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Weston doesn’t believe in voodoo but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t believe in him. His life and family were steeped in the stuff and it was fine, until voodoo took everything from him, ripped his life from his grasp. And when it swallowed whole the person he loved most he had to escape. But there were consequences. His voodoo goddess wasn’t going to let go of him so easily, and her revenge was the pinnacle of evil. He could have dealt with something like impotence or boils, bu

The only way to learn how to write is to write a lot. I can’t remember which writer I got that little piece of advice from but it has always rung true for me. There are times I want to tell a story but don’t feel like I am doing the characters or their voices justice. Writing a book is hard, but it’s not always hard in the same ways. Speak No Evil has been in my head for a long time. I wrote it 5 or 6 years ago. I was not a great writer then. I had these characters in my head

Maybe we have the idea of mental health all wrong. I’ve been thinking a lot about mental health recently. I read a powerful twitter thread, I can’t remember who wrote it, about how hard it is to reach out when people are at their lowest. It stuck with me, and I’ve been thinking about it for days. Maybe instead of constantly telling people, we are there for them, we should talk about mental health more, tell our friends and loved ones they aren’t alone and tell them why. We ne

During this time of year I start to see a lot of posts about ‘accepting family’ and ‘reaching across the table and hugging someone who disagrees with your politics’ and to ‘put it all aside to bring families together for the holidays’ and I want to say FUCK OFF. This isn’t disagreements over small government vs large government and fiscal responsibility anymore. We aren’t fighting over taxes. This is life and death for me and people like me. I will not stand aside and be arou

Amazon Amazon UK Add it to Goodreads About the book: All good things must come to an end. George is trying to hold his world together, but it’s crumbling and he doesn’t know who he’s even fighting anymore. All the people he loves are suffering because of him. Jesse is shattering because he can’t provide what George needs. Elliot is broken perhaps beyond repair. Zac is ruined by his own doing and isn’t fit to be what Elliot needs him to be. There is no soothing light at the en

There are times I look back on my writing career and it strikes me how different a person I was when I wrote my first book, and even my third. It might be overly introspective, but I feel like a completely different person than I was four years ago when I started this journey. Nearly each and everyone one of my books was written to get me through something, and King Consort was no different. Even through the evolution of the books I’ve written in the last six months I’ve chan

Why is finishing a book so hard? The last ten to fifteen thousand words of a book is like a soul sucking succubus I run into this issue every time I near the end of a book. It doesn’t matter if I write if in order, or not in order, when I can see the finish line, instead of an easy sprint to the end, I get lead shoes and finding words is like pulling teeth. All the while plot bunnies start breeding and become rampant. I’d like to think of myself as a well focused person, but

I had a bad writing year last year. There is no way to justify it. I had tons of legitimate excuses. Many reasons I wasn’t getting in the words everyday I needed to get down, and yet at the beginning of this year I felt like a failure. I’m used to writing about three books a year, even with as many tangents and plot bunnies as I chase, I finish things. Last year I could barely stay focused, and when I was writing, words wouldn’t flow on anything I needed to finish. Then the e

Buy Ever So Madly! Love is for peasants, nobles marry for power. These are the rules Jocelynn has lived by. She is expected to be the poised and perfect vision of relentless power. Set to inherit the House of Akillie she was bred to rule. Men have never turned her head, until now Madden achieved the impossible, the first in over a century to escape the life of hard labor and earn a place among the elite. With the chance for a fresh start, he has to stay focused, not damn hims

Summer break is looming, and by looming I mean hanging over my head like a damn dark cloud. I have ten days left of peace. The days are spread out over the next three weeks, and I’m dreading summer. Not because I’m the asshole parent who doesn’t like spending time with my kids. I do, for the most part, but summer brings zero set writing time. I’m not really sure how I wrote so much in the past with little people always under foot, but now it’s fucking had. It’s always “Dad I

As many of you know, I tagged along with a good friend of mine, Kerry Heavens, to a signing she was doing in Chicago. I grew up in Chicago and a chance to visit the city to ride trains and see a friend from the UK was a chance I couldn’t miss. I’d never been to a signing before, and damn, it’s an entire different universe in there. I watched JA Huss sign books for 5 hours straight as she was only a couple of tables over and had no less than 30 people in her line at all times.

Clouded Hell is 2.99 for a limited time! I survive on avoidance. Physical pain to avoid the mental. Disposable flesh to avoid relationships. Work to avoid attachment. My club became my empire of avoidance. Inside the ring millions are won and lost. The fight is confined to breaths, actions and reactions, fists and pain. Rules don’t exist. Only my opponent exists. I’d been avoiding my needs for far too long when Remi stumbles into the Inferno and I’m hungry. The promise of a s

I have always stood by my love for cliffhangers. I love when an author rips my heart out and stamps all over it and keeps me coming back for more. My Bound series has a few of those endings. Clouded Hell is a standalone, it wraps up nicely with a bow. But I knew this was coming. I knew my sins as an asshole would come back to bite me in the ass one day and they have. I have all the emotions now and probably a year to wait until the next book comes out. I picked up V.E. Schwab

I used to think everything was black and white. I led myself in these hard defined limits, expecting everything and everyone to conform. I think a lot of my view of the world had to do with how I was raised. My life was set in hard lines, this was right, and this was wrong. There was no room for flexibility. One of my favorite examples to get this point across is explaining the Catholic view on doubt. I was taught from a young age that to doubt God or the church was a sin. Th

Another year is almost at its end and I tend to do a lot of reflecting with the new year approaching. December has always brought change to my life. I got an acceptance from Evernight two years ago in December. My Father died in December eleven years ago. I’ve had a few breakups in December. Reflection is good for the soul. I’ve never been happier. For the first time I am surrounded by brilliant people who not only work as hard as I do but understand success takes dedication.

****Flash back from before Legally Bound*** Daniel was in the middle of a mass of writhing men, as some remixed rap song blared over the speakers. Sweat dripped down the back of his neck while guys pressed into him from all sides. It smelled of cologne and men. There was no place he’d rather be at the moment. He just hoped Jesse wouldn’t call him at the crack of dawn because his wife woke him up. Large hands grabbed his hips from behind and a hard body met his ass. Daniel roc

A little bit about Veil of Scars: Steven is tall, dark and damaged. He doesn’t let anyone close, comfortable on the outside of normal life where he can hide his scars behind a wall so high that nothing gets through…except them. Despite a childhood marred with black and blue, he’s survived and moved in with his two best friends, Sam and Charlie. Life should get better, but it was Sam who held him when the dark threatened to swallow him whole, Sam who gave him a place that felt

Blurb The last thing Daniel, a hard-working public defender, expected to see the morning after a one night stand was his hook up staring back at him from the wrong side of the law. Assigned to work his case, Daniel vows to keep things professional with Rafael but has a hard time controlling his craving for dominance, the control and the connection they shared. Rafael, a paid dominant in the Chicago underworld, has been dealing with a cop problem for far too long. Used to sex

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