My new release: Ruck Me

As a romance author under the pen name Cd Brennan, I have a new release out today!

Ruck Me: A Play On series short is available now on AMAZON

Only 99cents or FREE with Kindle Unlimited.


Dependable and hard-working Dave Marsden is the loose-head prop for the Traverse City Blues. A big man with an even bigger heart, Dave doesn’t let the other players’ ribbing bother him about owning the premier flower shop in town. In fact, little in life bothers him…that is until his world collides with Sierra Richards, a teammate’s sister.

Now Dave is questioning everything. Thanks to their fierce physical attraction, his world has gone askew. Could a sexy siren like Sierra really fall in love with a big oaf like him? Sierra challenges Dick’s concept of normal with her slightly criminal attitude. With her computer hacking skills, she constantly pushes the boundaries of the law. And when Sierra’s hacking finally catches up to her, will Dave rescue her from her own misdeeds?

Because there is a right and there is a wrong, right?

Chapter 1

The large wipers swished back and forth across the bus windshield, clunk clunk, hitting the outside edges of the windows with each pass. April 25th and the sky had opened up with a snow-rain mix. Big, wet flakes splatted the windows.

At least they were going to a warmer place for the tournament. All the way down to Nashville, Tennessee for this year’s Nash Bash. Just under eleven hours, and the Traverse City Blues RFC would arrive to sunshine and rugby. A perfect long weekend in Dave Marsden’s book.

Both the men’s and women’s teams, and partners of some, were loading their gear and luggage underneath the bus and then climbing on board. The bus lurched back and forth with the weight of the bags, the rocking motion familiar and comforting somehow to Dave.

The recent introduction of the Lady Blues team with the RFC was good. All good. Just made things a bit crowded on the bus, so Dave had started to ride up front where it was quieter. Usually he sat across from Irish and Gillian, but Irish was gone playing qualification matches for the next World Cup with the Eagles. Lucky bastard. And Gill was now sitting with some of the girls from the Lady Blues team.

Rory was his usual bus buddy, but now Rory sat with his new girl, Grace, also playing with the women’s team. That was cool. More room for him to spread out. Surprisingly, their bus driver, Joe, had music playing tonight over the speakers. Not surprisingly for northern Michigan, it was country, which wasn’t a favorite of Dave’s.

They had about six hours before their first stop, so Dave got out his travel pillow, iPad, and earphones and had just stretched out over one of the front seats when assistant coach, Shaun, came on board and handed Dave a clipboard. “Can you do me a favor and check to make sure we  got everyone?”

Shaun and Coach always followed the bus in Coach’s SUV to carry the extra equipment. That also gave them a vehicle wherever they were going. It also made Dave a bit jealous for the quiet they would get.

Shaun clapped Joe on the shoulder but barely got a response from the burly bus driver. “Just let Joe know when everyone is here. Any extra passengers note at the bottom.”

Without an affirmation from Dave, Shaun skipped down the steps and was gone out the door. Okay then.

He lurched from his seat and made his way down the aisle to the back, working around bodies and gear bags. Some feet were propped up on beer cases like foot rests. Dave leaned around Mitch, who was organizing his stuff in the middle of the aisle, and checked off those already on the bus.

Jake, inside center, very last seat on the bus, headphones already on, a scowl on his face. Check.

TJ, openside flanker, and his girlfriend. Check.

Young Jimmy, tighthead prop. Check.

Champ, the Blues number eight, and his wife. Check.

Kevin, nickname of Keys, fly-half. Check.

Then a large group of Lady Blues: Brittany, Claire, Jordyn, Hillary. Lots of checks.

Gill and Junette. Double check.

Rory and Grace. Double check.

Shano was gone with Irish to the Eagles. New guy Bryce. Check.

Josh and Austin with another gaggle of Lady Blues. Check.

He marked Mitch and his girlfriend as he retraced his steps to the front and then plopped down in his seat behind the driver to wait for the rest. A half dozen more came on board, which Dave noted carefully. Then Damian, or Mouth as everyone called him, came on board with his usual noise and exuberance. “Blues, Blues, Blues,” he chanted, his fist up in the air.

Some responded back, but when he swore at Mitch who was in his way and knocked him upside the head, it stopped the comraderie dead in its tracks. What an asshole. But he was Asshole #2, the second of the Blues’ wings. Dick was Asshole #1, and with Mouth on board, that meant Dick would be coming any moment now…

Yep, the alpha asshole boarded the bus two steps at a time and then stood at the front of the bus, arms raised, and roared like a berserker. As spittle flew from Dick’s mouth, Dave flinched and reared back. Man, that guy had issues. Always seeking attention, always getting into trouble and fights, making fun of others as if he was a bully at school.

