Out today and who's stolen my nails?

Because they seem to have disappeared. Along wth most of a large pot of coffee.

Release day nerves have hit big time....

You know It doesn't matter if it's the first or the fiftyeth book out, I still worry. What if no one buys it. What if everyone hates it. What if...

You get the idea. Two little words with a very big meaning.

But that apart I'm excited. Because at last Discovered is out.

so... are  you ready?

Blurb...

When Rachel moved to Scotland she knew there would be changes. She hadn't expected them to be quite so dramatic. Not only was there a new house, new school and new friends, there was also a secret to discover.

Brios Parde was a Patriarch in waiting. When the powerful leopard shifter senses a new Shalean he is amazed to discover it's the new girl. All his senses tell him Rach will be important to him. 

However the Rogues try to destroy the budding relationship. Will Rach decide to side with Brios or help stage an uprising?


A tiny wee exclusive tease, 

Rach, can you sense this?

Leira, what’s happening? Oh my God, Dad is sending me away. He found out about me meeting Brios, and he’s hopping mad. What’s going on, what is all this stuff? Brios didn’t have time to tell me much, and I can’t get hold of him.

He’s been sent away too. I don’t know much, but it’s all to do with his powers and… oh shoot—gotta go.

Leira? Leira?

Rach stood in her bedroom and frowned. One minute she’d been having a mind conversation with her friend, and the next minute—nothing. Worried, and not knowing what to do about it, she tried distracting himself by plaiting her hair. As she tied an elastic hair-bobble around the end of the long braid, she was relieved to be out of her uniform and into jeans and a hoodie. One last check in the mirror and…

Rach opened her mouth to scream, but only a croak came out. She swallowed, grabbed the glass of water from beside the bed and took a big mouthful.

“Brios?”
It wasn’t her own reflection she saw in the full-length mirror—it was Brios, and he was blindfolded. She pressed her hands to the glass and then saw only herself—her shocked pale face, and her trembling mouth. The imprint of her hands was still visible on the reflective surface. Her room… with the curtains blowing in the breeze from the open window and the purple and silver-striped duvet, rumpled and creased, where she’d laid on it on the bed in a huff… were all there. That was it—no shadowed room, no Brios, no blindfold, just herself and her room.

Discovered is available on Amazon uk here

And on Amazon .com here

Happy Reading,

love Jo xx