About Taylor Lee

USA Today Best Selling author Taylor Lee writes Suspenseful Mystery Thrillers – with a heavy dose of Sexy to Sizzling HOT Romance. In the five years that she has been writing, Taylor has written more than forty books. Her eight, series track her Special Operatives, Covert Agents, Cops, Firefighters and other iconic heroes and heroines, through the harrowing situations that make up their lives. From human trafficking rings to corrupt politicians, Taylor investigates the underbelly of society and the criminals who flourish there. Taylor says: “From the residue in my personal blender of mixed races, cultures and world views, my characters emerge. It comforts me to know that while evil slinks in the shadows, the “good guys and gals” of the world sniff it out – and snuff it out. My characters are arrogant alpha males and the feisty women who bring them to their knees – and vice versa… They fight hard, love hard and don’t mince words. They are dangerous men and women in dangerous times. Love, passion and ridding the world of evil? What’s not to like?

Help! I’m Moving House! @TaylorLeeWrites

Moving HouseOccasionally to challenge my usual sense of well-being I wonder what it would be like to be in hell. Would it be a fiery dungeon filled with gargoyles and wanna be devils armed with sharp pikes and no water? Or would it be a surprisingly freezing tomb, like being packed naked in dry ice unable to stop my body-quaking tremors for eternity? Well, for better or worse, for two weeks I have been in what can only be described as a ‘living hell’. I’ve been moving house!

Out of nowhere…

…in this crazy housing market with home prices going through the roof our landlord came to my daughter and me begging us to break our lease so he could sell the gorgeous house. At first, we refused but the more goodies our landlord offered in a market where renting was getting as out of whack as buying/selling, a house appeared on the market that had everything we could have been looking for. Armed with our landlord’s incentives, we fought to be first in the flurry of offers the owners were considering.

We weren’t deterred when they added a high bar—one we were foolish enough to believe we could clear. They gave us two weeks to move. Oh, and BTW, we were in the middle of a heat wave.  Try temperatures in the 110° to 115° range. In truth, it was a deadline I could accept in that my great guy and I were planning to go to Taos, New Mexico for a glorious vacation we’d confirmed months ago. Never looking back, we gave our current landlord notice and began the process of turning our lives upside down. It’s hard to believe that when we made the decision, my daughter and I actually thought we could pull it off.  Heck, with our usual aplomb, our confidence was high. We were that excited about ending the housing uncertainty we’d been facing.

Think Moving House is Easy? Think Again!

Being as organized and disciplined as I am, I even assumed I could manage my usual writing schedule and not miss a single one of my daily two-hour workouts.  Granted, I did have to take a weekend off to run a long-scheduled trail run, but I treated that as a holiday refusing to admit it shortened my moving house preparations by two full days. I even promised myself that, unlike previous moves, this time I would be totally organized.  I would sort through all of our things and take to the new house only the things we really need and use. Knowing that you all have moved at one time or another and certain that some of you may even have as much “stuff” as we do–you can imagine how quickly our foolish optimism turned to mush.

My final cave-in was acknowledging that I would not be able to sort through the stunning collection of old photos that I have accumulated over the years.  As the mother of three and grandmother of four, I conceded that organizing and eliminating excess isn’t in my DNA, at least when it comes to pictures of my glorious offspring. I thank the angels for spacious storage lockers. Two weeks to the day later, bidding our movers good-bye, I closed the door on my fortnight of hell, I headed over to meet my guy for our fabulous two weeks in Taos. As we drove through extraordinary mountain vistas and outside temperatures were dropping by ten degrees every hundred miles, I promised myself that when we got back I would be able to enjoy our beautiful new house. Heck, I might even begin to sort and organize those twenty-two boxes of old photos—maybe one box or so a week.  Or…maybe not!

Don’t Forget to Take a Break

While you’re avoiding those annoying organizing tasks, treat yourself and grab You Can’t Always Get What You Want: Book 3; The Olive or Twist Saga

Challenging Year

He’s a hard as nails police chief.  She’s a feisty ADA. The one thing they have in common is arrogance. The challenging duo face off and sparks flare.

Police Chief Garrett Drake rules his dominion with an iron hand. Short-tempered and a fierce taskmaster, the chief doesn’t suffer fools gladly. He tolerates the ADA’s and delights in sending them to their corners in tears.

Zoe Tanaka is legal royalty.  The lovely Japanese American ADA, happens to be the daughter of a former Associate Justice of the California Supreme Court. She is outspoken, confident, beautiful, and not easily intimidated. Although she concedes the stern, much too good-looking chief unnerves her.

Garrett admitted he’d never run up against a woman like Zoe Tanaka. Hell, she was almost as arrogant as he was. Zoe’s feistiness surprised and amused him. But it also raised the interesting possibility of what it would be like to tame her. He quickly dismisses the untoward thought. She is as far from his type as a gazelle was from an elephant.

