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Saturday, August 16, 2025

Fave BoD Scenes in No Particular Order: The Wedding

 


Raven stood up by the arbor, her matron of honor. Since Cass had chosen only one bridesmaid, Shep had picked one groomsman, and that was Toly, his hair slicked back tight along his scalp, wearing all black under his cut. He had the rings in his pocket, Cass knew, as they’d planned.

She saw all of this with a cursory glance: down to the flower swags on the chairs and the swinging lanterns on poles. Then her attention fixed and held on Shep, who was waiting for her.

He’d clearly spent a lot of time and a lot of product on his hair to capture the perfect artless wave on top where he kept it longer. Raven had provided him with a nicely-fitted black button-up shirt, pressed and sleek under his cut, which gleamed with a fresh layer of oil. Dark jeans. His boots were oiled, too. Even his wallet chain looked extra shiny.

The fingers of his right hand tapped at his thigh, a nervous tic, and he leaned fractionally so he could get a better look at her as she and Devin started down the aisle. His face looked so young: nervous, and hopeful, and excited, and cautious. His throat jerked hard as he swallowed, and then his lips twitched into a little smile that made her want to cup his face in both hands and rub their noses together.

Even as her eyes filled with tears, Cass smiled; it felt like her face splitting itself in two, unstoppable and bright and bursting with all the energy that mounted in her chest.

Shep’s smile widened, a helpless response, and he looked so happy, happier than she’d ever seen him.

As they made their slow progression across a scattering of petals, Devin patted her hand where it rested in the crook of his elbow and leaned in to whisper, “That’s a happy man.”

“Yeah,” she said, shakily.

“What d’ya say we walk faster?”

“Yes, let’s.”

I don't normally write weddings. In fact, I'm not sure I've ever actually shown a wedding on-page in this series; usually I reference it or have characters remember it in hindsight. But given the circumstances in Beware of Dog, it felt important to show that, despite the rush, and the courtroom reasoning, Cass and Shep are truly excited to tie the knot. It also offers a chance to show her family accepting Shep as her partner, and as one of their own. 

If you haven't read BoD yet, you can grab it here:

Tuesday, August 12, 2025

#TeaserTuesday: Idiot

 


Shep pointed through the windshield. “Take the next right. We’re gonna—”

“Pffft,” Tenny interrupted from the back seat. “Just put the address in the GPS. He’s not stupid.”

A glance in the rearview proved that Tenny sat slumped across the center of the seat, bent over his phone, but his gaze flashed up to meet Shep’s in the mirror, and it bristled with a clear threat.

Leave Reese alone. Got it.

“Alright.” Shep had to look the address up on his phone before he punched it in. Then he settled in for an awkward ride.

It was silent the first few blocks, save the expensive purring of the engine. Then Reese said, “This is Cass’s friend’s house we’re going to?”

“Yeah,” Shep said, and then, not knowing how much they knew, gave them the quick and dirty on the whole situation.

Tenny hummed thoughtfully as they crossed the bridge. He’d put his phone away and sat up to peer between the front bucket seats. “Tell me again why you haven’t offed this little wanker?”

“Believe me, I want to so bad I can taste it,” Shep said, letting his bitterness and frustration bleed through. “But the friend’s a civilian, and so’s the little rich shit who raped her, so the girls went to the cops, and now…”

“Now if something happens to him, everyone’s going to point to the Dogs,” Tenny said. He tsked. “What were you thinking? Flying colors while you slapped him around.”

Shep stiffened in his seat. He hadn’t included his little pistol-whipping transgression in his version of events.

Tenny chuckled. “What, you thought Raven would leave that part out?”

“I hoped she would.”

“No such luck. Idiot.”

Shep sighed. “Yeah, okay, I deserve that one.”

It was quiet a beat, tires hissing over pavement. Then, with an edge of grudging respect, Tenny said, “No. I’d have sent a message, too. But,” he stressed, after. “I would have done it with a ski mask and without my cut. Idiot.”

“He doesn’t usually mean it when he says idiot,” Reese offered.

“Pipe down, you,” Tenny said. “I mean it.”


Only Tenny gets to call Reese an idiot, you understand. 

