I was sitting in the middle of biology class trying to make Professor Thompson’s words make sense. I loved my history class that Liam and I were in together. I loved the creative writing class that I was taking because I was getting to stretch myself so much as a writer.
Everything I learned in class, I was apply to the romance novels that I posted to the online serialized Zoodago and the response was amazing. My readers, especially my most popular reader, couldn’t wait for me to drop the next.
I was sitting near the front, pretending to take notes while Mr. Thompson droned on about cellular respiration, but secretly, I was brainstorming the next that took place in my novel, the where the alpha king brings his bride to an abandoned cabin in the mountains.
Suddenly, I heard snickerin
