New Release! Be Careful What You Wish For: A Gender Swap Story


It’s out! My newest erotica eBook is available: Be Careful What You Wish For: A Gender Swap Story.


Check out the summary:

She never expected to magically wake up as a man, but today happens to be that day.

Layla’s never good with social gatherings. She usually finds a corner to hide in, talking to her friend Suzanne, for the most part. At this particular party, she kills time by asking Suzanne about a strange pendant with a shining green stone in the center. Suzanne describes it as a “wishing pendant,” one that her parents picked up in South America.

Out of frustration with a frat guy at the party, she wishes on the pendant to become a man, never thinking it would actually do something. When she wakes up the next morning, however, she has a big problem to solve…with a few fun pit stops along the way.

If you enjoy steamy stories of fantasy gender swapping and male-for-a-day fun, you’ll love Be Careful What You Wish For.


I want to give a huge thanks to everyone on my Launch Team, who are invaluable for their feedback. And of course, thank you to my readers for all your support. I owe everything to my readers and their continual patronage.

If you’d like, read below for a sample of the story.


Be Careful What You Wish For: A Gender Swap Story


Layla hated beer. She much preferred a glass of wine or even one of those fun mango margaritas that everyone made fun of her for drinking. She couldn’t help that she liked her alcohol to taste good. The point of drinking wasn’t just to get drunk, but that opinion was lost on most of her friends. What was the point of going to college if not to get drunk every weekend?

  With her cup in hand, she shuffled along the mantle above the fireplace, studying the items resting there. She was surprised Suzanne hadn’t taken all the antiques down for the party, especially considering how many dumb jocks were there, who often flopped around and broke things after one too many drinks.

  “Do you like them?” Suzanne asked, walking up beside her.

  Layla nodded. “Yeah, they’re really pretty. I was never much into antique-ing, but my mom does it all the time. She tried to give me a few to decorate my dorm with, but they wouldn’t exactly fit in next to the cheap furniture.”

  “There’s something to the old and the new coming together, so you never know.” Suzanne shrugged. “It could be nice.”

  “Better to let her keep it all. Next thing you know, I’d turn into one of those hoarders and have seventeen cats and no boyfriend.”

  Suzanne laughed. “You already don’t have one of those.”

  “Boyfriend or cats?”


  She was right, but Layla wasn’t going to admit it. “I like this necklace here. Is this a pendant?”

  “No idea. My parents picked it up in South America while they were on one of those vacations to find themselves. They started a little late in life to do that if you ask me.”

  “It’s pretty. It must not be an emerald, otherwise your parents probably wouldn’t keep it out like this.” The green stone in the center gleamed in the light.

  “Probably not. Hey, you know parties are for socializing, and we aren’t doing much of that over here. We already know each other.”

  Layla winced. “I know. I just don’t know how to talk to some of these people. I’ve never been to any of the football games on campus, so I can’t talk to them about that. That and other parties are the only things they want to talk about.”

  “They’re here, aren’t they? And I’m not a cheerleader.”

  “Yeah, but that’s just because your parents are out of town, and you’re throwing the party here. I’d come to this place even if I didn’t know you. This house is amazing.”

  “Some of them are my friends too. I’ve known them for years.”

  Layla nodded. “You’re right. Sorry. I didn’t mean anything by it. I’ll head back in. Maybe I’ll just rub the stone for good luck first.”

  “You can try.” Suzanne laughed. “But it’s not for good luck. It’s a wishing pendant. The person my parents bought it from said that people get what they wish for.”

  “That’s ridiculous.”

  “I didn’t say it was true. Just what they were told.”

  “All right, I’ve procrastinated long enough. Let’s get back to it. People are missing you.”

  Suzanne pinched Layla’s arm and winked. “Good luck.”

  Socializing was exactly as easy as Layla thought it would be, which wasn’t easy at all. She tried sparking a conversation with a cute guy in the corner, but he kept looking over her shoulder at Jaycie, the blonde cheerleader everyone wanted to talk to. He was cute, but he wasn’t anywhere near Jaycie’s league, so he might as well talk to Layla.

  She asked him what classes he was taking, and he mumbled something about his part time job, which wasn’t even the question. He made so little eye contact, she might as well not even be there. Rolling her eyes, she turned and tried to storm off to pout in the corner, but instead, ran right into Jaycie.

(end of sample)










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