Cover Reveal: Heart of a Witch

  

 

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Title: Heart of a Witch

Author: Rebecca L. Garcia

Release Day: December 14, 2021

Genre: New Adult Fantasy

Cover Designer: Dark Wish Designs

 

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A vengeful fantasy standalone romance perfect for fans of The Bridge Kingdom and A Touch of Darkness

I’d never particularly liked humans, but I’d never wanted to kill one. Until now.

Hidden in a kingdom that hates witches, I’m forced to hide what I am. With my sister working in a secret dark magic club, and our family’s shop gaining unwanted attention, things couldn’t be worse when the notorious witch hunter, Damian Shaw, comes to town.

When my sister shows up dead, and my family’s name is called into question, we’re forced to adopt new aliases and leave the home we cherished. As I watch my life fall apart, I vow to destroy the hunter responsible, but his punishment would not be swift. Deathwas too easy.

Redforest is a quaint town, with a church, pretty shops, and people who despise witches. When my family and I move in, I set my sights on the Shaw family, quickly learning everything I can about them. Damian’s son, Elijah, is the hunter’s greatest pride. His heir. His confidante. The only family he trusts.

I come up with a plan. I am going to shatter every good thing in Damian’s life, ending with his son. My goal: make Elijah Shaw fall in love with me, twist him into the very thing his father hates, then kill him.

With my heart challenged, the attraction growing, I find myself trapped in a deadly game. In a twist of fate, Elijah might just end up being the death of me.

 

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Rebecca lives in San Antonio, Texas, with her husband and son. Born and raised in England, you can find her drinking tea, writing new worlds, and designing covers.

Rebecca devoured every book she was given from the age of five and fell in love with magical worlds. When she got older, her imagination grew with her and she delved into writing strong characters and vast worlds.

When she's not writing or spending time with her family, you can find her traveling, and hosting book signings with Spellbinding Events.

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TMST #9: Number of Books

Welcome to this week's Tell Me Something Tuesday. 

This week's question:

Do you read 1 book at a time? or multiple?

I prefer to read one book at a time. Obviously, that's not always possible.  Quite a few time I will read two books. On occasion, depending if I am writing any reviews, I have read three books at a time.

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Spotlight: The Curveball

 

It’s been thirteen years since Luke laid eyes on Audrey Wallace. Time has made him bitter and nothing like the boy she used to know. But, no matter how hard he tries, Luke can’t get Audrey off his mind. Will Luke be able to leave their past behind and explore the sizzling chemistry between them? Fans of The Perfect Game by Samantha Christy will devour The Curveball by A.M. Williams, a friends to lovers, second chance romance.

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Is thirteen years too long to reconnect with the one that got away? 

Audrey

I never thought I’d see Luke “Voodoo” Kelly again after my parents died when I was fifteen. I was ripped from the only life I knew and thrust into a new one that didn’t involve him. But thirteen years later, he walks into the bar I’m in with my friends in the last place I thought I’d see him: Somerville. He looks the same, and he reminds me so much of that boy that I used to know. He’s just as handsome as before and I could still feel our connection. The only problem? He’s nothing like that boy, and it seems he doesn’t want me in his life anymore.

Luke

Audrey Wallace was the one that got away. One day she was there, the next she wasn’t. And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t find her. I never expected to see her in the town I’d just moved to, let alone with my teammates and their partners. She’s just as gorgeous as I remember, and she acts the exact same. But I can’t forget what it was like for me after she left, how hard I struggled to claw my way out of my father’s home without her help. However, no matter how hard I try, I can’t get her from my mind and I realize those feelings from before are still there and stronger than ever. We have to decide if we can overcome our resentment and fear to get our happy ever after. The Curveball is book six in A.M. Williams’ Boys of Summer baseball romance series. It’s a second chance, friends-to lovers romance with a grumpy baseball player and a blast from his past. If you love men in tight pants and the sassy women they fall for, this series is for you.