Zoe takes charge of the trial of a despicable drug kingpin and vicious murderer. A gifted ADA, she electrifies the courtroom eliciting a key piece of evidence. When the enraged defendant physically attacks her, Garrett’s fierce leap takes down the would-be murderer and saves Zoe life.

Amped by the adrenalin of the near-death attack, Garrett invites the sassy woman to “his pad” for a nightcap. The only person more surprised is Zoe who accepts his daring invitation.

You Can’t Always Get What You Want is the third standalone book in The Olive or Twist Saga steamy romantic suspense series. If you like smart characters, tough-talking cops, and scorching passion, then you’ll love this sizzling thrill-ride. Grab You Can’t Always Get What You Want to get hot under the collar today!

Brazen Protectors

AND while you are continuing to avoid organizing, check out: BRAZEN PROTECTORS: PROTECT AND DESIRE, Volume 4

Engaging tales of heroes and heroines taking command in unlikely situations. These champions are as provocative as they are brave.

My book in the compelling collection is: Line of Fire: Passion Meets Politics
Discover how challenging elections can be when sex and violence are in the mix.

Food – Almost Better Than Sex by @TaylorLeeWrites #Giveaway

What’s Almost Better Than Sex? Why food, of course!  Remember, I did say almost. Next to writing sexy romantic thrillers, along with my very special guy, I enjoy, make that—lust after food. I love to cook it, eat it, discuss it, and frankly, play with it. Which for sensualists is totally understandable given that food in all its glorious iterations is sensuality personified. As Robin Leach says in his intro to Amy Reiley’s terrific sensual cookbook Fork Me, Spoon Me, “Forget the bedroom. The new sensual spot is in the kitchen—the perfect foreplay to getting hot and steamy, at—or on—the counter.”

Fork Me, Spoon Me

Face it. What can be more erotic than paging through glorious recipes featuring lusciously beautiful, tasty food in preparation for a special night—or morning or mid-afternoon with your special guy? To me, one of the best indicators of a man’s sensual “acumen” is how he relates to food. Does he eat for the pleasure of it as well to satisfy his hunger? Does he choose food based on color, taste, texture and aroma? And the real test, does he like to play with his food, eat with his fingers and of course to feed succulent pieces to you?

Two of my favorite cookbooks are InterCOURSES; An Aphrodisiac Cookbook by Martha Hopkins and Randall Lockridge, and Reiley’s Fork Me Spoon Me. Both books feature tantalizing recipes guaranteed to liven your tastes buds and stoke your hormones. They are encyclopedias to the time-honored aphrodisiac powers of various foods. The pictures alone are sensual visual treats. So, grab your favorite guy/gal and head to the kitchen—the new sensual hot spot!

InterCourses Cookbook

Enter the Giveaway!

Contact me on Facebook and I will draw two winners. One will receive InterCourses: An aphrodisiac Cookbook, the other will receive Fork Me Spoon Me.

And while you’re grabbing that breath, grab my New Release: Don’t Stop Believin’, Book 4 of The Olive or Twist Saga.

Don't Stop Believin

As Cole began to uncover the signs of the hideous crime perpetrated on the lovely woman, he vows to bring the perpetrators to justice. The question is whether even the powerful district attorney can convince the challenged woman that she is worthy of his love.

Grab Don’t Stop Believin’ and restore your belief in the power of love to heal the most devastating wounds.

If you like smart characters, formidable issues and scorching passion, you’ll love Taylor Lee’s sizzling thrill-ride.

WARNING: Romance so HOT it singes the pages. HOT, tough, explicit. Not for the faint at heart. Definitely bring a fan!

Time to Tart It Up! By @TaylorLeeWrites #Recipe for #Foodies

Disclosure: I write sexy murder mysteries and “tarts” describe a goodly number of my heroines. Although I prefer to call them feisty. But I’m on a “tart” rampage. One that appeals to my other obsessions: cooking and eating. (I’m convinced that sex and food are, or should be, integrally related.)Carrot Tart

On to tarts. My trusty NYT’s April food columns declared in so many words that sheet pan dishes were the “must make” recipes of the month (all elements of the meal are baked on a single sheet pan). My guy and I made a series of concoctions that you’d never guess would work in one humble pan.

Come May, I was thrilled to see that “tarts” were the recipes of the month. Remember Pepperidge Farm puff pastry from years ago? Guess what? It’s baaack. And it is now the foundation for every kind of tart you can imagine.

After making dessert tarts and meat and fish oriented tarts, I ended up with my favorite—vegetable tarts.  If you want to impress everyone from the most discriminating gourmand to grandsons who could care less about fine dining, win them over with this recipe I conceived. Try it. I promise everyone will be fighting for whatever leftovers exist.

Taylor’s Sumptuous Vegetable Tart

Ingredients:

Crust:  Pepperidge Farm Puff Pastry (in frozen food section of your supermarket)

Cheese filling: 8oz ricotta cheese, 6 oz crumbled Feta cheese, salt, pepper, fresh herbs (your choice). Combine in a food processor to a “spreadable consistency”.