Actually, in my mind, Shep and Tenny end up being pretty fast friends. Or partners in social crimes, more like. The whole Brood is fairly strapped-down and self-contained; if they don't have a barbed quip at the ready, they keep quiet (the boys, anyway). But Shep just opens his mouth and Says Stuff, damn the consequences. 

I have this persistent scenario in mind: someone gets married (Tommy; I think it has to be Tommy, poor dude) and when the officiant gets to the "if anyone objects" part, some stranger in the back stands up and declares his love for the bride. Chaos ensues. Shep is delighted, and there's not enough dirty looks, pokes in the ribs, or high heels grinding down on toes to keep him and Tenny quiet. They keep feeding off one another, while Raven threatens murder, and both their long-suffering spouses look at one another and shrug, both of them secretly delighted in turn by Tenny and Shep's bond in their joint effort to give Tommy absolute hell. 

Tenny: "It's just as well, Tom. None of us had given you 'the talk' yet, and this way you won't embarrass yourself on the wedding night."

Shep: "If it helps, she didn't have a great ass."

Raven's no longer forming words she's so angry.

Michelle's mainlining Tommy the good whiskey. 

(Please note, this is NOT a book I'm going to write, just a snippet! I'm happy with where all things Dogs leave off, and will only pick the series back up if a publisher throws an advance at my head) 


If you haven't read Beware of Dog yet, find it here:

Sunday, July 27, 2025

Fave BoD Scenes in No Particular Order: Shep and Toly

 


There was no use lying, was there? He really didn’t want to. She wasn’t some dirty secret, wasn’t anything he was ashamed of. “Yeah. We’re living together.”

That earned a single, sharp jerk of Toly’s head. “She’s not in her dorm?”

“No. She didn’t wanna stay. Some shit went down with the roommate, but that’s her business to tell, not mine.”

Toly nodded, as if to say fair enough. “Does she know you’re in love with her?”

He hadn’t expected that. It shocked the breath out of him. “Yeah.”

“You told her you are?”

“Yes, goddamnit. Are we done?”

Toly held up a finger. One more thing. “What will you do if and when she decides she wants to move on to better things? To a better man?”

Punch you in the fucking face, he thought. But that wasn’t the real answer to that question. The real answer was, throat getting stuck halfway through, “Let her go with my blessing. And then eat a gun.”

Toly nodded again, and turned for the door.

“Wait. Are you gonna tell Raven?”

“No. You are. Not tonight, if you can’t stomach it. But I won’t do your dirty work.” He slipped inside and left Shep standing in the cold.

 

The quoted scene in this post occurs chronologically before yesterday's pick, and I won't include all of the text here because Shep curses too much. But I really loved the scene where Toly puts two and two together and walks Shep out onto the balcony for a "chat." 

It's telling that Shep's more worried about telling Raven than Toly. Toly cares about Cass, he loves her as the sister he never had, but Shep knows that Toly is for sure living outside his means, and is happy to go with Raven's flow; if Toly's furious about Shep and Cass together, it's because he's worried that Raven will be furious. But Toly's not a hypocrite, and he's not going to be the first to throw stones given his past, and the relatively new non-glass state of his house. Though for all Shep's posturing in the rooftop scene, he acknowledges to himself that if Toly truly had a problem with their relationship, Shep would already be karate-kicked off the rooftop by now. 

I really enjoyed all of their interactions in this book. They did not get along in Nothing More, but here we see that time, proximity, and a common cause have softened their relationship, even in the very beginning of the book. Though their personalities are very different, Shep actually has a lot in common with Michael when it comes to club relationships. He doesn't have friends within the club; doesn't hang out with any of his brothers for fun. He's an outsider within a community of outlaws, and that gets complicated and lonely.

By the end of the book, they're working their way toward something like friendship; echoes of Mercy and Michael in Price of Angels

Saturday, July 26, 2025

Fave BoD Scenes in No Particular Order: Shep and Raven

 


Picking my favorite Beware of Dog scenes in no particular order, because this book has perhaps my favorite dialogue of any book in the series. Up first, Shep going to see Raven.

“You’re shouting at me!”

