I think it is. She’s shifter of an unknown variety. During my fifty years of visiting the human realm there have been many changes. This realm is now a melting pot of every paranormal creature imaginable. I’m undecided if that’s good or bad. Bottom line… I prefer my own realm where dragons are lords of land and sky. Even at my young age I’m old-fashioned that way.

GWOTOWC touches a button on her phone and a man steps from an office and waits by the door. “Follow me,” she says and walks through the door the man walked from. He heads to her desk and takes a seat. I follow as told even though fire heats my lungs. Dragons don’t like being bossed around.

The small room has one table with four chairs. The walls are white with colorful artwork positioned to their best advantage with accent lighting. Gerri takes a seat and stacks my paperwork in front of her. She lifts an eyebrow and waits for me to take a seat across from her. Once I sit she wastes no time. “We’ll go through each page and I’ll fill in the blanks that gave you such a problem.”

“Nothing gave me a problem I just didn’t wish to answer those stupid questions,” I tell her in a bored voice as I lean back in the chair and stretch my legs beneath the table. The room is too small and my dragon doesn’t like it.

She blows her bangs up from her face without blinking in obvious exasperation. “Do you want a date or not?”

“I want a mate not a date,” I correct her.

Now her gaze intensifies and the need to strangle her grows. Not that I actually would. Strangulation holds certain penalties in this realm that I’m not willing to pay right now. She continues talking like I’m no threat to her, “We will follow procedure. Finding you a mate begins with setting up a few dates.”

“No,” I say loudly while fisting my hands to keep from flying across the table. I don’t have time to waste and this woman is insufferable. “A mate is all I require. Match one to me and I’ll take her.”

She lifts the top page that I filled out and moves it to the back. She ignores everything I just said and insists on keep up this stupid charade. “First I need your shifter proportions—weight, height, and so on when you’re in dragon form.”

“Why?” I snap.

She gazes over the top of the paper completely unruffled by my semi-roar, damn her. “This will be more pleasant if you drop the attitude and help me here. I’m on your side.”

“I seriously doubt that,” I huff.

“Look Mr. AOTRDC, you contacted us. We provide a service. That service entails arranging meetings with several eligible females according to your specifications. If that isn’t what you wish, we can end this interview immediately.”

I give her my fire-breathing-dragon gaze and she has the audacity not to melt into the floor. “I want a mate,” I say and pound my fist on the table for emphasis. “I will kidnap her and take her to my realm where she’ll be held until she agrees.”

Gerri’s face goes from ghost white to red but I ignore that.

“My dragon form is as large as this building. Do you want my cock size for your form too?”

Without blinking she replies with a stubborn tilt of her head. “That question is on page six where your sexual preferences are covered. We’ll get there in a moment. This is easier if we do it in order.”

“It’s gargantuan.”

She still doesn’t blink. “I’m sure.” She marks a bit of information on the page and flips it over. “What are you looking for in a mate?”

I close my eyes for a moment and think about it before making a verbal list, “Docile, pretty, gently spoken, able to take orders. Frightens easily,” I add because I want her terrified when I kidnap her so we start our mating on the right foot.” I open my eyes in time to see Gerri shake her head. “What? You asked.”

She starts writing again and flips the next page over. “I need your social status.”

“What does that mean?”

“Can you afford a date, mate, wife, or concubine?”

I mull the word “concubine” over in my head because I like the sound of it. No, I tell myself. Mate only. “I have adequate wealth to keep one of each and it wouldn’t cause a hardship. My castle has just been completed and all it needs is a mate to handle my day to day personal care.”

Another head shake and more writing. She looks up after a few minutes. “Describe what is required for your care.”

This woman is something else. Are men really so different that she would need to ask this? “I want meals on the table at the proper time morning, noon, and night. I require a clean castle that runs like a finally tuned machine. My mate will handle those details along with her mate duties in my bed.”

She rests the papers back on the table. “So basically you want a sex slave?”

“No.” I shake my head. “A general slave who is seen and not heard would be better. Sex with me will be her bonus.”

