Give Me Grace Update

I’ve been overrun with messages and emails asking me “Where the hell is my Casey?”

Well, rest assured he is about. I know the tentative release date for Give Me Grace was January 2014 BUT (eeeeekkkk don’t hit me) due to unforeseen circumstances, I’m now WAY BEHIND schedule.
You should all know that Casey’s book is under construction as I type this AND I have a cover!!!! It will be revealed shortly, along with the new release date. Just trust me when I say there is a bit of pressure (from me) to get Casey’s story right and I want to be sure I give it my full focus and the justice it deserves. I want this story to perfect for you guys.

Promise I’m doing this right now.


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I will announce the release date as soon as I have it available.
Thanks for your patience. Here is an excerpt of Give Me Grace (unedited and subject to copyright and change):

I’d only just arrived at Jared and Evie’s house for their Sunday barbecue before I was back in the car with Travis and on our way to the airport. Frog, the bass guitarist with Evie’s band, had been in a car accident on the way to their place. The outcome was a broken arm. With the band playing at the awards ceremony that night, it wasn’t looking good for their big night. Mac was frothing at the mouth from stress, Quinn looked ready to pass out, and Evie was greener than she was yesterday.

Arriving to the chaos had come as no surprise. The Jamieson and Valentine clan might have been my family, and don’t get me wrong, when everything was good with them, it was like the stars aligned and shimmery fairy dust fell from the heavens, but when it went to shit, it went there via the seventh circle of hell.

Taking that into consideration, offering to collect their replacement guitarist from the airport with Travis had seemed like a good idea, until Travis opened his mouth about last night.

“You and Morgan?”

I shook my head in answer, focusing my attention on driving rather than explaining myself.

“Was she the one that went home with you on Friday night? You’re seeing her now?”

“Calm the fuck down, Trav.” Stopping at a red light, I turned to face him. “If we’re going to have a gossip session about my night out, maybe we should start with the outfit I chose first before discussing whether I put out or not.”

The light turned green and I accelerated, satisfied when the small burst of speed left the traffic behind me scrambling to catch up. The deflection would only work for so long. Travis and Coby had seen Morgan last night when I answered the door. The suggestive gleam in her eye and the overexposure of skin left no doubt to her intentions. Between that and the damn sex shop bag on the counter, there was no doubt I’d been on board with those intentions.

“So?” Travis waved his hand. “What did you wear then?”

Smug sonofabitch.

“Fine.” My hands tightened on the steering wheel as I hit Sydney’s M1 freeway and opened the car up. “I fucked her, okay? I may plan on doing it again. Do I need to check every potential fuck with you first and get your approval in duplicate?”

“You know what? Yes. You fucking do if you’re gonna pull shit like this. We have contracts with the Government that includes the damn Sydney Police. Our firm doesn’t need you going and poking your cock into the middle all of that. There is no doubt we will be dealing with her in an official capacity, and if she gets your customary brush off, because I’ve never seen you with someone more than once so this in itself is already so far out of your character you may as well be a pod person right now, then how are we supposed to trust her to have our backs? What is it, Casey, you like her that much she’s worth that kind of hit?”

Travis took a deep breath. He sat there fuming in the passenger seat, waiting for my answer as I negotiated through the traffic and took the airport exit off the motorway. I didn’t have one. Well, not one that wouldn’t give away my intentions, so I kept my mouth shut.

“If you’re just looking to get laid, find someone else,” he muttered, unable to leave it alone.

Reaching the domestic terminal of Sydney airport, I found a spot and parked the car. Turning off the ignition, I sat back in my seat and took a deep breath as I stared out the windshield. Travellers were moving at a rapid pace, wheeling their suitcases through the cars and over the pedestrian crossings.

“I’m not just looking to get laid. That’s the problem.”

Travis furrowed his brows. “I don’t get it.”

Yanking the keys, I got out of the car. Travis followed and I beeped the locks, shoving the keys in my jeans pocket. “She works homicide now,” I reminded him as we strode towards the building entrance.

After a moment, he mumbled, “Ah hell.”

The pileup of cars waiting for pedestrians to cross was long. We both jogged over the crossing and towards the front doors. They whooshed open, emitting cool air as we strode inside.

“Let it go, Casey. It’s in the past. You can’t change it or fix it and getting Morgan involved is going to make it all worse.”

Anger burned in my chest. I grabbed his bicep, effectively halting him, and looked him in the eye. “Fuck you, Trav.” My jaw ticked as I fought to lock the resentment down. “It’s not that simple. How can I let go when I’ve lost everything already? If I had answers, then maybe I…”

I, what? Could move on? Forgive myself?

“You could what?”

I shook my head and starting walking again. “Let’s just collect whoever the hell it is we’re here to collect, okay?”

In tense silence, we arrived at the gate and waited as passengers started flowing out. That was when I saw her walking directly towards us, a guitar case slung casually over her back.

