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Sexploration: The divine art of satisfying your lady bits, one man at a time. 

What else is there to do when your husband cheats on you, ending your marriage after ten years? It seemed like a perfectly good idea at the time. Merely a way for me to heal and find myself again. No harm, no foul.
Until I ended up in bed with my new roommate. 
August Brooks is impossibly attractive and annoyingly charming. The kind of guy who turns women into gushing idiots. Myself included. 
But he’s also my brother’s best friend and twelve years my junior. 
He agreed to be my wingman and help me get my little expedition underway. But the next thing I know, he’s making my body feel things I didn’t even think it was capable of. 
There’s only one way I see this ending—badly.

🎭 RomCom
💋 Reverse Age Gap
😏 Brother’s Best Friend 
🌶 Spicy 

Series Cover Reveal

The wait is FINALLY over. The In This Moment series got a full makeover-new covers, new blurbs, new edits, and two even got new titles. This has been a year in the making, and I can’t wait to release these back into the world.

After tragedy turned Elizabeth Shea’s world upside down, she was lost—unable to let go of the past and unwilling to face the future.

Until she meets a handsome stranger, and their unlikely friendship breathes new life into her. He’s the last thing she expected, but exactly what she needs.  

Since a near fatal night, Brenden Scott has been living in the moment. He doesn’t do relationships or believe in love. 

Yet he’s instantly drawn to Elizabeth. He knows pursuing her is a bad idea, but she heals parts of him he didn’t even realize were broken. 

When emotions get involved and lines start to blur, they find themselves standing at a crossroad.  

Brenden wants something more than Elizabeth can give. 

After all, you can only have one love of your life— 

And she already lost hers.

When Julianna Stevens found her husband in bed with another woman, she felt defeated—leaving him meant moving back to her hometown and facing the demons she ran from for ten years. 

Until she lands a dream job, working for an old crush. He’s the one person who could heal her wounded heart, but she’s not ready to let him in. 

Eric Winston fell apart after Julianna left town. It took years for him to put the pieces of his life back together. 

He was determined to keep her at a distance. Julianna’s return could shatter his world again, but he couldn’t turn his back on her. 

It doesn’t take long for feelings to resurface, giving them a second chance at happily ever after. But the shadows of their past could jeopardize everything.

They’re both harboring secrets. 

And the truth could either destroy them—Or set them free. 

After Lori Stevens was assaulted by her mentor at eighteen, she became closed off—keeping everyone at arm’s length and her secrets safely tucked away. 

Until a cruel twist of fate brings a failed one-night stand back into her life. He’s gained her trust, but she’s still afraid of falling for him. 

Spencer Duncan isn’t a stranger to tragedy. But that’s never stopped him from searching for his fairytale. Although he’s finally dating the perfect girl, his heart wants someone else. 

Lori is all wrong for him. They couldn’t be more opposite. But everything feels right when he’s with her. 

Even as their friendship blooms into something more, she continues to push him away. 

Spencer refuses to give up on her.

But Lori may never feel worthy of his love—Not when she’s still clinging to the pain of her past.

When Catelyn Shea’s first love walks back into her life, she’s conflicted—torn between her heart and head. 

Until they spend a forbidden night together. She’s always played by the rules, but he makes her want to break them all.  

Lawrence Grier was never supposed to fall in love with Catelyn. He’s spent years trying to let her go—wishing he could turn back time.

When tragedy brings them back together, all those buried feelings quickly resurface. 

Fate has given him another chance, and this time, he’s not holding back. No matter the cost. 

Once he wagers his heart, it begins to seem as if history is repeating itself. 

Catelyn is questioning how big of a price she’s prepared to pay.

But Lawrence is willing to risk it all for love—Even if that means being a little selfish.

The Princess and The Jester is LIVE!

Title: The Princess and the Jester
Series: Westbrook Three #3
Author: A.D. McCammon
Genre: YA/NA Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 16, 2020

Cole Masterson is an imposter.
Fake. Phony. Liar.
And, once upon a time, he was mine. He’s the fearsome jester of Westbrook High, and I’m the spoiled princess.

They don’t know the real Cole—not the way I did. He’s been a stranger to me for years, pretending to be one of them. And I’m desperate for him to see me again.

Until he moved in down the hall. Now, there’s no escaping his hungry emerald gaze or wickedly sexy smile.

Gwendolyn Rhodes is one of the rich elite.
Privileged. Entitled. Pampered.
She’s out of my league. No matter what I do to fit in, they’ll always see me as the housekeeper’s son. I’ve tried to forget about her—to move on with my life.

But I let her games pull me back in. All bets were off the second I got too close to her.

She’s been messing with my head, but I’ve changed the rules.
She didn’t plan to wager her heart.
But I’m playing for keeps.

A shadowy figure on the top of my mattress catches my eye as I enter my room, and my stomach does a free fall. I freeze, but the fear strangling my throat keeps my scream from escaping.