I swear she tries not to smile. “I have just the woman in mind. You will date her first and if that doesn’t work out, you will call me and I’ll set you up with someone else. I think Flora will be perfect though and I’m rarely wrong about these things.”

“Good,” I grunt. “I like the name Flora. It sounds passive enough.”

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Becca Longo does it “Like a Girl”

If you don’t know Becca’s name, you will. She’s the first female to sign a letter of intent with a Division II level (or higher) college and the first woman to receive a scholarship to play football with the boys.

And guess what? She’s a kicker.

When I wrote Like a Girl, I had a message: YOU CAN.

Like a Girl is about the first female kicker in pro football. People laughed when I said I planned to write a romantic comedy similar to the fun of Jerry Maquire BUT about a female player. And they laughed… right up until Like a Girl released.

I was unprepared for the number of emails I’ve received from women like Becca (no haven’t heard from her) who wanted to play football and had their dreams crushed because the option wasn’t available to girls. I had my dreams crushed as a young girl too. I was told “the police force is no place for a woman” and “girls aren’t allowed to play football.”

If you think about it, football is the only sport that doesn’t offer an alternative woman’s team for kids. WHY? Or in Becca’s case, WHY NOT? Maybe you haven’t heard of Women’s Football Alliance one of several adult leagues for women who love the sport. I’ll admit I didn’t even know they existed until I was deep into researching Like a Girl. These tough women play tackle football and there are leagues all over the world. What if women learned to play football as kids? Most (close to all) pro athletes don’t start their careers as adults. To learn a sport and play it professionally takes years of practice and hard work.  

The American Football Without Barriers organization  recently sent, Marshawn Lynch, and  Cleveland Browns tight end, Gary Barnidge, to Finland to teach their first all-women’s football camp.

To be fair, I visited the Pop Warner Football website to see if girls were playing. I couldn’t find a statement anywhere saying girls can’t play but I also didn’t see a single picture of a girl in uniform or any statement saying they welcome girls. They offer cheerleading and hey, I’m not knocking it. I was a competitive cheerleader and so were my three daughters. But that doesn’t change that my dream was to play football and I was never given the opportunity.

I want to share some of the emails I received about Like a Girl and maybe you’ll see that it’s easy to crush dreams. We need to empower women and girls and never tell them there’s something they can’t do. And yes, that includes playing football Like a Girl.

Shelly ~ “Thank you for writing Like a Girl. I always dreamed of being a football player and was crushed when my parents told me girls don’t play for the NFL.”

Lori ~ “My first dream was to play football but I couldn’t so I moved to soccer.”

Laura ~ “I’ve been a lifelong football fan and wanted to play just like Jordan.”

Tammy ~ “I come from a family of five children and I’m the only girl. My brothers all played football and I cried each year when I couldn’t. I never understood. Thank you for writing Like a Girl because I was able to live my dream through Jordan’s eyes.”

Keep those emails coming ladies. I plan to use them in the sequel: Like A Girl Second Season

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The Making of Like a Girl

Like a Girl is now live!

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Several factors went into writing Like a Girl. My thoughts started rolling after taking my dog for a walk and seeing a young boy and girl playing in the local schoolyard. They told me they were best friends and I couldn’t help remembering when I was young and had a boy as my best friend. His name was Gordy. We climbed trees, ran wild, and yes, even played football together. I don’t remember thinking I was any different than he was.

Childhood eventually comes to an end and the differences in boys and girls is no longer only biological. We are patterned to behave like a boy or like a girl. Boys are not cheerleaders and girls are not football players.

WAIT RIGHT THERE!

Boys are cheerleaders. So, what about girls?

I took the idea for a story about the first female kicker in pro football to my husband the football fanatic. “No,” he said. “It will never happen.”

I didn’t give up. “But what if she’s a kicker?”

“Hmm. The NFL needs good kickers but I don’t know about a woman.”

Have I ever mentioned how tenacious I am? “They’re the worst team in the NFL and they need a kicker.”

He frowns. “You know kickers aren’t well liked in football.”

“Then she’ll fit right in because the players will hate her.”

