Sunday, 19 October 2014

Taking Pleasure Seriously is now OUT!

With great excitement my co-author Phoenix Kelly and I are proud to announce that our debut anthology together, Taking Pleasure Seriously, is now available for purchase.

We had somewhat of a heart-stopping moment when we could not release on the original date of 15 October, but we finally got the go-ahead today and it's now gone live.  So, grab your copy at Smashwords now.  It goes live on directly on Amazon in another day or two.  In the meantime, we hope you enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed writing it for you.

Much love,

Sugar & Spice © written by Phoenix Kelly - Elbows deep in cinnamon, frosting and sprinkles, Cara Hamilton basks in the devotion of running her very own patisserie - Sugar & Space, nestled just beneath Table Mountain in Cape Town. Cara a sassy, striking, successful, independent business woman, lives life to the full and bakes with the same gusto. There is no tart too daunting for her … until she meets the delicious Eric Stevenson. Eric walks into Sugar & Spice one morning for coffee and everything changes. Over a playful few months, Eric and Cara enjoy the flirting, until one day Eric takes control and turns up the heat … only then for fate to step in to keep them apart. Cara confused and assuming the worst, Eric returns determined to have Cara, to hold her again, to feel her every move … to love her.

Decadence © written by Angele' Wells - What do you do when your dreams go up in flames? The Mother City of Cape Town is the backdrop for this tale of fire and revenge, of love and lust where the life of one artisanale baker gets hotter outside of her kitchen than in it. Since she was a little girl Kitty Spence knew what she wanted. And bringing pleasure to people with her baking was it. Her dream was realised the day she opened the doors of her speciality cupcake shop, Decadence. That is, until Grayson James walked into her life. Gorgeous fire investigator, Gray James, does a job he loves. Getting justice for those whose lives are destroyed by fire is what brings him satisfaction. In pursuit of an arsonist, he walks into Decadence and realises that his life will never be the same. In the midst of a spate of fires that he’s trying to solve and the loss of her dream, Gray and Kitty find each other and a love that will survive all.

Saturday, 11 October 2014

Taking Pleasure Seriously - cover reveal & release date

Finally ... we never thought we'd get to this point!!!  LOL!  We're very excited to share with you.  So, without further ado, here it is.

Cover reveal ...

and drum roll please  :)

Release date ...

We hope you enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed writing it for you.

Much love,

Thursday, 2 October 2014

Taking Pleasure Seriously ... half way to Cover Reveal

Today marks the halfway point of the teasers and leaves 5 days until the cover reveal.  We're excited to be sharing this first anthology in The Wings Collection and hope you will enjoy reading our novellas as much as we enjoyed writing them for you.

Have a fabulous day y'all.

Much love,

Monday, 29 September 2014

It's on it's way ... can you feel it?

There's great excitement in the Wings camp at the moment.  Myself and fellow author, Phoenix Kelly (Phoenix Kelly Writes) have teamed up to create the Wings Collection of Anthologies, and the very first one is due for release in the very near future (watch this space for the release date ;) ) titled Taking Pleasure Seriously.

The two novella's, Sugar & Spice © and Decadence © are based in our home city of Cape Town and feature strong, independent women and the hunky men they fall for.  We hope you'll enjoy reading them as much as we enjoyed writing them for your reading pleasure.

We're looking forward sharing Cara and Kitty's stories with you soon.

Much love,

Saturday, 6 September 2014

Just take a deep breath ... and ... jump ...

Have you ever woken up one morning and decided ... TODAY is the day!  If you have, then you'll know how I felt this morning.

I have decided I am unmasking myself today so I ask that you please be kind.  Today is my big reveal day, so to speak,  in this new world I have ventured into. 

No more pussy-footing around.  Just take a deep breath ... and ... jump! ...

Yay, I did it ... *happy dance*  This is me. :)

Have a super weekend y'all.

Much love,

Monday, 18 August 2014

Taking a leap of faith

Deciding to grab my courage in both hands and putting pen to paper, so to speak, was huge for me.  There weren't many people I felt comfortable telling about my forage into this unknown territory.  As I went about creating my online presence I hid behind an avatar, picking one I felt conveyed both my "good girl" and my "bad girl".  But as time has gone by, I've decided that  I am who I am, and people will either like me or not.  Either way, that's ultimately their decision.  Whenever I get shaky or uncertain about whether I'm pushing other people's boundaries too far, my husband will fold me in one of his fabulous hugs and tell me to be proud of who I am and what I am doing, he is.  If others are uncomfortable about the territory that I wonder into during my writing, that's their problem.