You’re shouting at me!” he shot back. “And if you shout at Cass about this, you and me are gonna have a big goddamn problem!”

Raven gulped audibly. She looked like she’d been slapped. She settled her hand at her throat, where her pulse throbbed a visible tattoo, and said, voice hoarse, “I could cut off the money. I could tell her I won’t pay for school.”

“No you won’t. Get outta here with that shit.”

“I could…” She trailed off, eyes big and bright with tears.

“What?” he sneered. “Threaten me? Then you better have a gun in your purse and a body bag on standby, ‘cause you don’t have anything else to threaten me with, sister.”

She bowed her head, sniffled quietly, and wiped at her eyes. When she lifted her head, she was smiling.

She choked out a laugh. “Christ, you are such an asshole.”

“Yeah.”

She rolled her eyes and dabbed at the corners. To the air, she said, “I always knew she wanted a Dog. That she’d end up with one. She would eat a little rich boy alive.”

Then she stepped around the table.

Shep sat up straight, and relaxed his jaw; it would hurt less, and do less damage if he was loose when she struck him.

Instead, she reached for him, with both hands, slow and careful like he was a dog about to bite, and caught his jaw in her palms. She leaned down and pressed a damp kiss to his forehead.

Shep’s hands were shaking where they rested between his thighs. “I do love her,” he said.

“I know that, darling,” she sighed. “I’ve known that for a long while now.” 


BoD is two weeks old today! You can grab it here:

Thursday, July 24, 2025

#ThrowbackThursday: Shep's Greatest Hits

 


A look back at some of Shep's greatest hits in Nothing More:

Even though Cass fussed about him initially, he and Cass had something of an instant rapport. 

“Ta, darling.”

They traded cheek kisses, and she returned to her office in time to breach the tail end of a conversation she didn’t like at all.

For starters, Shepherd had joined them, and stood now at the edge of the coffee table, hands in his pockets, jangling change. He looked up from whatever Cass had been showing him on her phone, and gave Greg a dismissive headshake. “Nah, see, that’s for putzes. You gotta have the real thing. The mess, the sap, the hassle, dropping F bombs while you wrestle it outta the truck – that’s part of it. The magic of Christmas and all that shit.”

Tuesday, July 22, 2025

Beware of Dog: The Debriefing

 


Here we go: the official Beware of Dog debriefing post. I reserve the right to tack on additional posts in the likely event that I forget to include something of importance here. There will be spoilers, so I'll include a cut to keep plot details off the main blog page. Proceed at your own risk! And if you haven't grabbed your copy yet, you can find it here:


Sunday, July 20, 2025

Beware of Dog: The Playlist

 



It's not Music Monday, but Mondays are for the Fearless read-along these days, so I'm posting the Beware of Dog playlist today. 

Thank y'all for supporting the book! It was fun and refreshing to write, and I got very attached to Cass, and Shep, and their relationship. 


Saturday, July 19, 2025

Beware of Dog is One Week Old

 

With the cat, of course

Beware of Dog published one week ago today! Feels like longer. 

If you haven't grabbed a copy yet, you can do so here:


If you have read the book, you can keep scrolling for some personal headcanons/alternate version of scenes. There are spoilers here, so proceed with caution! 

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Friday, July 18, 2025

Thank You!

 


She sighed again, and tucked her hair back when the wind swept it across her face. “I’m not upset with you,” she said, softening. “I know none of this was your idea. Shep was…well, Shep was being a good guard dog, but not with any kind of finesse.” Her gaze turned thoughtful as she studied Cass’s face. “But he wasn’t doing it on anyone’s orders, and if he had been, he definitely wouldn’t have had clearance to go into the Blackmons’ home and lay hands on a little rich boy flying his colors.”

Cass nodded. She knew that was true. But her pulse was still racing, and she didn’t know if she’d like the rest of what Melissa had to say.

“He did what he did on his own. It was an emotional response.” She tilted her head a fraction, hair blowing out to the side, blue gaze shrewd and too-knowing. “He really cares about you a lot.”

Inwardly, the statement filled Cass’s chest with warmth. It sent pleasant shivers down her arms and back. But it frightened her a little, too; cut too close to the bone of all that she’d been thinking and feeling lately. “If you say so.” She missed the mark on flippant. Her voice trembled at the edges.