“Sounds like you’ve already written the book.”

And… Like a Girl was born. I don’t mind breaking the rules because against all odds, in real life, I graduated from the police academy at the age of 45. I also loved playing football with the boys when I was young. I remember when they no longer wanted to play with me and the heartbreak I felt at realizing I had no chance at a career in football.

Like a Girl is a cross between When Harry Met Sally and Jerry Maguire. It’s humorous, smexy, and a world of fun. I’m not asking you to suspend belief. I’m asking… what if?

PS. My husband has come around in regards to Like a Girl. He says it will be my best-selling book of all time. His suggestions made this book the best it could be. I love this man because he thinks there is nothing I can’t do. 

 

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Ignite is Available!

Book 5 in the Hotter Than Hell Series is out.

Each book is a standalone but they are so much better if you read in order and know all the players.

Here’s a snippet from Ignite:

Beth

The men watch me around the clock. Getting my hands on a cell phone is a fluke and I still can’t believe my luck. I need to send a text and get out of Peter’s room quickly.

I don’t have much time to think about what I send, but I need to be smart. I can delete the history after sending the text. This opens up a new set of problems. If Peter notices his missing messages, he’ll check his phone account online and trace the text. If that happens, it won’t be just me in danger. Fear travels through my veins and makes my already rapid heartbeat speed up even more. I put myself into this mess and now I’m endangering someone else. I shake off the fear and look back down where my fingers clench the phone.

Shakily, I type his number followed by my message.

 

This is Beth Hoffman, Nick’s sister.

I’m in trouble and being held by Angelo Gimonde

Westly Ranch

Camp Springs, Montana

Phone compromised

 

I take a deep breath and click Send. The trembling in my fingers doubles as I delete the text history. I’m so screwed. It’s little comfort that Angelo won’t immediately kill me. He’ll hunt Rack down and kill him first. I’ve endangered Rack even if he checks Angelo’s name on the Internet and decides I’m not worth saving. If only I were more intelligent in the beginning and never stepped into this mess.

I don’t know Rack well. He was my brother’s best friend in the military. Seeing Rack through Nick’s eyes really doesn’t count. Nick told me more than once if I ever needed help and he wasn’t around, to call Rack. A shiver passes through me. Did Nick somehow know that he wouldn’t be around, that an IED would take him out only a few months before his return to the States?

I only met Rack once. It was a few months before my first wedding date. My fiancé delayed the first one and then the second. I squelch the stupidity I feel that there was ever more than one. The last few years of my life are one bad decision after another. When Rack visited me his expression had none of the carefree qualities my brother described. Oh, I expected the dangerous undertone, just not the dead eyes. His gaze held a complete lack of humanity. And still, my body betrayed me. Rack is a force of nature and like nature, he’s raw and compelling. His insanely green eyes turned my insides to jelly. His muscles stretched his polo shirt to near bursting. His square jaw spoke of strength and determination. His dark hair with its closely cropped military cut took the danger he radiated up a notch. Everything about him made me think of silk sheets and hot sex. I swear, by the way his luscious mouth smirked he was reading my body like a map. He didn’t miss the shortness of breath, sweaty palms, or my accelerated heartbeat. He couldn’t have. God, I actually wondered if he could smell the desire my body exuded via wet panties. His eyes literally changed color to a deeper green and his nostrils flared as I came undone at his proximity. The experience was mortifying and made worse by my engagement to another man.

I held so much guilt over that one meeting. Or at least I did until I discovered my fiancé in bed with my best friend the night before our third calendar wedding date. Now my ex-best friend and ex-fiancé. I hope the two of them spend eternity together making each other miserable.

I sigh into the quiet room. Even with all the trouble I’ve brought down on my head, I’m a vindictive bitch and I’m not ready to forgive and forget. I check the time on the phone. Angelo will return shortly and I need to get out of Peter’s room.

If Angelo finds out about the phone, he’ll kill Peter for this. Peter is a young fool. He’s infatuated with Angelo’s lifestyle. The lifestyle of a mobster where kidnapping is just another walk in the park. I have absolutely no reason to feel sorry for Peter. Like me, he’ll need to live with his decisions.