Sometimes I think I don't tell my husband often enough that he is an amazing human being.  His unflagging, unwavering support and encouragement has kept me going on this, sometimes  crazy, sometimes frustrating, sometimes downright difficult, but always worthwhile journey I've been on for this past year.  So, taking my courage in both hands yet again, and channeling my husbands positive energy I decided to take a huge leap of faith.  In a visit with my bestie, I told her I was planning on doing a photo shoot and I was "coming out".  Bless her, she calmly looked at me and said "count me in".  At this point I should probably tell you that, for many of the same reasons as mine, she was equally uncomfortable telling people about her writing.  But was willing to do this with me anyway.  And now you know why she's my bestie!

So, that's what we did.  We pulled on our big girl panties, got all "prettified" as my son would say and did the photo shoot.  Oh my word ... we had an absolute ball.  What fun!  And, even if I should say so myself, the photos are really good.  The photographer took all our concerns into account (all the "please hide all the unsightlies", "make us look fab" and the like) and served us up some really stunning shots.  Thank you Elton Willenburgh for making us look a million bucks!

While I have come a long way since I embarked on this journey almost a year ago, I am not 100% ready to reveal all to the world so I think I'll start with this one.

Hi, my name is Angelé Wells and I write romance for the strictly over 18's.  And now you know my secret. It's nice to meet you.  ;)

Much love,

Saturday, 9 August 2014

The Road to Writing

I have loved to read for as long as I can remember.  One of my fondest memories of my childhood is sitting with my dad as he read me stories to keep me entertained while my mom made dinner or did some other household chore.  And then there was the bedtime story ... another firm favourite.

When I was old enough, I started reading by myself.  I would spend hours reading.  I absolutely adored The Famous Five, Nancy Drew, The Hardy Boys, The Secret Seven, and many others.  My cousin and I would spend school holidays reading up a storm.  We'd go down to the local library and max out our library cards (6 books each if I remember correctly).  Then we'd go home and read; and when we finished our own, we'd swop and read the other one's 6.  Good memories :)

It was only when I hit my teens and discovered "Mills & Swoon" that the bug bit.  I was in awe of the authors who had created these stories using nothing more than imagination ... well that's what I thought at the time.  It would be many more years before I realised how much more there was to writing a book.  So, one miserable winter's day during the school holidays my cousin and I sat down to pen our first best seller.  Sadly, we never did finish.  School, boys and life, in general, got in the way and our masterpiece was shelved.  Packing to move recently I found our 3/4 finished manuscript and had a read through.  To say I cried with laughter will give you a fairly accurate idea of just how really bad it was but, hey, we thought it was fabulous at the time.

Like I said, life got in the way of writing that fabulous book that was going to launch us to stardom.  Not long after finishing school I met the man of my dreams and got married young.  Barely married, we discovered we were expecting.  Nothing like a baby to railroad any plans for one's immediate future - don't get me wrong, I adore my son.  He is the light of my life.  But let's be honest, having a little one in the house is time and energy consuming.

Fast-forward 25 years.

My bestie had been harbouring a secret desire to write and it came out in conversation one day that she'd confessed this dream to her husband.  Being the wonderfully supportive man that he is, he encouraged her to go for it.  To start out slowly with a blog and build up from there.  By the time she got up the nerve to tell me what she'd done, she had started said blog and was nearly finished the first draft of her novel.  So, during this conversation I, of course, confessed that I'd co-authored a manuscript at 16 but that was as far as it had gotten.  "Girlfriend, go for it if that's your dream!", she exclaimed.  Now, I must just point out that my friend is that friend - the one that will tell you how it is - not how you want to hear it.  And I have to tell you, it's one of the many things that I love about her; but I digress.

I went home and mulled it over for a while - I'm like that.  I have to process and research before jumping.  And I decided she was right!  If I didn't do it for myself, no one else was going to do it for me.  Besides, I had nothing to lose.  So I sat myself down in front of the pc and surfed the net for days.  Did I mention that I have to process and research before I do anything ... lol!  After a couple of weeks of research, I felt I was ready to take the first step.  I started my first blog to try out my writing wings.  All the while a story perking in the back of mine.  Eventually, a year ago, I finally scraped my courage together and wrote my first short story, publishing it to Smashwords when it was done.  Just to see if I could actually write something someone else would want to read.