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Excerpt

Copyright 2021 A.M. Williams

It was dark enough now that I couldn’t make out anything on his face. That was probably a good thing. If he looked anything like I did, he probably looked ravaged at this conversation. “That hurts,” he admitted. I nodded. “I know. I’m sorry. I was a selfish asshole then. I never really got over it until I left for the military.” Luke said nothing for several minutes and I thought the topic was done. But he eventually spoke up. “What made you join up?” “A few things.” I sighed as I remembered deciding to join up. “I hadn’t wanted to join. But whatever money my parents had went to paying off debts, and Aunt Sarah said that if I didn’t get aid or a scholarship, she couldn’t help.” I snorted and shook my head. “I know now that was a bunch of bullshit. I think she wanted me to pave my own way.” “What do you mean by that?” he asked when I didn’t immediately continue. “Let’s just say that having seen the contents of my aunt’s accounts, she could have easily paid to send me to college a few times and not put a dent in anything.” “Ouch.” “Yeah, ouch.” I blew out a breath. “It is what it is. Joining the military was the best thing for me then. I was still in so much pain from my parents’ dying that I needed to get away. The military allowed me to do that, though I ended my career in Goldsboro, a place that’s only a little over an hour from here.” Neither of us spoke for several long moments. I waited for him to say something else, whether about what I revealed to him or about his own life after I left. But he gave me nothing as we continued to eat. “I’m going to head out,” Luke finally said, pushing himself to stand. I could only stare at him. “What?” He shook his head and said nothing, walking away from me. I stared after him, trying to figure out what had just happened. I poured my heart out to him about my parents dying and how much I’d struggled. And he’d just… walked away.. “What the fuck?” I muttered as I watched him say his goodbyes, shaking hands and giving out hugs like he’d been a part of this group for years. “Like, seriously, what the fuck?” He disappeared around the side of the house. I looked back to the group and met Zoe’s gaze. She stared at me for a few beats, asking what was up with her eyes. I had no fucking clue, so I just shrugged. I knew one thing, though. If Luke thought I was just going to open myself up to him and let him shit all over me, he had another think coming. I’d bared my soul, and he hadn’t reacted. Well. Fuck him. I was officially

 done.

About A.M. Williams

A.M. Williams is just a simple girl from the south that found herself living abroad. When she’s not annoying her cat or reading, she’s spending time with her husband and traveling as much as possible. She has a serious case of wanderlust and wants to go as many places as possible while she can. She loves Cheerwine, sweet tea, and North Carolina (eastern style) BBQ as well as those crystal clear waters on the North Carolina coast. Follow: Facebook | Twitter | Instagram | Reader Group | Goodreads | BookBub | Website | Amazon

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Blog Tour: Under Pressure

Under Pressure, an all-new hilarious and emotional sports romance by Bella Matthews is available now! 

I had my friends. I had football. I had a future I was set on, until her.

Eleanor Kingston was the girl. The one I’d choose if I could, but all I had to give was

one night. My life had been decided for me, my future predetermined. There’s no room left for football or love. 

If you get only one life, how hard would you fight to live it on your own terms? 

I had my family. My career was set. I was back to begin the life I was meant to lead when I met him. We promised each other no tomorrow, no names, only one night. But fate had other plans. Sebastian Beneventi may think he’s protecting me, but I’m no damsel in distress.

No more running, it’s time to fight for what I want for a change.

Under Pressure, an all-new hilarious and emotional sports romance by Bella Matthews is available now! 

I had my friends. I had football. I had a future I was set on, until her.

Eleanor Kingston was the girl. The one I’d choose if I could, but all I had to give was

one night. My life had been decided for me, my future predetermined. There’s no room left for football or love. 

If you get only one life, how hard would you fight to live it on your own terms? 

I had my family. My career was set. I was back to begin the life I was meant to lead when I met him. We promised each other no tomorrow, no names, only one night. But fate had other plans. Sebastian Beneventi may think he’s protecting me, but I’m no damsel in distress.

No more running, it’s time to fight for what I want for a change.