The shape moves and there’s a click before my lamp lights the room. My lashes flutter as my eyes adjust, my panic increasing once I finally get a good look at what or who is on my bed.

“Welcome home, Princess.”

He looks very comfortable, all sprawled out with his arms folded behind his head and feet crossed. The buttons on his shirt are undone, putting his bare chest and abdomen on display. His sandy blond hair is disheveled in a way that makes him look insanely gorgeous. The jeans he’s wearing rest low on his hips, the top band of his Calvin Klein boxers peeking out. 

The image is much like the ones I’ve imagined countless times before, and for a brief moment I wonder if this is all a dream. Until I notice the sparkle of mischief in his emerald eyes as his lips curl into a villainous grin.

This is no dream, it’s a nightmare.

Oh god. He knows it was me.

Icy panic floods my veins, my mind scrambling for a plausible excuse or explanation for what I’ve done. I merely wanted to talk to him. Not the exchange of blows that seems to be our normal form of communication these days. A real conversation. Yes, it was deceptive. But it’s not like I intentionally tricked him.

“Cole?” Terror is palpable in my voice, and I clear my throat, feigning a calm indifference to his presence as I continue. “What the hell are you doing in my house?”

“Technically, this is our house.” The cavalier response holds a sinister tone, warning me of his cruel intentions.

My limbs begin to tremble, fighting off the chill of my fright. “You haven’t lived here for two years, Cole.”

It feels more like a lifetime; the nearly ten years we shared here nothing more than fading memories I’m desperately clinging to.

I try to recall the last time we were in my bedroom together. Had we laughed? Did he hold me? Tell me he loved me? Had I said it back?

But the only memory I can grasp is the very one I’d like to forget forever. The night I made him believe I didn’t want him. The one that changed him. When I lost his love and earned his hate.

“A crushed soul and broken heart are no good to me.”

“True.” He stretches like a cat lazing about and sits up, locking his hard glare onto me as he places his feet on the floor. “And I know you’ve been so torn up over it. But the good news is I’m back. All moved in right down the hall.”

He stands, and I instinctively scoot back as my head shakes in protest. “You’re lying. I talked to my mom this morning. She didn’t say anything about you living here.”

“Yeah…I asked Nina and Mark to let me surprise you.” His dark chuckle keeps me rooted while he moves closer, the heat of his body blanketing over my exposed skin as he invades my space. “Surprise.

His proximity makes me acutely aware that the only thing covering me is a small floral towel, and I cross my arms over my chest. “Get out of my room.”

He snorts at my feeble attempt to sound stern. “No need to be modest on my account. I rather enjoyed your little striptease when you came in.” My veins heat with embarrassment, and Cole’s lips spread wide as he reaches out to brush his thumb over my reddening cheek. “Don’t be shy. It’s not like I haven’t seen it all before, Princess. In fact, there isn’t a single inch of this luscious body of yours I haven’t touched or tasted.”

My eyelids fall as his fingertips run down my neck, across my collarbone, and over my shoulder. It’s been so long since I’ve felt his touch, and I revel in it. Once upon a time, he was mine—my everything.

When I open my eyes again, the resentment and malice in Cole’s gaze is gone. They’ve been replaced with a swirl of lust and sadness, his brow stiff with contemplation. The air in my lungs stills as he leans in like he’s about to kiss me, but his lips bypass mine and land on my temple instead.

“Playing with you is going to be so much fun,” he whispers in my ear.

There’s a wickedly sexy grin on his face as he backs away, his eyes hungrily roaming over me. Then he turns on his heel and strolls out of my room, his laughter echoing through the hallway.


The Princess and The Jester

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👑 Blurb 👑

Cole Masterson is an imposter.
Fake. Phony. Liar. 
And, once upon a time, he was mine. He’s the fearsome jester of Westbrook High, and I’m the spoiled princess. 

They don’t know the real Cole—not the way I did. He’s been a stranger to me for years, pretending to be one of them. And I’m desperate for him to see me again. 

Until he moved in down the hall. Now, there’s no escaping his hungry emerald gaze or wickedly sexy smile. 

Gwendolyn Rhodes is one of the rich elite. 
Privileged. Entitled. Pampered. 
She’s out of my league. 
No matter what I do to fit in, they’ll always see me as the housekeeper’s son. I’ve tried to forget about her—to move on with my life. 

But I let her games pull me back in. All bets were off the second I got too close to her. 

She’s been messing with my head, but I’ve changed the rules. 
She didn’t plan to wager her heart.
But I’m playing for keeps.

The Bad Girl is live!


I can’t wait for everyone to read book 2 in the Westbrook Three series! Arwen is a firecracker, and Aidan is the perfect swoon worthy book boyfriend. You can get it FREE with Kindle unlimited!




My pulse races when she begins to walk toward me, her lips spreading into a wicked grin, like a predator stalking down her prey. I turn to my locker, fumbling with the lock as I rush to get it open. By the time I throw my book inside, she’s at my back.

