Lost Girl: Hidden, Book One Audiobook is Now Available!

LostGirlAudioBookCoverIt’s a busy week over here — two releases in one week! The first is the audiobook for Lost Girl, which is now available on Amazon, Audible, and iTunes! (I teased a sample of the audiobook in this post, if you’d like to have a listen.)

I can’t fully express what a great experience this was for me, and I am looking forward to working with actress Tonya Cornelisse and the awesome team at Punch Audio in bringing the rest of the series to life.

I should also mention that if you don’t have an Audible account, you can open one and get your first book from Audible for free — so that may be a nice way to have a listen and see if you like the audiobook experience. I think you’ll really enjoy this one. Tonya did an awesome job bringing  my characters to life. It really is almost like listening to a radio play by an amazing one-woman show.

Imps, man. You need to hear her as the imps. That’s all I’m gonna say.

Oh, and that moment Molly and Nain meet for the first time? She nailed it.

Oh, oh — and that letter at the end? I cried, and I was the one who wrote the damn thing. 🙂

Anyway. I hope you’ll check it out. Here are those links again:


EarthBound_UpdatedCover_700-2As for the second release of the week — Earth Bound will be out on FRIDAY! As with Forever Night, it will be free on release day so my amazing, loyal readers can grab it for no additional cost. Reviews on both the audiobook and Earth Bound are, as alway, very much appreciated.

Have a great day!

Sneak Peek (Listen?): Lost Girl: Hidden, Book One Audiobook

I have had the pleasure of working with actress Tonya Cornelisse and the team at Punch Audio in producing the Hidden audiobooks, and they just wrapped production of the first one! It should be available for sale in the next couple of weeks via Audible, Amazon, and iTunes.

This has been an awesome experience. Tonya is a very talented and busy actress (check out these interviews with her here and here) and our engineer, Samir, has been awesome even during those times when I forget check my email and he’s waiting on me to listen to things. 🙂 Tonya will be the narrator for the entire series, so there’s definitely a team-type feel in making these audiobooks. Here is a first listen, just a taste, of Lost Girl:

Aaaah! Don’t you love it? The first time I heard Tonya’s voice, I swear I shivered a little. Her voice is just how I hear Molly in my head, so I was thrilled when she agreed to audition, and, even more so, when she accepted the offer to narrate. I am so excited about these, and I can’t wait to share more with you!

What I’m Writing Wednesdays: Week Three

It’s Wednesday again, which means it’s time for another tiny sneak peek at what I’m currently working on. Unlike the last snippet I shared, this isn’t something you’ll have to wait much longer to read! This is from the upcoming installment of Earth Bound, which you’ll (hopefully!) have in your inboxes on Friday.

The set up: Meaghan goes into work the morning after she and Heph have their date/Zeus battle. Nain leaves, and, for a little while, it’s just Meaghan and Molly in the loft. Here’s some of what happens.

* * *

“Do you have any questions?” Molly asked.

“About?” Meaghan responded, knowing full well what the goddess was asking.

“Christ, I feel like a mother giving ‘the talk’ for the first time,” Molly muttered. “About Hephaestus, or what he is, or his parents, or whatever. This must be overwhelming,” she said, taking a seat on one of the stools. “And Heph is so wrapped up in you, he’s probably not even realizing what a shock all of this might be.”

“Is he wrapped up in me?” Meaghan asked quietly. When she looked back up, Molly was watching her, empathy in her features.

“You have no idea,” Molly said with a small smile. “He’s nuts about you. He’s told you that, though,” she added.

“He has. I just don’t quite believe it.”

“Heph isn’t a liar,” Molly said.

Meaghan sat on the stool next to the Angel, her tea forgotten. “If I ask you stuff, do you promise not to tell him? I don’t want him to think I’m prying, but I just—“

“It’s okay,” Molly said. “It’s between us.”

Meaghan took a breath. “Aphrodite.”

“Was a coldhearted bitch who never brought him any happiness and murdered two of my closest allies right in front of me,” Molly said, ending with a snarl.

“That whole goddess of love thing, though,” Meaghan pointed out. “And she must have been gorgeous, right?”

Molly let out a small laugh. “Goddess of lust, maybe. I don’t think Aphrodite loved anyone but herself. She was gorgeous. Physically perfect in every way. I hated her,” Molly finished, and Meaghan laughed. “She had kids with Ares, not her husband. Theirs was an arranged marriage, and they never should have been forced to be together.”

“Did he love her?” she asked softly.

