Common Sense Doesn't Become Me (21 page)

Sidney Sampson had no idea that one fateful
day; while doing fieldwork, investigating a dead officer’s crime
scene, her whole life would change. One man, who should be dead,
flutters his eyelashes on her cheek. While Sidney squirms
needlessly to get off the dead cop’s body, from the recent bomb
explosion that landed her there. What happens next is a total
misunderstanding between them. The flutter of his lashes and the
firm member of his anatomy told her that dead men don’t blink
twice.

Once a simple life and career, following the
footsteps of her father who raised her alone, Sidney was more than
ready for change. Her job as a police coroner wasn’t her dream job,
but it was where life led her while growing up without a mother. In
fact, her whole life was in dire need of change. She wanted a
better job, but had no idea what. She wanted more fun friends, but
only ended up with dull boring friends. She wanted to find her
feminine wiles along with a sex life, and all she has gotten lately
was a kiss on the forehead after a blind date, and a boring closet
filled with durable work khakis and brown comfortable work
loafers.

Life is about to change for Sidney. Could she
learn how to be her own woman, finding more purpose in life without
falling head over heels in love with a man who is so wrong for her
in so many ways?

Some girls just can’t catch a break.
One-minute Samoa Moore’s life had reached a breaking point, and she
just had to get away from the life that was dragging her down. The
next minute one very hot war hero cop has her slammed up against
his police cruiser, and she realizes her plan is not going
accordingly. Her body’s reaction immediately betrays her attitude
of do it alone from here on out.

Officer Matt Bourne is no stranger to women
the likes of Samoa. However, he can’t help but want to do the
honorable thing and protect her. Her irresistible sex appeal is too
much for his do right attitude, and Matt’s do right attitude makes
Samoa realize that falling back on a man isn’t so weak after
all.

With Samoa’s seedy past fast at her heels,
will she get the second chance she deserves, all while falling in
love with the man who saved her or will things fall apart once
more?

When two young hearts experience their share
of heartache, the last thing they want is to fall in love. Coming
back home to take care of a parent with Alzheimer's is enough to
make a man insane. Insane enough to fall for a woman that he can't
take his mind off of. One that is only visiting his old hometown,
that's just like Mayberry, to escape a past that hurt her. This
relaxed laid-back town can't slow the pace of their fast beating
hearts.

With a guarded heart and a knack for making
the big corporate money, Jill Waltz was no stranger to going it
alone. Then one crazy drunken night she is caught in several
compromising positions with her married boss, and she knew her life
was about to be turned upside down. First of which, she was to be
shipped to the branch office in the middle of nowhere. Little did
she know that the man that stole her heart ten years ago would show
up in the same place to discover that their love never
extinguished. Leaving her wondering if happily-ever-after does
exist or will she mess up this second chance and hope that third
times a charm.

Some suburban moms just can't catch a break.
There is humor in raising kids, guinea pigs, soccer moms and
Nutella. Toss in two new roommates to make ends meet, crazy daily
chaos and a desire to have the green grass she once had, and you
get a story about a mom that makes it all work out. A light,
uplifting read, that any mom could easily relate to. Humor in all
the right spots and just a touch of romance to give it all a happy
ending.

This book is dedicated to all the moms in my
life. We have laughed through the most diverse oddities and cried
about the worst. We talk about our kids with hopes and wishes, and
we complain about them like nobody's business. We are the most
important people in our family's lives, yet we are often the most
under appreciated. This book is to you. May you remember that the
grass IS NOT always greener on the other side.

Metaphorically speaking, we
as women are our own worse critics. We need these
things,
so we can look
in the mirror to say, 'ah, my grass is looking pretty green'. If it
takes a box of hair color, a new outfit or to shed a few pounds to
make the grass seem green, then so be it. However, Maybelline
Briggs isn't looking for the Holy Grail of Eternal Youth, just a
way to get back on her feet through all the chaos.

Light hearty funny mystery with quirky
characters and laughable discretions. Chick Lit General Audience
meets Funny Mystery.

Sometimes luck gets turned around, so what
does a gal have to do in this town to get it back? Fired from her
secret government job seemed like the tip of the iceberg in her
streak of bad luck. However, that was nothing compared to the
business of leprechauns, frozen bank accounts, credit cards, and
having to drive an eighty's green Gremlin car around town.

With the luck of the Irish on her side, Katie
McAllister, endures a calamity of eccentricity to get her luck back
while solving the mystery of the leprechaun. With the help of old
friends and new, and a very adorable white puppy, she not only gets
her luck back; she finds the man that almost got away.

This quirky chick lit mystery will have you
smiling or shaking your head in disbelief at every chapter. In the
end, you'll be quoting the Irish.

Sample chapters of all my ebooks are
available to read on my website.

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Sample Chapters of
Something To Talk About

When trouble
strikes, Kia is there. If disaster is dealt, Kia holds the cards.
If catastrophe is calling, Kia will answer it. All a girl needs to
cope with all of this is her three best friends and maybe a
handsome hero that's been hired to replace the Sheriff. Old Sheriff
Cleat has had his fair share of bailing Kia out of trouble or
coming to her rescue, but the last one has put him out of
commission. There is a new Sheriff in town, and the local women are
all a twitter - literally. Kia gets her first run-in with the
handsome new sheriff just after she runs her car into a hillside
while watching him jog without his shirt on. By the week's end, the
new sheriff is beginning to think that Kia is either short for
catastrophe, or she is trying to find ways to spend more time with
him. Kia's best friends have spent a lifetime of dealing with Kia
and her God given attraction to trouble, but they also know Kia
needs a man like the sheriff to keep her in line and bail her out
once in a while. While Kia quickly becomes short on patience with
the handsome hero, she isn't short on need and quickly realizes
that having a man like the sheriff on her side isn't such a bad
idea after all, but will they meet on the corner of Trouble and
Catastrophe or will chaos keep them apart?

Chapter One

"Did you know there is a twitter following on
you?"

"Excuse me?" I practically gagged on my
spring lettuce salad with sprigs of things I am sure they pulled
out of the weed lot next door. With summer just around the corner
and our hearty winter eating habits, this was the new lunch
favorite for all four of us. That would be my three best friends
and I; they have stuck with me through thick and thin, literally.
My three best friends who were practically designed by God to help
me make it through life without too much catastrophe aftermath.
There was Jodi, with an 'i' but born with the name of Jolene. She
didn't like it, so she changed it. She is a take no shit and tell
you like it is gal. Then Meg, short for Megan. She too was a tell
you like it is gal, but she is sometimes the one right there next
to me in the thick of things. She saw no reason for me to go
through all the chaos alone. Then Katelyn, dear sweet Katelyn.
Sometimes we call her Kate for short. She is the one that would
bake the goodies that soothed us over after everything was over.
Then there's me, Kia Catastrophe. That's not my real last name, but
it might as well be. Starting at the age of three all the way until
current, I knew how to attract disaster, cause chaos or just plain
make a catastrophe out of things. My average build of five foot
six, and single digit size - if it wasn't winter; was accompanied
by my fair skin, brown hair and Irish blue eyes. Right now, Jodi
was asking me if I was aware of the fact, there was a twitter
following on me through my arch nemesis's blog. I did not.

"Well I guess your arch nemesis, Carlene
Thomas, has decided that you are worth making a fuss over. And
quite frankly, by what I can tell, most of the town has made a
comment or two about you. The more she writes about you, the more
people go to her blog, the more they go to her blog the, well you
get the picture."