A bookseller turned romance author. I'm a writer mom with 4 kids and 2 furbabies and an over-active imagination. Forever dreaming of happily-ever-after.
Friday, March 22, 2024
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Thursday, March 7, 2024
New Release! Into the Dark #romancefantasy #dark #pnr #newrelease
Trapped in a realm where the dead roam the forest, Allison Reed searches for the truth behind a mystery haunting her small town. Relying on a stranger may be her only chance at survival. Despite the danger, Allison refuses to give up hope of returning home, especially when she finds herself falling for the brooding man who saved her.
Brian Morrissey has long given up hope of escaping this cursed dimension. Living in constant darkness, he knows his time is running out. But when he meets Allison, she brings a glimmer of light into his life. He will do whatever it takes to keep her alive, even if it means sacrificing himself in the process.
As their fight for survival intensifies, Allison and Brian cling to each other and their dwindling hope against all odds. With sinister forces lurking in the shadows, will they sacrifice their love for a chance to escape? Or will they remain forever trapped in a nightmarish world where the dead hunt the living?
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Friday, August 4, 2023
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Have You Fallen Into the Dark?
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Excerpt:
The footsteps echoed closer.
She scanned the area, searching for an object she might use as a weapon. There was nothing except some debris in the far corner, what looked like leaves and old rags. Nothing she could use to defend herself.
Allison’s heart thumped so loudly it became difficult to listen to the footsteps as they drew closer. All she heard was the drumming of blood pounding in her ears. She couldn’t see anything beyond the archway leading to this room. The source of the dim light originated from somewhere to the left of the opening, but beyond that, she didn’t know what might be out there.
Fear made her feet scurry until her back hit the stone wall beside the wooden ladder. She didn’t know what to do. Whatever was down here had been put here for a purpose.
Some animal? A bear, wolf or lion? Starved until the sisters fed him. Was she supposed to be sacrificed as dinner?
Was that why they said they hadn’t killed any of their victims? They’d thrown them into a hole in the ground and let an animal finish their dirty work. Semantics, but maybe that’s how they viewed it.
Allison wasn’t ready to die, but she didn’t know how to defend herself against an animal without a weapon either.
So, she did the only thing she could think of in a situation such as this.
She hid.
Allison crawled beneath the wooden ladder, curling her knees against her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs. She wanted to tuck her face into her knees to hide, but she couldn’t take her gaze off the archway. She needed to see what animal approached.
If she kept still, perhaps whatever walked in this direction would pass the opening, not noticing her presence.
She waited, heart thundering as she clutched her arms around her knees. The footsteps got closer. They weren’t hurried. The steps sounded slow. Sluggish. Cautious.
Stalking? Hunting?
Allison wished to close her eyes.
I’m invisible. I’m invisible.
If she kept repeating the words in her mind, they might come true.
It will walk by. It won’t see me. I’m invisible.
A tall shadow appeared in the opening. As it stepped into the chamber, she recognized a human shape, not an animal as she’d expected.
A man.
He stepped cautiously, his feet shuffling forward. He was tall. Well over 6 feet.
As he approached, he turned enough to allow the low light to illuminate his face. He had shaggy brown hair and a long, thin, narrow face covered with an unkempt beard. His blank expression sent a shiver of apprehension racing through her.
Something about his stance, the way he approached the chamber made her uneasy. He walked slowly into the room, aimlessly stepping from left to right and left again with no obvious direction.
Perhaps, if she remained hidden in the poor light, he’d turn and leave.
Although, how could he not see her? The ladder was not solid wood. There were open slats. She curled beneath, searching for protection, but the low light from the doorway must be enough to illuminate the area. She was sure there wasn’t much shadow beneath the ladder to keep her hidden.
Yet, he didn’t see her. And why didn’t he move his gaze to search the room? He stared straight ahead, neither looking left nor right, up nor down. Simply straight in front of him.
He held a long, sturdy stick in his hand. As he shuffled near, she realized the point of it was sharpened. Like a makeshift spear.
A weapon.
He was armed.
Had this man killed those victims? Would she be next?
Allison wanted to duck her head and cry, but she was too frightened. Instead, she kept her gaze locked on the man as he walked across the room. The space wasn’t large, perhaps 15 feet at its widest. And he was only a few steps away. It wouldn’t take much for him to turn in her direction and use the spear to attack her.
As he walked past her hidden spot, she noticed his clothing. Faded blue t-shirt and tan trousers, badly torn and filthy. Not only dirt stained his clothes, but something else, too.
Was it mud?
Or was it… blood?
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Wednesday, May 3, 2023
When Inspiration Strikes #IWSG #writing #writinginspiration #storyideas
IWSG Asks: When you are working on a story, what inspires you?
Inspiration comes from several sources. For me, I get a lot of inspiration from the dreams I have at night while I'm sleeping. Since I was a child, I've always had vivid dreams. My mother once suggested that I write my dreams into a notebook, and maybe one day I could make stories from them. I followed her advice. I've been keeping a dream journal since I was a teenager. It has become a source of many of my story ideas. For these, the dreams are so strong, the images so striking, that the dream haunts me for days afterward. Not in a bad way. But one that compels me to write it down and craft a story from it.
