A young, college student- there wasn’t much Clay didn’t enjoy in life.
He liked women: avidly savoring their soft skin and indulging in their lush lips, entertaining him during random, lonely nights. Females were never in short supply.
A long-term relationship? Naah. The words were not in his vocabulary, or on his agenda.
Yet, when a stunning beauty steps into his life, championing for causes he, too, believes in, dating one woman doesn’t seem like such a bad idea, after all.
Marisole was special. One of a kind. She was also Clay’s best friend’s friend. A man who warned Marisole about Clay.
Still, Clay wants a chance with Marisol, but Marisole doesn’t want to date him.
How can Clay prove to Marisole he is different from the others? That he is serious about her?
Will Clay’s reputation keep her at a safe distance from him, with no chance of blossoming into anything beyond friendship? Or will Marisole give him the chance he craves?
PUBLISHER NOTE: New Adult, College, Contemporary Romance. M/F. HFN. Cliffhanger. Prequel to the story “New Home” found in the book, Angels and Diamonds, also by TK Lawyer. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
Is the woman to jingle Gabe’s interest his best friend?
Of all the people in Gabe’s life, Arabelle meant the most. Chasing her across the playground, he used to call her Belly, and pull her pigtails. They became best friends, but that was long ago.
He holds a secret not even she knows.
Sweet, caring, and different, Gabe did things, said things that left Arabelle confused and crossed the unspoken line beyond friendship. Yet, Arabelle crossed that line, long ago, getting her heart stomped.
She wasn’t going through that again.
Still, there is something about Gabe she cannot resist. Will his secret undo their special friendship, or will she realize Gabe is that one man worth fighting for?
Publisher Note: Paranormal romance, M/F, stand alone, bear shifter, BBW, HEA, best friends to lovers. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
He claimed her cover. Can he claim her heart, too?
A brand new book with no cover A graphic artist, in the hospital
When Natalie is faced with inevitable doom Nate steps in and accepts the job.
Handsome, suave, and genuine, Nate likes Natalie. Yet, Nate is a seductive, hot model. A man never lacking for female companionship.
Will meeting Nate fill a void Natalie didn’t know exist? Or will Natalie walk away from Nate- a man that seems too perfect?
Publisher Note: Contemporary Romance. M/F. BBW. HEA. Standalone story. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
Excerpt
“Wait. How did you get a copy of it when it’s not available?”
“I signed up for her- what do you call it- ARC team and got a copy for free for my honest review.”
“Oh lord… Is it bad? Tell me, please.”
She snorted. “She has you in all kinds of sordid scenes, if you know what I mean.”
He went silent. What in the hell did that mean? Was the book an erotic romance? Good gods! Did she place him in precarious situations? Granted it was pure fiction so why should he care. Yet, the fact that his mom read Off Limits- the only book, so far, that had his half-naked body plastered all over the cover- He slapped the palm of his right hand against his forehead, and uttered a strained sigh. Holy shit. This was embarrassing.
“Mom, remember I was placed on the cover after the book was written.”
“Yeah but don’t authors search for a type of man that resembles the character they’re writing about?”
She had a point- a very bad one- but still, a point.
He peered over at the back of the door, concerned with the length of time that had passed, and wondering what his temporary roommate was up to. He didn’t know her, at all, solely bringing her to his home, for the night, to engage in carnal pleasures. He hoped she wasn’t taking the opportunity to steal from him. He’d watched too many movies where that happened with strangers. He decided to cut the conversation short so he could find out what was going on back in the bedroom. “Look, I don’t know what she wrote but I have to get back to what I was doing before. I’ll call you, later.”
“Oh, you’re not curious? I can tell you about one scene that peaked my interest.”
He knew his mom liked reading explicit sex scenes, but he wasn’t really interested in hearing any of them. He’d seen enough hard-bodied men, and soft, enraptured women romantically intertwined across the covers of her books adorning the coffee table of their old house when he was growing up. It had him both curious and embarrassed at the same time as his friends ventured over. He imagined what she had read in Natalie’s apparent scathing book.