About Bella

Bella Matthews is a Jersey girl at heart. She is married to her very own Alpha Male and raising three little ones. You can typically find her running from one sporting event to another. When she is home, she is usually hiding in her home office with the only other female in her house, her rescue dog Tinker Bell by her side. She likes to write swoon-worthy heroes and sassy, smart heroines with a healthy dose of laughter thrown in.

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TMST #8: Book Cover

 

A Weekly Meme Hosted by : That's What I'm Talking About

This week's question/topic = Have you ever bought a book just because you fell in love with the cover? And did such book live up to it?

It is usually the blurb on the back cover that attracts me to a book. Does that count? 

Sunday Post #75: 700 Posts

 

My blog has reached  700 posts.

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I hope to to continue to add to the blog.

Post Rewind

📌 Aug. 31st = TMST #5: Fall Books 2021

📌 Sept. 1st = Release Blitz: Cruel Wolves and Devious Deceptions

📌 2nd = Cover Reveal: Under Pressure

📌 3rd = Release Promotion: Spellbound

📌 (double post day) TMST #6: Libraries .... Release Blitz: Between Rage & Regret

📌 13th = Blog Tour: Keeping You

📌 14th = TMST #7: Blog Comments

Goodreads

📚 Lover's Leap (by: Kimberly Keyes) = moved to "read" shelf

📚Scarlet Princess (by: Robin D. Mahle and  Elle Madison) = moved to "read" shelf

Currently Reading

📖 Game On (by: Joanne Rock) = page 96

*** If you don't have anything to say about this week's topic, you can comment on any other part of the post or just say "hi".

*** I am always having to edit many of my posts.  If I made any grammar mistakes, I will eventually fix them.

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TMST #7: Blog Comments

Welcome to Tell Me Something Tuesday. It is a meme hosted by That's What I'm Talking About

This week's question/topic: When does it become too late to comment on a blog post?

My answer is very simple. It is never too late.

Blog Tour: Keeping You

Keeping You, an all-new laugh-out loud small-town romance from Lena Hendrix is available now!

When I moved to my sister’s small town, I was looking for a fresh start—no more shallow relationships, no snotty fake friends, and definitely no charming, dirty-talking musicians.

We had a fun, red-hot night together and we agreed that hooking up was a mistake, a one-time thing. But when my dream bakery location happens to be right next door to his bar, every day I’m forced to see that chiseled jawline and remember the feel of his incredible body on mine.

No. I’m starting over. I have rules. No more bad habits, definitely no falling in love. No matter how hard he tries, hooking up with him again would prove I’m the flake everyone expects me to be.

But here I am, stuck between wanting to make something of my life and wanting to grab him and make another delicious mistake.

