I write sweet-with-heat paranormal romance about broody shifter men and the women brave enough to claim them, set in the kind of small towns where secrets live in the mountains and second chances are always one full moon away.
When I'm not writing, you can find me with too much coffee, too many tabs open, and a deeply unhealthy investment in fictional bears.
Every series is its own town, from the Smokies to Snowberry Ridge, and the locals know more than they let on.
Bears, horses, wolves and more. Broody, protective, and completely undone by the right woman.
Fate does the introductions. The couple does the work. Every book ends happily.
The Snowberry Ridge prequel. A quiet lynx shifter, the café owner who saves him the good mug, and one spring when the river starts to rise.