Valkyrie Series

The Valkyrie and the Marine

As a Valkyrie, Kiara of Asgard must look beyond the man to select only the best warriors to fight for Odin. But all her training deserts her when she sees Special Ops Marine Harrison Lombard. Unable to resist him, she saves his life on the battlefield instead of taking him to Valhalla. For her disloyalty, she’s given five days as a human while Odin decides her fate.

During a mission in North Korea, Harrison’s Force Reconnaissance team is ambushed. Critically wounded, he’s straddled by a magnificent blonde wearing a helmet of feathers who eliminates his pain. Before he can find out who she is, she’s gone. When she turns up in the States months later, he can hardly believe his luck—or the fire burning between them.

But Odin still has a claim on Harrison’s soul. Will his angel of mercy save him again? Or has she come to collect?

Kiara looked deep into her chosen one’s soul. She had to shake off her atypical sympathy. But the twinges in her heart and the heat between her thighs couldn’t be ignored.

Harrison’s lips were dry. His gaze held acknowledgement of equal attraction, no doubt. A smile from him would be her undoing. Three steps, Kiara. Offer him immortality, toss him on Bright, and take to the skies.

Lance in both hands she pushed the rod against his wide shoulder span. “Just to verify, what is your name?”

His muscles tensed under her, pressing into her knuckles. Despite his closeness to death Kiara felt a rise bumping, titillating, and making her yearn for a tryst. No human had ever had such an impact on her. Why now?

Ignoring the rush of emotions plaguing her body and mind, she strengthened her reserve and focused on the task. Her future with the squad depended on it. She wanted to become a captain. No tingling in her woman parts would change her course.

“Harrison Valentine Lombard.” His hips lifted, a hard long slice fit nicely between her thighs. “I can’t imagine my last thoughts to be of a siren teasing me, without allowing me to have release. Either kill me or liberate me so I can—”

“Kiara, it’s time. Grab your Einherjar and let’s ride,” Skogul bellowed.

A last burst of energy flowed from the soldier beneath Kiara. His hand stroked her breast, sliding between her skin and the gold corset. Twitches, low in her stomach, created jittering in muscles higher in her womb. More than pleasing Odin, she wanted to fornicate with this brave yet stupid man, her Valentine. “Kiara.” His alluring whisper sailed on the wind.

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“I found it very easy to relate to both characters; it might be fantasy, but the author expresses true emotions.”

Rating: 4 stars
Reviewed by Aloe



Pippa’s Rescue

Skogul, Valkyrie leader of the first squad in Valhalla, is supposed to offer immortality to former Marine Basil Vanguard. Too bad watching science fiction on the big screen is more fun. But if her assignment slips through the cracks, will Odin himself take a hand?

Basil wants justice. Determined to find the man who turned on his own unit and caused the deaths of many brave men, Basil tracks him to a Horse Rescue Ranch. But the ranch owner is the traitor’s sister, and she’s not talking. Caught off guard by her beauty–not to mention the bizarre arrival of a leather-clad Valkyrie–Basil has a hard time keeping his mind on his mission.

Animal rights activist Pippa Wilson must find her brother before the bank forecloses on their rescue ranch.

When a gorgeous Marine arrives looking for him too, she tries to resist the attraction–but will her heart listen?


“Have you ridden a horse before?” She doubted he had, but curiosity apparently ruled today.

His eyebrows twitched. “Once.”

“How long ago?” She hoped she wouldn’t have to drag the whole fear-of-horses story from him.

“When I was six.” His glance shot to the side.

Her shoulders slumped. She’d heard it all too often, and his story probably wouldn’t differ from the others. “At a birthday party where a dozen kids were around?”

“On a Merry-Go-Round,” he mumbled.

Laughter bubbled, shaking her chest. She stifled the jollies. In order to get him to trust horses, enough to mount one, she’d need to remain calm. “Okay, so you’ve never ridden a real horse?”
He shook his head. “Don’t need too. I rode a camel. Can’t say I cared for it.”

“Different beasts. How about a short ride?” She grabbed his arm and guided him to the entrance. Deep South and the man who made her rarely used parts tingle followed. “See that pond about two miles away?”

He stared into the distance. “Kind of.”
“If you ride that sweet docile filly tied to the fence over there, I’ll give you a favor.”

His expression brightened. “My pick on the favor?”

She couldn’t imagine what he’d want, except— “You won’t have to clean stable two for the rest of the week.”

Basil turned into her, swiped at a loose strand of her hair, taking the tickling away. “Although tempting, no. I want a kiss. Not like a child kisses her mum. A deep, long lasting one. A lip-lock with tongue that will guarantee satisfaction.”

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Pippa’s Rescue



Valkyries Kiara and Skogul battle the odds once again.


Power, Family, and Loyalty: The coveted three can join a shifter and Valkyrie in love or tear them apart forever.

Tied to a tree in the midst of thieves, the Valkyrie Skogul wakes without memory of who she is or of the man she once loved. Using curiously deadly skills, she escapes. Injured and exhausted, a wolf befriends her and leads her to a house where the hunky owner’s eyes look strangely familiar.

Aidan Hall, former guardian of Hell’s Gate, doesn’t trust anyone. So when a beautiful amnesia victim he’s never met appears at his door, why does he feel a connection? Who and what he is will keep them apart. But when dark magik shows up in his woods, his guard intensifies. Is it Skogul or someone else?

When Demons flood through Hell’s Gate, can he stop them, or will the memory of love be the death of him?

“Am I a criminal?”
Maybe a spy. He shook his head. “You’re not a criminal.”
“No missing persons reports of a woman fitting my description?”
“Not at this time, but you can’t be declared missing before twenty-four hours have passed and…”
She slid her hand from his, scooted farther against the headboard and clutched the sheet and blanket. “And?”
Way to go, Aidan. “They’re expanding the search to Europe because of your accent.”
Her eyes widened, the turquoise sparkling with renewed hope. “I’ve an accent?”
Yes, she did. A sexy, deep-throated tone. He swallowed. “European.”
“What kind of European accent?”
He lifted his shoulders and exhaled. “Bill will explore and continue with local inquires.”
Her fingers relaxed. He flipped a piece of her hair from her forehead and smoothed it into place.
“Tomorrow, if your memory hasn’t returned and no one, ah… You can stay at my house until we discover your identity. Okay with you?”
A shimmer of tears glazed her eyes. She wiped a single drop that spilled over. “Thank you. I don’t need to stay here tonight. I’m fine. Except for a couple of bruises, I’m right as rain.”

From the earlier events, she didn’t appear to be the emotional type or ever at a loss for words, so the tears twisted his gut. “Sorry. Can’t. Because of the head injury, you need to be observed. Now, Jane Doe doesn’t fit you very well. Let’s think of a temporary suitable name.”

Memory of Love



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