When I was a girl of about eight, on a visit to my grandparents, my grandfather asked me what I wanted to be. I said
Month: January 2022

“Crystal Clear Truth is supposed to be the final book in the Antonello Brothers series. I said that when I wrote book #2 also, so

Miss Primm is reading a historical fiction romance series that falls under the time-traveling Highlander subgenre. No, I won’t tell you which one it is,

She’s hiding a secret. He’s hiding one too. Aaron Stirling has fallen for Kristal Frost, the woman who runs the sex shop downstairs from his

Bryant Street Publishing, a division of Scribd, sent me an email. “[We’re] reaching out because we’re looking to sign new writers for Bryant Street Shorts,