“I’ll just say this. It has you, and your girlfriend in an interesting position over your desk.”
He slapped a hand across his eyes, covering them, completely. Then, he groaned. “Okay, mom. Well, I gotta go now. I love you.” He ended the call before she had a chance to reply.
They are the rejected. The ignored. The barely tolerated. They are the ones no one wants to talk about. The Unwanteds.
These are the stories of six of them.
Rose enjoyed her co-worker’s company. Yet, one night when she witnesses something startling, she wonders if she ever really knew him, at all. Daphne’s trip to the local bar turns into an amazing, unforgettable night with a stranger. Can she give him more than one night? Pietro was hired to be the janitor. Yet, when he takes off with the Alpha’s betrothed to save her from a fated, loveless marriage, will he survive the pack’s vengeance? Hopper was, only, searching for his next meal. He never expected a reunion with a girl from his past. A girl who has matured in ways that leave him wanting. Cameron’s next-door neighbor proves to be exactly what he is searching for. Yet, there is one major problem. A respected, powerful shape shifter, living next door, who also has his eyes on her. After losing her job of fifteen years, Jaela wants nothing more than one night of sheer, unadulterated bliss. Yet, her escort is no ordinary man and Jaela plans to win him. The only problem is, she doesn’t know his name.
Publisher note: Book Fest awards Fall 2023 winner: Honorable Mention, Fiction- Paranormal Romance. Paranormal romance, anthology, short stories, shape shifters, M/F, HEA. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
It’s been awhile since I’ve done an interview so this is fun to get back into.
Here’s her bio:
Award winning, International Bestselling author, TK Lawyer writes sexy and heartwarming paranormal and contemporary romance with HOT alpha males and curvy women. Her books often toe the line, straying from traditional ideas and opening readers’ minds and hearts to unlimited possibilities. She loves exploring new ideas and new ways of thinking. When she isn’t reading or writing, she is likely spending time with her husband/best friend or catering to their lovable American Foxhound misfit who steals all the attention in their house.
Tell us about yourself.
I am author TK Lawyer. I write spicy, sexy, alpha male stories with curvy women because that’s what I am- a curvy woman. And what curvy woman doesn’t deserve a loyal, hot-blooded, muscle-bound man in her life with a sense of humor and a slightly possessive streak?
I like romance, watching romantic movies and romantic comedies and I write what I like. I also enjoy taking a concept, playing with it and molding it into something that makes readers think. I like broadening minds and ideas and I hope I do that with my novels.
When did you know you wanted to be an author?
Well, I actually never wanted to become an author. I thought the “job” was more like a hobby and I never thought anyone made money unless you were Dean Koontz or Stephen King or someone big and famous like that. I only started writing because I was at a low point in my life where I was going nowhere with my job and I needed something else to feed the contained passion inside of me. Writing was, and still is, my outlet and I am grateful for this skill that I have nothing to do with (I credit everything to spirit) that helps entertain readers.
What genres do you like to read? Are these the same genres you write in?
I like to read paranormal romance, occasionally, depending on the story and the plot line but, what I adore reading the most is actually monster romance. LOL. I know. A lot of people don’t know that about me. I like steamy so you can imagine the monster romance I read. Sci-fi, space alien romance stuff is my go-to in my Kindle reader. It’s too bad that stuff isn’t true but it’s great entertainment.
Is your book for adults, young adults or children?
I have more than twenty books available and all of them are steamy, spicy and sexy. They have open door scenes that my readers love so, yes- they are, primarily, for adults (18+).
It is a book I had in my mind for years now that has finally come to fruition. A steamy, angel paranormal romance, The Way Back to Heaven is filled with comedic scenes, a feisty heroine and a formidable angel that is bewitched by the one woman who comes across his path that is not supposed to be there.