Molly shrugged. “I doubt it. He lusted after her, for sure. He’s admitted as much. Early on, he wanted a real marriage with her, but the longer it went on, the more she insisted on continuing her thing with Ares, Heph went from being hurt, to pissed, to just not caring.” Molly paused. “Their relationship was not good for his ego. Not in that department, anyway,” she finished quietly. After a few moments, she added, “I think the two of you have that in common, probably.”

Meaghan nodded.

“You’ve been thinking you couldn’t possibly live up to what he had,” Molly said. “Really, the thing is that maybe you’re showing him what an actual relationship feels like, for the first time in his existence. And if you mess around on him, if you break him, I hope you can run really, really fast, because I will have a problem with you.”

“I wouldn’t,” Meaghan protested. “We might not work out,” she finished quietly. “I don’t even know what we have, really.”

“Not working out is one thing. It happens. I’m just saying: be honest with him. If you decide you’re done,  then you’re done, but don’t sneak around behind his back, and don’t lie to him. And for the record, he’d never lay a hand on you in anger,” she added, reading the concerns in Meaghan’s mind.

“You didn’t see him last night,” Meaghan said, speaking the fear she’d been trying to shove away. “So much rage. And that kind of power is terrifying, and I barely lived through being with somoene who had a tiny speck of the amount of power Hephaestus has.”

“Heph and his father have issues,” Molly said, toying with an envelope from the ever-growing pile of mail on the kitchen counter. “You should ask him about it sometime if what you saw last night worries you that much. That’s his story to tell. Not mine.”

“But you were fine telling me about Aphrodite?” Meaghan asked, confused.

Molly shrugged. “You knew all of it already, or at least you started to put it together. You know Aphrodites’s sons aren’t Heph’s. And you’re not dumb. It doesn’t take a genius to know what that means.”

Meaghan crinkled her brow. It was slightly annoying that she was broadcasting her thoughts to Molly and Nain all the time, but she guessed it was also kind of convenient, too.

“I think I love him,” Meaghan said.

Molly met her eyees, gave her a small smile. “Well… duh.”


* * *

That’s it for this week!

What I’m Writing Wednesdays: Week One

I’m going to try this, and we’ll see how long I stick to it. The goal here is to share a snippet of whatever I’m working on every Wednesday. I really do want to try to establish a more regular blogging schedule. One more thing on the interminable to-do list, I guess. 🙂

For this week’s “What I’m Writing Wednesday,” I thought I’d share the opening lines of NETHER. I shared it on Facebook this morning as well. I’m kind of surprised by how emotional I am over this book. Highs and lows, and the knowledge that I’m going to be both excited (because I can’t wait to share this story with you guys) and sad to see HIDDEN end. The words “I am Molly Brooks…” have been part of my life for four years now, since Molly became Molly in that third draft of what became “Lost Girl.” It’ll feel kind of weird to start a novel without them.

Without further ado, here are the beginning lines of NETHER:


My name is Molly Brooks.

Not many know me by that name.

To them, I’m the Angel.



I can’t even think either of those two words with a straight face.

And yet, here I am.

The people of my city are becoming accustomed to seeing me soaring in, wearing my customary black, and punching whoever needs to get punched.

They’ve seen me freeze troublemakers with a word.

And they believe the spin our government has put out about me.

It helps them sleep better at night.

What they don’t know, in general, is that the villains don’t listen to me out of fear or respect.

They listen because they can’t not listen. Because I have control of their mind and actions, and that unless they’re mentally strong, they don’t have a chance in hell of fighting back.

They don’t know that I can steal the abilities of those around me, that I feed off of emotions and power. They don’t know that, should I ever lose my mind, there’s not a whole lot that can stop me.

Lucky for them, I have no goddamn intention of losing myself again. Ever.

I have fought my way back from death. Torture. I have been at the edge of the abyss, and I’m still here.

I have been captive. I have had to fight for myself. I have been bonded to the immortals, possessed by an angry primordial being. And where she was, where Nether lived in my soul, I feel emptiness now.

And I welcome it. 

For the first time in my entire life, I am learning exactly what I am. Who I am.

I was a lost girl.

I was a freak.






And, now, I’m figuring out what it means to be me, to live by my own terms, to stop dancing to the tune set by those who came before me.

My life.

And I swear on everything I am that I am going to make it a good one.

that I’m going to be the hero I’ve always wanted to be.

The woman I want to be.

I am done playing games,

being afraid,

fighting what I am.

