Sunday, August 2, 2015

Update for You All!

I'm working on a new website that will include a blog. I'll let you know when it's ready. I'm super excited about it. It's going to be much easier for me to have it all in one place.

In the meantime, don't forget to check out my books at Smashwords or Amazon. And yes, I have new books in the works.

Thanks for your patience.

Happy Summer!

Bekki Lynn

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Hello All

Thank you all for your patience and understanding.

I wanted everyone to know that bit-by-bit, I'm coming back. Woohoo!

I survived the cancer as well as chemo and am cancer free as I come up on the third anniversary. Other health issues continue to run my life, but on the good days, I now have the desire to dive into writing.

I've been spending my time with the family and doing little projects as energy allows. Thank goodness for machines. I'd never be able to embroidery or quilt without them. Some days my hands don't work at all. My granddaughters inspire me to push myself. If Skylar can fight for her life and overcome the obstacles she was dealt before and after birth, I can certainly find the strength to carry on and keep busy.

I'll never be as active as I once was nor make commitments as I never know when the good and bad days will happen. I'll be known as the 'Maybe Gal'.

I'm guessing there have been many changes in the publishing world and all the groups, so it's time to reeducate myself. :)

It feels good to write something positive for a change.

Hugs to you all!

Saturday, October 26, 2013

What's New!

I have a new Facebook Reader Page.Come on over and like to keep updated.


Bekki Lynn

Friday, June 29, 2012

Absentee Love Returns


Gail Green's world is turned upside down when an alleged mobster gives her an ultimatum, lose her newborn son or follow orders. When they are kidnapped, she has no idea which of the Galletti’s enemies is behind it. {mainstream/contemporary, non-erotic}


Ready to fight, she found Rico on the front porch and walked up to him, poking his chest. “You had us brought here!” she said with her voice raised a hair below yelling. “Do you know how frightened I was? How I feared we were a pawn in a war between your father and one of his adversaries?” She backed him up against the wall of the building. “How is what you’ve done different than him?”

“Kitten, if you’d—”

“No! Men came here with guns last night. They could have killed my son.”

He grabbed her shoulders. “Gail,—”

“No! Too late. Answers should have come months ago.”

“I couldn’t.”

“That’s crap!” She poked him harder.

Rico grabbed her head and planted his mouth on hers, ignoring her struggle to get away. She didn’t want to taste him, to let him melt her anger and bring back the heat. But he made her succumb all too easily. She slipped her hands up his chest and wound her arms around his neck, letting him bring their bodies closer.

He lifted her into his arms, mumbling, “Harriet, keep an ear for my son. We have talkin’ to do.” He took her down to the beach and planted her on a rock amongst bamboo and palm trees.

“Don’t think you can waltz in here and the last twelve months disappears.”

“I don’t.” He hung his head for several seconds, and then looked up at her, fatigue lacing his eyes. “Had I known, I could have done something.”

“Would it have really mattered? Or would it have been the fact that your father staked claim over something of yours?”

He raked his fingers through his hair as he turned toward the ocean, but not before she saw the flash of pain. Once, she thought she understood him and as much of the rift between him and his father as he’d told her, but she didn’t know him as well as she thought. And no longer wanted to, she had a life to return to and a son to raise.

 “Rico, I’m returning home and to my job; and give Enrico a normal life.”

ISBN 978-1-4580-4338-2   Purchase at: Smashwords, Amazon, Kobo, Sony, Barnes& Noble, Diesel, Apple

Have a wonderful day!


Shadow Love


Carla Kingston claimed to have been accosted by a ghost when she was seventeen years old. In confidence, she told her best friend, who dropped her like hot coals. Ten years later, Bobby Whitten returns with a change of heart, but can he handle watching her enjoy being made love to by a shadow of a person who was murdered more than a hundred years ago? [paranormal]


“Maybe. Zack, I have a strange feel about what's to come.”

“I told you, it’s the two of you together that is stirring them up,” Zack told her.

“You’re being redundant.”

“Stop sucking face and things will quiet.”

“Ha, ha.”

“What?” Bobby asked.

“Zack says they’re jealous and trying to get my attention, so we need to stop sucking face.” His eyes narrowed, and she found it amusing to watch him look around the place. “He can’t see us.” She tapped the headset. “Hearing.”

“Oh,” he said before a grin crept across his face.

“Zack, while the troops feel they need to gather, I’m going in to do some fishing.”

“Not a good idea. Too many.”

“I’ll be fine. They love me, you said so yourself.”

“Right now, it may not be unanimous if you get my drift.”

“Yeah, I get it.” It would definitely be worth it if her infatuated ghost was jealous enough to take things to a new level.

“I think it’d be interesting to take Bobby in the house with you and see what happens.”

She laughed. “You’re ornery.”

“Well, go have fun. I’ve got your back.”

“Appreciated. Switching to wireless.” She set the headset down and turned it off. “Remember what I said. Don’t interfere,” she reminded Bobby while putting on a wireless headset and attached the battery pack to the back of her jeans.

“What’re you doing?”

“My job. You can watch and listen, but you won’t be able to talk to me. Nor will I be able to hear you.” Flipping on the speaker nestled between the monitors near a receiver, she informed him, “Only Zack will be able to talk to me.” Carla pulled a jacket on, grabbed her kit, put the file of photos in it and turned at the door. “I’ll be back,” she said in the gruffest tone she could manage. He didn’t smile. She walked up to him and kissed him. “Relax.”

Carla left and crossed the street to enter the property. Her heart pounded against her chest cavity. She latched the gate behind her, took out her handheld thermal meter along with the K2 meter, turned them on and went up the walk to the porch steps and up to the front door. She shivered when she entered a cold spot. “I’ve entered coldness, fifty-one degrees.”

“Daybreak temps been steady at fifty-seven.”
“No visuals, but you,” Bobby added.

She pulled the keys from her pocket. “Going in.”

Have A Fantastic Day!


Sunday, June 24, 2012

Six Weeks Out

My hair is growing back. It's not quite a half inch long, but I can see it and feel it. It's soft, fuzzy. Everyone is excited about it. Right now it's either real blond or white. Blond I can handle, it's my natural color. White, I have a hairdresser on standby. My chin hair grew back pure white. I had it waxed this past week - my first experience with waxing.

While I have some unresolved issues and still undergoing tests, I feel better than ever. My energy is returning, the brain fog is gone. I'm not back to work yet - they're dragging their feet. Probably due to the limitations my doctor has given them. I've been out of work since last November.

And best of all, I'm writing again. I'm so excited about this. I have a four book series that I've been hoarding, because one of the books really isn't erotic. I've been revising and editing it. It feels so good to be at it again. So you can look forward to a military series unlike any other coming in the near future.

I have so many people supporting my fight with breast cancer that I can't begin to thank them all. I feel so lucky. My guys have been totally awesome. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be here to post right now. That's a fact.

So now, I'm trying to get back into the swing of things - posting excerpts, playing catchup with the writing world. I'm also helping with a benefit for us on August 4th. I have so much time on my hands that I can easily do price checks and gather information from the committee and keep them organized. My family and friends have been totally rockin'. There will be a silent auction, live auction, bucket auction, kids games, adult games, plant sale, vendors, entertainment, ice cream social, mafia cancer - which is a game I made up, food/beverages.

If anyone would like to donate items for the silent auction, contact me for a mailing address. One of our local newspapers is letting people drop off or send items to their office.

Have a happy 4th of July!