Daily Archives: July 20, 2015
She’s a die hard 80’s rock’n roll fan, and loves a good concert! JC wears many hats. They include wife of 24 years, 4 children, small business owner, writer, reader, and what ever else is required of her. She loves taboo stories with twists and turns, and full of suspense.
When she’s not writing mind-blowing twists and turns which include erotica, she likes to spend her time with her family and friends. Her pastimes include: offshore fishing, learning anything new, sewing, spending time at the beach, or the mountains.
Chelsea Tanner’s career as a defence lawyer is rapidly climbing. Her strong ethics and sharp wit in the courtroom has paved her way into becoming an associate of Sydney’s top law firm. She hasn’t lost a single case in her short but successful career. Law is her life, living and breathing it leaves little time for anything more. When a member from the infamous Legano Family is up on a murder charge, Chelsea finds more.Pacer Fratelli is dark, hard and completely consumed by his new defence lawyer. Chelsea and Pacer’s worlds couldn’t be further apart but he wants more … and what Pacer wants, Pacer gets.
Those damn leather gloves, I blame them.I run my fingers through my hair to blow out at the wet strands that have stuck around my lips, and I grab my glass and gulp the remainder of my week old wine, before flopping back against the couch to collect my thoughts.
Seriously though, what the hell was that?
Pacer Fratelli is my client! A dangerous client. A client who I know is a murderer.
I can’t feel like this, but I do.
His smile flashes before my eyes again. Oh my god, would you just leave me the hell alone? I punch my fists down onto the chair, either side of me.
I strip down as I head to the shower, peeling off each layer like I’m shedding skin and discarding the clothes on the floor with an angry slap. My body is still abuzz with my post-assault, but at the same time, I am pissed off. These thoughts have no place in my mind. They can fuck right off.
A after a good talking to myself in the stream of the cold shower, I throw on my old university sweats, ready to see my night out in front of the coffee table … and all things Pacer Fratelli.
Dangerously hot, Pacer Fratelli.
TJ is a former cop, turned writer who uses her first-hand experience of working the city streets of inner city Sydney, to now write sexy stories of mystery and intrigue. Her head has been buried in crime since studying criminology at university over a decade ago, and she just can’t seem to shake her fascination with the macabre. TJ now lives a quiet life in the tropics with her handsome husband and kids where she writes a weekly column for her local newspaper, and spends her days re-living the action packed life she may have once had through her strong fictional characters.
horse-whipped then left to die on the track leading to their ranch. She is
taken to their ranch to recover; the outlaws responsible for her beating keep
watch in the hopes they can recapture the girl and obtain the information they
are sure she has. The search for the outlaws becomes a matter of urgency when
murder, shootings, robbery and beatings affect the Glenmore Family. Rangers are
brought in and the assistance of local Indians is sought. A story about the
most tender love; as well as murder, greed and intrigue.
business they kept their eyes on Laura up ahead. She had just crossed the tree
line and had disappeared from their sight. Joseph had just opened his mouth to
call her to stay in sight when they heard her blood curdling scream.
men wasted no time spurring their horses into a gallop and headed in the
direction the scream had come from.
dismounted and was on the ground next to a small bundle which rested half on
and half off the track. Tears flooded her cheeks and she was shaking
uncontrollably. When she spotted her father she jumped from the ground and
raced towards him. Joseph was off his horse in a flash and folded her into his
arms. While she buried her face in her father’s chest George and James
dismounted and moved to check the small bundle which they could now see was the
body of a young girl.
better come fast!” called George.
peeled Laura away from him and reached inside his pocket for a cloth to wipe
her tear stained face. Holding her hand he guided her to a nearby rock and
gently encouraged her to sit. He grabbed his canteen of water from his saddle
bag and handed it to her “Drink Laura. Don’t move darlin’ we’ll be right over
here” She gulped thirstily from the canteen while she continued to sob.
approached his sons and couldn’t stifle the gasp which escaped him as he looked
at the ‘bundle’ for the first time. He could now see it was a young girl, about
the same age as Laura. Her clothing had been torn to the waist and across the
once creamy skin of her back were at least two dozen bloody welts.
removed his hat and immediately began firing off instructions to his shocked
sons. “James, fetch blankets, water and as many clean cloths as you can find!
George, hobble the horses so they don’t wander. Keep an eye out for Ben with
the board so he doesn’t run over us”
answered in unison “Yes, Pa!” and raced off to complete their tasks.
boys followed his orders Joseph assessed the young girl’s wounds further. I
will get the bastards who did this! he vowed to himself.
that moment, Ben, the youngest son, drove up with the buckboard and their
supplies. Seeing his family moving around ahead, his father attending to
something on the ground, he brought the horses to a stop.
space in the buckboard and lay some blankets so when we are ready we can take
her home to Ma!” called out James.
jumped down and began re-arranging the rear of the buckboard. “What’s happened
yet, we just came up on her. Pa and George are with her now”
Laura?” asked Ben concerned for his sister.
over yonder on a rock. She’s very upset, was her that found the girl! After the
board is ready go sit with her, I need to get these supplies to Pa”
hurried back to where Joseph and George were waiting with the girl. “Ben’s
arrived Pa, he’s clearin’ a space in the buckboard and is going to calm Laura”
son. She is bad. Looks like she has a broken leg from the angle it’s at, a
broken arm and all them welts, cuts and bruises!” We need to patch her up as
best we can and get her to Ma”
lost a lot of blood Pa” commented George “Will she make it?”
know son but we will do our best for her”
would do this?” asked an angry James to no-one in particular.
no idea” answered Joseph “but I intend to find out and get this little girl
ready” shouted Ben
four pieces of wood to splint an arm and a leg” called George “be as quick as
way” called Ben running into the trees.
removed the lid from a canteen he’d been handed and poured water onto a cloth.
As gently as he could he began to clean the wounds and only then could they see
the extent of the damage from the vicious attack.
back wounds cleaned up a little the three men gently lifted her onto a blanket
which was spread on the ground, turning her over as they did so.
inhaled deeply when they saw the girl’s face. Both of her eyes were swollen
shut. She had a large cut over one eye which would require stitches. Blood had
seeped into her raven black hair and congealed which left her hair in a sticky,
tangled mess. Her lip was split and her cheek badly bruised. Dirt and dust had
combined with blood from her wounds to form a muddy mess over much of her body.
quickly covered her with a spare blanket to protect her dignity but couldn’t
help noticing her perfectly formed breasts and slim waist which brought a
stirring to his loins.
it George! What’s wrong with you? You are looking at a woman’s breasts and
getting randy when you should be more concerned with her injuries! And you’re
s’posed to be courtin’ Marybeth!
took clean cloths, doused them in water and proceeded to clean her face.
you want these Pa?” asked Ben holding up four good sized sticks.
in the Western Suburbs of Sydney in the 50’s and 60’s and have always been a
fan of Cowboys, Indians and Outlaws.
years as a nurse I would write down ideas and when I retired five years ago I
finally published my first book – The Glenmore’s: Revenge. This developed into
a four part series.
then I have published a further eleven Western Romance books and one
contemporary. My westerns are set in Texas, USA during the 19th century and my
contemporary in Sydney, Australia.