“Holy fuck,” I breathed, standing beside Travis as I took in the deep red tangle of hair flowing down her back and colourful tattoo that wound around the length of her bare arm and shoulder. Tiny black leather shorts displayed long slender legs that strode towards us with purpose. The blood in my veins heated as I fixated on her. My mind immediately had me bending her over from behind, pulling on that wild mass of hair, yanking her head back as I thrust inside her, over and over. “Do you think that’s her?”

Travis checked the photo Quinn messaged through to his phone so we’d recognise who we were collecting. “I think so.”

She appeared oblivious to the people craning their necks to get a second glimpse of her, absorbed in her phone as her finger scrolled down its screen. For a second she glanced up and it was like getting punched in the gut. This girl wasn’t just beautiful—she was shock and awe. Her eyes locked on mine for a split second. They were a wild, stormy blue and immediately I imagined her on her knees, those wide eyes staring up at me as I fucked her mouth.

Who was I kidding? I’d have had her any which way. All I needed was a plan on how to go about it.

I glanced at Travis. “Who is she?”

“Henry’s sister apparently.”

Henry wasn’t just lead guitarist for Jamieson, he was a friend. That instantly turned her from a quick fuck into a complication. Hell hath no fury like a brother protecting the virtue of his little sister. He would hack off my balls with a rusty spoon.

Morgan, Morgan, Morgan, I silently chanted, reminding myself that I had no business in attempting to build a harem, but my eyes were locked on her and wouldn’t budge. “What did Quinn say her name was?”

Travis checked his phone again. “Grace.”

Grace was… suddenly shouting into her phone. Her bag dropped at her feet as hurt and anger collided violently in her eyes. The abrupt disturbance began attracting attention. The general public gave her a wide berth as they moved past. I heard her shriek, “Two weeks,” into the phone, or it could’ve been, “blue cheeks,” for all I knew–we weren’t standing that close. She took in the airport at a glance and in an unpredictable turn of events, she seized her bag and made a rapid exit. Airport security moved in quickly, following her fleeing form.

My mouth fell open as the scene unfolded before us. “What the fuck was that?”

Travis shot me a look of wide-eyed disbelief. “I have no idea.”

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2014 is coming! What is it bringing for my readers?

Well, first off, Merry Christmas!!!
If you are anything like me, you’re probably exhausted after running the gauntlet of Christmas and are now struggling to make it through the day.
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And your demon children are busy running loose, ripping up the house and leaving devastation in their wake.
I’m just sitting here, sucking on a wine bottle, feeling numb as I observe the aftermath. The piles of laundry, dirty dishes, toys, fridge exploding with leftovers (here let me take out another bottle of wine to create more space in there), a phone that won’t stop and.. OMG I’m whining (no one likes a whiner…).
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Somehow I think I’ll be waiting a long time for the housekeeping fairy.

So the year is almost done. I’ve released three books to show for it. Am happy about that. I’m proud of my little books that could. But it leads me into the big question for 2014….

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Merrick is coming! Link to GR:

“Soon you’ll learn not to feel fear. One day, Tait Jeremiah Merrick, you will be the one people fear.”
Merrick, 2014.

Casey is coming! Link to GR:

‘Something ran deep beneath the surface of his beauty. Even I could see that. Something that made me want to chill the bitch factor, hold him tight and tell him if he was mine, I’d never let go, but I couldn’t do that and he looked a bit like he needed someone to do that.’
Give Me Grace, 2014.

What else? *shrugs*
I haven’t decided. The title of the next book in the Give Me series will be announced (who is it going to be – Henry or Mac?) so I’ll also be starting on that. Stay tuned.

So today I get to sit around all day in my pyjamas (really no different to any other day) while hubs takes our ferals swimming. I’ll push some of the rubble aside to clear a space so I can sit down and type, or maybe I’ll just sit outside where I don’t have to see it.
Or maybe I’ll just do this…
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I need sleep.
But I need to write too, so yeah, that’s happening first. Sleep is for the weak!

I somehow feel like this post has lost its way. I’m sorry.

Hope you all had a lovely Christmas and managed to squeeze in reading some really awesome books!


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Fighting Redemption Bonus Chapter

This additional chapter to Ryan and Fin’s story has been written as a HUGE thank you to my readers.

It’s so easy to read a book and simply move on to the next. I do it myself. I’ve received so many messages and emails of support from all of you telling me that not only is Fighting Redemption one of your top reads for 2013, but one that hasn’t been so easy to move on from. Well I can say this now, I’m having the same problem. I miss Ryan and Fin a lot! So not only did I want to write this chapter for you, I loved every minute of it.

For those who have yet to read Fighting Redemption, please DO NOT READ the bonus chapter. It takes place BEFORE the epilogue and contains spoilers.

If you’ve read Fighting Redemption, I implore you to leave a review on Amazon. I don’t have enough words to stress how much we, as authors, appreciate you leaving your reviews for other readers. It would mean so much!