Dick did some sort of grind dance, humping some imaginary chick while swatting her ass. Class. Dave shook his head and ticked both assholes off the list. That only left the captain, Del, they were waiting on, and since Dave now was his roomie at the Blues house in town while the old farmhouse he bought was being renovated, he knew Del had left before him to make the bus. So was most likely talking shop with Coach. As captain, he took the Blues seriously, thank God.

Except, who was this?

A beautiful woman stepped up behind Dick and gave him a shove so he stumbled as he twerked. Dave chuckled. Dick righted himself but didn’t move on. She rolled her eyes and waited.

Holy shit. How did Dick get someone like that?

Platinum hair in a bob with a severe angle down to her chin. Her hair glistened with the falling snow. She wore bright red lipstick but very little black on her eyes. She was striking, but looked about as natural in the Blues bus of athletes as a wolverine in the desert. Yeah, that’s what she reminded him of—feisty. Like she could take down Dick with a look. But it still didn’t answer the question—what the hell was she doing with him?

She stood there, a bored expression on her face as Dick gyrated up the aisle to the sound of some twangy chorus. She had on a snug, tan leather jacket with a furred hood, black skinny jeans, and black boots. The hem of her coat hit the curve of her bottom. And what an ass it was. Hoo. Dave took a deep breath and glanced away to gain his composure before he stepped up behind her. “Excuse me?”

She didn’t turn around as she waited behind Dick to settle his backpack under his seat, taking ages longer than it should because he was too busy making jokes and acting the bollocks, as Irish would say, for the other lads.

“Excuse me,” Dave said again.

Still she didn’t turn around. He tapped her on the shoulder. This time, when she did turn, her brows were furrowed over her light blue eyes, almost a gray. “You’re not on the list,” he said to her.

She sneered. “What do you want, big fella?”

“I—” He wanted her. That was what. Everything from her posture to her attitude, from her unnatural color of hair to the red of her lips, everything in her design intrigued him. He opened his mouth, but no words, he was so struck dumb by an immediate infatuation with a woman he’d seen for a minute. His heart was racing, his throat tight.

When he didn’t finish his reply, she pointed with her finger. “I’m with Dick.”

Dave held in a laugh so it sprung out his nose as a snort. Someone so beautiful…so striking…with the Dickmeister? Incomprehensible but, obviously, it was true. “That’s cool. I just need to include your name on the bus roster so we can keep track of everyone traveling with the club.”

At that, she turned to face him and hitched her elbows out to the sides to rest them on the seat backs. “No one needs to keep track of me. I’m an adult.”

Right. “I can see that. I just need a name.” He looked past her to Dick for some help but he was already gabbing with Mouth in the seat behind him.

“We ready to go?” the bus driver yelled.

“One minute,” Dave shouted back.

She tapped his clipboard. “You can call me Cherry.” She puckered, blew him a kiss, and then turned her back on him.

Damn. Straight up spicy hellion. What the hell did she see in Dick? When she got to the Blues’ wing, she nudged him, and without a word to her, still talking a mile a minute to Mouth, Dick let her through to sit by the window.

She set her oversize leather bag on her lap and stared outside. Dave followed her gaze, but there wasn’t much there. It was early evening in the parking lot of Meijers supermarket on a Thursday, cars and people coming in and out.

Dave marked a +1 next to Dick’s name. He wouldn’t forget her when he took attendance when they stopped.

There was a buzz of anticipation building in the bus as they got closer to leaving. They would travel through the night, stopping only once for a late fuel and grab some food. Yet Cherry girl didn’t seem excited at all.

Just then, Del stepped up into the bus. Dave let him pass, and he walked to the third row and stopped right next to Dick. Strategic that was. Del was a smart man. And over the last six months since he’d been living with Del in the Blues House, he’d come to admire the man even more.

“Listen up,” Del roared over the noise.

Dave tapped Joe on the shoulder and asked him to turn down the music a minute. As the noise settled, Del continued, “We have a big tournament day tomorrow so no drinking tonight. And what is my general rule?” He didn’t let them answer. “No sex before a game.” A collective groan went up. Del raised his hand. “That is for the men’s team. I can’t speak for Rory and the Lady Blues.”