I jumped up and down like a loon that first day after hitting the publish button, seeing the download numbers.  Oh my hat ... people were reading my story!!!  In that moment the bug bit even deeper.  I have, since, published a subsequent two short stories and started this blog.  I'm currently working on an anthology with said bestie, as well as a stand alone book of my own.  It's very exciting, but I must confess, very nerve-wracking.  There are days when I sit in front of the pc and ... nothing.  It is those days that I wonder if I've lost my ever-loving mind.  Especially when I realise just how much I still have to learn about this new craft.  Ultimately, when I see what I've written and I get feedback from readers telling they enjoyed what they read, I know that I'm on the right track. 

It has not been an easy journey down this writing road for me, but it has definitely been worth it.  There aren't sufficient words to describe that feeling you get (and yes, I do see the irony in that phrase ... lol!) when someone not only downloads what you've written but take the time to tell you how much they loved what you wrote.  It is a warm and fuzzy feeling unlike any other, knowing that you've brought something positive to someone's life.  To date, I've been truly blessed to have only had positive feedback from my readers.  I do realise, though, that won't always be the case but I'll deal with that when the time comes.  In the meantime, I will continue to be grateful for the wonderful readers I have collected along the way.

I still have so much to learn - I am but a mere fledgling in the writing world.  I am, however, blessed with someone to share this journey with, an amazing husband who encourages me every step of the way, and the most fabulous group of fellow authors that I can turn to when I need help or advice.  I am a proud member of Romance Writers' Organisation of South Africa and am truly grateful for the time these super busy ladies take out of their day to answer the questions of a newbie, offer advice or point me in the right direction.

Ladies, I thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for everything as I journey down this road to writing.  I look forward to many happy years of writing ahead of me.

Some helpful resources that have been invaluable to me:
These are just a few of the sites I visited to get me going but in the end, it's all up to you.  These just give you an idea of what others have found works for them.  Ultimately, you need to find your own style.  Best of luck!

Much love,

Tuesday, 24 June 2014


Publication date : 4 May 2014

Book blurb:

Start the Assumption Series with book 1 – Broken

A girl’s senior year in high school should be a special time. Ayma’s expectations are not very high. She is the daughter of a control-freak mother and a father who has been absent for the past three years. She is ridiculed by the popular kids in school because of her unfortunate name and the way she dresses. Although she’s nearly eighteen, her mother controls every aspect of her life, including what she wears, who her friends are and even what foods she is allowed to eat. The only bright spot in her life is her friend Tabby. Until she meets Colton.

Colton is unexpected. He’s gorgeous, popular – the guy all the girls want and the one all of the other guys want to be like. When he begins to pay attention to Ayma, she doesn’t know what to think. Things like this just don’t happen to girls like her. One obstacle after another is thrown into their path, but they can’t deny what they feel for one another. Their new-found love will be threatened by secrets from their past, challenges in their present and a future they can only dream about. Ayma struggles to find an identity apart from her mother’s controlling nature while Colton faces the results of an arrest that took place the summer before his tenth grade year.

Can they find love and happiness? Or will they be destroyed by events beyond their control?

My synopsis:

Ayma Kuntz is a spunky 17 year old going into her final year in high school.  Despite having the mother from hell, a father who’s fallen off the radar and being ridiculed by all but her handful of friends at school, she’s still managed to turn out to be a pleasant young girl.  Like any teenager, Ayma goes through the usual teenage events but nothing that she’s been through before has prepared her for dealing with Colton Greyson.  He’s part of the popular crowd so how could he ever possibly be interested in her?

Colton Greyson was one of the in crowd until his fall from grace takes him away from Bay Shore Academy.  When he returns in the final year of high school he meets Ayma Kuntz, and, from the very beginning, there’s something about her that makes him sit up and pay attention.  Her quirkiness draws him to her.  But with all that he’s been through, and her dysfunctional life, can he and Ayma find a way to work through everything to be able to be together?

What I thought:

A really well written story that offers a little bit of everything … humour, tension, teenage angst and all that being a young adult falling in love and dealing with life entails.  I didn’t know what to expect from this “Young Adult” book when I started reading but, I have to say, I thoroughly enjoyed Broken.  It was an easy read, from the point of view that you kept turning the page to see what else life planned on handing this poor young girl and how she would show her mettle in the way she dealt with it.  You can’t help but cheer for Ayma and, of course, Colton. I am looking forward to reading the next book in this series.