Melissa wasn’t deterred. She was locked on, grave-faced, in full-on detective mode. “I don’t know Shep well,” she started.

“No,” Cass said. “You don’t.”

Melissa blinked, but otherwise took that statement in stride. “I have, though, learned a thing or two about the Lean Dogs in general in the last four years. Presidential orders are well and good, but if one of these guys thinks his woman is in danger, he’s going to do what he’s going to do, and he’ll deal with the fallout with Maverick afterward.”

“I’m not his woman,” Cass protested, but damn, it sounded good. Sent a thrill through her. 


It's been QUITE the busy week, so I'm behind on replies, emails, comments, etc. But I wanted to pop in and say THANK YOU, dear readers, for buying, supporting, and reading Beware of Dog, and leaving such lovely feedback. This book took much longer to publish than I anticipated, but I'm proud of it, and it wound up being tons of fun to write. So thank you, thank you 💖

If you haven't yet heard, book six in the Lean Dogs Legacy series is now available!


I'll post a full debriefing sometime next week. Until then, happy reading. 

Wednesday, July 16, 2025

Workshop Wednesday: Tension

 


Devin gazed at the phone a moment longer, then nodded to himself, blacked the screen, and slipped it back into his pocket. “Right then,” he said, face creased with smile lines. “Our girl wants us to get along. She wants me to treat you with kindness, so that’s what I intend to do.”

He stuck his hand out, and it was a friendly gesture, this time. “Hi. I’ve no idea what my real name is, if I ever had one, but I’ve been Devin Green for forty-some-odd years now. It’s suited well enough.”

Shep was still reeling from the text. Simple words, and a truth he’d already known, but hearing the way Cass had strung it all together for her father had left his sinuses stinging. He accepted the handshake. “Frank Shepherd. I’m gonna marry your daughter.”

Devin’s smile lines deepened. “Good. I think that’s what she wants.”

In case you missed it, Beware of Dog dropped on Saturday, and you can grab a copy here:




I won't do an official debriefing post until next week, so I can discuss spoilers, but the book inspired today's workshop post about narrative tension.

I can't write a story if I don't have a firm grasp on my characters. But the engine that drives any story is narrative tension. You can have the wildest, most creative plot in the world, but without tension, the narrative is going to fall flat, and turn out boring and forgettable. Tension can be high, it can set your teeth on edge and make you squirm while reading, but it can also be subtle and low stakes.

Obviously, there's tension present in the main conflict between the heroes and the villains. In Beware of Dog, that tension comes from Sig Blackmon and his family, and the people they hire to do their dirty work. 

But I wound up leaving quite a few scenes on the cutting room floor because they amounted to nothing but fluff, with zero tension present. I might end up putting them here on the blog, for anyone who likes the fluffy bits, but I felt like they detracted from the novel itself, which is chock full of tension.

There's the romantic/sexual tension between Cass and Shep, of course. Then there's the tension of their relationship being secret: both of them are worried about telling her family, and, to a lesser extent, Maverick and the rest of the Dogs. There's tension between Cass and her roommate, Jamie, who she's trying to help. And, some of my favorite not only in this book, but in the whole series, the tension between Devin and his kids, and amongst said kids themselves. 

In real life, tense relationships between family members are not fun. But if Devin and his brood were loving and well-adjusted, those family scenes would be boring on paper. In BoD, it's a low-stakes sort of tension. By this point, we know that Fox and Walsh love each other, but that tension between them makes their conversation on the clubhouse porch interesting, rather than a sap-fest. And for Shep, much like Mercy, he resents Devin's absence in Cass's life, and isn't shy about expressing his feelings on the matter. 


“Your boys have been giving me shit,” Shep said, “and now you’re gonna give me shit, and none of it’s gonna scare me off, so why don’t we cut it out already?”

Devin studied him a long, unblinking, eerie moment, then nodded, and the life flooded back into his expression. “Fair enough. But I’m still going to say my piece.” He shifted his weight, cocked a hip. Ready? Or relaxed? God knew. “Son—”

“Don’t call me son. I’m not your son, and I hate your f***ing guts.”