“Same,” Rory stated. Didn’t even raise his voice, but by that time Del had commanded everyone’s attention, just like he always did. The charismatic captain of the Blues from New Zealand had something about him that made folk want to listen. And listen good. Even Dickmeister was now staring up at Del with more than admiration in his eyes. A bit of jealousy there, for sure.

Dave stole a glance at Cherry girl, who was looking right at him. Dave jerked his head back to Del, heat moving up his neck into his face. He heard her chuckle but didn’t dare look again. She was probably thinking why a big oaf like him was looking at a woman like her.

I hope you enjoy!!


Also, the first two full-length novels in the Play on Series are on sale for a week. In Touch and In Time are only 99 cents until next Friday!

ALL BOOKS 99cents

Sub call Carina Press – Cowboy up!


Submit your novella to our cowboy romance anthology!

Carina Press is pleased to announce a call for contemporary cowboy romances publishing both individually as novellas and as an anthology. Please see below for specific information on what we’re seeking, closing dates and submission guidelines.

The novellas should be from 25,000 to 40,000 words each and will be digitally published both individually and as a collection. We’re accepting submissions of new material only; nothing that has been previously published (including self-published) for this particular call, please!

Description/story focus:

We’re in love with cowboys: they’re rugged, they’re sweet, they’re daring, and they look damn good in a pair of blue jeans. We want to publish a range of Western romances that showcase everything we love about cowboys. Novellas should have contemporary Western settings that are key to the story, conflict or character development.

Stories should stand alone, though they can be part of existing series, should contain a satisfying romance as part of the central plot and storyline, and should conclude with an HEA or HFN. Heat level can be from sweet to the erotic, as long as the focus is on the romance. Make us sigh, make us swoon, charm us right out of our boots!

Submission link:

Closing date: May 21, 2017 (all submissions due by 11:59pm Eastern on this date)

Decision made by: June 20, 2017

To submit:

  • Complete* manuscript in .doc, .docx or .rtf
  • Query letter containing a 2 paragraph description of the novella story, as well as introducing yourself as a writer.

*While Carina Press generally only accepts submissions of full, completed manuscripts, if you have previously published with Carina or another digital/traditional publisher, or if you have independently published multiple books with a solid positive rating history, please query us at about submitting a proposal. If we agree to look at a proposal in place of a full manuscript, the editorial team reserves the right to request a full manuscript prior to making a final decision, and all full manuscripts for accepted novellas would be due to editor 6 weeks after the close of anthology call.


Are same sex pairings permitted? Yes, we’ll absolutely consider same sex pairings or multiples in this anthology.

What’s the word count for this call? The word count is 25k-40k words.

What if I write more than 40k words or less than 25k? We’ll consider novellas that are within a few thousand words on either side (I know, we’re so strict) but if you write a lot longer, never fear, we’re acquiring longer books in this same genre outside the anthology call! If you write shorter, we hope you can add more plot, story, characterization to bring it up to 25k!

If I submit on proposal, when is the full manuscript due if my manuscript is accepted? Approximately 6 weeks after the anthology close date for each individual anthology.

Do I need to have a synopsis? A synopsis is not required for this particular call, but if you have one, please include it! In the event that we acquire your novella, we will ask for one at that point. What we do require is a two paragraph description of the novella story, to be included in your query letter.

When will the anthology and novellas be published? They will be released simultaneously in January 2018.

If I’m a returning author, should I submit to you or to my editor? Submit via the unique Submittable link for this anthology, please.

How do royalties work? These will publish individually as novellas, in which case you’ll get the full, individual royalties for your novella sales. They also publish as anthologies, for which you split the same royalty structure with the other authors–for the sale of the full anthology eBook only.

For questions about this call for submissions, please email us at

For more information about Carina Press, and to read our submission guidelines, please visit

*Permission to forward granted*

Release Day – In Time

Yes, I’m first and foremost an editor. But I’m also an author, and today is a big day for me!

Release day for IN TIME, Book 2 of Play On. Yay! I get so excited on release day. (I don’t release often, but I know the buzz authors get) Only #99cents for a limited time. And as a special treat In Touch, Book 1, is #free today!

Wanna ruck? Go get yourself a sexy rugby player!  AMAZON


Hot. Intense. Relentless.

Rory Cameron is all about rugby. He’s been playing since he was a wee bairn in Edinburgh. By now, he should be a powerhouse with his single-minded dedication to the Traverse City Blues Rugby Club. But something is missing. With his dad breathing down his neck to make a big club, the last thing he needs is a sassy country girl distracting him.

Grace making the men’s team? Improbable. Rory coaching a women’s rugby team? Unbelievable. Falling for the girl? Absolutely.

