If my pillow could speak it would tell you some stories. Like, all the stories I come up with at 2am in the morning when I should be asleep, because you see, for some reason my brain has decided that 2am is optimal time to have an activity spike and flood my mind with plots. … More Sleep? What’s that?
Indigo’s Journey continues! They say, there’s no rest for the wicked. In that case I must be pure evil. When Hyde said the cadets would be getting Fast Tracked, he wasn’t joking. It’s hard staying on top of the shadow cadet duties, but I’m not one to shy from a challenge. However, just when I … More New Release!
Begin a new journey with a new set of characters. The Vampire Diaries meets The Walking Dead in this Post-Apocalyptic Urban Fantasy Adventure. For the Blood Stay alive at all costs. No attachments, no looking back, no emotion. The last thing my father gave me was a key. No explanation, no details, just a … More New Release!
I’ve always loved it when things fit together, puzzles and riddles and orderly neat things, and when I started writing last year I wanted to create a huge world, something that had lots of tiny pieces that would eventually slot together to make a bigger picture, and where each part of the puzzle hinted at … More How it all comes together
Hey, My name’s Carmella Hunter, Malina’s bestie? Remember me? The witch blood with barely any power? Yeah, that’s the one. Anyway, Debbie was kind enough to give me my own series. I guess if you sulk enough you can get anything. Okay, kidding. I didn’t sulk, I bribed her with sugary snacks and compliments, authors … More Being a Witch Blood without any magick sucks!
THE BOOK THE BLURB Rachel catches the same commuter train every morning. She knows it will wait at the same signal each time, overlooking a row of back gardens. She’s even started to feel like she knows the people who live in one of the houses. ‘Jess and Jason’, she calls them. Their life – … More The Girl on the Train
THE RED UMBRELLA The red umbrella was leaning against a tree, and despite the snow and frost and wetness of the morning it was bone dry to the touch. Kate retracted her hand quickly, overcome by apprehension. “Go on. Pick it up,” Aaron said. Kate looked back at her group of friends standing a few … More The Red Umbrella