Devin’s brows twitched, but mildly, and not with anything like surprise. “That’s a bold statement.” His lips quirked. “I’ve not heard the old ‘hate your guts’ since the boys were in short pants.”

“I don’t believe that.”

“Smart. They’ve said it since.” He tilted his chin. “Them I understand. Why do you hate me, then, Francis?”


Not only does all of this interpersonal tension create a more interesting reading experience, but it also makes it much more rewarding when two characters finally come to an understanding. Just like trials and tribulations make a character's journey more satisfying, so too does a disagreement or a personality clash elevate a friendship when it finally forms.  

He doesn't have a ton of page time here, but I love Devin in BoD. I would say he's become one of my favorite characters to write, but he pretty much started out that way. Instead, let's say I'm thrilled to see so many readers express their affection for him, now that he's grown on them. 


Sunday, July 13, 2025

New Release: Beware of Dog

 


Now Available! 

Book Six in the Lean Dogs Legacy series, Beware of Dog, is now live across all my usual platforms.


The novel takes place after the events of Lord Have Mercy, though they're only referenced in passing, here; and after Raven's book, Nothing More. Raven and Toly have a new baby, and Cass is living in the dorms and still calling on Shep when she needs help. The novel steps away from the big, overarching storylines of the last few Dartmoor books, now that Abacus is done and dusted, and it's instead a more focused, romance-centered story. It features some of my favorite dialogue, lots of banter, some great sister bonding moments, and Shep's foul-mouthed brand of sincerity. 

I hope you'll enjoy it! If you do, a review would be wildly appreciated!

The blurb: 

As the youngest of ten half-siblings, Cassandra Green worries she’ll always been seen as the “baby” of the family, even though she’s about to turn twenty. Life as an art student in New York is peaceful, steady, and with the club at its most powerful and settled, Cass ventures deeper into civilian life, trying to carve a niche for herself among her fellow students. But when her roommate is assaulted, she turns to her assigned Lean Dog protector, Shep, for support.

When he was first placed on Raven Blake’s security detail almost three years ago, Shepherd wanted no part of looking after her teenage sister. Now, though, he’s finding any excuse to stay in Manhattan to keep an eye on Cass. When she lands in the crosshairs of a rich and influential family, he realizes his feelings aren’t just protective anymore.

Book Six in the Lean Dogs Legacy series takes place after Lean Dogs Legacy Book Five, 
Nothing More, and Dartmoor Series Book Ten, Lord Have Mercy.

Thursday, July 10, 2025

#ThrowbackThursday: What Might Have Been


 

When Cass checked, she saw Tenny gazing at him with tender fondness, and her chest warmed with the knowledge that things had turned out just as they were always meant to. 

Writing is just as much about knowing what not to say as it is knowing what to say. If I've done my job well, and the characters are distinct and "real" feeling, then logical choices present themselves with little fanfare. In the thick of writing a novel, dialogue feels natural; I know exactly what a character wouldn't say in a given situation. 

But before the writing starts, there's always options. Choices to be made about the course of a character's future. What I publish is always what felt right to me; what clicked seamlessly into place and made the most sense. But in the early stages, I often toy with other possibilities. 

I know I've mentioned before that when I wrote Prodigal Son, I originally flirted with the idea of Cass ending up with Reese. But of course, once I introduced Tenny, that plan changed. Toly saved her from a kidnapping in The Wild Charge, and though I never seriously considered pairing them up, there was a spark of possibility there - enough of one that I knew it wouldn't feel out of left field if, a few years later, the two of them wound up together. 

Cass kept skirting the edges of my imagination while I worked on Long Way Down and Nothing More. Her journey, her situation, was more like Ava's than any other leading lady's I'd worked with since Fearless, and I wanted to give her a chance to take the spotlight. But who should I pair her with?