Grace Bowman moves to Michigan to forge a new life without her family’s constant mothering. She refuses to let her diabetes keep her from the life she craves. Time to live big and take chances—carpe diem and all that. Still, the last thing she expects is for things to heat up with the coach of the women’s rugby team. If her new lifestyle doesn’t kill her, rugby just might. But Grace is willing to take the chance for a winning try with Rory.




Consultation Special

After doing a week of my own rewrites for my second rugby romance coming out in March, I’ve decided to offer a special on my consultations. So  you don’t have to go through that Hell, and Hell it was as I nixed 15 pages of material, I’m offering consultations at $100 instead of the normal $150.

$100 Consultation Special

I’d forgotten what utter crud it is to have to rework whole sections and chapters of a book, but this last one was a doozy. Why? Because I thought I would give pantsing a go. I’ve always been a plotter, but I wanted to get this next book out fast and thought writing as a pantser was the answer. It may work for some, but not me. And not many good authors out there. To really know your characters, to understand their GMC, to know how they feel and how they will speak. And above and beyond that, a strong plot that brings it all together. And don’t forget to close all your conflict threads by the end! Phew! What voice you want for the story, tense to use, subplots, stringing it together for a series… Lots to remember.

Well, that’s what I’m here to help you with. If you book a consultation between now and January 31st, you get all the same goodies of a regular consultation but for $50 less. Check out those goodies HERE

I have available slots as soon as this week, or book your consultation anytime within three months of sign-up.

Start out 2017 with a strong story! Contact me at cdemaagd at

Please share!

Sub call

Hey there,

A couple of my colleagues are actively acquiring manuscripts at the moment.

Janna Bonikowski with the Knight Agency is open to queries, especially romance and women’s fiction. See and be sure to query her by name.

Also, another good friend and colleague, Penny Barber, with Carina Press just got finished with the latest Pitmad, but is still looking for Romantic Suspense, Paranormal Romance, Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance, Interracial/Multicultural Romance, and LGBT. See Carina Press submission guides at and query Penny Barber.

Good Luck!

New consultation service

This service is invaluable for an author who is tired of rewriting, or something isn’t quite clicking and bogging down their writing process. Or maybe you don’t even know where to start as you stare at the flashing cursor in your blank Word document. Let’s hash it out! The publishing market is only becoming more saturated, so let me help you design an original story with compelling characters and concepts.

From my Consultation page:

The consultation service is an initial hour-long conversation between author and myself by skype or phone about your story or stories. With over 16 years in the publishing industry, including five years in genre fiction with a New York publishing house, I have worked with over fifty authors and have edited over one hundred manuscripts.

This service is meant as an intense planning session for a book or series and to avoid hundreds of hours of rewriting. Many authors know that rewriting happens, but you can avoid much of it by a clear picture and documentation of your story. And with that clarity in mind, an author will be motivated and tend to write faster.

This service is for  independent authors who are looking for honest feedback on chosen genre and concepts, but also guidance in stories to produce a book that is marketable and will sell.

It would also be helpful to  publishers who may need an experienced development editor to work with authors who release books frequently to help with planning and execution.

Some of the elements discussed below, but the list is endless, depending on your needs.

  1. Main characters: their motivations, back story, their ARCs
  2. Secondary characters: Are they needed? Relationship with MCs
  3. Plot and sub plots
  4. Conflict and resolutions and closing threads
  5. Setting and setting changes
  6. Genre choice and writing style
  7. Voice and person

Consultation is $150.00 USD and includes a half hour follow-up discussion within one month of the initial call. Payment through paypal.

Challenge of the Day – Giggling

From Miriam Webster online:


: to laugh in a nervous or childlike way

Giggling abounds in romance. Why? I have no idea. The majority of adult romance out there equates to mature characters falling in love, old enough to have sexual relations.

Every word that you use in your story is going to establish voice, and with giggling, characterization. If you have a character giggling all the time, what does that tell the reader? That (usually) the girl is a bit naive, a bit child-like. We may also have connotations that we associate with giggling from our past – teenagers, high school, silly blondes. I’m not bashing blondes, but they’ve been used in that context for so long, we automatically see it when it comes to giggling.

Is that who you want your character to be? Or is she a strong, independent woman? Maybe she is shy and timid and you can use that giggle appropriately, but either way, her actions need to match her character.

When editing, I allow giggling to pass more often in the Young Adult genre, but it’s well overused in adult romance. Challenge of the day: Let those women laugh!