I peeled the first page back for you!

SQUEEE!! We are getting close to release day, and I can’t get wait to share already! 

So here is Chapter One for you  – let’s meet the Big Bad Wolf 😈



The Big Bad Wolf

Chapter One: The Favor

“Why did you call me here?” I ask, though I know perfectly well why the grizzled old son of a bitch sent for me. I spin the titanium ring around my forefinger with my thumb.

He frowns under his thick beard, across from me at the wooden table. He pushes a pint of ale over before grabbing his own. I don’t pick up the mug, but the man shrugs and takes a swig.

How did I end up here? For most of my life, I’ve lived on my terms with no consideration for anyone else. Not even the women I sometimes let in my bed. I follow the jobs that bring the most money and that has served me perfectly well until now.

“It’s been a long time, Brexley,” he says.

Nineteen years, if one were counting. And for nineteen years, I’ve felt the ghostly shackle, tying me to someone else. Nearly two-thirds of my life, waiting for the shoe to drop.

“Not long enough,” I say gruffly, finally grabbing the mug and taking a healthy swallow of the stuff. I hate to admit the shit is good. So I don’t.

I’ve done everything I could to be free of social ties. There is no place for me among mage, man, or fae. But today is the day my only marker is called.

I owe one being a favor in this entire world and he has summoned me here to the musty backroom of his tavern. Boxes pile high around the room, surrounding us. He named the joint Sam’s, though his name is Jameson. I never asked who he named it after, and I still won’t ask.

The drizzle kicks up a heavy mist that clings to the windows. The cold seeps its way into my bones despite my knit sweater and leather jacket. On a shitty day like this, I’d normally be at home by the fire with a book. But this old son of a bitch has me by the balls.

“You owe me, Brexley,” Jameson starts, as if he expects a fight.

I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. “I’m aware, you old bastard. Just tell me what you want so we can get this over with.”

His calloused fingers drum on the manilla folder next to him before sliding it over. “I need you to take care of her.”

His tone tells me he doesn’t mean take her out for lunch and shopping. He must have been keeping tabs on me to know what kind of business I’m in now. Or maybe he’s just a sadistic son of a bitch, and I could be a florist and he’d still give me the same mission.

I push the mug away, despite wanting more. Drinking won’t make this problem disappear. But once my only debt is paid, I won’t have anything hanging over me. I’ll truly be free.

I flip the folder open to a picture and a single page of details: name, occupation, home addresses. But I didn’t need any of that info. I instantly recognize the older woman in the photo. I’ve seen her many times—on billboards, commercials, packages of food, enamel pins that people stick on their jackets.

A dry snort escapes me. “You’ve got to be joking.”

The old bastard doesn’t crack a smile, doesn’t move a muscle.

Fuck me.

I run a hand through my already unruly silver hair. “Grandma. You want me to go after Grandma from ‘Grandma’s House?’ The face of the most popular household brand, and one of the most powerful witches known to the world?”

Jameson repeats himself in slow, steady words. “You owe me.” Coiled tension is locked up behind his dark eyes and in the set of his broad shoulders. Blood lust shines out from his face. This is business from his past. But I don’t ask questions, and I’m not about to start now.

I study him, observing how he’s changed since I last saw him. Even more gray strands pepper his black hair and beard. His scowl has only deepened with the years, multiplying the lines at the corners of his eyes. He must be nearing his fifties, but under his flannel shirt vest is a body still packed with the sturdy muscles of a heavyweight boxer.

Once upon a time, I considered this man to be like a father to me. He quickly dispelled me of that notion with an unholy vengeance. He taught me the truth. Dependence is death. Don’t buy into the lie. You don’t need others to survive in this world. It is a gilded lie that ends with getting stabbed in the back.

Or, in my case, a set of claws raked across my face.

But finally, I’m given the opportunity to dissolve my last tie to another being, and this is my chance. As one of the most beloved celebrity icons, this also may be my chance to get killed.

My fingers wrap around the cold handle of the mug, suddenly thirsty. “She won’t be easy to get to. And afterward, I’ll be hunted like an animal.”

His chair creaks with a loud groan as he leans back with a smirk. I’ve already accepted his terms. “Good thing you’re used to it.”

