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.”

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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!


Thursday, May 17, 2012

Whew - that's over!

I've finished chemo and working on ridding myself of the side effects so I can get back to work. I'm so tired of my own company and not being able to do a whole of lot. To celebrate my last chemo we went out for steak dinners, then did the Race for the Cure. I actually did the entire mile without much trouble however I did sleep the rest of the day.

It's been seven months since I was diagnosed with TNBC and I've done everything asked and expected of me, but actually deal with it. They say the day will come and it will hit me hard, but honestly it feels like it's all a dream...a nightmare. I see that I don't have breasts and I shut down the feeling of loss just as fast as it comes. I don't want to miss them, I don't want to grieve at the loss. I have so much freedom now. I can wear shirts without offending anyone with the braless look; I can walk around my house topless. My sons simply say 'that's just too wierd', but they are all right with it.

Next Monday I say goodbye to my research team and see my oncologist who will be fresh from her second vacation since I began chemo. I understand I'll be seeing her every three months for the next year. So much better than every two weeks. We still have to work out what to do about my the groin lumps so for me that's the main topic to cover when I see her. Sonogram says inflamed lymph nodes, petscan says cancer, biopsy says no cancer, and the culture says no infection. I want them removed and tested, but most importantly they are hindering my ability to drive and take long walks.

Today I received a letter from the DMV giving me the chance to renew my license by mail or online unless I have changes that need to be made or conditions that affect my ability to drive safely. The groin lumps prevent me from driving safely as I drive a stick - my leg tends to go numb after a bit. Drama - I hate drama.

Speaking of drama. Yesterday I was present when we learned what my grandbaby is. While the tech was checking out all the organs and things, the baby was very active. After a few minutes the right hand rested on the baby's forehead and I said, "oh, the drama". Me and mom-to-be laughed. We both had a feeling all along that it was a girl and about ten minutes later it was confirmed - I'm going to have a granddaughter. Her name is Karilynn Nicole. Karilynn is from her grandmothers. Kind of disappointed it wasn't a boy, because they were going to name him after a friend of there's who recently passed away due to cancer. Anyways, we went baby shopping right after the apointment. Karilynn has her first doll and some cute oneises - one is pink camou. We'll go to Bass Pro and get the green camou.

Ah! There is so much to catch up on, update and so forth. I've started with this site, next I'll do the website. In the next two or three weeks, I expect my energry level to increase. I can't wait. There is so much I want to do.

On June 30th, my friends and family are having a benefit to help us pay for medical bills and make up for a loss of income. It's been a bit tight around here, but we've been blessed for the helping hands of people, some we don't know, and my husband's church. Both the American Cancer Society and the Susan Komen treatment center have helped with grocery and gas cards. It's all been a blessing, but my point is that if anyone would like to donate to a basket I would be honored to put it together with your names on it for a silent auction. They're doing a live, silent, and bucket auction.

Ok, before I tell you all about our new cat and bunny, I'll give your eyes a rest.

Have a wonderful weekend!