Excerpt

Honey

 Two weeks after I gave the one finger salute to my former boss, I pulled my vintage matte black Chevelle onto Main Street of Chikalu Falls, Montana. The ninety-minute drive left behind the flats and wound through beautiful mountain highways.
Chikalu Falls was nestled at the base of the mountains and from the church on the corner, to the grocer on the right, it always felt slower and a little like stepping back in time. Childhood memories of the summers Jo and I spent with Grandma Nana and Pop flooded back to me.
 A bubble of excited energy squirmed in my chest. Nearly every person I passed raised their hand in greeting, and whether they knew me or not, I waved back enthusiastically. I peered over the steering wheel as I entered town to watch someone rolling white paint high on the town’s water tower.
Are they painting over a drawing of a dick?
 I shook my head and laughed about this quirky town—Jo always had great stories about it. I passed the town bar and dance hall, The Dirty Pigeon, and fractionally slowed my car. Willing myself to look straight ahead, I still managed to sneak a side-eyed peek at the front door.
 My palms felt sweaty against the steering wheel. It wasn’t all that long ago I spent the most incredible, panty-melting night of my life with the bar’s owner, Colin. My chest warmed just thinking about it and a tingle settled between my legs.
Get it together. You both knew it was just one, hot night.
Squashing the thought, I pressed the gas harder and cruised forward, leaving behind all thoughts of Colin’s thickly roped arms pulling me close and the scrape of his stubble against the sensitive skin of my neck.
 Four turns later, I pulled into the hidden driveway of Joanna’s farm property. The long and winding gravel path opened up to a stunning piece of land.
Off the road, the Big House was a gorgeous white home with black shutters and a huge wraparound porch. A small river cut through the landscape and near it were several little cottages. I wasn’t sure where Jo wanted me to stay, so I parked near the house and found her sitting on the veranda, waiting for me.
“There’s my girl!” I called up to Jo. The excitement expanded in my chest at seeing my sister after so long. I felt overwhelmed with gratitude and a sense of relief.
She pulled me into a tight hug, “I’ve missed you!” Jo and I used to share an apartment, but with her now living in Chikalu Falls, it felt like an eternity since we’d been together.
“Mmmm,” she replied, squeezing me a little harder. “I just still can’t believe you’re really here.”
“It didn’t take too long to sublease my apartment and I need a change of scenery.”
“Well,” she moved away from me to sweep a wide arm around the impressive, rural land, “this is definitely a change!”
We both laughed and held each other tightly.
It was fantastic to see Jo’s face so full of life and happiness. I shooed away the brief pang of jealousy. She deserved this life and it suited her.
“You’re welcome to stay for however long you need. Mr. Bailey is in Cottage Four, but all the others are open. I think the best view is from Cottage Two.”
“Cottage Two it is! Help me unpack?”
Jo looked past me to see my car practically bursting at the seams with bags and luggage. She didn’t know it, but the trunk was full, too.
“How is it possible you have so much shit?”
“Well,” I answered, “a girl’s gotta look her best.” I winked at her and lifted a shoulder.
“Honestly, Honey. If you’re going to survive here, you at least need one pair of good work boots.” She eyed my ankle booties and their sharp heels warily, but then we got to unpacking.
It only took a few—ok, fine, several—trips for Joanna and me to lug my clothes into the cottage, but we managed to get it all in. After she helped me put some things away and stack the suitcases in the closet, we stood together in the dimly lit kitchen. Jo wrapped her arm around my shoulders and squeezed as we both looked out the large picture window overlooking the riverbank.
“You did what so many people are afraid to,” she whispered in my ear. “You started over.”
My eyes misted and a small, scratchy lump formed in the back of my throat. I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth and willed the tears away.
I cleared my throat and took a deep breath. “Thanks, Jo.”
I hoped with every fiber of my being that I could get it right this time.
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After getting cleaned up, Joanna and I decided to meet her fiancé, Lincoln, at The Pidge. A flutter danced in my stomach at the possibility of running into Colin. He was Lincoln’s best friend and hot as fuck. I glanced around to see if I would spot him. Bumping into someone I’d slept with had never been a big deal before, but Colin just did something to my insides.
Since he was Lincoln’s best friend, Colin and I had been thrown together to help with Jo’s fundraiser. At the time, she hosted a fishing event for veterans and he insisted that the bar cater for it. The food was spectacular, and his generosity did not go unnoticed. Neither did his thick arms, hazel eyes, or that tight ass.
I needed to think about something—anything—else.
“Can you believe this place?” Jo was perched on a stool across the high-top table.
“It is pretty incredible,” I admitted. The walls were covered with old photographs of life in Chikalu Falls mixed with posters for local bands. It had a real honky tonk vibe but with an upscale flair to it. The name might suggest it was a dive, but the parts of my brain trained in marketing knew it was intentional. My eyes swooped across the stage and dance floor, still secretly hoping to catch a glimpse of Colin.
No. Remember the rules? No men. Especially men who make you tingle straight down to your toes.
“Well aren’t you two a sight for sore eyes,” Lincoln’s deep, rumbling voice had us looking behind us. He wrapped both arms around Jo and left a trail of kisses up her neck. She giggled and tried to move away, but it was obvious she loved the attention of her man.
“Hey, Linc,” I said between sips of my vodka gimlet.
“I heard you stepped away from your old job. Planning to stay a while?”
“More like lit my old life on fire and danced on the ashes. But yeah. You’re stuck with me now.”
We all laughed but a heaviness lingered around my shoulders. I took another sip of my drink and added, “I still need to figure out what the fuck I’m going to do about a job. But that,” I finished my drink in a burning gulp, “is a worry for another night. Who needs another?”
Jo lifted her glass and Lincoln unwound himself from her. “I got this, ladies. You just sit back and enjoy.”
Joanna’s gaze wandered over her fiancé’s muscled back as he walked up to the bar.
“You going to eye fuck him all night, or what?” I teased. A blush immediately rose to her cheeks.
“Cut it out.” She slapped her napkin against my arm, but not before I caught her sneaking another peek and drooling over him again.
When I followed her gaze to the bar, my heart sputtered and my mouth went dry. Colin McCoy was behind the old wooden bar, filling glasses from the tap with beer in beautiful shades from dark amber to gold.
“You know,” Jo added hopefully, “now that you’re in town again, maybe you and Colin could pick up where you left off.”
I tried to sound as indifferent as I could manage despite the warmth feathering across my chest. “Nah. I think it was just a one-time thing.” Over my drink, I took a peek at him again.
Fuck. That man is a walking orgasm.
“We agreed it would be better to be friends—especially with you and Lincoln now back together. Your friend group doesn’t need us tangled together and complicating matters. Plus, we were separated by ninety miles.” I shrugged my shoulders and flicked my eyes to the dance floor and hoped to look confidently unaffected by his presence.
“Well not anymore. He’s right here.” Jo bumped my shoulder and winked. Since getting together with Lincoln she’d become a hopeless romantic.
I can’t even handle being around him—he’s too tempting and my life is a literal train wreck right now.
As if my thoughts wound through the crowded bar and tapped him on the shoulder, his eyes flicked up and locked onto mine. The familiar thrum of desire bloomed in my chest, sinking lower into my belly.
It really was a fucking shame that I had sworn off meaningless sex—all sex for that matter—before getting to see Colin McCoy naked again.
Damn, the things I would do to you.
Colin’s eyes didn’t leave mine, but a smile quirked his lip up and that lopsided grin was nearly my undoing.