That's the wrong question. It's not so much picking and choosing romances, as letting the inevitable unfold. All my early ideas felt forced, so I knew they weren't good. For a long while, throughout all of Nothing More, in fact, I contemplated sending Cass to Knoxville. The conflict of Beware of Dog was always going to happen, but in early iterations of the novel, it drove her out of state, to the safety of her brothers in Tennessee. There, she might have a fling with Evan. Or Lewis, the young farmer Aidan takes under his wing in Lord Have Mercy. I even considered coming up with a new character to serve as her love interest. For every novel, there's a flipside, a "what might have been." What if Tango and Ian had wound up together back in Loverboy? We'd be looking at a very different Dartmoor landscape right now. In the same vein, I knew that there was certainly a story there for Cass in Tennessee, and maybe even love. But no story takes place in a vacuum. Once you make those creative decisions, you have to stick with them, so you'd be better be sure of them. 

I didn't feel sure of anything regarding Cass until I considered Shep as her partner, and then everything fell into place. 

Their banter is some of my favorite in the whole series, and I'm truly in love with Shep's very in-character love confession. I had no idea when he first strode into Raven's office and introduced himself with sleazeball flirtation that he'd be perfect for Raven's little sister, but that's how it played out. That's how it works.

Even ten years on, I have those waffling moments where I debate the direction of the series, and its characters; but those ten years have taught me to wait patiently, and, eventually, the right course will make itself known. That's also one of the fun parts: the thrill of discovery within your own universe. 

Tuesday, July 8, 2025

#TeaserTuesday: In Love

 


To be crass, he wanted to sleep with her, yeah. But not because he was bored, or curious, or because she was convenient. She was nineteen, and very inconvenient considering her dad and brothers were trained assassins, and she was club family besides. Hooking up with her was not, could not be a one-time thing, not given his level of emotional investment, but it would cause the kind of scandal that fractured families and upended MCs.

He had the stupid, teenage butterflies, sure, the sweaty palms, but it was more than that. He wanted to watch terrible reality TV with her. Wanted to put food on her plate and watch her nod her approval when she ate what he’d made for her. Wanted to hear her deep-breathing on the neighboring pillow and know she was safe; that he could close his eyes, and drift off, and that he’d be between her and whatever terrible thing might kick down the door. Wanted her on the back of his bike. Wanted his name inked on her somewhere that others could see it, and know she was taken. He wanted her to be his. In every way that counted. And he damn sure didn’t want to have to drop her back off at her dorm, even if that was the best thing for her.

Damn. He guessed he loved her.

He knew he did. Of course.

But he guessed he was in love with her. 

 

Shep has honestly been a ton of fun to write. Cass, too, but I already knew that. I've been surprised by what a delight Shep is. 

Fingers crossed for this weekend, guys! 

Tuesday, June 10, 2025

#TeaserTuesday: BoD Coming Soon

 


As the youngest of ten half-siblings, Cassandra Green worries she’ll always been seen as the “baby” of the family, even though she’s about to turn twenty. Life as an art student in New York is peaceful, steady, and with the club at its most powerful and settled, Cass ventures deeper into civilian life, trying to carve a niche for herself among her fellow students. But when her roommate is assaulted, she turns to her assigned Lean Dog protector, Shep, for support.

When he was first placed on Raven Blake’s security detail almost three years ago, Shepherd wanted no part of looking after her teenage sister. Now, though, he’s finding any excuse to stay in Manhattan to keep an eye on Cass. When she lands in the crosshairs of a rich and influential family, he realizes his feelings aren’t just protective anymore.

Book Six in the Lean Dogs Legacy series takes place after Lean Dogs Legacy Book Five, Nothing More, and Dartmoor Series Book Ten, Lord Have Mercy


I finished writing Beware of Dog on Sunday! Pre-edits, it sits at 365 pages, and 127k words. Much more manageable than my last release, which shall remain nameless here. No sense reliving the shame. 

Right now, I'm doing a full read-through of it on the computer, and then it'll go off to my editor. Depending on how cooperative real life is, I'm thinking it'll be about two weeks until release day. 

This was a fun one to write. There's some high drama and some angst, yes, a little life-or-death action, because this involves the Lean Dogs, after all. But the romance manages to be lighthearted, and sweet, and spicy all at once. I'm excited to share Cass and Shep with you soon!

