New Release/Author Interview: Theresa Hissong/Noah (Rise of the Pride, Book 10)

New Release Interview with Theresa Hissong

1.    What is the title of your newest release?

Noah (Rise of the Pride, Book 10)

2.    What is/was the release date?

March 24, 2020

3.    Can you share the blurb and genre of this release with us?

Noah is the 10th book in the Rise of the Pride series.

Noah Shaw has a secret, and the only person who knew his true nature took it to her grave. The presence of Landon Bryant is a test to the desires he keeps close to his heart, but he refuses to separate himself from the human male when his mating scent reveals his true feelings to the pride.

Landon Bryant’s only goal in life had been to start his veterinary practice and learn to live with the scars of his past. From the moment he first laid eyes on Noah Shaw, Landon wanted to know more about the male. As a human, in a world of shifters, he finds solace in being accepted into the pride of panthers while living on their protected lands. His new home comes with the ability to be closer to Noah, but he isn’t sure if Noah is the right male for him. 

The news of Gadaí wreaking havoc on the human world will put the Shaw pride on the streets to hunt the alphas who created them. The shocking discovery of female rogues will change everything the pride has ever vowed to keep sacred. With the new threat, Noah will set aside his demons to protect the humans and his people.

As the new war wages outside of the pride, Noah and Landon find peace with each other, binding themselves as mates. Will Noah’s pride and family stand beside him when he makes the ultimate decision to make Landon his in soul, body, and blood?

4.    What makes this particular genre you are involved in so special?

I have always loved anything paranormal. I’d wanted to write about shifters for the longest time, and had actually written a book about werepanthers back in 2013. I wasn’t happy with it, so it went into my “Book Ideas” file I keep on my computer.

That book sat in the back of my mind for a few years, and in 2015, I decided to dive back into the paranormal genre. I sat down one evening and planned out a new idea, and the first book in this series, Talon, was born.

5.    How important was research to you when writing this book?

It is very important to me. Writing paranormal gives you a little leeway when creating the rules of your world. For the series, I did research the habits of wild cats (i.e. cougars, leopards, etc.). Once I had a better understanding of the real ones, I came up with the basics of my fictional shifters.

6.    What or who inspired this particular book and if it is part of a series, what also inspired the series overall?

That book from 2013 inspired what is now the Rise of the Pride series. I was fascinated with black panther shifters, and at the time, I was noticing a lot of werewolf shifter books, and honestly, I was a little bored with reading about them. I guess you could say I wrote this series as a rebellion against wolf shifter books. 

7.    How did you actually write this book: Typewriters, fountain pen, dictate, computer or longhand?

It’s just me and my trusty laptop. Occasionally, I do make notes on my phone when I am away from the computer. Usually it’s when I am on a long drive (I use voice recordings so I don’t text and drive) or standing in line to checkout at the grocery store.

8.    Did you write this book with distractions (noise, kids, tv, etc) or did you write it in silence?

I write with music! Lots and lots of music. My family is extremely supportive of me, and they usually leave me alone unless they need me for something. I have a schedule when I write, and I do set the computer aside for a few hours around dinnertime to spend with them. My kids are older, and the youngest is a senior in high school. They have their own jobs and are usually gone a lot, but we make time for each other daily.

9.    Can you tell us about the next project you are working on?

I am currently writing the 3rd book in a spin off series from the panthers. Mating Fever (Morgan Clan Bears, Book 3) will be released in April.

10.          Where can readers find you on social media?

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11.          Where can readers purchase a copy of this book?

Rise of the Pride, Book 10
By Theresa Hissong

Release Date: 3/24/2020


Noah (Rise of the Pride, book 10)

My Author Life, Depression, and Where I Go From Here (with one-month update)

** This is my own personal journey. I’m being as open as possible with my current situation and just because my depression looks one way doesn’t mean that everyone will have the same experiences. This is just how my depression and the dark thoughts that follow manifest. Everyone is different, every form of depression should be taken seriously. And if you need someone to talk to please call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255 **

P.S. This is a long post. A very, very long post. I apologize ahead of time.