My paranormal romance, Into the Dark, was inspired by a dream I'd had about a woman captured by witches and thrown into a dark hole in the ground. She was not alone. Someone was with her. A man with shaggy brown hair and a long face. His clothes were badly torn and dirty. Not only dirt stained his clothes but also something that looked like blood.From that dream, a 90,000-word story developed and is now available on Kindle Vella.
Another story I created from a dream was Loving Boone. This dream didn't play out as a story in my head like Into the Dark. Instead, it felt more symbolic. In my dream, my family was being attacked by a dozen or more large cats. It was scary. Then one of the cats morphed into a young man and begged us to stop fighting his family. From that image, the young shifter in my dream became Boone Evans. The idea of two families at war with each other unfolded, and soon I had developed a paranormal romance with cougar shifters.
Sometimes I'm inspired by listening to a piece of music that sparks an idea. Or perhaps an emotional scene from a movie. I once overheard a couple at the mall arguing with each other which created an idea for a line of dialogue in a story.Then there are times when inspiration strikes at the oddest moments. The idea for The Pirate's Lady hit me while I was driving to work one sunny day. For whatever reason, I had an image of a man and a woman sword-fighting on a beach at night pop into my head while I was driving along the highway. I was curious and kept playing the what if game until a story emerged. I couldn't get that image out of my head until I finished writing the story.
When all else fails, what truly inspires me is my desire to simply write stories. I love writing! I've been writing since I was a child. I'll never stop. Stories fascinate me! Intriguing characters, fantastic settings, spellbinding plots. I feel like this is what I'm meant to do in this life. So, that's what I'm doing. :)
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Tuesday, September 13, 2022
New Chapters for Into the Dark! #Excerpt #PNR #suspense #witches #zombies #strangerstolovers #KindleVella #Vella #VellaRomance
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“I’m going with you.” Her hair muffled Brian’s voice as he spoke into the crook of her neck.
She licked her lips, baffled by his statement.
“What?”
Brian rolled onto his side, leaving a chill of empty air above her. She grasped at the only blanket they had, but since they both lay atop it, she could only use the edge to cover herself. Not that it mattered, she reminded herself and felt foolish for feeling so exposed. Brian couldn’t see her nakedness. Not without his hands.
She had the sudden urge to take his hands and place them on her body again.
“When you leave,” Brian clarified with a relaxed sigh. “I’m going with you.”
Allison blinked, then moved, lifting herself onto her elbow so she could face him.
“You can’t.”
He grunted an unamused laugh. “Who says?”
“I say. They need you here.”
“They need more than I can give them, Ally.”
“You’re all they have.”
Brian sighed, and the sadness he carried within started to chip away at his relaxed and sated state.
“They don’t need me. Ally, they need medicines we don’t have. They need hospitals and doctors who can heal them. People who can see them.” He scowled and the serene expression from a moment ago faded completely. “And I don’t want to leave you alone with Donovan.”
She huffed. “You don’t trust me?”
“I don’t trust Donovan,” he amended. “And I can’t stand the thought of not hearing your voice. Even for a day.”
Emotion swelled within her, striking her silent. Her throat clenched tight. She couldn’t speak for fear of having him hear her tears in her voice.
A loud knock sounded at the door.
“Break’s over,” Brian sighed, turning his face from her. Dismay and heartache settled once again into his expression as he got out of bed, searched the floor for his clothes with his hands and began dressing.
Allison’s lips parted, wanting still to say the words, but the moment was gone. She shut her mouth, frowning.
Later.
Maybe tomorrow.
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Thursday, August 4, 2022
Read an #Excerpt for Into the Dark #paranormalromance #survivalromance #strangerstolovers
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The footsteps echoed closer.
She scanned the area, searching for an object she might use as a weapon. There was nothing except some debris in the far corner, what looked like leaves and old rags. Nothing she could use to defend herself.
Allison’s heart thumped so loudly it became difficult to listen to the footsteps as they drew closer. All she heard was the drumming of blood pounding in her ears. She couldn’t see anything beyond the archway leading to this room. The source of the dim light originated from somewhere to the left of the opening, but beyond that, she didn’t know what might be out there.
Fear made her feet scurry until her back hit the stone wall beside the wooden ladder. She didn’t know what to do. Whatever was down here had been put here for a purpose.
Some animal? A bear, wolf or lion? Starved until the sisters fed him. Was she supposed to be sacrificed as dinner?
Was that why they said they hadn’t killed any of their victims? They’d thrown them into a hole in the ground and let an animal finish their dirty work. Semantics, but maybe that’s how they viewed it.
Allison wasn’t ready to die, but she didn’t know how to defend herself against an animal without a weapon either.
So, she did the only thing she could think of in a situation such as this.
She hid.
Allison crawled beneath the wooden ladder, curling her knees against her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs. She wanted to tuck her face into her knees to hide, but she couldn’t take her gaze off the archway. She needed to see what animal approached.