Rating : &&&&

Monday, 23 June 2014

Guest Blog : I Knew Exactly Who It Was! by Phoenix Kelly

I spent the most fabulous weekend sharing creative space with a fellow author, who also happens to be my best friend, and we had the best time writing and creating.  The upshot of our weekend is that we got lots of writing done ... this guest blog being one of them.  Phoenix has written a terrific short story for your reading pleasure ... so enjoy.

Much love,


When the phone rang at two in the morning, I knew exactly who it was … it was him and all he said was “I’m coming home. I need you” and then he was gone … the phone clicked off. 

Instantly my body came alive and I craved his touch, his mouth … he was coming home.

Heath had been away for a month, well 28 days and 17 hours to be exact … but who was counting.

He came home from work one bright autumn afternoon, to the apartment we shared - I had paint on my cheek - he told me he had resigned and needed to get away.

My initial reaction was WTF? But I took a long, slow, deep, breath and instantly realized, this hadnothing to do with me and even less to do with us.

He left the next day with cash, his phone, his passport and a back-pack.

The night before, he had made love to me all night, filled with passion and tenderness that silently begged for permission to leave and demanded I remember his touch.  He held me at the door for a long moment, I could hear his heart pounding but I knew he had to leave … and I had to let him, to quench this thirst that was drowning him.

I held him close and he clung to me, torn between staying and searching. He held me tight and finally spoke “this has nothing to do with you, you know that - right?” it came out almost as a plea.

“Yes” I said simply … quietly

“I will come home – I love you, I need you” he said. I believed him. “I just need to find some space”
“ok” I said       

He drew back and cupped my face between his hands and searched my eyes for understanding. I got it. He needed this. I was ok.

He dipped his head and clawed at my lips with his mouth. Desperate, to remember every twist and tender turn, every contour. He kissed me so deeply, I felt it within. Finally we parted lips, breathless, but our connection was kept as our foreheads couldn’t let go.

“My phone will remain on all the time and you can find me using the locator on our phones.” He added almost desperately      

“Heath” I said calmly, quietly “I am fine … go … search … find … and then … come home”

Again he pulled me into a tight embrace and then before he changed his mind … he left, grabbed his bag and escaping through the front-door.

That was 28 days and 17 hours ago …

I looked down at my phone to trace where he was coming home from and he was on the other end of the world … it would take a while, I smiled.

I tossed and turned as sleep eluded me … my mind and body ached for Heath.  My mind raced around how he would feel, how he would taste, how he would touch and my body came alive with sensation … I lay there for a while considering the options but eventually I got up to watch the dawn gradually fan out across the Manhattan skyline.

He was coming home … I was excited. I was more than excited. What had he seen? Where had he gone? Was his thirst quenched? Would home be enough now?

I was drawing up to the sketch board, creativity had exploded through my body since I learned of Heath’s return, when I heard the key in the door and his bag slump to the floor … I felt him before I saw him. His heat, his presence.         

For a moment I stood very still, not even finishing my sketch stroke, just trying to galvanize this moment in my mind.  He was home.  I closed my eyes and drank in his presence behind me.

I hadn’t turned but I could feel him smiling and a smile pulled at my lips as my body came alive with an overwhelming need and heat. 

From behind, his hands curled around my waist and he pulled me into his warm hard body. I melted and wanted to whip around to feel him, see him, taste him but he held me tighter for a moment, stopping my turn – holding me right up against his body.

Eventually his hands moved slowly up my curves and cupped my straining breasts; my nipples hard, screaming for his touch,  fire exploded through me … Oh Yes!  I Knew Exactly Who It Was!        

You don’t know me … But you want to …

Fiction, Flirtation and Fantasy … Writing by Phoenix Kelly
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Wednesday, 4 June 2014


Sebastian’s mood was dark as he walked into the club.  He’d had the crappiest day and was looking for something or someone to relieve the stress.  The loud music assaulted his ears and he wondered why he’d thought coming to the club was such a good idea.  Suddenly he wasn’t sure that the company of another would be the cure he was after.  Or, at least, that was he was thinking until he turned his head and his eyes met hers.  The sensation was like being slammed up against a brick wall.  She was, quite possibly, the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.  Eyes that were large, bottomless pools of green, flawless skin, a mouth that made him want to kiss her forever and a body just made for a man’s hand.  She gave him a small smile and he felt like he’d been punched in the gut.  A woman like that should be outlawed, damn it.  The barman asked Sebastian what he’d like to order.  He ordered his drink and turned back to look at the woman again.  She was gone!  His eyes frantically searched the club but he couldn’t see her anywhere.  And just like that his dark mood was back.  Yes indeed, it had been a really crappy day.

