Inked Memories


Every memory leaves its mark...

All Sophie wants is a tattoo to commemorate her battle with cancer. What she gets is celebrity tattoo artist Declan Ross, the same sexy bad-boy who used to rock her world. This time, they've both got scars, and the ones you can't see are still the hardest to cover.


originally released as part of the Midnight Ink Collection

One tattoo shop in one infamous city sets the stage for 8 stories about resolutions, kink, love and ink. Get ready to let the good times roll!

Inked Memories is book 0.5 in the Inked in OakTown series.



This novella is currently available in digital format at Amazon, All Romance eBooks, Barnes & Noble, and Kobo and in paperback at Amazon and Barnes & Noble
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"Okay. You're all set." Declan smoothed a final piece of tape into place, securing a layer of plastic wrap over the tattoo he'd just finished - his last of the day.

The pretty blonde who was his latest client slowly sat up on the padded table, her T-shirt clasped against her chest. "Thank you," she said as she gingerly slipped the shirt over her head and then tugged her clothes back into place. "It's beautiful."

Declan nodded. "I told you it would be." He'd designed the tattoo - an abstract, deconstructed peacock - to follow the lines of her body. It flowed along her curves, from shoulder to hip, in a sinuous cascade of perfect, paisley-shaped feathers. "I'm glad you like it."

It bore only the slightest resemblance to the tattoo she'd thought she was getting when she'd come in today - and a damn good thing too. The pictures she'd sent in as examples of what she was looking to get had been boring and uninteresting and didn't really work with his style. They were too simple, too small, and would have required entirely too much line work. Plus, she wanted it across her lower back, which was totally the wrong placement for something like this.

Declan took his craft seriously. The watercolor - style tattoos for which he was becoming well known always looked better on a larger canvas. It hadn't taken much to convince her of that and to make her see the wisdom of letting him give her what he wanted.

Plenty of artists would have been all too happy to give her just another, generic-looking tattoo, but she'd come to him. It would be nice to think she'd come for his eye, his talent, his artistry, for all the experience he brought to the table. In all likelihood, however, what she'd come for the Declan Ross she thought she knew from TV.

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