I’ve suffered from depression all of my life, from the time I was very little, all the way through high school where it became exponentially worse, and into adulthood…Here I thought after all these years, some really rough years, I had it all figured out. I know the cognitive behavioral tips and tricks, I have the tools (as my therapists have told me time and time again), and yet that familiar old darkness started creeping back in around January of this year. At Christmas time I was fine, I was excited about the new year and looking forward to all the stuff I was going to accomplish in 2018. Needless to say, it didn’t happen. This wasn’t my year, just like the years before. I failed. But this time something was different.

I didn’t like me anymore. It was a small loathing at first. Just nitpicking myself slowly, quietly. And then one by one bricks started falling on my head that just re-affirmed to myself of what a loser I really was. I started to pull back, I stopped writing, I started sleeping more, my eating habits became very disordered. But I pushed it all aside and told myself “I’m fine” “It’s the weather” “It’s just stress” “I’m just a moody bitch”.

I know what to do if my depression gets bad, I know to talk to someone about it and to ask for help, but something inside me didn’t want to ask for help this time. Maybe I was tired of asking, maybe I wanted someone to see that I was drowning in this fucking world and have them reach out and ask “Hey, are you doing okay?”. But no one asked. And it’s not their job to be concerned, I fully recognize and acknowledge that. But each hit I took knocked me a little further and further down the ladder and I was tired of asking for help.

In June I fell and potentially broke my wrist, which has made writing/typing anything damn near impossible and dictation just hasn’t worked out for me. I was supposed to go in for a follow-up x-ray to see if it was broken or not, but in my state of self-loathing, lack of self-care, and generally not caring about anything I decided to not go and just deal with the injury on my own. A few weeks had to pass to see if a fracture would show up later, but by that point of being in a brace for three weeks, I didn’t care if it was broken because, in my dark mind, it didn’t matter, nothing was going to get better. But I still couldn’t write, at least not without pain or going really slow, that was yet another hit.

Then I started to really resent certain things around me. Little things about being an author. The fact that I couldn’t write with my wrist and I definitely was going to miss the rest of my 2018 deadlines. The elitist crowd that has formed in the wake of the whole copyright disaster, the Mean girls crowd who only wants to help other “successful” authors. And then there’s the influx of “Pay Me $$$ and I’ll make you a six-figure author club”, some even give you a payment plan. Huzzah…but the payment plan will take you 5 years to pay off, so strike that off the list of things I could do to help become “successful”.

Those things started to grind on me. Scammers, copyrights, mean girls, the whole business started to feel like yet another Ellora’s Cave shit storm brewing and I started to not want to be a part of it. But the straws really began to bend when I was being booted from marketing groups because of purging, not being successful enough, or being too quiet (but with my depression worsening I didn’t want to be talkative) and I do understand their decisions, but it doesn’t mean it didn’t hit me hard. And it wasn’t just one group. I am in groups to learn so I can become successful, but in this new era, only the successful deserve help, or so it seems, judging by my personal experience with Facebook groups. Self-doubt and self-loathing started creeping in. And I found myself questioning where I belong in the writing community.

Then came the straw the broke the camel’s back…and it really wasn’t even a big deal. It was an Instagram thing, something small and trivial but it hit at just the wrong time and the entire bottom of my world fell away. I was left wondering “well, why are you even bothering to stick around here?” “you aren’t welcome, you aren’t a part of this, you try to make friends, you put trust in people who say they know what they are doing and look where it gets you?” “you should quit” “you are a loser”.

And at that moment I decided I was done. Done being an author, done caring, done with everything. Done with life.

My husband got home from work and I curled up with him and cried myself to sleep at 5:30 in the evening. I didn’t care. I didn’t eat, I didn’t bother to attempt to feed anyone else. I just didn’t care. I slept and I cried. And two days later I still didn’t care to eat or do anything to take care of myself. I just cried. And slept some more. Shower? Nope. Exercise? Nope. Brush my hair? Nope.