Tell us about the key characters:
Josiah is an “usher” to Heaven. He is the one who determines your fate after death. Whether you pass by him or you drop into an abyss is, entirely, based upon how you lived your life. All decisions are final and they are determined, solely, by him. Everything goes smoothly until he meets a woman who is not meant to be in the line of souls awaiting his decision…
Damaris exits Earth early and doesn’t realize where she is. With the help of her Guardian, she meets Josiah and makes a decision Josiah is not expecting. Josiah is baffled and cannot seem to forget her, even after she is gone.
What is your blurb or synopsis of the book?
Will Josiah let you pass, or will you drop into an unknown abyss?
As an usher to the Other Side, meeting the fabled Josiah means your Mortal Life is gone.
Your fate shall be measured by the decisions made in life.
Will your soul pass through the gates to utter bliss or plummet into darkness, agony, and pain?
Judgment is made by him, and it is final.
When Josiah meets Damaris- a woman who was not yet expected to appear –his decision becomes one he may later regret.
Still, he must know her.
Will Damaris allow Josiah to love her? To care for her in a way no human can, or will she turn her back on what may be her greatest opportunity to find happiness in the arms of an angel?
Share an excerpt
Damaris continued her pleas. “I know…I know…I’m already dead, so you can’t truly kill me. It’s just a thing people say, but still…” She placed her hands together, gluing them tightly as if in prayer. “Please, whatever your name is, please be kind to me. Don’t throw me to the wolves or whatever you did to that last lady. I know. I know. I wasn’t perfect, but I did try. I didn’t have the best childhood. I know a lot of people say that and use that as an excuse to get out of sentencing or to atone for their shitty actions and decisions they made in life.” She slapped one hand over her mouth. “Oh my god, I just cursed and to you, an angel. Oh shit…I am going to die, aren’t I? Oh hell…”Damaris sank to her knees.
Damaris didn’t know what to expect from this important angel who had her fate in her hands, but she did know the last thing she expected was laughter.
She jerked her head up to witness him throwing his head back and roaring with glee.
Her jaw was released. Ready to whip out insults to this angel—whoever he was—laughing at her demise. Yet, she held back the unspoken insults when she recalled the poor lady in front of her who had dropped to her death—or was it to her eternal life—in Hell.
Mr. Unnerving suddenly stopped and stared at her for several long minutes that seemed an eternity. Shivers ran up her spine as the abject silence continued. Her hands trembled the longer she waited.
“Please have mercy on me. Please, whoever you are. Don’t make me go down there like she did. I don’t think I deserve that.” Damaris lowered her head, embarrassed, as tears began to fall, splashing over the rims of her eyelids and splattering across her cheeks.
She swiped angrily at them, wanting to display courage instead of fear, but they still came. Wiping at more of them, a hand reached out and stopped her. Mr. Unnerving grabbed ahold of her hand while his other swiped at a stray teardrop rolling down her left cheek. He brought his index finger directly in front of his green eyes, scrutinizing the swaying liquid bubble as if he had never seen the substance before.
“Curious. Others have cried in front of me before, but none quite like you.”
Damaris swallowed back the dry sensation creeping up the back of her throat.
His emerald green eyes landed on hers. A not-unpleasant shiver skittered up her spine.
His large wings spread behind him. Damaris stared in awe and fascination as they grew wider longer, taking up almost the entire space. She blinked to clear her eyes when she spotted glitter floating through the air around him, completely surrounding him in a magical, beautiful aura. She closed her eyes, figuring she must be seeing things, yet when she opened her eyes again, the sparkles remained.
Blinking once more, she found the glittery beauties coated across the back of each pure white feather. He closed his eyes and, happily, sighed as if releasing his wings gave him a sense of satisfaction.
“Wow,” Damaris muttered in awe.
He lightly chuckled.
The man was gorgeous. She couldn’t help the thought popping up into her mind. Did she think him scary before? His smile, somehow, warmed a part of her that used to hold her heart.
He smiled at Damaris as if he, somehow, sensed her feelings. Her gaze scanned over the incredible being from head to toe, stopping to marvel at his broad, massive, muscular chest. He was built like a God, but he wasn’t. There wasn’t an inch of fat to him that she could tell. Damaris supposed he didn’t have to worry about his weight like human beings did.