This is my life. 

And there will be no help for those who try to take it from me.


The book is almost done! About one more week of writing, then a couple of weeks of editing and tweaking. I am a bundle of nerves and emotions right now.

I’ll have another installment of EARTH BOUND for my newsletter lovelies on Friday. Have a great day!

Molly and Eunomia


Forgive me for going all “My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic” here on you. (My kids LOVE that show, and so do I.) 

This post was inspired by seeing Susan (hi, Susan!) post on Facebook that Molly and Eunomia were two of her favorite book besties. I was happy to see that, because as much as I love writing the romantic relationships in my books, writing those friend and family relationships is just as enjoyable. Every time I get to write E and Molly together, it’s a treat. Honestly, I would like to write many more E scenes than I have, because she’s a fun character and her back story is amazing. I do have an idea for that, but that would be something to think about when Nether is finished.

Which should be in the next couple of weeks. I hope.

Anyway, back to Molly and E. What I love about both of them is the fact that they are each very experienced in certain aspects of life, and not at all experienced in others. For example, you have E, who has been around for thousands of years. She’s seen every facet of death and destruction you can imagine, and some we probably can’t. Her entire existence has been about duty, about fulfilling the things she was created to do. Interpersonal relationships, leisure time, basic, simple things, are things she has just about zero experience with until Molly comes into her life.

And then, there’s Molly. Who has lived in the mortal realm, who has had love and loss and hate and all of the normal things she’s taken for granted. As we learned in Strife, there are several things (ahem) Molly had done that E hadn’t. But for all of her human experience, Molly knows next to nothing about the world she really comes from. It’s all new to her, as is the fact that she isn’t at all what she thought she was.

So in their own ways, I feel like Molly and E are both kind of stumbling along. The great thing is that they have one another to lean on when they need to.

I really wanted to write a female friendship that had just about zero to do with anyone or anything other than the two women involved. I didn’t want any of the cattiness or stupidity over men or competing over nonsense that it seems many female relationships in the media are centered around. And even when things potentially could have gotten weird between the two of them (again, in Strife) the loyalty they have to one another surpassed any of that.

In addition to those heartwarming moments, I have to admit that writing Molly and E fighting side-by-side is a lot of fun for me.

I think what I wanted to get across with all of the relationships in the series is that things are complicated. Even with people you love. Even with people you hate. Feelings are not simple and as a result, neither are relationships. People screw up. People change. It’s the foundation of love and trust that two people have between them that determines whether the relationship will last.

And if Molly and E’s relationship has a bit of complexity to it, we haven’t even gotten into Brennan and Nain’s friendship yet. We may need a professional on hand to tackle that one. 🙂

Side Note: Earth Bound

This week’s installment of Earth Bound went out this afternoon. I hope you enjoy it!


Have a great weekend!

RT Book Reviews: 4.5 Star Review for STRIFE!

I just had to share this with you. I mentioned it on my Twitter and Facebook pages a while ago, I but I just realized I hadn’t mentioned it here. The lovely Jill Smith from RT Book Reviews (who also reviewed HOME and gave it an amazing 4.5 out of 5 stars) published this awesome review of STRIFE in the September issue. Check it out!


How about that? I still grin like an idiot every time I read this review. 🙂

Have a great day, all. Newsletter subscribers: you’ll have this week’s Earth Bound in your inboxes sometime tomorrow afternoon, most likely.

Sneak Peek: Nether

I am celebrating getting over a rough patch with Nether… by sharing a sneak peek of Nether! Enjoy!



I was finishing up, talking to a few of the people from the neighborhood, when I noticed the black SUV pulling up to the curb. I suppressed a groan. This would be my government counterparts. I’d avoided them as long as I could, apparently. I had to give Bren credit: he’d kept them off of me longer than I thought he’d be able to.

I watched as Ross and one of his underlings got out of the SUV, and noted Brennan climbing out of the passenger side. One look at him told me all I needed to know, even if I couldn’t sense emotions: the man was pissed. That tightness in his jaw, the cold glare he sent in Ross’s direction.

Either Ross was a really good actor, extremely confident, or totally clueless, since he didn’t seem to realize that he was in bodily danger.

Personally, I voted for clueless.

I moved away from the Normals. This probably wasn’t a conversation they needed to hear. I was relieved that they didn’t insist on coming with me, trying to hear what we were saying. They were taking me at my word that it would be handled, and there aren’t even words to express how crazy that still is to me. And when Heph arrived and they all flocked to him, I had to smile. The man was probably even more popular than I was. He was, after all, the one who got the lights back on and life back to normal. He gave me a wink before I turned back toward Ross and his guys.