Serena hated the clubbing scene.  It just wasn’t her thing but her flatmate, and best friend, had insisted that she go with.  She was sure she was being set up on yet another blind date and really didn’t want to go but Carly wasn’t taking no for an answer.  So here she was sipping on a drink and bored as hell.  She’d been right.  Carly had set her up, yet again.  Despite the fact that Serena kept telling Carly she wasn’t looking for a new man in her life, Carly had taken it upon herself to find Serena a new boyfriend.  But after the jackass she’d just dumped, the last thing she wanted was to be stuck in a new relationship.  If only Carly would get the hint though.  As she scanned the room again her eyes collided with those of a truly mouth watering man.  He was all dark good looks and a body that made her hands itch to touch.  Her heart rate skyrocketed and her sex tingled; and all that from just a look.  Serena was thoroughly disconcerted by her overwhelming response to the stranger and suddenly she could think of nothing else but escaping the magnetic pull of his gaze.  As he turned away from her to place his order, she rose from the table and slipped into the crowd looking for Carly.

“Carly, I’m going to head home.  I don’t feel so great.”

“Oh no,” Carly cried, “Dan hasn’t even arrived yet.”

“I’m sorry Carly but I really need to go.  I’ll see you in the morning.”

Carly sighed deeply, disappointment rampant on her lovely face.

“Ok then.  I’ll see you in the morning.  Feel better.”  They hugged and Serena left.

Climbing into her car, Serena wondered again about her intense reaction to the gorgeous stranger.  She couldn’t remember ever reacting like that to any man.  What was it about him that made her want so badly; made her want to be touched, tasted, taken?  Turning the key Serena was dismayed when the car refused to start.  She tried a couple more times and eventually the car started.  Backing out of her space, she glanced in her rear view mirror and saw him coming through the door.  Putting the car in to gear she drove away, glancing in the mirror repeatedly until he faded from view.  She let out a breath she hadn’t realised she’d been holding.  And strangely, in the pit of her stomach, she felt a deep disappointment that she wouldn’t get to see him again.

He ran his hands over her breasts, plumping the mounds together, licking first one then the other nipple.  Her nipples were like hard little pebbles, aching for his touch.  His mouth started to close over her nipple when Serena was rudely ripped from her dream as her alarm clock jangled.  Reaching over, she slapped a hand on to the snooze button.  She wasn’t quite ready to get out and face the world.  With the second alarm, she silenced the alarm and rolled out of bed, padding into the bathroom to get her day started.  She had a new client coming in to see her today so she couldn’t afford to be late.  Twenty minutes later Serena pulled her front door closed behind her and headed for the garage.  Praying her car wouldn’t give her problems like the night before she turned the key and said a silent thank you as her car started, first time.  Filtering into the morning traffic, Serena went through her appointments for the day, in her head.  Her new client would be her first client for the day.  He was hosting a fund raising event and he was looking for an Events Co-ordinator to handle all the details since he neither had the time, nor the inclination to do so himself.  His secretary normally dealt with this sort of thing but she’d fallen ill and wouldn’t be back in time to pull the event off.  This account would be an enormous boost to her reputation as the company was a well known global concern.  She would have to pull out all the stops on this one.

Serena was pulled from her daydreaming by the insistent buzzing of her intercom.  Her secretary was letting her know her first appointment for the day had arrived.

“Take him into the boardroom Ginny.  I’ll be right there.” Serena instructed.

She gathered the file she’d been trying to work on together to take with her and made her way to the boardroom.  Ginny had her back to the door, chatting to the client; obscuring Serena’s view until the late moment.  As she opened her mouth to greet her client Ginny moved and Serena got her first good look at the new client.  It was him!  Serena couldn’t believe it.  He was Sebastian Moran?  She couldn’t seem to catch her breath; seemed rooted to the spot.  As if he’d sensed her presence, Sebastian looked up and saw Serena standing in the doorway and, again, he felt like he’d been slammed up against a brick wall.  She was petite perfection.  And he wanted her like he’d never wanted anything else, anyone else, ever.  And it was a very uncomfortable feeling.  Sebastian was used to being in control.  Serena managed to gather herself and stepping forward, extended her hand to Sebastian.

