Mirage Is Now Available For Pre-Sale!

I am so excited! This is my first blog post, and I have such exciting news to share!

My first full length novel, Mirage is now available for pre-sale at Smashwords! Other sites to follow as Smashwords get it up. The release date is scheduled for January 3, 2015! Here's the hyperlink, along with an exclusive sneek peak excerpt!

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/473313

**Cover is not the final one**

We were having a fabulous time at one of the city's hottest techno-pop clubs Chase insisted we check out. I danced until I thought my feet would fall off. I couldn't remember the last time I'd had so much fun dancing. The music, lights and atmosphere were precisely what the doctor ordered. It was also a great way to burn off some of the mega calorie Italian pasta we'd consumed a few hours before.

Feigning I needed a break, I left the packed dance floor in search of our table. Chase blew me a kiss as he grabbed some Goth looking brunette he'd found and headed deeper amid the grinding bodies. He'd always been a party boy. He lived for Friday's when we were in college.

I sat and watched as I sipped my drink which had become much watered down from neglect. Flagging down a waitress I ordered another as I rubbed my tired foot. I would probably live to regret it in the morning, but I was far from finished dancing.

That's when I first noticed him sitting at an adjacent table. Not because he was slightly older than most of the crowd. He wasn't the only over twenty-five patron in the building. It was him. He had to of been the most perfect specimen of the male species I'd ever seen. There he sat, by himself, taking in the crowd and from time to time casting a glance my way.

The waitress returned, setting my drink in front of me. All the while this mysterious handsome stranger sat. I cast a glance over at him. He obviously thought a lot of himself. He was meticulously dressed, his dark hair well coiffed, as was his goatee. That face...chiseled, and ruggedly flawless. His eyes, well his eyes were a shade of deep blue I don't think I'd ever seen before. All this magnificent maleness sitting right before me. I concluded he must be somebody important, judging by the way he carried himself and the meticulous dress. But who?

He lifted his glass my way in a mock salute just as Chase and his dance partner slid into their seats laughing and chatting rather loudly. When I was finally able to scope this Adonis out further, he was nowhere to be found. His seat empty, his glass sitting on the table the only reminder he'd been real. 

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