“Angel,” Ross said as he approached.

“Agent Ross,” I said, with just as much warmth in my tone as he’d had. I had to wonder how he ever got his job. The man had the personality of a damp rag. His men alway looked either bored or confused, and usually both.

I glanced at Brennan, who was still shooting Ross looks that would have made me cower, even knowing Bren would never hurt me.

“As you can see, there is absolutely nothing for us to do here, unless you count getting in the way as being productive,” Brennan said. The other agent, who I wasn’t familiar with, chuffed out a breath in a sound that might have been a laugh. “I know you need to feel important here, Ross, but you’re useless unless you want to help Heph shovel some of that mess out of the way so he can fix the sewers.”

“No one asked you, Matthews,” Ross snarled. “So this is another immortal doing this?” he barked at me, and I raised my eyebrow.


“And what are you doing about it? Because from what I see, you have your pals fixing the messes, yet I don’t see you out there doing what you’re supposed to do.”

“And what is it you think I’m supposed to do?” I asked, shooting Brennan a glance.

“You’re supposed to be out chasing it down, not standing around here basking in the glow of your fame,” he said, and I stared at him.

“Basking? Really?” I said.

“You love it. The adoration. And for what? As long as you’ve been with us, you haven’t done shit beyond give press conferences.”

Before I could react, Brennan had Ross by the front of his shirt, his face inches from the shorter, thinner man’s.

“You have no clue. You have no idea what she does every single day to keep everyone, including your smarmy ass, safe. Because she doesn’t go around advertising every single action she takes the way you do. And considering that you came to her, begging for her help,” he continued as Ross struggled to get out of his grip, “I’d suggest showing her a little fucking respect.” He released Ross with a look of disgust and turned back to me.

I watched in amusement as Ross took a few steps away from Brennan, shooting him looks as he straightened his tie. It was rare for Brennan to actually show that he was pissed. Usually, by the time he was pissed off enough to act, it was too late for whoever had pissed him off to save themselves.

“Any other agent would have been written up for insubordination for shit like that, Matthews,” Ross said, pointing a trembling finger at Brennan which did absolutely nothing to help regain the appearance of control. The other agent was standing next to Brennan, arms crossed over his chest, looking more than pleased with the turn of events. Honestly, he looked like a kid at an ice cream parlor or something.

I liked him. I sensed for him, and felt his good mood over seeing his boss shown his true place. Respect for me and Brennan, and undertone of concern for the circumstances. He was a Normal, but unlike Ross, he didn’t seem perpetually freaked out by all of this.

“Yeah, well. I’m not just any agent, am I, Ross? And we all know you’re on your way out. I wonder who’ll replace you when you’re canned,” Bren said with a smirk.

I glanced at him. “Seriously?”

He grinned at me. “It’s all but a done deal. The higher-ups think he’s made more than a few missteps, the main of which is that he doesn’t understand a damn thing about how the supernatural community works because he’s lazily relied on my reports all these years.”

I smiled. “So why not put the man who actually knows shit in charge, right? Finally.”

He laughed. “And they’re not happy with the way he’s treated you. You wouldn’t know it from the interactions you’ve had, mostly with him,” he said, gesturing toward Ross, who was standing there seething, “but you have a ton of fans in the agency and in higher levels as well. Pissing you off is not something anyone wants to do.”

“Well, congratulations. It’ll be a vast improvement.”

“Yeah, it will,” Bren said, nodding. I had to laugh. There was that cockiness, that self-assuredness I hadn’t seen since before Nain died. His gaze met mine, and he nodded once before looking away.

“It’s not a done deal, Matthews,” Ross said.

I rolled my eyes and turned away from Ross, and Brennan followed suit. “So it looks like the same as the last one. Heph is making the repairs now to limit any chaos,” I said to Bren. We started walking toward where Heph was, Ross trailing behind us like a cranky toddler, the other agent at Bren’s side. “These people should have the lights on and water running within a few hours at most,” I said, and Brennan nodded.

“Give me a little fuckin’ credit, queenie,” Heph called from the ditch Demeter had cleared around the broken sewer pipe. “An hour, tops.”

I grinned, and the assembled Normals cheered. Bren and I exchanged a glance.

“He’s loving this, isn’t he?” he asked quietly as we kept walking.

“Every single moment,” I answered, and he laughed.

