Announcement: Stolen, a prequel to the “World of Rebellion” series by Bailie Hantam is AVAILABLE NOW


Ladies & Gentlemen,

I am tickled pink to announce that the first (actually the prequel) to one of my favorite PNR series is now available (see link above). “Stolen” is the prequel to “A World of Rebellion” series.

If you enjoy sweet romance mixed with some sexy fallen angels and add a dash of hot sex appeal…you will LOVE this series!

I had the pleasure of previewing the prequel, and the subsequent series, and trust me…rebellion has never looked so sexy.

Just a little author/reader confession…one of the characters, Lexi, is my girl crush! Hoping to convince @Bailie Hantam to work on a story where her Lexi and my Jasper (guardian angel) characters have some adventures together. 

Also, if you haven’t already, check out Bailie’s contemporary romance, “Breaking Her Defenses.” It’s sweet, it’s authentic, and it’s super-charged sexy.

Happy reading!!!!

Tribute Thursday

ThrowBack Thursday! Well, kind of a throwback but also a tribute.

This one is a little personal for me and will be for just about anyone who is an Auburn University alumni or sports fan.

The “Voice of Auburn”, Rod Bramblett, and his wife Paula were killed in a car accident this past Saturday night in Alabama. Rod was the voice of Auburn sports (football, men’s basketball and baseball). If you’re an Auburn fan you’d know his voice anywhere.

And if you’re like me, one of your favorite Rod moments was the Iron Bowl 2013 — the infamous “Kick Six”. It was the final play of the 78th Iron Bowl (the big rivalry game between Auburn and the University of Alabama). The game was played at Auburn’s Jordan-Hare Stadium.

Alabama was ranked #1 and was a 10-point favorite over the #4 ranked Auburn. The game was a nail-biter. For me personally, I was pacing the floor like a predatory tiger the entire game.

The game was tied at 28-28 with ONE second left in the 4th quarter. ONE second! Bama lined up for a 57 yard field goal. The game was either going to end there with a game-saving field goal or would go into overtime.

And I couldn’t even bear to watch. I didn’t see the real-time action. But I heard the Voice of Auburn loud and clear.

The kick was short. Auburn’s Chris Davis caught the ball in the end zone. Instead of kneeling to send the game into overtime, Chris ran. He ran across the entire field all the way to the opposite end zone and scored the winning touchdown. A 109 yard return! Game over 34-28. Auburn Wins the Iron Bowl!

Some would label it the single greatest moment in college football history. I know I sure do.

But it was Rod’s voice that still resonates in my head when I think of that game, that play. Rod’s excitement. His love for Auburn clear and true shone through.

His words will forever be remembered.

Click the link below and listen for yourselves.

Rest in Peace Rod and Paula! And thank you for the many wonderful memories.

War Eagle!

Thursday Teaser from Book 2 of the Greylyn the Guardian Angel series

I finally managed to accomplish some substantial edits yesterday on Book 2 (working title – Revelations) of the Greylyn the Guardian Angel series. On my FB page, I promised a teaser from the new work and I always fulfill my promises.


She took one look at his outstretched hand and shook her head. “Maybe we should part ways here. Not that I don’t appreciate the help back there, but I have some personal business to attend to.”

“But, actually it is my business too, love.” His eyes took on a softer expression, as he reached out to take her hand again. “Besides, there is no way I’m leaving now. Don’t you think we should discuss what just happened? With us?”

Reluctantly, she pulled her hand out of his grip before strolling over to a large rock to sit down. Every fiber of her being yearned to rest, to escape all of this. Not just the crushing weight of the prophecy. Not just the exhaustion from their recent ordeal with the vampires. She needed an escape from Kael. His very presence complicated everything.

No, she couldn’t deny she felt something for him back in the vampire’s hide-out. An invisible magnet pulled her closer to him, every molecule fighting to get to him, to touch him, to have him touch her. He filled her every thought. Her body craved to melt into him. It had all felt so perfect, so right.

It terrified her.

“I’m not sure there is anything to discuss, Kael.” Greylyn shifted uncomfortably on the rock. She had to weave a convincing lie. “We were in a very severe situation. We did what we had to get out of it.”

She reached over and picked up a thin stick off the ground. With the razer-sharp edge of her dagger, Greylyn whittled away at it. “Obviously, what we may have felt can’t be real. My guess is that the scent of the flowers from the Tree of Life caused hallucinations. How else would twenty-four hours have passed so quickly?” A poorly attempted laugh died, strangled in her own throat.

His voice thundered through the forest, scattering creatures through the underbrush and overhead in the tree tops. “I don’t believe that for a second, and neither do you,” Kael stalked over to where she sat and knelt in front of her. “We’ve fought each other, we’ve fought our innermost desires for each other for centuries. You had to know that at some point it would all come to the surface. It’s undeniable what we feel and I won’t let you belittle that.” His voice shook.

He reached to caress her face, still covered in soot from the fire. Greylyn steeled herself not to react. Her fingernails dug into her palms, but she felt no pain, only the yearning to succumb to his touch. Instead she conjured up a lie. “No. I can’t believe that.”



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Why Not Wednesday?

Is it really only Wednesday? This week is taking forever!

Is it because there’s a 3-day weekend ahead?

Is it because the kids start their end-of-year testing at school?

Is it because it’s almost summer and I have yet to plan our family vacation? 

Is it because random stuff has broken in the span of a few days and now there’s a lot more on the to-do list? (Seriously, a tree fell from our neighbor’s yard and smashed our fence; cord pulley keeping the dishwasher door from banging down snapped; same thing happened with my hubby’s car trunk – the hydraulic whatchamacallit broke; and we currently have someone powerwashing the house and fixing rotten wood around the gutters and painting the trim).