Vegetables:  My favorites – (you choose yours)

Multi colored carrots, bright red pepper, asparagus (thin), broccolini, sliced cremini mushrooms, red onion.

Directions:

Slice vegetables in thin strips. Generously drizzle with olive oil, kosher salt and pepper. Spread in a single layer and roast in a 425° oven. Different vegetables will require different roasting times. Cool and set aside.

Thaw one sheet of puff pastry. Line a 12 x 16 baking sheet with parchment paper (essential for scooting the finished tart onto a snazzy serving tray.) Generously sprinkle the parchment paper-covered cooking sheet with parmesan cheese. Roll out the puff pastry and place on the prepared cookie sheet. Using the point of a sharp knife, score a ½ inch line around the edge of the pastry. Spread the cheese mixture over the pastry leaving the ½ inch crust uncovered.

Decorate the puff pastry with your roasted vegetables. I used multi-colored carrots as placeholders (see image above). Then arranged the other vegetables to fill out the canvas. Note in one recipe I used multi colored heirloom tomatoes drizzled with pesto (see image below). Yum.   Bake in a 400° oven for 25-30 minutes until pastry is crisp and puffy.

Tomato Tart

Present to your wowed guests. You and they will never think about “tarts’ the same way again. Promise!

And Now For The Book Tarts

If you’re ready for a seriously tarty young woman, grab Tanya: Book 1; The Trouble Sisters Saga.

She’s a brash deputy. He’s an undercover agent. When sparks start to fly, a murderer might be the death of them.

If you like smart characters, tough-talking cops, and scorching passion, you’ll love this sizzling thrill-ride.

Tanya by Taylor Lee

AND for seven more equally tarty heroines check out: BRAZEN PROTECTORS: PROTECT AND DESIRE Volume 4. Engaging tales of heroes and heroines taking command in unlikely situations. These champions are as provocative as they are brave.

Brazen Protectors

My book in the compelling collection is: Line of Fire: Passion Meets Politics. Discover how challenging elections can be when sex and violence are in the mix.

Line of Fire by Taylor Lee

I Can’t Breathe by @TaylorLeeWrites

Ah, if only we could look away from all those who cry, “I can’t Breathe.”  But we can’t. We mustn’t. Jonathan Capehart, a Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist and member of the Washington Post editorial board, writes about politics and social issues.  His recent editorial in the Post was titled: “Being Black in America is Exhausting.” As the white grandmother of four biracial young men, let me tell you what else it is. It’s terrifying.

I Can't Breathe

I’m confident Capehart would agree with me. He says “‘Tired doesn’t just refer to the trauma of the Derek Chauvin trial or seeing replays of the video of the former Minneapolis police officer killing George Floyd. Nor does “tired” just refer to seeing Daunte Wright being shot by a Brooklyn Center, Minn., police officer after being pulled over because of an air freshener dangling from his rearview mirror, as his mother has said. Or because of expired tags, as the police said. No, “tired” is all of that, plus whatever personal trauma we carry with us.”

I Can’t Breathe

According to the New York Times, since the Chauvin trial began on March 29, more than three people a day have died at the hands of law enforcement. Blacks and Latinos represent more than half of the dead. Let me be clear. I write mystery thrillers, and in every one of my fourteen series, the heroes are cops, special agents, Fibbies etc. etc.  I have a team of law enforcement consultants who help me keep my books accurate and realistic. They represent the true heroes in uniform who spend their lives protecting us. These professionals also are the first to say that the Derek Chauvins’ and Kim Potters’ (and any other cop who ignores “I can’t breathe”) have no place in the police force they honorably serve. They also are the first to say that we need to dramatically rethink policing in this challenged world of ours.

Now that the verdict is in, please tell me that perhaps, just maybe…we’ll never have to hear I can’t breathe again. 

And while you’re grabbing that breath, grab my latest book in The Olive or Twist Saga.

Knockin On Heaven's Door

She’s a go-it-alone detective.  He’s a psychiatrist and FBI profiler. A serial killer brings them together.  In more ways than one. 

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door is the second standalone book in The Olive or Twist Saga steamy romantic suspense series. If you like smart characters, tough-talking cops, and scorching passion, then you’ll love this sizzling thrill-ride. Grab Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door to get hot under the collar today!

And be sure to pick up Unforgettable Deceptions of Heartbreak and Revenge.

Unforgettable Deceptions

Seven NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Authors invite you into a world of thrills, chills, and kills that will keep you on the edge of your seat.

My book in Unforgettable Deceptions is BETRAYED: Book 3 in the sizzling HOT detective series, The Criminal Affairs Collection.

BetrayedViviana, his renegade cop, is hard enough to control. Now Jax, her commander (and lover), has to fend off an interloper who is almost as sexy and arrogant as he is. And that is saying something.