So he does know my business.

I shoot him a cutting look over the edge of the mug as I swallow the rest of the amber liquid.

“After all,” he folds his arms across his chest, “you are the Big Bad Wolf.”

My grin is half-grimace. “And that is very bad news for grandmas right now.”


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I’ve got a sexy Tasting Red book bonus for you.

If you have already pre-ordered your copy Tasting Red

if you haven’t, what are you doing with your life?!

…your pre-order bonus includes the Big Bad Wolf in all he’s sexy glory. This will be a 5×7 art print! Made by my amazing artist, Skadior Art.

Check this book art out and tell me your not obsessed. Go on. Just try !

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Ready to Meet the Lost Girls? 

Ready to Meet the Lost Girls? 👀

Get a little look into my reimagining of Little Red Riding Hood – Tasting Red

I can tell you already there is going to be piercings, tats, and spice in this retelling!

I pillaged Pinterest for my favorite character inspo pictures, to show you!

The Big Bad Wolf Wants a Bite 😈😈

It’s here! It’s here! What do you think?

Doesn’t this look sinfully delicious?

And fun fact, this is the first cover I haven’t designed myself.

2nd fun fact, I got so into creating sexual tension in this book, I got to the end and forgot to give anyone release 😬😬😬

Oopsie doodle.

But since then, I’ve gone through it like a spicy godmother, sprinkling hottness everywhere.

I blame Emily Mcintire’s book Hooked for inspiring me to get on the fairy tale retelling train. Though there are SO many good ones out right now!


My what big… teeth you have.

To grandmother’s house I go, though I want nothing to do with magic or my former life. Especially not after being kicked out of the Fairy Fine Arts Academy.

But when I find a dangerous, heavily scarred wolf shifter in my grandma’s bedroom, the fragile human lifestyle I’ve built from scratch is suddenly at stake.

Magic, chaos, and my past is charging at me like a raging ogre on pixie sticks.

My grandma is nowhere to be found, and I’m being hunted.

The big bad wolf is the only one I can trust to protect me until my grandmother resurfaces.

Worst yet, I’m in heat. I’ve told the werewolf “no touchy,” but just my luck, he hasn’t been to obedience school. The longer we’re stuck together, the closer he is to killing me himself, or showing me just how really big and bad he is….

Available March 23, 2023

Vegas Immortals has Returned.

Another preorder already?! I told you guys I was on top of it this year! 

It’s time for Miranda and Xander to have their say… I mean their story!  

Preorder for Breaking the Beast is up now! Let’s GOOOOOOOO!!!!!

COVER COMING SOON (This one is just a place holder for now!) 

Do you have any idea how hard it is to get some alone time to just read a book?

I’ve been too busy dealing with vampires, gods, and supernatural B.S. running amok on the Vegas Strip. But I’m no stranger to duty or kicking ass.

That’s the reason I’m the keeper of an ancient fae weapon known as the Blade of Bane.

I’ve been summoned by the god of the dead to wield it against the beast he keeps in his basement.

But nothing has prepared me for the danger I’m about to meet. While I’ve been in constant physical danger, I can’t remember the last time my heart was at risk.

I’m FINALLY spilling on the books for 2023! 🤩

So I’ve been somewhat quiet on all fronts – except Holly’s Hellions (if you aren’t in my FB fangroup, whaddya doing? Get the hell in here!)

I’ve been wintering and recovering from 2022, but it’s time I reassure you that YES! THERE ARE BOOKS COMING IN 2023!

…I meant for that meant sound excited, but now I realize it sounds like I’m yelling to convince you of something that isn’t true lol

But it is true! I’ve been in deep creative mode and it’s time I share what’s coming in 2023.

First off, I have never been so freaking thrilled as I have this year to have so many readers pop into my DM’s or reader group and say things like.

“Hey! I finished the 3 Vegas Immortals books, where is the 4th book available?”


“Holly, when is Xander and Miranda’s book coming out?”

“Where is Timothy and Aaron’s love story?”

“Don’t forget, Marcella needs her own happy ending!”

“What the hell is going on with Bianca and Fallon?

You greedy bastards. 


