Are you ready to fall hard and fast?
Two unlikely strangers. One life-changing road trip. Secrets in the rearview, tension in the front seat. If you crave slow burns, steamy glances, and that delicious shift from “I’m not interested” to “I can’t breathe without you,” this is the romance you’ve been waiting for.
Buy now and buckle up—because falling in love has never been so captivating…or so hot.
Smoke Show is for women who crave a story as raw, dark, and irresistable as their own untold desires.
Wreckless without the wreckage.
Be the good mom by day, get reckless by night. Smoke Show gives you the heat without the consequences.
Intimacy without the small talk.
Skip the small talk. Dive straight into the intimacy you secretly crave. Smoke Show isn’t polite company and that’s the point.
Indulge yourself, period.
Your coffee can be warm… but your book should be dangerous. Smoke Show is the guilty pleasure you don’t have to confess.
Some stories explode with action, but this one smolders.
Smoke Show isn’t your typical thrill ride. It’s deeper. Darker. More intimate.
It’s the kind of story that slips beneath your skin—the kind you feel in your chest long after the last page. This is a journey of raw self-discovery, of confronting the shadows we hide from everyone else, even ourselves. It’s about the quiet courage it takes to choose healing when hurt feels safer. About holding on to hope when you’ve got no reason left to believe. About breaking, rebuilding, and becoming someone new—someone whole.
If you’re drawn to stories that burn slow and cut deep, where resilience is messy and love is hard-won, Smoke Show will stay with you long after the smoke clears.
Naughty by nature 🙂
I fell in love with romance at thirteen. A tattered bodice ripper from a garage sale was fifty cents well spent. I don’t remember the title—but I remember the heroine’s fire, the hero’s transformation, and that first graphic scene that lit something in me I didn’t yet have words for. It wasn’t just the heat that hooked me. It was the closeness. The intimacy. The moment the man really saw the woman and changed for her.
My mom confiscated that book a week later. But it was too late. I was already in deep. Years later, when I started writing, someone told me: Write what you want to read. So I did. And when people ask, Why romance? I smile. Because I’m not just a daughter, wife, or mother.
I’m a woman with hunger, softness, rage, and desire. One who craves quiet, but burns for meaning. One who knows pleasure isn’t something to apologize for.
I write romance for the girl who fell in love with Happy Ever Afters…
And for the woman who’s still becoming.
This isn’t just writing.
It’s reclamation.
It’s rebellion.
It’s mine.
Fall head first into a story that will leave you breathless.
Preorder now to claim your next obsession or take a peek under the sheets and read the first chapter free.