As I mentioned last week, this isn't a standalone. It can be read as one, maybe, but to be fully up to speed on who's who, you'll need to have read Long Way Down and Nothing More

Thursday, June 5, 2025

Throwback Thursday: Getting Ready for Beware of Dog



I know I mentioned this in a post a month or two ago, but I wanted to expand on it today for Throwback Thursday. I've had lots of questions on FB and Insta about the new book (I completed the big final action scene today and now it's denouement time!!), mostly asking about who Shep and Cass are, so I wanted to do a refresher here for anyone who might need it.

Who is Cass?

Cass is Cassandra Green, Raven's younger sister, and the youngest of Devin Green's ten children. We first meet her in Prodigal Son.

Of the nine half-siblings, Cassandra was the only one who boasted the last name Green. Cass had a theory that all of the nine women her father impregnated had at one point or other fashioned themselves "the one": the one who'd finally convinced Devin to settle down for good.

She's seventeen, and though we never meet her mother, it's obvious that Raven is the forceful, maternal figure in her life. Cass is kidnapped in this book and later rescued by Reese. In subsequent books, she moves to New York with Raven, and Raven's paying her tuition to art school. She's once again targeted by club enemies in The Wild Charge, and we see a lot of her in Raven's book, Nothing More. She's bubbly, and opinionated, and boasts Devin's determination. She loves the club, having grown up beneath its protection, and has always fostered crushes on Lean Dogs. Raven's been afraid all along that she'd "throw her life away" on a biker, but recognizes now how hypocritical that statement is. 


Who is Shep?

Shep is the sergeant at arms for the New York chapter, and we first meet him in Long Way Down, when Mav comes to talk to Pongo and Melissa at the club-owned apartment in Manhattan. 

“Hey, dipshit,” Shepherd barked, hiking a hip up to perch on the back of the couch. He flicked open a knife and started cleaning beneath his nails, unbothered. “If you’d shut up for a second, maybe he could explain it to you.”

Pongo shot him a glare, which, judging by Shepherd’s responding smirk, was ruined by the fact that he trembled faintly all over.

“Shep,” Maverick warned. 

Let's just say he doesn't make a stellar first impression here.

It turned out Toly made a damn good pasta sauce, if heavy on the garlic. “Vodka,” he said, when Pongo asked for the secret ingredient, to which Shepherd had snorted and said, “God, that’s fantastic.” Toly gave him a look so withering Shepherd should have been reduced to bones. Alas. 

 

In Nothing More, he's assigned to Raven and Cass as a security detail, and while he and Toly don't get along at this juncture, we catch background glimpses of his growing bond with Cass.

 

She steeled herself, and went back into the office – where Shep was seated at her desk, merrily eating a multigrain bagel, poppy and sesame seeds all over her blotter.

“Hey,” he called, as she heeled the door shut and felt her face pull tight with anger. “Do you got any real milk? This is some kinda soy shit or something, and it sucks,” he said of his coffee, peering down into the cup with a grimace.

The latch clicked into place.

“First of all, Shep,” she said, “let us establish some ground rules…”


“Uh…” Cassandra said, eyes comically wide as she glanced between Raven and her new shadow.

“Yes, Toly’s gone,” Raven said crisply. “This is Shepherd. He’s…a work in progress.”

“I can hear you, you know.” 


Shep twisted around in his seat, gaze turning eager as he glanced between them. “You like who now?”

“Not you,” Raven and Cass said together.


 Raven said, “Cassandra, maybe Greg would like to hear about the art exhibit you’re having after the New Year.” She traded a fast look with Shep, who stood against the wall, watching them with the intensity of a bouncer, and the subtlety of a chainsaw; he was never going to wear a suit like he was meant for it, no matter how finely it was tailored, but he was at least being quiet today, and she had to acknowledge progress, no matter how small.


United in their love of a good, fresh-smelling tree, Cass looped her arm through Shep’s and dragged him off toward the back of the lot, doubtless toward the more expensive trees. 

 

When Beware of Dog begins, Cass is about to turn twenty, and Shep has been her loyal protector for a while. Their vibe is very different from Mercy and Ava's, and Shep hasn't so much been assigned to her, but keeps finding reasons to stick around the city, and has become the person Cass depends upon most and calls when she's in trouble. 