“Mr Moran, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” she managed to say in a clear, cool voice, and couldn’t believe that was her voice sounding so calm; she was anything but.

Sebastian rose to take her hand and it felt like an electric shock up his arm.

“Miss Callum, a pleasure.”

To read the rest of this short story follow the link:

Copyright © 2013 Angelé Wells

Wednesday, 28 May 2014


Publication date : 3 June 2014
Book blurb:
What would you do if all your memories were gone?

One day Kassie wakes up and realizes that her life is nothing but an endless emptiness…

One tragic incident takes away everything that she has ever cherished and loved: family, friends and all the best moments that she ever lived through.

Now everything seems unknown, including a beautiful stranger, whose mere look makes her heart beat faster.  Who is that reckless and mysterious man? Is he just an old friend or an enemy? Sinking into the vortex of indescribable emotions, they will give in to the most irresistible temptation ever, just to fall in love with each other, again and again...

My synopsis:
Kassie Benson is a spirited young woman with an independent streak.  When she wakes up and discovers she is suffering from amnesia, it’s difficult for her.  Does she have family, loved ones, someone she can turn to?  Then Mr Tall-dark-&-sinful walks in seemingly to take care of her but things just don’t add up for her.  Everything about this man makes her sit up and take notice, but something in her lost memories lurks just out of grasp telling her that not all is as it seems with her handsome stranger.

Daniel Farrel is a conflicted soul trying to find his way back to his “anchor”.  When he hears that Kassie is injured he rushes to her side – to be with her, to offer her comfort, to take care of her, but mostly for his own sake.  Daniel hides secrets, knowing that she isn’t ready to hear them, much less forgive them.  Can Daniel find a way to bring Kassie around to his truth and back into his arms?

What I thought:
I found myself reviewing this book by accident but I’m really glad I did.  I absolutely loved it.  I am an unashamed romance junkie and always find myself championing true love triumphing, despite all odds.  Diana Nixon weaves her story in such a way that you want to keep turning the pages to find out what is hiding in the closet and whether true love will, indeed, triumph in this case.  Her love scenes are very gentle and, therefore, suitable for younger readers … though not too young ;)  A good read I thoroughly enjoyed from start to finish.

Rating : &&&&

UPDATE : Now available at Amazon

Saturday, 24 May 2014

My Smashwords Interview ...

So, I've used to venture out in to the big, scary world of romance writing and got the opportunity to do my first author interview ... very exciting. It went a little something like this :)

Interview with Angelé Wells

When did you first start writing?
My first attempt was at 16. I found the draft the other day when I was packing to move and had a really good laugh at how REALLY BAD it was.

What's the story behind your latest book?
For the longest time I've wanted to write about how the love of a good man can help a woman deal with an abusive past. So that's what my latest book is about.

What motivated you to become an indie author?
Fear of rejection ... I figured if I self-published, I wouldn't have to deal with being rejected by a Publisher.

What is the greatest joy of writing for you?
Getting lost in the characters. Whether I'm reading someone else's work or writing my own, I get completely sucked into their world. And that's, quite possibly, the biggest rush for me. After all, isn't that what fiction is for?

What do your fans mean to you?
Everything! Without fans we would be nothing. Writing itself is fabulous but when someone else reads it and enjoys it ... that's everything.

What are you working on next?
My next book will be a follow up to the one I am busy writing. My main female character is one of 5 siblings and so the next one will deal with one of her four brothers; and his quest for a good woman to love him.

Who are your favorite authors?
Hmm, that's a tough one. There are so many. But, off the top of my head would be Nora Roberts, Matthew Reilly, Christine Feehan, Dan Brown, Sylvia Day, Maya Banks, Tom Clancy, to name a few.

What inspires you to get out of bed each day?
A new day is a new opportunity to make magic happen between the covers of a book.

What do you do when you're not writing?
I love to spend time with my family ... my husband, son and sister-of-my-heart are the absolute best! We always have good fun. And then, of course, I LOVE to read! I can happily spend hours in my swing chair out in the garden reading. I find creative hobbies are enormously satisfying and soothing, so I try to find time to either make jewellery, cards or knit.

