Hello Romance Readers and Authors,
I have some fun news.
Several of my books have gorgeous new covers.
Take a look.
Dancing Vampires
Spicy
Vampiric fey
Scottish Highlands.
And dancing that can get you killed.
If you love Romantasy with sharp claws, dark magic, wicked humor, and gorgeous immortals who are definitely bad for you… this one is waiting.
Remember when you were having the best night of your life and then seven gorgeous women stepped out of the shadows and ruined everything?
Yeah, that happened to Ian McDuff.
One minute he's leaving the pub with his brothers, laughing his way through the Scottish Highlands.
The next?
A stunning redhead pulls him into a dance beneath the moonlight,
then her sexy red fingernails turn into claws sharp enough to shred his back
Oops.
I'm Sorcha—the woman who danced with him.
My sisters and I aren't human.
We are vampiric fey.
Ancient. Dangerous. Addictive. And we came hunting men.
But somewhere between the seduction, the chaos, the battles,
and the sizzling chemistry…we fell hard.
For the McDuff brothers,
plus, a highland God, a bagpiper, an IT geek, and even a steampunk musician.
Now we’re risking everything for forbidden love.
There's just one tiny problem:
The War Goddess Morrigan is furious.
And the Valkyries, those psychic shield maidens, are absolutely unhinged.
And Now
A New Book Is Rising…
At the Rise of the First Moon
Coming the first of June.
A romantasy mystery novella filled with ancient magic, danger, longing, and moonlit secrets.
Mystical forces stir beneath the first rising moon.
Old powers awaken.
And love may be the most dangerous magic of all.
This story carries everything I love most—mythic atmosphere, emotional romance, mystery, longing, and ancient magic whispering through the darkness.
I cannot wait to share it with you.
Love made them legendary. A dark mystery threatened to tear them apart.
I was born with the moon.
I endure as it wanes.
They say my story truly begins
with a mortal man.
They remember me riding ahead of him,
just beyond his reach.
They say he chased me for days
and could not catch me.
What they forget
Is that I stopped
when he spoke my name.
I did not ride at a magical pace
to evade him.
I rode
to be seen.
I chose when to stop.
I chose when to speak.
I chose to love
this mortal prince, Pwyll.
They said it was the end of our story.
It was only the beginning.
Thank you for continuing to take this Romantasy Journey with me through space and time.








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