“I’ll keep looking,” I continued. “Jamie sent me the reports she ran, and this  is right in line with what she predicted from the pollution stats. I’ll start monitoring the next few probable sites.”

“I can put some men on them, too, so we can cover more of the possibilities.”

“I’d appreciate it, thanks,” I said. “I really miss the imps at times like this. They were freaking masters at surveillance.”

Brennan reached over and took my hand, gave it a squeeze. “You’ll get them back. Have you seen them at all?”

I shook my head. “Once Nether’s around, I probably will.”

I heard another car approaching and turned to watch. It was another black SUV, and Jamie and another government guy climbed out. Brennan nudged me with his arm.

“Listen,” he said, meeting my eyes. I nodded.

I heard Brennan’s voice in my mind. This is Director Petersen. He’s in charge of homeland security now. Ross’s boss. Also a huge fan of yours.

“Thanks,” I said softly, and he nodded.

“Agent Matthews,” Petersen said, walking up to Brennan, hand extended.

He was a good looking man. Early to mid-forties, maybe. Tall and broad, muscular. Blond hair, blue eyes. He could have been related to Brennan, from looking at the two of them.

And he was a warlock.

“Director Petersen,” Bren replied, shaking the man’s hand. It didn’t go unnoticed that Petersen addressed Brennan, and not Ross. “I’d like to introduce you to the Angel,” he said, nodding toward me.

Petersen turned to me with a smile. “Finally! I’ve been looking forward to meeting you and thanking you in person for all of the help you‘ve given us.”

“Thank you,” I said, shaking his hand. I sensed for him. Respect. As I studied him, I watched as his eyes took in the scene around us, noting Heph working on the pipes, the Normals standing around. “I admit I was not excited to join up, but other than a bit of unpleasantness, I’m glad Agent Matthews convinced me to work with you,” I said.

Petersen nodded, and his gaze landed on Ross. “Yes. As far as the unpleasantness. I am sorry about that.”

I nodded.

“You will meet with me at nine tomorrow, Ross,” Petersen said, and Ross gave a terse nod.

“What was that?” Petersen asked in a mild voice.

“Yes, sir,” Ross grated.

“Good.” Then Petersen turned back to me. “I can’t believe how fast you and your friends get things back to normal. This would be a giant pain in the ass otherwise.”

“Instead, it’s just mildly terrifying,” I said, and Petersen laughed.

“You know who’s doing this, I assume? Agent Matthews has been typically tight-lipped about anything related to you.”

I shot a glance at Brennan, who was watching me. “And I appreciate that. As you’ve undoubtedly heard, I like as little interference as possible when I’m working.”

“Absolutely. All I need to know is that you know what’s going on and you’re working on it.”

“And I am,” I assured him. “This isn’t something any of your agents could deal with. It has to be me.”

Petersen surveyed the area. “I can see that. It is mind-blowing.”

I nodded. “I’m working on tracking the being responsible down. Hopefully we can stop this from happening again. It’s my top priority right now, in addition to tracking down the being who destroyed Hart Plaza the other day.”

“Two separate beings, then? I was hoping it was all the work of one insane, powerful supernatural,” Petersen said.

“Nah. That would be too easy, director,” I said, and he laughed. “I know who they are, and it is something my friends and I are uniquely suited to handle, and we will.”

“You have my eternal gratitude, Angel,” Petersen said. “If there is anything at all I can do for you, please don’t hesitated to contact me.” He reached into the inner pocket of his blazer and pulled out a business card.

“I will. Thank you,” I said. I was getting antsy. Too much talking, not enough smashing. And every second I stood around, one or the other of my two foremost troublemakers were undoubtedly preparing to do something else insane. I turned to Brennan.

“I need to get going,” I said.

He nodded. “Thanks again. I’ll stick around in case there are any questions.”

I nodded, then excused myself and walked out of the Normals’ line of sight, between two large trucks parked in the otherwise empty lot.  I focused on the house Nain and I had moved into, and felt that familiar sensation of being pulled apart, cell by cell, until I came back together again in the kitchen of our flat.

I had to track down my insane Titan. I had to stop her from doing this again, no matter how much I agreed with her in general. I had Jamie’s reports, and I had Brennan’s promise of help for recon.

What I really needed now was a tracker, someone who knew what to look for.

And I knew just who to ask. Assuming she wasn’t busy babysitting just then.



Nether will be out in November! I’ll undoubtedly have a few more sneak peeks between now and then. 🙂 I hope you enjoyed it!


