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Kindle Unlimited & Audiobooks! 

Can you believe I haven’t sent one of these out since September??? I can’t! But I have tons of fun news to share. It might include ways you can read BOTH of my series for FREE. (Really. You can read both of my series for free.)

Kindle Unlimited

It's official. The Bad Bloods series and the Timely Death trilogy are now available through Kindle Unlimited. If you're a Kindle Unlimited subscriber, you can read both series for free. This is a limited-time offer, so make sure to grab them while you can. I'm super excited to see these books reach more readers on a new platform! Please share.
Bad Bloods Audiobook

Bad Bloods: November Snow is officially available as an audiobook! I’m ridiculously excited. Check it out on AudibleThe narrator, Jonathan Johns, is amazing. In fact, in order to get the characters *just* right, he had the opportunity to learn some behind-the-scenes info no one else knows. So I hope you’ll check it out and enjoy it!
 
Please leave a review! 
Bad Bloods in the Library!

For the first time in my entire author life, I have seen my books placed in a library. These moments might seem super small, but they feel super huge to me. As a teen librarian myself, I know how important libraries are to a community. They are amazing. If you're lucky enough to have one nearby, be sure to visit your local library. Make sure to request your favorite materials, too. Most libraries will consider ordering them! We librarians love you for it.

Minutes Before Sunset Audiobook!

Check out a behind-the-scenes video of the Timely Death trilogy audiobook! 
Now Available!

Minutes Before Sunset (book 1 of the Timely Death trilogy) is officially available as an audiobook! If you watched the behind-the-scenes video, then I'm sure you're excited. The narrators, Sarah Puckett and Steve Campbell, are so talented. They truly brought the Dark to life. Check it out on Audible. I feel incredibly lucky to have dual narrators on this series. 
 
Please leave a review! 

The LitUp Festival! 


Some of you might have noticed that I'm not blogging or on social media as much as I used to be, but that doesn't mean I'm not around! In fact, I had the absolute joy of attending the LitUp Festival in Independence, Missouri this summer. Not only is this awesome festival run by my library, it is also focused on young adult fiction, and it is run by teens. I was able to meet Rainbow Rowell and one of my heroes, Ishmael Beah. The Mid-Continent Public Library is planning on having this event happen again next year, so look out!
A SAT Update
 
This year has been super hard, not going to lie. As many of you know, I've been struggling with some health issues, and my cat had cancer this year. Thankfully, my cat Boo Boo beat cancer. (YAY!) I wish I could also say I'm all better now, but I'm really just learning how to cope with everything better. Auto-immune disorders suck. Taking some serious down-time for myself has been helpful. But that also means I don't have publications prepared for the near-future. 
I am writing and editing manuscripts, though. I'm still trying and not giving up. <3 In fact, I'm including a sneak peek of one of my WIPs below, and I hope you enjoy it. It's my first historical fantasy, based on an Irish myth, but that's all I'm saying for now. 

Thank you for sticking it out with me! I love you all so much. 

Exclusive Preview

A quick glance around left her one choice.

She grasped the lamp beside her, and slung the hot oil at the crowd. The soldiers lit up in hellfire.

The smell of burning flesh filled Mayati’s nose, and then their screams died. Burnt bodies fell to the ground at her feet. Her toes burned.

Mayati hissed and stumbled back until her spine found the wall. Before her, flames licked the marble walls, only to die out when they found nothing else to burn, but much of the fire clung onto the corpses.

Smoke surrounded her. 

Mayati gasped for breath, but couldn’t find any air. Her vision began to blur, just as the remaining flames thinned. Then, on the other side of the hellfire, a shadow took the form of a man, and he stepped through—as if fire were nothing more than fog.

“Gael?” Mayati asked, because she couldn’t be sure.

The man before her had black eyes—as dark as coal—and blood streaked down one cheek.

When he met her eyes, he looked right into her soul.

Mayati swallowed fear. “Gael? It’s me. Mayati.” 

Finally, he seemed to recognize her, and his stare cleared. “Are you hurt?” 

He took a few deep breaths, as if doing so would calm him and keep him from reverting back to whatever creature he had transformed into. 

“What are you?” she asked, agape, because she longer knew who stood before her.

Was he a prince? Or a demon?

One could never be sure.

 
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