I finally got invited to participate in an anthology project after years of hoping someone would ask me. I have to say that I LOVE the one I am a part of and grateful to Kahlen Aymes for reaching out to me with an inquiry. Stories for Amanda is an anthology collection of sixteen short stories from amazing authors of romance and young adult. The proceeds will go entirely to benefit the Amanda Todd Legacy as a way to educate people about the harmful effects of bullying. In Amanda’s case, bullying was the cause of the destruction of her young life at only fifteen years old. If you don’t know who she is, then you need to watch her video, made shortly before she took her life. It is not easy to watch, and you will need tissues to get through it, but it is important to understand how much pain bullying caused for her to the point that she couldn’t face even another day. Think about that for a moment. Sobering isn’t it?
Click here to view. The video is 8:55 minutes long.
*hands you a box of tissues* I know that was rough, but necessary… I remember when I watched it just one year ago and I think I sat still and stunned at my computer for at least an hour afterward. Amanda’s story pulled me in and wouldn’t let go. I guess being a teacher for two decades has opened my eyes to how devastatingly hurtful words can be to a child.
So, that being said, I hope you will purchase the book when it goes live next month, and support this worthy effort.
I also hope you enjoy my contribution to the anthology. The story I included is called Priceless, and is the basis for a novel I am writing for publication in 2014. Priceless contains a deleted scene from All In on the night of the Mallerton Gala. Have you figured out where I am going with this one yet??? Gabrielle and Ivan have a thing… Brynne’s best friend, and Ethan’s sexy aristocratic cousin, Lord Rothvale, ie. Ivan Everley, meet up and share some time together at the gala. I’m excited for readers to finally know what really happened with those two in that dark room before the alarm went off and cleared out the building. Ethan definitely saw them and wondered precisely what they were up to, but was far too preoccupied during his frantic search for Brynne to pay much attention. *snickers* I bet you can guess…
Here is a small excerpt from Priceless. Gabrielle is looking at a painting and thinking about her life.
Two hundred years, two years. They might as well be the same thing. A lot could change in just two years…
I tried not to think about what I’d lost, but my self-imposed loneliness got the better of me sometimes, and I desperately longed for what Mrs. Gravelle had in her painting.
“I found you,” a smooth voice said behind me.
I turned to see who was speaking to me and got an eyeful of beautiful. The man before me was six feet plus of dark, lean and sexy with green eyes the color of my dress. He flashed me a smile that could only be described as wicked.
“Are you sure you were looking for me?” He appeared to have money because I’d bet my extravagant new gown, that the tux hanging off his fine form was most certainly bespoke. No doubt about it. Was he a patron in need of a gallery tour? A large contributor VIP?
“Oh yes, it’s definitely you,” he purred, “the beauty in the green dress.” He leaned forward. Close but not touching, his face tilted toward my neck. I backed up. He followed…until I was pressed against the wall. “And they were so right,” he said in his silky voice.

Gabrielle Hargreave
“Right about what?” I asked, mesmerized by his features and his delicious scent, totally overpowered by how close he was to me. My God, he smelled good. “Um…d-did you want the standard t-tour?” I stuttered, amazed that coherent words were even forming from my lips.
“Mmm hmm,” he said, nodding slowly, drawing his gaze up my neck, “I definitely want your tour.”
I cannot wait for you all to read it.
Today is a very special day. A day that one year ago put into motion the events that have led to many changes in my life. One year ago, on August 25, 2012, I self-published Naked, The Blackstone Affair Part 1. I didn’t have any grand expectations about my little novella– I was far too busy at my teaching job with the start of a new school year. I think I sold 44 copies on the very first day and the majority of those sales were friends who LOVE me, so they don’t really count. I know for sure I sold 11 copies on the 2nd day. And you know what? I was totally happy and satisfied with that number. That’s over 300 books in a month and was the biggest success I’d had up to that point. I’d happily take it and count my blessings. But something very unexpected happened over the next few days and into the 2nd week. I also clearly remember coming down the stairs and saying to my husband in bewilderment, “Something weird is happening on Amazon. I think I’m going to sell over 100 books today.”


Oh, but I do have one question for you, Dan Brown. Why couldn’t you have released your book just one little insignificant week later?