I’ve been playing coy, like whaaa? I don’t know what y’all are talking about…

But I’m a filthy liar.

I know exactly why you keep asking, because I planted all that in your precious little brain, totally planning to come back around and deliver on all of it.

And I’m done teasing you.

So guess what? More Vegas Immortals books are coming atchu in 2023! 

2022 was a kickass year

2022 has been one hell of a year for me .

Not only did I move back home to Colorado from New Hampshire (woof but YAAAAAY)

I still managed to write and publish three awesome, spicy books

One Savage Knight
Seduced by Death
One Bad Knight

I played on Tiktok a ton

Had my first book signing in Connecticut

Lost a beloved fur baby (RIP Lil’ P’cakes, most bodacious of rabbits)

but Vegas Immortals became a best selling series!!

Can I tell you that I am SO grateful you let me in your email, and oh my stars, you are even READING THIS! Gah this is the best.

YOU are the best.

And I’d love to know one great thing that happened to or for you in 2022, or maybe a book you read this year that you really loved

Want to be IN one of my stories?!

Have you been missing Grim? The god of the dead has been missing YOU. Enjoy this personalized little love note story where YOU are the heroine and object of the Grim Reaper’s attention.

Want to party with Grim?

Everyone needs a little self insert story right? What are you waiting for Daddy Death is waiting!

You’ve been in a funk lately. So your friends convince you to not only go to Vegas for the weekend, but also to try and get into the Wolf Town club on a Friday night.

You’re not even sure you can get in the club, it’s super exclusive and you’ve only heard about the Las Vegas hotel owner enforcing that law.

Even a picture of Grim Scarapelli make your insides quake and a heat flush through your body. With his sexy dark hair, and tailored suits, he has a refined edge to what you imagine a much darker, primal, dangerous side. In the bathroom, you slide that perfect shade of lipstick across your lips that makes you feel like the incredible woman you are – even if your outfit feels like it’s painted on as a second skin.

You hate to admit to yourself that you really need this. A boost. Something to break up the hum drum that has settled into your skin like a gray malaise.

You used to be vibrant dammit! And tonight, you absolutely will be, again.

The line is ridiculously long of people wearing glitz, seven inch stilettos’, and desperation. You almost join the back of the line but one of your most extroverted friends has an in with Wolf Town bouncer and you follow your group.

You are plunged into the pulsating beat of the club, violet neon lights crawl over your body and the crowd thrumming to the beat. While you’re friends sidle up to the bar, you stay back a few steps. Normally, a club like this would overwhelm you, grate against your ears, nerves, and brain. But everything feels like velvet brushing against you. A deep grounding sensation starts in your belly and pulls you into the floor, making you stand taller.

A prickling on your skin has you look up. Balconies float overhead, where partiers likely get their bottle service. And you meet the familiar golden brown eyes you’ve only seen on a screen.

Even at this distance you feel on the edge of oblivion, as he stares you down. Sleeves rolled up, you see the tendons flex in his forearms as he grasps the railing, still staring at you with a dark hunger.

You blink and he’s gone. You realize you haven’t been breathing and bouts of cold and heat wash through your body in tumultuous waves. Maybe you imagined it. Maybe it’s not Grim…You turn to check on your friends and smash straight into the broad, muscled chest. A blend of dark amber and something spicy wraps around you. The man, no, Grim Scarapelli is so much more than a man, backs you up against a wall, before blocking you in with two powerful arms.

You want him to touch you so bad, your shaking. Then dips down so his hot breath strokes your ear as he says,

“Never gonna give you up. Never gonna let you down. Never gonna turn around and desert you.”

Enjoy the turkey and a FREE book!

Happy Thanksgiving! 

If you love the chaotic energy of Krystan and Travis from the Five Orders/Demon Knights series, you are DEFO going to want to read this short story that takes place before they ever hooked up or had an oopsie baby…. Because is thanksgiving without absolute chaos in the kitchen, gremlins, and explosive tension!

What do you think?

Do I need to make a special edition with this peachy cover available?

While you’re all enjoying the post Thanksgiving naps and relaxation, grab the Ghouling Thanks short story! It’s free for a limited time Wednesday (11/23 – 11/24)