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About Lena
Lena Hendrix is the author of steamy, contemporary romance novels. Her love of romance started with her grandmother’s Harlequin paperbacks and now Lena’s stories are full of heart, humor, and plenty of strong Alphas with marshmallow insides-she likes her coffee hot and her heroes hotter!

Lena lives in the midwest with her husband, three children, and two derpy Australian Cattle Dogs. When she’s not writing or devouring new novels, you can find her hiking, camping, fishing, and sipping a spicy margarita!

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Release Blitz: Between Rage & Regret

 

When Kai disappeared five years ago, he left Shayleigh with a broken heart. Now he’s 

back and wants to reconnect with those he left behind, but one secret will turn his life 

upside down. Can Kai and Shayleigh’s love overcome all the suffering and secrets?

Fans of K.C. Crowne and Melanie Harlow will love Between Rage & Regret by Willa 

Watkins, a slow burn, enemies to lovers, second chance, small town romance.

Blurb

Kai Ashford has been treated differently by his father his entire life, receiving only coldness and 

often violence. When he discovers the reason for so much contempt, a tragedy happens and he 

disappears.

Five years later, he is forced to return to help his brothers and reconnects with the people he left 

behind.

Shayleigh has known Kai her entire life and hates him for having broken her heart all those 

years ago. She does everything to resist his charms and keep him out of her life.

During Kai’s attempt to understand Shayleigh’s hatred, secrets are revealed. One which will turn 

Kai’s life upside down. Can love overcome all the suffering and secrets?

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Excerpt

Copyright 2021 @Willa Watkins

Kai hopped over the low fence that separated our houses, wearing shorts that fell loosely on his 

hips. He was shirtless and barefoot with unruly hair.

"You're trespassing," I said.

He ignored me and approached with a wide smile. "Did you miss me?"

I did and I was ashamed of it. "Barely noticed you were gone."

"Well, I missed you, Shayleigh. I couldn't stop thinking about you the entire trip," he said, 

sounding sincere. However, I knew him well. This was Kai being Kai. "I even brought you a 

present."