“You are beautiful.” She blurted, obviously, from delirium. She had no idea what possessed her, but she couldn’t help it. The urge to let him know overtook her, and she couldn’t hold back. If he didn’t already know, someone had to tell him how handsome he was.
He chuckled beneath his breath. “That won’t sway my opinion…Damaris.” He sounded out every consonant and every vowel of her name as if it were the loveliest word he ever spoke.
She shook her head in protest. “I’m not trying to—”
He raised one eyebrow. “It was a joke. At least a weak attempt at one-”
“Oh…I see. That is a good one, then. But still, where are we-uh…um…what’s your name?”
“Josiah. My name is Josiah, Damaris.”
Compared to her Guardian’s tone of voice, this guy—this hunky Josiah—Mmmm…his husky tone of pure male dominance had her insides writhing in a crazy, pleasurable sort of way she had yet to experience with anyone.
Do you have a favorite scene?
Yes! There is a scene in there I equate with “Alice in Wonderland” because Damaris literally bounces off a tree and the limbs reach out and grab her, cushioning her in their embrace. Damaris is in Heaven and is giddy, happy, and filled with joy. It is just a lovely scene and it was great to write it.
What advice would you give a beginner?
Your first book will not be the best but don’t let that dissuade you. Your writing gets better the more you write. Just like with any skill or talent, you get better at it the more you do it. People say this all the time but it is incredibly true when it comes to writing. Just make sure you have a good editor to help polish up your books and you will be fine.
Seven heart-warming, short stories of true love. Each tale created with an angel and a diamond. Puppy Love- The sole owner of a dog rescue group is in trouble. Seeking financial assistance, she finds an unlikely funding source
Bride to Be- Bridal shop owner, Diamond, meets a man who seems vaguely familiar. Little does she know he will change her future
Promise- Tauria’s relationship with an Archangel reveals a forgotten past
The Gift- Celeste’s gift to her angel is a gift he may not want
Hunted- Natasha’s encounter with a mercenary has an unexpected, mutually beneficial outcome
New Home- Marisole’s home search for a ‘friend of a friend’ thrusts her back into the life of a man she once craved. Sadly, he doesn’t know she exists.
Make a Wish- Are Stella’s dreamy adventures genuine or vivid imagination?
PUBLISHER NOTE: Paranormal Romance Anthology with a Contemporary Romance story. M/F, BBW, angels, HEA, anthology, short stories. Standalone. “New Home” is a standalone story but is also the conclusion to the book, Crossroads, also by TK Lawyer. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
Trapped, Teresa finds her blissful marriage turned into a nightmare.
Michael is never home. When he is, he ignores her concerns. She sets out on a new path. With a new angel.
With the help of Archangel Rafael, they co-create the Angels’ Ex-Wives Club, a safe haven for women like her to tell their stories. Yet, Teresa is not an ex-wife and Rafael is inexplicably drawn to her.
Can Teresa and Michael find their way back to each other or will Teresa find what she needs in the arms of another angel?
PUBLISHER NOTE: Paranormal romance, M/F, angels, demons, fated mates, HEA, shared world, BBW. Archangels. Standalone. Conclusion to Escapade, also by TK Lawyer. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
Bitter cold on the outside, Archangel Michael’s loving, protective warmth emanates from inside. Always assured and at the ready- for anything, Michael helps humanity to solve their problems, Yet he can’t solve his own.
His mate doesn’t recognize him.
Teresa’s beautiful, fiery spirit calls to Michael’s steadfast, cool, collectedness. As radiant as the morning sun, Teresa needs him. Michael is her other half. He is the part that is missing- The yearning desire she craves.
Fascinating and amusing, Teresa proves an unavoidable distraction. She is created for Michael, yet she poses a challenge.
Can Archangel Michael make time in his busy schedule for her? Will he help Teresa realize they are meant to be together? Or will his powerful, high status in the angel hierarchy scare Teresa away?
