The Passion to Write is Not A Passion Wasted.
A dog mom with an immense passion for pizza, I’d love to share my work with a few audiences (maybe more!).
Reina
Born into a life of criminality, I never had a choice in my life but to adhere to the path my family chose. Independence from my evil roots is out of the options otherwise people won’t hesitate to come after me. Enemies of my family who want revenge for the wrongs they did. But the biggest enemy of all is the Manon family. And I made the mistake of falling in love with one of their brooding men. The worst thing? He doesn't remember me.
Liam
Being a Manon was both a blessing and a curse. The biggest curse of all was having a target in my back the moment I learned to utter my first words. Now I only have memories of one great night in a city with a faceless woman I don’t remember loving. And a marriage I don't remember proposing.
Dane
She's a sparkplug I had the worst job of all by looking after. I knew the moment I first laid my eyes on her when I was seventeen and her too young to even understand attraction that she would eventually be the death of me. I managed to successfully ignore the feelings I shouldn't have for years. Her, not so much. Not when the walking sex appeal manage to ensnare the men she passed at the simple sashay of her hips. Now she was in my city, out of a job, with a penchant for getting herself in trouble. One thing I know for sure, she was fucking up my plans of being the good guy.
Adeleide
I'm not in love with Dane Jacobs. Especially because he isn't kind, or stole the room when he entered, or always wanted what was best for the people he cared about even at his expense. No, he's not a good person at all—at least, that's what I want to believe. All it took was a scandal for him to finally notice me. And now that I have his attention, I don't think I want to let go of it. But I can't have him. Because I don't know who my brothers will kill first if I did, me or their best friend.
Levi
Vicious. Malevolent. A monster. At least that's the title they gave me. I'm not afraid to take what I want, when I want without thinking twice. That's how I stayed on top of the game in the business industry. No one could touch me. They could try, but they always end up with a severed limb or a decapitated head under the guise of a construction mishap or a drunk driving incident. I will do anything to protect the name I built or myself, even if it meant destroying a certain raven-haired girl who stole from me on what seemed to be the greatest night of my life. Or hiring her to do my dirty work. Either way, she's going to wish she never met me. One thing's for sure, I was going to make her bleed.
Robyn
Some call me a thief. Some call me a con artist. I call myself a person who is trying to get by even if it meant doing the unthinkable. I made a mistake in choosing a man to con. Because if I had chosen someone else, I wouldn't have met Levi Pavlov. Cruel, vindictive, and a son of a bitch. What peeved me out the most was how much he mirrored my atrocity. The funny thing was, he made it seem . . . normal. That was until fate had other plans. Now, my identity was in jeopardy if I didn't take him up on his offer. I was on the deep end of the pool and the only person who can prevent me from drowning on my crimes was him. And as much as I hate to admit it, I was liking the game we were playing. But what I do know is, only one of us is getting out unscathed.
Sylvie Drake never intended to get caught. If anything, this was a first. The new girl in a small town only had one rule in her lifetime that she lived by and that was to take life one step at a time. By one step she meant making sure the floorboards don't creak when she's breaking into school property or whatever infrastructure she manage to get her sights on.
Mystery shrouded her entire being the moment she stepped foot in Elwoods Vicinity, a mystery Beck Asher can't help be curious on. So when he caught her breaking into school premises in the middle of the night, Sylvie was bound to three favors Beck desired from her in exchange for keeping his mouth shut. What Sylvie doesn’t know is that Beck also has a secret of his own.
Both thrown together by unlikely circumstances into a life of chaotic events and broken bones, will Sylvie be able to keep her secret hidden, or will her newfound friends go down with her when the people of her past life finally catches up?
--Book 2 in the Tell Me Series but it can be read as a standalone--
A secret passion hidden beneath tough exteriors, Ayla Morales tried so hard not to fall for her friend, especially the one she trusted the most. A complicated love against a comfortable embrace. Deep within their hearts lies a suppressed emotion they cannot escape no matter how hard they fight. But they know it can’t be. So what do they do? They keep hiding their truths.
Ayla
He was a jock and I used to be an outcast. I shouldn’t even mention that I was part of Cole’s crew as his dealer and girlfriend. That sentence alone would earn me a cake to the face by the same people who call to me in the dark to buy their drugs from. I don’t fit into his life and he doesn’t mine. So why do I have this incandescent need to be near him everyday? One night almost made me drop everything in my life and be part of his. If only I had remembered it. Even if I did, I can’t. Because Cole might hurt me he knew.
Elio
She’s had it hard in life, but I mean, who hasn’t? That doesn’t give her the right to push me away. But I’m glad she keeps me at arm’s length otherwise I would have already screwed up my three year relationship with the woman I claim to love. This is where the problem begins, Ayla Morales never seemed to get out of my mind. One night was all it took to make me open my eyes. My best friend was the one for me. I just don’t know how to get her, especially when she doesn't want to get out of her abusive relationship.
A friendship found amidst a tragedy, Sierra Pierce found a confidant in Julian Pavlov and had been inseparable ever since. A shared trauma that brought them closer together, until another tore them apart. Buried deep within them rests a story that they never want to let out. So what do they do? They tell more lies.
Sierra
I run and I don't look back, not unless I need to. I had a whole new life away from the shadows lurking beneath. But I cannot get rid of them. Not unless I face it. Being a high school senior does not exempt me from facing the law. But here's the thing, they haven't caught me yet. And the authorities have no clue I did it. Only me, the crickets, and Julian.
Julian
She was a liar who pierced a heel right through my heart when all I ever did was trust her. Never again. She ruined my life right before she up and ran to another city. If she ever goes back to Ridgewood Bay I will make sure she regrets ever crossing me. I don't care who she was, not anymore. All I want is to take back the time she stole. But I can't, so she'll have to settle on me having the upper hand. After all, it's a shame if someone told her secret.