If she kept still, perhaps whatever walked in this direction would pass the opening, not noticing her presence.
She waited, heart thundering as she clutched her arms around her knees. The footsteps got closer. They weren’t hurried. The steps sounded slow. Sluggish. Cautious.
Stalking? Hunting?
Allison wished to close her eyes.
I’m invisible. I’m invisible.
If she kept repeating the words in her mind, they might come true.
It will walk by. It won’t see me. I’m invisible.
A tall shadow appeared in the opening. As it stepped into the chamber, she recognized a human shape, not an animal as she’d expected.
A man.
He stepped cautiously, his feet shuffling forward. He was tall. Well over 6 feet.
As he approached, he turned enough to allow the low light to illuminate his face. He had shaggy brown hair and a long, thin, narrow face covered with an unkempt beard. His blank expression sent a shiver of apprehension racing through her.
Something about his stance, the way he approached the chamber made her uneasy. He walked slowly into the room, aimlessly stepping from left to right and left again with no obvious direction.
Perhaps, if she remained hidden in the poor light, he’d turn and leave.
Although, how could he not see her? The ladder was not solid wood. There were open slats. She curled beneath, searching for protection, but the low light from the doorway must be enough to illuminate the area. She was sure there wasn’t much shadow beneath the ladder to keep her hidden.
Yet, he didn’t see her. And why didn’t he move his gaze to search the room? He stared straight ahead, neither looking left nor right, up nor down. Simply straight in front of him.
He held a long, sturdy stick in his hand. As he shuffled near, she realized the point of it was sharpened. Like a makeshift spear.
A weapon.
He was armed.
Had this man killed those victims? Would she be next?
Allison wanted to duck her head and cry, but she was too frightened. Instead, she kept her gaze locked on the man as he walked across the room. The space wasn’t large, perhaps 15 feet at its widest. And he was only a few steps away. It wouldn’t take much for him to turn in her direction and use the spear to attack her.
As he walked past her hidden spot, she noticed his clothing. Faded blue t-shirt and tan trousers, badly torn and filthy. Not only dirt stained his clothes, but something else, too.
Was it mud?
Or was it… blood?
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Friday, May 13, 2022
Behind-the-scenes of Into the Dark #KindleVella #pnr #mustread #dystopianromance #writinglife #WhatToRead
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Sunday, April 10, 2022
Into the Dark #ReadOnVella #serializedfiction #ReadMe #PNR #paranormalromance
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Friday, March 4, 2022
Into the Dark Episode 3 #Excerpt #KindleVella #pnr #zombies #witches
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"Please." He whispered so softly that even with his mouth pressed against her ear, she barely heard him.
The desperation in his voice stunned her. Silenced her. Allison stopped struggling.
And she realized his attention wasn't on her. He stared in the direction of the opening, where the moaning grew louder. Whatever made that horrible noise moved closer.
A shadow filled the doorway. It shuffled, rocking side to side as it crept forward. And then it stepped into the light, making it visible to where she sat huddled with the stranger beneath the ladder.
At one time, the creature must have been human. It had the features of a being who could have passed for human.
Arms, legs, a torso, a head.
Beyond that, the thing was barely recognizable.
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Thursday, February 24, 2022
Taken to the Forest ~ Into the Dark Episode 2 #Excerpt #pnr #witches #KindleVella #readonvella
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Three large
stones about four feet in height stood around the platform and each of the
women moved to take their place by a separate stone. Allison remained standing
in the center of the triangle-like arrangement while Shannon continued aiming
the pistol at her.
At the
platform by Allison's feet lay a large, flat, rectangular slab of stone
protruding slightly above the rock. Although it wasn't high, it appeared
coffin-shaped, which did not bode well for her regardless of the sister's
assurances she was not meant to die.
"What
is this?"
"Our
altar, sweetie," Melanie said. "You're our sacrifice."
Despite the
warm air, a chill swept across Allison's skin. "I thought you weren't
going to kill me."
"You
won't die. Not yet. We're sending you through a portal into another dimension
where we'll feed on your energy while you're alive. We're witches, sweetie.
Immortal witches, as long as we feed on souls to sustain us."
"Funny,"
Allison grunted. "Do you regale all of your victims with fairy
tales?"
Again,
Shannon laughed. "It's just too much fun to see the look on your
faces!"
"Enough,"
Morena reprimanded in a sharp tone. "Either we send her or let her go.
Let's be done with it."
"Oh, we
can't let her go." Shannon giggled, tucking a few strands of black hair
behind her ear. "Although, it's been a joy to watch her panic."
"She's
not simpering or wailing like some of them, though," Melanie added,
glancing at her sister. "Maybe we should shoot her, anyway."
Their
bantering sounded too bizarre for Allison to decipher between truth and
fiction. They simply concocted nonsense to scare her witless.
Witches?
Immortal? A portal into another dimension?
Maybe she was dreaming?
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Friday, January 7, 2022
The Mansion Holds Secrets ~ Into the Dark Episode 1 #Excerpt #KindleVella #PNR #DystopianRomance
Monday, December 6, 2021
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