When I started giving away my important mementos from my life as an author (cleaning house is what I called it, that was a lie, I was giving away things that were most important to me because I didn’t think I would need them anymore) my husband was pretty certain I was in crisis. He repeatedly tried to remind me that nothing in this world was worth hurting myself over and not to make a “permanent solution to a temporary problem”. I didn’t really care about the words, I could barely hear them, I was in my own personal darkness. It was a familiar place, one I’d been deep inside a few times in life. I could curl up there and ignore the world, it hurt a lot less down there. Self-hatred is like a warm familiar old blanket to wrap yourself up in. Loving yourself is much harder.

Quick little backstory: In the 8th grade I tried to commit suicide, it’s been a decision that I’ve regretted my entire adult life and one I was grateful wasn’t successful, but as I started giving away my important belongings, making sure my kids knew how to take care of themselves, and all that stuff I started to remember the feeling I had back then when I had made my attempt I thought “Nothing will hurt anymore”. This time the same thought came roaring back in my head “nothing will hurt anymore”, but I also kept trying to remind myself that my kids and husband need me so I told myself I was fine, they are my anchor so of course, I wouldn’t do anything…because they need me…And then I had the very sobering thought “all those people who’ve ended their lives had anchors too and one day those anchors stopped being enough to hold them together.”

At the core of my depression is feeling like a failure, but not everyone’s depression is the same, some people are highly successful people and yet they are still depressed. Everyone is different. Everyone has different triggers. Mine is failure and feeling alone. I am always alone here, and the feeling of failure is never far from my thoughts.

I have no external pressure to succeed. It’s a pressure my brain puts on itself. My husband is willing to do whatever it takes to help me succeed, but all I see is that I’m dragging my one-income family into debt in my attempts to be an author. And while my husband tries to remind me that we are still getting by it doesn’t always feel like it. My brain equates success with being worth loving. Not being worth loving just because you exist. My brain tells me that unless I’ve achieved something I’m worthless, which is probably something I picked up very early in life from my dad. He was only ever proud of me if I had done something amazing in art class or if I’d won an award, but that was the only time I had worth. Unfortunately, those are the lessons some of us carry with us into adulthood.

After much prompting and a growing fear in the back of my mind, I went ahead and made an appointment with my doctor. We talked. I ranted and raged and cried, she hugged me, and sent me on my way with a prescription for an antidepressant.

And so, that is where I am at. I’m not sure where I’m going, what will happen, but I know I don’t like it here in the darkness anymore. I don’t like hurting myself. I don’t like scaring my family. I don’t like feeling the way I do about writing. I don’t like the stewing anger. And most of all I don’t like feeling alone. But I also know I have to work hard to fix myself and make this darkness disappear and if it takes antidepressants to help me do that then that is what I will do.

I’m taking my doctor’s advice and doing what makes me happy at the moment. If I am happy just doing art, then I will do art. Currently, I am working on some plastic canvas, working a lot with vinyl and heat transfers, working on book covers, and trying to keep my mind busy so that it can’t wander down that dark path and get lost in my depression. I’m reading, but not craft/writing books, I’m reading Undertow by Michael Buckley and so far, I’m enjoying just reading for the sake of escape instead of trying to master AMS ads or the newest marketing trend, or a new way to structure a story.

And I’m taking my new meds, religiously. Because the bottom line is, I don’t want to go anywhere, I just want the pain to stop, I just want to feel normal (whatever that feels like). I want to be happy. I want to feel excited again. And at the end of the day, I want to still want to write and publish. But I’m taking it one day at a time.


One month on my new medications and I’m feeling so-so. My doctor said they like to see your mood improve by 50% within a month, I’m not at 50%, but maybe closer to 25-30%. Since I’m not quite to the level the doc wants me at she’s upped my dosage and I go back in another month.

I never did go back to get my wrist looked at but I’ve been out of my brace for a few weeks not and it only occasionally gives me trouble and when it does I put the brace back on and take it easy. I’ve written a few hundred words, but nothing significant. I’m trying to stay optimistic that I will get back to writing because I still have stories popping up in my head. So that’s encouraging. I’m still isolated, but there’s nothing I can really do about that seeing as how I live in no man’s land and have no friends here. I did travel up to the Springs two weekends ago to visit my partner in crime (writing partner) and do a convention which really did help my mood a lot more than anything else has.