What is your writing process?
For me to be able to sit and work, on anything I'm doing, I need structure and organisation. I find I need it in my writing too. So, I usually have an idea that rolls around in my head for a while. Once I have a fairly good idea of where I want it to go I'll put everything down on paper. Anything and everything that comes to mind, I write it down. From there I create my plot line. And then it's an easy jump to sitting down and fleshing my ideas out.

What do you read for pleasure?
Gosh I love most genre of fiction ... romance, comedy, thriller, sci-fi, but I must admit I am a sucker for anything with an alpha male in it ... *blush* ... :)

What is your e-reading device of choice?
I have only ever owned one ... a Prestigio ... which I still use. It is quite possibly the best money I've ever spent on a gadget of any kind.

Describe your desk.
Hmm ... when I'm working my desk usually looks like a category 4 hurricane has swept over it. When I'm done with whatever it is I'm doing, I restore everything to order otherwise I find myself unable to work on the next thing. I can't start in chaos ... I have to work up to it :D

How do you discover the ebooks you read?
Usually someone will recommend an author to me. I'll go to my local library to see if I can find any of their work & read it. If I enjoy their work, I'll go in search of more of their work. Otherwise, I'll surf for authors who write in the same genre & I'll try it.

Do you remember the first story you ever read, and the impact it had on you?
My dad used to read to me when I was little to keep me out of my mom's hair while she was trying to get dinner on the table or do some ironing, or something equally domestic. The book of my earliest memories is Charlotte's Web. I was utterly captivated! I got so sucked into the story and remember crying bitterly over Charlotte's demise. And thus my love of reading was born. I don't remember the first book I ever read on my own ... something by Enid Blyton ... but the result was the same. I live the book ... and when it ends I feel lost until the next book starts.

Where did you grow up, and how did this influence your writing?
I grew up in Cape Town, South Africa as part of a large family although I am an only child ... my mother is one of 11 children ;) The interaction between family members makes for very interesting material, but also the whole vibe and "flavor" of Cape Town offers much inspiration. I live in a truly beautiful city and can't help but be inspired by it.

How do you approach cover design?
I try to match the cover to something in the storyline ... I am a very visual kind of girl so I find that I can "see" a cover in something I've written ... usually as I write it'll spark a creative thought about what would make a fabulous cover.

What are your five favorite books, and why?
Wow ... now that 's a hard one! I would probably have so say (feeling like I've a gun to my head ... and in no particular order):
  • The Notebook by Nicolas Sparks ... in a word where everything has   become disposable it makes you believe, again, that true love DOES prevail.
  • Message in a bottle by Nicolas Sparks ... not sure why because it makes me cry every time ;)
  • Tribute by Nora Roberts ... didn't see the twist in the tale coming
  • Sinner's on Tour series by Oliva Cunning ... I LOVED the whole series! Olivia Cunning made me laugh the whole way through ... and I loved that ... but if I was pressed to pick 1 favorite out the series it would probably be Hot Ticket.
  • A book (I think) was called Chimera written about biological warfare ... a REALLY good read which weaves fiction & fact together seamlessly ... I just wish I could remember who wrote the darn book  :(

Where do you draw inspiration from?
Everywhere! Dreams, books I read, talking to people, people watching ... if you look, you'll find inspiration in almost anything.

What is your perfect day like?

Any day that includes love, laughter, a bit of writing, a bit of reading, loved ones and my furbabies is a perfect day to me.

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Price: Free! Words: 3,470. Language: English. Published: September 15, 2013.
Category: Fiction
Serena wasn't looking for a new man in her life but when least expected, Mr Right will show up out of nowhere. Serena discovers that when her Mr Tall, dark & delicious turns up in her boardroom. She ran from him once, but she doesn't intend to this time. When Sebastian walks away without a word
it seems like she wouldn't have a choice. But are things quite as she sees them?

Price: Free! Words: 5,880. Language: English. Published: October 29, 2013.
Category: Fiction
Georgina is called out to rescue an abused dog and meets the gorgeous Eric.  Eric decides to adopt the dog, calling her Autumn. But he wants Georgina too.  Will Eric get what he wants? And will Georgie?

Price: Free! Words: 2,910. Language: English. Published: September 15, 2013.
Category: Fiction
Mia is on the run but tired of being lonely. She wonders what it would be like if, just for one night, she found someone to chase away the loneliness. But does she have the courage?