Happy Tuesday!

I've been struggling to write this email to you because, frankly, my life is pretty boring right now. Not much has been going on this month, I've been in the writing cave, but not with anything I can share right now. It's weird not publishing twice a month every month, but honestly, I'm grateful for it.

It was a lot of work pumping out story after story so quickly and I definitely felt that by the end, I wasn't giving much justice to the stories I really wanted to tell. Like my demon mafia series. I wanted that to be so much more than it was but I was so rushed into writing them that I didn't let them flourish to their full potential and now I regret it.

I'm considering going back and fleshing them out, but I'm trying to stay the course and focus on new and bigger things. So, until I make a firm decision, the only thing I've done with the series is rebrand them with discreet covers. Check them out!

What do you think?

For now, I'm slowing down now and taking word counts off my books. You'll see I'm still writing in the novella range but my stuff is going to be coming in between 30,000 and 50,000 instead of the 15,000 to 20,000 range I have been sticking in for the last year and a bit.

Excited? I hope so. More steamy times, and more story.

So, with that in mind, here are some preorders that are currently up for my upcoming books, which will all be in this length, and monster-themed! Yay!

Gretel

When I was eight years old, my mother married a man and promised me that we'd never have to run again—the woodsman would protect us.

And he did. He just didn't protect me from his son.

After my mother died, I only had the Woodsmans, but it wasn't enough, not while Hendrix hated me so much. When I turned 18, I left our family home and never looked back. After all, that's what Hendrix wanted— because if I didn't, he promised to kill me himself.

But when news of my stepfather's death arrived, I find myself returning to the house in the woods I left behind four years ago ... and returning to Hedrix's hostility.

Hendrix

When my father told me he was marrying a siren, I thought it was a joke. We were hunters, from a long line of monster hunters, and marrying a siren went against everything he had ever taught me.

He claimed he loved the harpy who bewitched him and her insufferable little offspring, Gretel, too.

Except the longer I spent with her, the harder it was to do what needed to be done. So, I told Gretel to go and never return— my only act of kindness.

But when she returns, she insists on coming with me to meet the woman my father married early last year. The creature who I'm positive killed my father and stole my inheritance.

And this time, I know I won't be able to hide my deadly intentions from her ...

All monsters must die.

Who says monsters can’t fall in love? In Screaming Woods, anything is possible. Welcome back to the little town turned monstrous by a party potion gone wrong. Your favourite instalove authors are bringing you hairier, scarier, and hornier monsters than ever before in this beastly series coming to your kindle in May 2023.

That's it from me! Much love,

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