Strife: The Playlist

Music is almost as integral to my writing process as coffee.


I mean, let’s not go crazy here.

Anyway. I’ve mentioned before that every book has a playlist. Part of my pre-writing process for a book is putting a playlist together. These help me not only with the overall mood of the book, but also by providing yet another cue that it’s time to write. I sit down, drink some coffee, check my email and stats, and then I start up my playlist and I know it’s time to focus.

Here are ten of the top songs I listened to during the writing of Strife. There are a few others, but they’re kind of spoilery, so I left them out. It should also probably be noted that there is some potty-mouth language in this playlist. (It is a list inspired by Molly and company, after all!) Just a warning for anyone checking it out at work or with little kids around. 🙂

Playlist: Strife: Hidden, Book Four

1. Paramore: Renegade

2. Florence + The Machine: Shake It Out

3. Garbage: Run Baby Run

4. Garbage: Why Do You Love Me?

5. Imagine Dragons: Demons

6. Pink ft. Lily Allen: True Love

7. Eminem: Survival

8. Eminem ft. Rihanna: The Monster

9. Rihanna: What Now

10. Katy Perry: Unconditionally

If you want to listen to the full playlist (which includes a few songs that I also listened to, but didn’t make the top ten) you can check it out here on YouTube. Oh, and by the way… Strife, Hidden Book Four is out TODAY! Yippee!!

Release Day! “Strife: Hidden, Book Four”

Hidden_Strife_SeriesCover_200It’s finally here! The fourth Hidden book, Strife, is out today!

What do you do when your most dangerous foe is the one living inside you?

When Molly Brooks fought her way back to Detroit after her trials in the Nether, she came back changed. The life she thought she had, the one thing that helped keep her sane, was gone. She feels wrong in her own skin, scared. And her powers… well. They’re just not working the way they’re supposed to.

She doesn’t have a whole lot of time to wallow, though. With two angry spirit daemons hell-bent on punishing her and the city she loves for her deeds, as well as war brewing between Detroit’s supernaturals, and certain members of the pantheon looking for revenge, Molly has her hands full.

But what she’s forced to face is nothing compared to the evil that lurks inside of her.

As her world starts to spiral out of control, as war rages, Molly finds comfort in the last place she ever thought she would. And she comes to learn, after a life spent alone, what family really means.

And how much she’s willing to risk to protect it.

You can grab your copy of Strife on Amazon. Please let me know what you think. As always, reviews on Amazon and GoodReads are very much appreciated!

OUT TODAY! Forever Night: A Hidden Novella

Hidden_ForeverNight_200If you’ve been missing your fix of the group of misfits and badasses from Hidden, you might want to check out the spinoff novella, Forever Night, which is free (today only!) on Amazon.

Forever Night takes place between books three and four and focuses on Molly’s awesome vampire sidekick, Shanti. While Hidden, in general, leans more urban fantasy with some paranormal romance, I think Forever Night is a little more paranormal romance with a bit of urban fantasy. 🙂

So, what’s it about? Here’s the blurb:


Each death she caused, each life she saved, was its own kind of prayer.

Shanti Williams has been saved by the Angel (as Molly Brooks has been called by the citizens of Detroit) twice in her life: once at sixteen when the Angel rescued her from a life that would have been a living nightmare, and again when Shanti, as a new vampire, came to her begging for death.

Instead, Shanti gained a home, a new family, and purpose.

With the Angel gone, and no one knowing when she’ll be back, Shanti is adrift again, but this time, she’s determined to make a life for herself. A good one. A life to be proud of.

Detroit’s supernatural community is at a crossroads, chaotic after the departure of the Angel. Amid the chaos, a few vampires are determined to do their part to keep the world safe. And they want Shanti to help.

Torn between loyalty to her current team and the desire to learn more about herself, Shanti has to decide how best to use her talents.

And her life only gets more complicated the night she saves a gorgeous mortal from certain death at the hands of a vampire. A mortal she can’t get out of her mind, no matter how hard she tries.If only she could use all of her renowned courage to let herself take a chance on happiness.

FOREVER NIGHT is a paranormal romance novella set in the HIDDEN world. It takes place after the events of Home: Hidden Book Three.

This is the story that my newsletter subscribers were reading along with as I wrote it over the past few months. I hope you enjoy it!

Also: reviews are hugely appreciated, as always. They are a big factor in helping others find my books, and I am grateful for every single one of them.

Have a great weekend!