Publisher’s note: Silver Medallion Winner, 2023, with Literary Titan. Standalone and prequel to the Angel’s Ex Wives Club, also by TK Lawyer. Paranormal Romance, M/F, Angels and Archangels, Demons, Fated Mates, BBW, HEA. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
A good job, personal freedom, women, and a motorcycle that thrills the untamed beast within. His life is complete. Until he meets her…
Tania has searched for Mr. Right. Now she only dates, casually.
When Weldon arrives for a date with her roommate, she’s inexplicably drawn to him. Yet, she’s been warned about him…
Can they secure their happiness? Or will they live separate lives, never knowing what might have been?
PUBLISHER NOTE: Paranormal Romance. M/F. HEA. Wolf Shifter. Hybrid. Standalone. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
Zoe never imagined she would find herself having to choose between two men—or should she say, angels. As exciting as that sounds, the need to make a decision is tearing her apart. Does she choose the irresistible one who ignites her body with his passionate kisses, or the wild, untamed one who presents all sorts of possibilities?
Orion found his fated mate the second he saw Zoe in the reflecting pool. He knows that she wants him—but Orion isn’t the only one that she wants. His nemesis, Mercury, is Zoe’s co-guardian and he, too, is vying for her attention.
Mercury is a rebel—wild and untamed. As co-guardian to Zoe, he feels the need to protect the sexy human female he has been assigned to. The trouble is Mercury wants more, but he isn’t the only one.
Zoe wants both men, but not all angels will share. Torn between two angels, she must choose only one. Who will, eventually, capture her heart—and will the other one accept her decision as final?
She rolled her face into her pillow and screamed. Mmm… sex with both beings, at the same time. Oh, God! Something between her legs thrummed with pleasure at the naughty, forbidden thought.
She grabbed onto the pillow, chastising herself under her breath. “Oh, God, Zoe! Stop thinking such horrible thoughts.” However, were they truly despicable? Since angels were all about love, would they care if they shared a human? Orion was decided on the subject. He did not want to share. However, he did indicate there were angels who wouldn’t mind a bit of… Hmm… Like Mercury. She shook her head and murmured, to herself. “You know you couldn’t even entertain the idea.” Though she said this, images of two large beings hovering over her, kissing her, and stroking their hands across her nude body intruded. One lowered his head and whispered naughty delights in her ear she never thought possible… until Orion. The heat rising in her cheeks a clear indication of her embarrassment, she couldn’t imagine more than one magnificent being in front of her, wanting her. What would she do if she had several?
Swoon.
Drool.
Pass out from excitement overload.
Seriously. Two gorgeously naked angelic beings waiting to explore her sexually? If only she’d allow it. However, she would never hurt Orion, at least not intentionally.
She pictured Orion’s short brown hair, his blue eyes as calming and enticing as the ocean, and his grey wings behind a suit of Trojan-inspired armor. At times, she’d study his profile when he was engaged in last-minute strategy, preparing for the next mission. His rich, red, eight-inch plume stretching out from his helmet, adorning his high forehead and his strong jaw fascinated her, to the point he’d catch her staring because she couldn’t take her eyes off him.
While Zoe loved the idea of being naughty and exploring new territory, she couldn’t bring herself to think of another man in bed with her, even if Orion joined. Somehow, Orion became… precious to her… She valued, honored, and loved him. Oh. The last few words hit her like a brick. She loved him? Love? Really? She searched her heart for the truth, saying the sentence aloud several times and waiting to see how the idea settled within her. The word slipped from her mouth recently. She itched to retract it.
“I love Orion.”
Was it true?
“I love Orion.” It seemed comfortable, true, and like a jigsaw puzzle piece searching for its mate, it fit. Orion and Zoe looked out for each other, and they were friends. No. Best friends. She divulged to him things she never told anyone else, and he never rejected her. It was easy talking to him. He supported, advised, and protected her. They enjoyed each other’s company. Zoe was safe with Orion and blissfully happy within his arms. Kissing him was like a dream, an absolute thrill. Something others would never experience but she wanted everyone to.