One of the things I've always enjoyed about writing this series is the way it breathes and grows and shifts organically. I have Big Plans, and most of those pan out, carefully choreographed from the start; but there are also relationships that seem to form themselves as I go along. Often times, while writing one main romance, another starts developing in the background, and eventually demands to be told. That was the case here. 

Confession: I initially planned to pair Cass with Reese, hence him rescuing her in Prodigal Son. But that book is also where I first introduced Tenny, and in Lone Star, Reese and Tenny's contempt for one another, and all their similarities, quickly eclipsed any idea of writing a slow burn story in which Reese becomes more human and falls in love with Tenny's vivacious, already human sister. Cass would have been sweet to him, but Reese's issues are way outside her purview. He and Tenny are perfect together, and I wouldn't change that. And Shep, I discovered while writing Nothing More, is seen as insensitive and "an idiot" by his brothers in large part because, despite being a Dog, he has nothing and no one, and is badly in need of a little TLC. 

I've had such fun turning his and Cass's friendship into something more, and getting back into the age gap trope, where it all began. 

I suppose you can read this book as a standalone, but if you want to be best prepared, be sure to read Prodigal Son, Long Way Down, and Nothing More

Tuesday, June 3, 2025

#TeaserTuesday: Hammer Hand

 


If I can ever finish this book - I'm in the final stretch and determined to get the first draft done this week - then please know that our favorite monster does indeed make a cameo appearance. How can you talk about an age gap romance without the OG there to offer advice and sledgehammer services, after all? 

Tuesday, May 6, 2025

#TeaserTuesday: Daddy Issues

 



Literally any excuse to make these two bicker, and I'll take it. Despite all the lies he tells himself, Walsh and Fox BOTH love Devin the most, and have been the most hurt by him, they just handle that hurt in different ways. 


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Fox squeezed a lime wedge into his G&T and then dropped the whole thing into the drink with a little splash, so the liquid brimmed right at the edge. He ducked forward to suck the first half-inch off the top, then picked up his glass and eased back on his wicker bench. It irked Walsh to no end that the bastard could make any seat, no matter how sedate, look like the coolest possible place to sit.

“The thing is,” he said, lifting a forefinger off his glass to aim at Walsh, “not a one of us has a leg to stand on when it comes to telling her what to do with her love life.”

Walsh regarded his can of sparkling water with extreme regret. He’d spotted an unopened bottle of Grey Goose in the freezer earlier, and it was taking a not-small amount of willpower not to go and fetch it. He sipped his La Croix, grimaced, and said, “Do you think I don’t know that?” He didn’t want to have this conversation with Fox, but Fox was the only one he could have it with, so, here he sat on the back deck of the Albany house, watching Cass play beer pong with her fiancé.

Christ.

“It makes sense, if you think about it,” Fox continued, unbothered. “All of us have daddy issues—”

“Speak for yourself.”

“Oh no. You hate him worse than anyone. You have the most daddy issues.”

“Shut up. I’m leaving,” Walsh said, but didn’t move.

“Dad and I get along famously.”

“That’s because you have no soul.” And also, Walsh knew, because Fox was the one who actually loved the bastard. Loved him the most, anyway: Tenny was pretty damn attached at this point, and Cass, too, to a lesser extent. But like Raven, Walsh had watched her pull back over the years; had seen her carefully snip through some of those threads. All the little-girl love she’d once felt for Devin had been transformed and was now directed at Shepherd.

Speaking of…the beer pong game came to an end, and Shep reeled Cass in by both hands to kiss her like nobody was watching.

“Ooh,” Fox said, flatly. “We might have to kill him.”

“Yeah,” Walsh agreed.

Tuesday, April 29, 2025

#TeaserTuesday: Best Friend

 


87k words and going strong! I know how it all works out, so now it's just pushing through to the end. 

Outright rejection would be crushing.

But he didn’t reject her.

His throat jerked in a painful-looking way when he swallowed. Cass could hear the bone-dry click of it across the table. His eyes went very big, and very dark, and Cass realized, with a thrill, that this was the opposite of a dismissal. “Cassie,” he rasped. “Don’t—don’t ask me for that.”

She leaned forward in her chair. “Why not?”