Support from friends and family, my animals, nature, and art therapy have been the best things for my mental health this past month along with taking my medications every day. Self-care is still hard, but I’m trying. Accepting my limitation and allowing myself to fail is harder but I’m working on it. All I know is that everything in my past has made me stronger, I’ve struggled and fought for everything I have, I’ve clawed away at life until my fingers bled and I’ve survived. I will keep fighting because I don’t want to go anywhere. I love the beauty in life, I love my kids, my husband, I love finding magic all around me, and I want to enjoy it for many more years so if that means I have to ask for help, even when I’m tired of asking or don’t think anyone will care, then that is what I will keep doing.

I love creating, it is my passion. Writing, art, design, anything that lets me express my ideas is what I love to do, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let this dark cloud of depression rob me of that.

Lastly, while I struggle with this, I also know I am very fortunate to have the people around me who pick me up when I am down. And I appreciate them and all that they do. I am also extremely lucky that there are people, programs, and organizations out there to help me as well. If you are suffering from depression, if you feel off but can’t put your finger on what is going on, if you are in crisis and are thinking about harming yourself, PLEASE reach out for help.

Here are a few resources if you need to talk to someone, these people are here to help, they won’t judge you, they understand what you are going through.

National Suicide Prevention Lifeline Phone Number


Better Help (online counseling)

2 New Releases by Erin Lee

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***New Release***

Be the voice…and the echo!!!

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When I’m Dead
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The grass is always greener…or is it???
Greener (Escape From Reality Series Book 3)
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New Release! Rosinanti: Wrath of The Faithful by Kevin J. Kessler


Rosinanti: Wrath of the Faithful (The Rosinanti Series Book 2) by Kevin J. Kessler

Only .99 and also available on KU <<<<



Valentean Burai and Seraphina Kackritta barely escaped the grip of chaos. Only by working together were these two life long soul mates able to combat the greatest threat the world of Terra has ever known.

But when they find themselves separated, with the entire world turned against them, both princess and animus warrior must battle not only the forces of chaos and darkness that seek to end their world, but their own crippling doubts and fears.

Valentean must also face the horrifying truth of himself. He is one of the last surviving members of the Rosinanti race, and holds within him world-destroying power, and the unwanted uncontrollable ability to transform into a fearsome dragon.

The struggle of man vs beast is not limited to the battlefield. Valentean will wage that war internally, within the confines of his own conflicted heart.

But, in the end, who is stronger? The man, or the dragon?

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Blog Tour: Reawakened by Carrie Pulkinen