I do not have the answers, but I do know that Friday cannot come soon enough this week. So let’s lighten our burdens for the week since we are only halfway thru this mess.
That sparked a tune in my head so let’s get ourselves motivated to power thru with some jams.


Enjoy some music to motivate you through mid-week!

It’s Been Awhile

It’s not just a song by Staind from 2001, I believe. But just in case you like the song as much as I do, here it is.

My apologies to my friends for being radio silent lately. If you follow me on Facebook (and if you don’t, please do so or @KCFreemanAuthor), I mentioned a couple incidents involving emergency room visits and one hospital admittance. I’m on the road to recovery but am just now finding the energy to focus on my life’s work — writing urban fantasy and paranormal romance while caring for my beautiful large family of five kids, one hubby, one mostly cranky elderly mom, and one dog dedicated to the pursuit of killing me by tripping me on a daily basis on the stairs.

Excuses! Excuses! you may exclaim! Yeah, I know. Should’ve demanded my laptop in the hospital. I bet there would’ve been some fun stuff coming off my medicated-addled brain then.

In the spirit of amends, I’d like to offer you a sneak peek into Book 2 of the Greylyn the Guardian Angel series – working title “Revelation” but I’m open to suggestions. In Book 2, Greylyn finds herself trapped in a vampire den somewhere on the outskirts of Washington, DC.  But she’s not alone.


Smears of dull colors emerged behind Greylyn’s eyelids as she fought to open despite the agony throbbing behind them. Bile crept up her throat, a lingering effect of the inhaled chloroform. Forcing it down, she willed herself to focus, to block out the residual pain and nausea. A few calming breaths were followed by a dry hacking cough. Her nasal passages, throat, and eyes still burned. Desperate to rub at her eyes to quell the stinging, she tried to raise her hands to her face only to painfully realize they were trapped behind her back by iron chains.

The vampires had gotten the best of her. Just two vamps to be exact. Two!

How did I allow that to happen?

She prided herself on being better than that. Hell, she’d slaughtered dozens of the foul creatures at a time. Taken on entire packs of werewolves by herself. She’d even busted through a legion of assorted monsters with barely a scratch – okay, there had been more than a scratch but…she refused to think about that right now.

Obviously she hadn’t been at the top of her game in the club.

Gee, I wonder why?

Once again, she’d allowed Kael to mess things up for her. This time, a human would most likely pay the price for her weakness. Poor girl was probably already dead or undead. Couple more deep breaths to tamper down anger at herself for being so stupid, but it didn’t help.

Slowly, she pried her eyes open, blinking several times to clear her vision. Wasn’t anything to see. Just varying shades of black. The ground was hard and ice cold, like sitting on top of a glacier.

All was quiet as well, except for someone, who she couldn’t see, breathing softly. Definitely not the girl from the club though. She craned her neck to check out the other side of the room. Her muscles screamed in protest, unable to move the rest of her body due to heavy iron chains clamping her wrists together behind her back. She could make out no solid forms. But a familiar citrus and sandalwood scent pierced through the remnants of the chloroform.

“It’s about time you woke up.”


What the hell was he doing here?

Shaking her head to clear the remnants of chloroform-induced fog, Greylyn’s raspy voice squeaked out, “So dealing with bloodsuckers now, huh? Classy, Kael. Real classy.”

His response was a loud rattle of chains. “I despise those creeps as much as you do. I have never, and I repeat – never, lowered myself to work with vamps. Werewolves, yes. Shifters, yes. Zombies and ghouls, only if absolutely necessary. Even jinn if the price is right. But not vamps.”

Greylyn didn’t believe him for a second. Why else would he have been at the club earlier, and now in the room with her after she’d been captured? It was too convenient.

“They got me, too.” More clanging of chains against the hard ground. “I realized why you were at Dante’s Inferno with that jackass of a partner when I saw the vamps. When you went missing, well…it didn’t take too much pondering to figure out what happened. Went looking for you, followed your lovely jasmine perfume deep into the woods, and…” more chain rattling, “…here am I!”

“Stop the bullshit, Kael! What were you doing there if you weren’t there cheering on those leeches?”

“No bull, love. I was there…for you. Purely business though. It seems my boss doesn’t believe you’re making a lot of progress.” He paused. “Once we get out of here, you must explain to me how you – the squeaky clean kickass guardian angel – lowered herself to team up with such a notorious fallen archangel! Hell, Lucifer is a teddy bear compared to that guy.”

“My business with Olivier is none of your concern.”

Laughter was his reply. “Oh, honey. Everything you do is my concern.”

A metal against concrete scrapping sound bristled her eardrums. He added, “We can discuss business some other time. Right now, let’s figure out how to get out of here before we find out if guardians can also be turned into vamps. That’s not a hybrid creature I want to become or encounter.”


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Until next time, loves!


After Dark – Romance Anthology to be Released in 1 day!

Due to technical difficulties with my Facebook Author page today, I can’t post from there so I’m hoping my webpage can reach my readers and beyond because I am so excited about the release of the After Dark anthology tomorrow.

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In my story, Robin Hood is a sexy techie known as the Lone Wolf. He utilizes his hacking skills to take down corrupt politicians, but a determined FBI agent, a real lone wolf, is hot on his trail. But before the real bad guy can be apprehended, will their raging desires consume them both?

Two More Days until the Release of the After Dark romance anthology


The After Dark romance anthology comes out in 2 days!!!!! My story, Robin Hood: Prince of Hackers & Hearts, is a modern day re-imagined Robin Hood legend where our hero takes on corrupt politicians in the heart of the nation’s capital. But the lovely Maid Marion, now a hot-shot FBI agent and wolf shifter, is no damsel in distress. Who rescues who? Grab your copy of the anthology on April 21, 2019 to find out!