The bell above jingled merrily as Dargo pushed the wooden door of Penderly General Store open. He stepped inside, holding the door for his crewmen as they brought in goods that had arrived on the Lady Grey that morning. While he’d resolved himself to remain land bound until Jonathan was reunited with his daughters, he’d instructed James Garret to continue business with his third ship as usual. Continue reading →

I’ve finally designed a cover for my historical romance, Heart of the Storm.  I’m writing this book chapter by chapter here on my website.  I’m very happy with this cover and hope you all like it as well.  :)

The docks in Westwell seemed barren to Anne as she made her way toward the water. The bay, so often looking like a graveyard of merchant ships, was home tonight to only three, two of which, the Spanish Rosa and the Urchin Lady, belonged to Michael Dargo. A few British soldiers strolled across the long planks that made up the dock, but they did not demand to see the contents of the crates being unloaded from the ships, no doubt bribed to silence their routine inquiries. Continue reading →

To the Pain!  

East vs. West.  Friend, Kaye Spencer, has challenged me to a dual of the chapters.  She’s putting her 1800′s western kissing book, The Comanchero’s Bride,  against my 1700′s American Revolution kissing book, Heart of the Storm.  She fell victim to one of the most classic blunders, the first one is never  get involved in a land war in Asia but slightly less well known is this:  Never go in against a Mississippian when… Continue reading →