Hello! I primarily write young adult supernatural, mythological, and fantasy. I also dabble with picture books. I enjoy the process of creating and wish I could do it full time. I am an Admisitrative Assistant with three girls. I am currently querying my first book. I love to journal, read, write, and spend time in the outdoors. I enjoy coffee, wine, and making cheesecake (and eating it!) I’m looking for one or two critique partners for my current manuscript and future manuscripts.
I enjoy reading young adult in all genres, primarily paranormal, horror, romance, fantasy, and sci-fi. I’ve recently been reading a lot of Darcy Coates. I love a good haunted house book. I love the classics including Pride and Prejudice and Jane Eyre.
I do not like military books or modern day war books. (Fantasy is an exception). Not into middle grade.
Riddled with guilt over her parent’s accident, seventeen-year-old Vanessa Brooks moves in with an aunt she blames for her mother’s death. When she arrives at the decrepit house, someone seems to watch from an upstairs window, but on further investigation, she finds only an attic of questions. Who is the mysterious guy in the photographs? Whose initials are on the ring? What’s inside the locked trunk?
Kindhearted Tristan Aleksandr shares rumors about Vanessa’s haunted home, the death of an old woman, and her son’s mysterious disappearance. Vanessa doesn’t believe the stories, but when strange occurrences plague the house, she realizes it’s haunted by the missing son, Christopher. Vanessa attempts to communicate with him by mirror-gazing and unexpectedly pulls him through glass, back into her world.
When Vanessa resolves to help Christopher discover who murdered him, dangerous threats begin: a ransacked room, menacing phone calls, and Christopher wanting Vanessa for himself. Now Vanessa must choose – abandon her investigation to protect her family or be haunted by her ghosts forever.
The dead are bones in a casket, living only in our memories. If memories were all I had left, then I refused to forget. No matter how far from home Aunt Jane dragged me.
We drove through a narrow tunnel of trees that stood on the sides of the highway like prison bars. A canopy of branches extended over the road casting fingers of shadow in the fading daylight. I lowered the window and a cloud of humidity flooded my lungs. There was no escape. Aunt Jane wasn’t turning around, and what was there to go back to? My home was now in the hands of strangers.
Jessie draped her head over my shoulder and thrust her golden face out the open window. She panted and slobber dripped onto my hair. Yuk. I scrunched my nose and fished a tissue from the glove box, blotting away the drool. Aunt Jane’s Golden Retriever was the only good part of this whole deal. Poor girl. She seemed as tired of the trip as I was—eighteen hours of torture. Nebraska and Iowa’s nothingness was awful, but these trees… good thing I wasn’t claustrophobic.
“Not far now. You’re going to love Autumn Grove.” Aunt Jane said, pushing her hideous canary rimmed glasses up her nose for the hundredth time.
“Don’t bet on it,” I huffed under my breath.
She let out an exasperated sigh. “Can’t you make the best of the situation? Look at the positive. We have each other.”
“There’s no best in this situation.” I leaned against Jessie’s soft head to hide the trembling of my lip.
“Vanessa, I can’t change what happened. Please, give me a chance?”
I snapped my head to glare at her. “Why should I? You didn’t give my mom one.”
The silence stretched like the distance between us. I hated her for taking everything from me.
I currently have rough drafts on multiple other projects. A sequel to this book, a YA book steeped in celtic mythology, a fantasy, a picture book, and a couple adult romances.
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