“Violet is with Thatcher now. Which I’m sure you’ve already heard. And he would not appreciate you eyeball fucking her.”

I sigh, slamming my locker as I turn to face her. “She’s not who I was focused on.”

I’m not sure why I’m baiting her again. For years, I was so hurt that I let her say and do whatever without putting up much of a fight. But it feels like something has shifted between us. I noticed that night at Sal’s and again at the benefit.

Arwen seems thrown by the pushback, her eyes flaring and pink tinting her cheeks. She lets out a hissing breath and leans in, planting her hands on either side of my head. “It sounds like you’re saying the hunger in your stare was for me, but that can’t be right. I know you’re not that stupid.”

My laughter causes her mask to slip again, her features softening with amused curiosity. “It’s not my intelligence in question here, it’s my sanity. You make me fucking crazy, Star.”

She jolts back, standing straight again as her arms fall to her side. “Stop calling me that.”

Star was the nickname I gave her right after we became friends. Until a couple of weeks ago, I hadn’t called her that since she broke my heart. It wasn’t intentional when I called her Star at Sal’s, but hearing it again definitely had an impact on her. There was a sadness and remorse in her eyes that I’d never seen before.

“Why?” I challenge. “Does it make you uncomfortable? Do you not like being reminded that we were friends once? That I cared for you?”

“Let it go, Shaw. Move on. It’s never going to happen.”

“No?” I grin, lovingly brushing her hair away from her face. “Your kiss told a different story.”

Arwen’s eyes darken as a storm brews inside of her, and there’s no shelter in sight. “You clearly misinterpreted the message.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I probably just need to hear it again.”

She grits her teeth at me when I laugh. “If you want me to make you bleed again, all you have to do is ask.”

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𝗔𝗿𝘄𝗲𝗻 𝗦𝘂𝗹𝗹𝘆𝘃𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗲.

𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀. 𝗖𝗼𝗹𝗱. 𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗰𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴.

𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗜 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱. 𝗦𝗵𝗲’𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜’𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝗼𝘆.


𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀, 𝘀𝗵𝗲’𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲. 𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗜’𝗱 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗔𝗻𝗱, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝗼𝗹, 𝗜 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿. 


𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗮 𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝘂𝗺𝗽 𝗹𝗶𝗽𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝘀𝘄𝗶𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀. 


𝗔𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗻 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝘄 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲.

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗚𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗼𝘂𝘀. 𝗡𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗲. 

𝗛𝗲’𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗲. 𝗜’𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀.

𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗽𝗶𝗱 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲—𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻—𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗮 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲.   

𝗛𝗲’𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁. 

𝗛𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗺𝗲. 

𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻’𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱. 

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The Bad Girl



😈The Bad Girl😈

Arwen Sullyvan is a real nightmare.
Callous. Cold. Calculating.
And the first girl I ever loved. She’s the bad girl of Westbrook high, and I’m their precious golden boy.

For years, she’s delighted in punishing me. All because I’d fallen for her. And, like a fool, I still want her.

Then a drunken confession slipped through those plump lips, and I saw fear swirling in her stormy eyes.

Aidan Shaw is the bane of my existence.
Charming. Gorgeous. Noble.
He’s everything I never knew I wanted, and it scares the hell out of me. I’ve tried to keep my distance and bury those feelings.

But one stupid mistake—one moment of weakness in the face of temptation—was all it took to turn our flame into a fire.

He’s intent on loving me, but not even his golden touch can change my black heart.
He thinks he can break me.
But a savage can’t be tamed.


😈 Coming soonish – it was my goal to have The Bad Girl to you by the end of May. Then the world went haywire. I’m working to get this to you as soon as I can and will keep you updated. Thanks for understanding. I can’t wait to share Arwen’s story with all of you!

When the Saint Falls is LIVE!

Orange bannerWhen the Saint Falls went live one week ago, and it’s been my best release to date. Violet and Thatcher were even the #1 New Release in Teen & Young Adult Coming of Age! Thank you to everyone who shared, purchased, and/or reviewed!


PURCHASE HERE Be bad with me


Thatcher Michaelson is a bully.
Arrogant. Cruel. Ruthless.
And the most attractive guy I’ve ever laid eyes on. He’s the rebel of Westbrook high, and I’m merely the annoying goody two-shoes he dubbed the saint.

There must be something wrong with me. After nearly two years of dirty looks and constant humiliation, I’m still crushing on the guy who hated me on sight.

Then he kissed me and instead of the ice-cold gaze I was accustomed to, I saw passion burning behind his dark molten eyes.

Violet St. James doesn’t belong in my world. Good. Kind. Pure.
She’s everything I’m not. She doesn’t just look like an angel, she is one. And I’ve fought every impulse to make her mine.

But all my efforts went up in flames the second I tasted her sweet lips. My inability to stay away has changed everything.

She’s determined to break down all my walls, but my little saint doesn’t understand the consequences of her actions.
She tells me she’s not afraid of the fall.
But she should be.