Smart. Sexy. Magical.
I write books that bite.
I have always loved smart, sexy, magical fiction…. When a group of witches, vampires, and shifters started hanging out in my brain, I couldn’t say no and had to make them real on paper!
I LOVE morally gray characters.
I LOVE impossible choices.
I LOVE characters who want to burn it all to the ground. Bonus points if it's to save someone they love.
When a joy ride in a heat limo shatters the peace of small town, beta reporter Karen Hillcrest sets out to destroy the career of the limo’s owner - Foster Camden, a well respected heat helper to the elite packs in Port Haven.
During the interview, Foster recounts his experiences. A omega’s first heat. An older alpha concerned about satisfying his young scent match. A pack grappling with their omega’s chronic illness. A single omega who tries to go it alone.
Karen learns some surprising facts about heat, but it might not be enough to derail her plans.
Perfume, daughter of Port Haven's most notorious omega, was destined for stardom. Devastated when she didn't perfume as an omega, her best friend Zenith dragged her into the mosh pit. On the verge of their biggest career break, Zenith is murdered.
Perfume, and her band, the AlphaBetas, must push through the grief and hire a new lead guitar.
Apex can't remember a time when he wasn't in love with Perfume. Forced to break her heart and walk away, he as now decided to get her back and continue Zenith's legacy with the AlphaBetas.
The band struggles to accept a boy into the all-girl, all-beta punk band. It's a good thing he's not an alpha, right?
I’m a bad omega.
I was born with the ability to see auras, and I’ve been using my powers for evil, rather than good.
It’s easy to con people, especially alphas, when you know exactly what they are feeling.
Auras don’t lie.
But I made a huge mistake and betrayed someone I loved and now I'm hiding out in a dive bar, popping suppressants and mixing cocktails that taste like peoples auras.
I stole a lot of money, and I do mean A LOT, from Porth Haven’s scariest crime lord. And now he wants it back.
My karmic punishment?
Being scent matched to said crime lord.
Everything is on the line as I'm forced to battle wits with psychopaths, navigate the high society match-making scene and fight for my life and my pack.
An omega terrorist. The pack sent to hunt me down. An impossible scent match.
The Alpha Omega Institute branded me a criminal, an agent of The Reset, the beta hate group.
Their next target is an alpha born into one of the most elite packs in the city. He is the kind of alpha who would never want an omega like me.
The moment we meet, everything changes. He says we're scent matches. Fated mates. He wants to take me to meet his pack…
Pack… omegas… heat… alphas… all the things I was raised to fear.
Now I’m caught between a desperate hope for a pack I can never have, and the dangerous beta fringe group that wants us all dead.
An… accident?
How the hell do you accidentally make a vampire?
A catering gig for fast cash at an underground club ended in my death.
And then I woke up.
Trapped in a cell by the man who killed me.
Correction - the vampire who killed me and made me one, too.
By accident.
Now, he’s forcing me into hiding on the fringes of vampire society. And no one can know that I even exist or the Vampire Queen of New York will take my head. And his too.
Coming soon!
Stay tuned for new releases!
Take a peek behind the scenes!
Join my newsletter and get updates on published work, works in progress, bonus content, special offers, promos and more!
Thank you for subscribing!
Go check your email!
Before we start getting to know each other, well, you know the drill, you have to confirm your email address!