"Whatever it is, it can't be good."

"Is William home?" He signaled with his chin in the direction of my house. 

"Yes, he's home and you should leave."

Surprisingly, he obeyed and jumped back to his side of the fence and I didn't see him anymore. 

But good things never last and he returned a few minutes later. At least this time he stayed on 

his property.

"Come here, Shay." He waved me over. "I want to give you your gift."

He wasn't kidding. Maybe he did think of me. "No, thanks."

"I'm serious, Shay. Come here. You won't regret it."

I bit my lip, eyes everywhere but on Kai. But then I glanced up and pleading brown eyes stared 

back. Eyes that looked so deeply into my own. My body squirmed just a little as my muscles 

relaxed. There was something about that gaze of his and I almost caved. Almost.

"No, go home, Kai." My breathing became softer and his pleading expression dissolved into a 

smile as soft as the morning light and that was enough to melt the ice in me. "Fine."

Groaning, I stood and strolled to the fence. He was holding a rectangular box wrapped in gold 

paper with a red bow. 

"For you." He thrust it in my direction. I took the box and eyed it with uncertainty. "Aren't you 

going to open it?"

"What's in this?"

"Open and you'll see."

I shook the box. It was light and whatever was inside shifted. "If this is some prank..."

"Why do you always think the worst of me?"

"Because you are the worst, but I'll open it later. Thanks." I turned my back on him and hurried 

inside.

Two at a time, I ran up the stairs and locked myself in my room. Curious to know what he had 

gotten me, I tugged on the red bow and loosened the knot. I lifted the cover and once I grasped 

what was in it, I burned from the roots of my hair to my toes.

I was going to kill Kai!

I marched to my window, unlocked it, and called out his name. He appeared instantly. 

"F*ck you, Kai," I spat. 

"No, baby. F*ck you, if you know what I mean." 

Fuming, I picked up the purple dildo and threw it at him. It didn't reach him but fell on his yard 

and the jerk burst out laughing. 

About Willa Watkins 

Willa is an author of mature New Adult and Contemporary Romance. She is happiest writing her 

fearless kissing tales with a cup of coffee in hand. Her stories are addictive, suspenseful, and angsty.

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TMST #6: Libraries

Hello. I hope this week's TMST finds you well. So.... Libraries... do you use yours?  I do not. The Last time I was in a library was the summer of 2006. That year I also received my driver's license, my favorite athlete retired and my favorite baseball team was in the World Series. Those things have nothing to do with this week's topic. I just thought mentioning them would make this post more interesting.

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Release Promotion: Spellbound

Grieving being torn from her beloved sister, who remained behind in the human kingdom, Elle makes it her life purpose to become a keeper in her cursekeeper coven.

But this calling won’t be an easy one.

The magic possessed by her small coven of four casts them as outsiders throughout the kingdom. Yet when witches are found murdered in the woods, the cursekeepers quickly become the town’s only hope.

Many believe the murders are the work of a god. An old one returned in search of vengeance. Elle, on the other hand, suspects Viktor, the new warlock to town, is somehow linked to the violent deaths. However, his agenda doesn’t stop there.

Infiltrating her coven.

Charming everyone around him.

Threatening her plans to become a keeper.

This rivalry quickly becomes personal.

When the truth behind the murders surfaces, Elle finds herself thrust into a dangerous new world, trapped between twisted hearts and terrifying beings. With the victims piling up, she must decide who to trust and who to protect before it’s too late.

 

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Rebecca lives in San Antonio, Texas, with her husband and son. Born and raised in England, you can find her drinking tea, writing new worlds, and designing covers.

Rebecca devoured every book she was given from the age of five and fell in love with magical worlds. When she got older, her imagination grew with her and she delved into writing strong characters and vast worlds.

When she's not writing or spending time with her family, you can find her traveling, and hosting book signings with Spellbinding Events.

The Fate of Crowns, book one, releases January 5th, 2021 with the following four books releasing between January and June.