It’s Mardi Gras, but for 16 year-old psychic Trinity Monsour this is no time for celebration. Another girl is missing. Haunted by visions she doesn’t understand—of an empty street lined by crumbling old buildings, a terrified voice warning her to be careful, and a body lying motionless in the grass—Trinity embarks upon a dark odyssey she could never have imagined. She’ll stop at nothing to better understand her abilities, convinced that doing so is the only way she can make sure the terrifying images she sees never actually happen.
It’s time! It’s time! It’s finally time! Though my book doesn’t drop for another bazillion months, it IS time for a cover reveal! I’m so excited to show everyone the first taste of THE COLLECTOR: A DANTE WALKER NOVEL, and hope and pray you decide to share in this moment with me.
I need a break from writing and reading. That’s a lie. In truth, my husband insists I need a break. “We need to get out of here,” he says. “We need to go somewhere and be together without gadgets and cell phones and iPads.”
What if there were teens whose lives depended on being bad influences? This is life for sons and daughters of fallen angels in Sweet Evil.
Tenderhearted Southern girl, Anna Whitt, was born with the sixth sense to see and feel emotions of other people. She’s aware of a struggle within herself, an inexplicable pull toward danger, but it isn’t until she turns sixteen and meets the alluring Kaidan Rowe that she discovers her terrifying heritage, and her will-power is put to the test. He’s the boy your daddy warned you about. If only someone had warned Anna.