I rest the cell phone back on the nightstand and walk to the door. There are cameras in the hallway. I’m carrying one of Peter’s long-sleeved flannel shirts, which is the reason I entered his room to begin with. I need Peter to pocket his phone when he returns and keep his mouth shut about leaving it behind this morning. My only chance is that Peter knows Angelo will kill him for the mistake. I still can’t believe my luck in discovering it.

Release Day: Street Justice

It’s one of my favorite days of the year! Street Justice is live in the Cuffed & Claimed Box Set. The early reviews are awesome and the common denominator is laughter. Daisy the Shepadoodle is taking the show. I promise intrigue, blushingly hot interaction between the main characters, and an unforgettable dog to steal your heart. All 10 books in the set for 99 cents!

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Two New Box Sets for 99 Cents

Cuffed & Claimed  contains Book 4 of the Hotter Than Hell Series.

cuffed claimed box set image2STREET JUSTICE gives a new twist in the series with a sexy cop and his wacky next door neighbor. There’s a secret in the story and by the time it unravels you’ll know the connection to the criminal empire from books 1,2, and 3. I promise a wild ride with laughs and steamy sex.  There are ten stories in the box set from ten amazing authors  for 99 CENTS. All author proceeds go to the families of officers lost in the line of duty! As a retired police officer this is near and dear to my heart. Pre-order now. This set is only available for a limited time! Releases Oct. 4, 2016.

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Disorderly Conduct features HEAT, Book I, of the Hotter Than Hell Series.

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The great thing about the set is it includes 7 other awesome author’s stories for 99 CENTS! These books are yummy good. Releases November 8, 2016.

 

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Let it BURN

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HEAT * SIZZLE * BURN

Years ago, while watching Sons of Anarchy, I asked myself why I enjoyed the show. Violence, horrible bad guys that you cheer for, crooked cops and on and on. SOA was like a bloody train wreck that I couldn’t look away from. My husband and I would discuss the ins and outs of the plot, the characters we loved and those we hated. Bottom line—Sons made us ponder.

The idea for HEAT was born around the time Sons of Anarchy went off the air. And, who better to write about bad guys you love and cops you hate than a retired police detective. The Hotter Than Hell series is not fan fiction. There are no correlations and the romance is the seed factor of all three books. They take place in the hot summer months in Arizona.

HEAT – You have Moon, the head of Arizona’s largest crime syndicate, then SIZZLE – Gomez, Moon’s enforcer and BURN – the newest bad guy, Dax, the president of a skinhead motorcycle gang who’s trying to turn things around.

I knew when writing these stories that not everyone would be able to accept bad men as the good guys. I want these books to make you ponder.

Here’s an awesome review on BURN that I nabbed from Amazon. This reader feels me and she has an amazing way with words.


“This was the first Holly Roberts Book I’ve read and I wasn’t sure what to expect. All I was told in advance was that it “sizzled” — appropos for a book called “Burn,” I guess. I was taken aback by the first chapter, which had a tragedy and a murder. NOT my usual romance book! But after taking a day to digest it, I read on. And read on. And read on. Finished the whole thing in about a day and a half, which surprised me.

Dax and Sofia are not your warm, cuddly, sympathetic characters. In his first chapter, Dax commits a murder. In her first chapter (the book is done via alternating voices), Sofia declares her intention to commit murder. Okay, then! So much for characters I can identify with. But as the story goes on, you understand just why these two hardened characters turned out the way they did, and the reader discovers, as they do, that there’s more to life than they have given it credit for.

It’s not a pretty book — the violence and the sex are graphic, and angels don’t sing and unicorns don’t appear when Dax and Sofia hook up. But my source was right. They DO sizzle.

This was good as as standalone book, even though it’s the third in the series. I liked it well enough and am intrigued enough by characters who played bit parts in this book to go back and buy the first two.” ~ T. Lorenz

 


If you think you can handle these very bad men, I think you’ll love this series!

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