So, before we scroll further down to where the bonus chapter is hiding, I want to say a BIG thank you to my beta readers for reviewing this addition to Ryan and Fin’s story and helping improve it, and a HUGE thank you to my editor, Max, for donating the time free of charge to help me bring this chapter to you.

So without further ado, I present to you, the Bonus Chapter!!!!! (please click on the link below to open in PDF format)
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If you have any trouble accessing the file on your computer, please contact me and I’ll arrange it in another format for you:

If you haven’t yet listened to the Spotify Playlist for Fighting Redemption, you can find it here:



*****COMING UP NEXT*****

I know him only as Merrick.
He watches me.
I feel his eyes. They are hard and cold.
I hear his voice. It is flat and unemotional.
I see his body. It carries the scars of a soldier.
He is in charge of the Underground.
It doesn’t feel safe here.
But returning to the surface means death.
My name is Aeryn.
I am twenty-two and now a leader of the new world.
This is my story…

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Bonus Chapter for Fighting Redemption. It’s happening folks…


Release day has come and gone and I’m a mentally, emotionally and physically exhausted pile of human remains.
First off I want to say thank you to my readers. To the ones who’ve read my Give Me series, you all know this is a departure from my usual and I feared the worst, but I guess that was silly, because you all stuck by me. To my new readers (and old), ugh. You’ve all made me ugly cry (so you got your own back) with your posts, comments, personal emails, and personal messages. I’ve got them coming out the wahzoo and I couldn’t be happier. I’m so touched, thrilled and overwhelmed and promise to respond to all of you as quickly as I can.

Thank you.
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I also thought, ‘what can I do? Giveaways are coming out readers ears right now with Christmas only moments away. What’s something really special that I can show readers how much I appreciate them?’

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Let’s revisit the story and a few more extra special moments. So yeah. It’s happening. Stay tuned. If you want to listen to the playlist (which I played over and over while writing this story until I could’ve puked because I love all the songs that much), you’ll find it on Spotify —->
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ALSO, don’t forget the BLOG TOUR is still running. Make sure you enter the giveaway. Seriously. Win Ryan’s dog tags, signed paperbacks and Amazon gift cards! —->

And if you missed my guest post on Sinfully Sexy Book Reviews, here’s a snippet. You can find the full version via the above link:
“Writing about war wasn’t easy. I researched. A lot. And my heart broke over and over at the stories I read. It made me hurt, and it made me feel, and I tried to pour all those feelings onto the page so I could share them with my readers. I want them to feel what I felt. The Australian SAS are notoriously private men, so hearing their stories are rare, and even though Fighting Redemption is a work of fiction, I’ve tried to inject as much truth into my characters as possible.
They make mistakes, and they laugh and yell, fight and cry, and they live through a war the best way they can. They accept things they don’t want to happen, learn what they don’t want to know, and let go of what they can’t live without. It’s not perfect, but it’s real.”

So I’ll leave you now with this:

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and as soon as I have it ready for you (because this little baby IS going to my beta’s AND my editor) I will let you know, but I’m aiming for 16 December. So keep your eyes peeled!
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Signed Paperbacks

If you wish to purchase a signed paperback, please find details below. If you wish to pre-order a paperback for a signed author event (recommended), please send a direct email with ‘Pre-order Paperback’ in the subject line to The next signing event will be Indie Authors Down Under on the Gold Coast, Australia in March 2014.

Payment is via PayPal or Direct Deposit only.

All prices are in USD:
Signed paperback $15 each + Shipping.

Australia $10 + $5 per additional paperback.
US/Canada/Asia $15 + $10 per additional paperback.
UK/Europe/Other $20 + $15 per additional paperback.

Please use the form below to make your purchase:

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Fighting Redemption is LIVE!!!

Such an exciting day!! I can’t wait to share this story with all of you xo

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Ryan Kendall is broken. He understands pain. He knows the hand of violence and the ache of loss. He knows what it means to fail those who need you. Being broken doesn’t stop him wanting the one thing he can’t have; Finlay Tanner. Her smile is sweet and her future bright. She’s the girl he grew up with, the girl he loves, the girl he protects from the world, and from himself.
At nineteen, Ryan leaves to join the Australian Army. After years of training he becomes an elite SAS soldier and deploys to the Afghanistan war. His patrol undertakes the most dangerous missions a soldier can face. But no matter how far he runs, or how hard he fights, his need for Finlay won’t let go.

Returning home after six years, one look is all it takes to know he can’t live without her. But sometimes love isn’t enough to heal what hurts. Sometimes people like him can’t be fixed, and sometimes people like Finlay deserve more than what’s left.

This is a story about war and the cost of sacrifice. Where bonds are formed, and friendships found. Where those who are strong, fall hard. Where love is let go, heartache is born, and heroes are made. Where one man learns that the hardest fight of all, is the fight to save himself.

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Sneak Peek of Fighting Redemption

Jenny and Gitte over at Totally Booked have an exclusive for you!
A sneak peek at the upcoming FIGHTING REDEMPTION (coming December 2)!

Don’t miss this —–>

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