Title: Reawakened
Author: Carrie Pulkinen
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: November 18, 2016
About the Book:
Jules Hume lives in a world where magic is a myth and supernatural creatures are fiction—or so she thinks. As a strong, independent woman, a relationship is the last thing she needs. Then she meets Ian Kincaid, a mysteriously sexy bachelor with otherworldly charm. She’s instantly enamored of him, drawn by an inexplicable magnetism. Ian awakens something magical inside her, opening her mind to things she never thought possible. Things that shouldn’t be possible. But Ian has secrets Jules is better off not knowing. The truth will tear her world apart, making her question everything she once knew to be real.
“Who is that?”
Beth looked up to see who I was talking about. “Oh. Umm…that’s just Ian. He owns the place…So, Mom. Have you worked on any interesting cases at work?” She was trying to draw my attention away from the gorgeous man.
“He’s beautiful.” I wasn’t interested in talking about work. I wanted to know more about Ian. “Is he married?”
“No, but Mom. Seriously. Don’t waste your time.”
“He doesn’t…date,” Cameron added.
“Is he gay?” I spared a glance for Cameron to see his reaction but quickly fixed my gaze back on Ian.
“No. He’s definitely not gay.” Cameron chuckled. “He’s just very…picky.”
“Picky. Hmm…”
And then it happened. Ian looked right at me. Our eyes met, and something inside me burned. It started in my core, and a heat pulsed out through me. My body ached to be close to him. I shivered, and he
smiled. I smiled back, then looked away; the intensity of the eye contact was too much for me. If I believed in love at first sight, I would have said this was it. But I didn’t…believe in love at first sight, that is.
“He’s coming over here,” I whispered to Beth.
“Uh-oh.” She looked at Cameron.
“Beth, Cameron, it is so good to see you,”
Ian said. He looked at each of them, and then his eyes focused on me as he spoke. “You must introduce me to your friend, Beth.”
I felt electricity prickling my skin, and it gave me goose bumps. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Even under the dress shirt and tie, I could tell his body was exquisite. My fingers twitched with the urge to touch him.
“This is my mom, Jules. Mom, this is Ian.” She looked at him incredulously; then she looked at me and back at Ian again.
“May I join you?” Ian asked as he pulled out the empty chair. He didn’t wait for an answer. “Is Jules short for another name?”
“It’s Juliann, but everyone calls me Jules.”
“Juliann.” The syllables rolled off his tongue like music. My heart melted when he said my name. “Cameron, will you please go tell the kitchen to make two of whatever Juliann has ordered?”
“Of course,” Cameron said, and he hurried off obediently.
“Beth, you did not tell me you had such a beautiful mother. How could you keep such a secret from me?” He smiled beautifully as he spoke, and I was enamored. Beth was shocked.
He laughed a deep, masculine laugh and touched her shoulder. “Do not apologize, Beth. I’m only teasing you.” Then he turned to me and took my hand. He raised it up to his mouth and gently kissed it. “You are a vision of beauty, Juliann. I must get to know you better. Are you free tomorrow night?”
I felt my eyes growing wide as I tried to force myself to speak. I couldn’t get the words out; I was so flustered by the magnificent man sitting next to me. Luckily, the waiter brought out our food, so I had a little time to compose an answer…or at least to compose a coherent sentence.
“Umm…Yeah, I think I’m available.”

“Wonderful,” he replied with a dazzling smile.

About the Author:
Carrie Pulkinen has always been fascinated with the paranormal. Of course, when you grow up next door to a cemetery, the dead (and the undead) are hard to ignore. Pair that with her passion for writing, and you’ve got the perfect recipe for an exciting storyteller.
Carrie spent the first part of her professional life as a high school journalism and
yearbook teacher. She loves red wine and chocolate, and in her free time, she
likes to read, take pictures, and play with her kids.
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Blog Tour: Domesticated Velociraptors Anthology


Domesticated Velociraptors


What would the world be like if you could hire Velociraptor rides for your daughter’s birthday, race them through jungles, or buy them at the local pet store? Fourteen authors from around the world delve into the prospect of domesticated Velociraptors in these stories full of adventure, wonder, and possibilities. Come explore realities where Velociraptors protect the land, take over kingdoms, and get tamed by grandmothers in the second anthology from the Midnight Writers.

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The Midnight Writers


The Midnight Writers is a writing group whose goal is to help authors become better writers. They met during National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) and have since started producing an annual anthology, and started a podcast where they interview authors and share writing advice, particularly for the newer writer. Get more information on their website,, on Facebook (, and Twitter @MidnightScribes.



Blog Tour: When I’m Dead by Erin Lee

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When I’m Dead by Erin Lee

Book Synopsis:
“Beware of Picket Fences”

Violet Hoffman is a planner. She’s had more than enough time—especially on holidays—to think this through. There’s really no point in turning back. Now, armed with a plan, Violet only needs to pull the trigger. She runs through her list of essentials: Motel room, check. Bottle of pills, check. Razor blades, check. Knife, yup. Purpose, check. Voice ready to be heard. Got it. Revenge, coming right up.

Violet is ready. After all, she decides, everyone is born for a reason. For most of her life, she’s been different. Since she was nine years old, she’s carried a secret that made it impossible for her to be normal. For a decade, she’s been torn between loyalties and healing. But now, finally an adult, Violet can let it all out. And it isn’t going to be pretty. But then again, being ‘pretty’ and ‘special’ really aren’t what they’re cracked up to be.

When I’m Dead is the story of an eighteen-year-old abuse victim alienated by her family. Ignored by a faulty system and shuffled from placement to placement, Violet is finally old enough to be heard. Sometimes, the best messages are given without words. And Violet’s always been a person of action. Where will Violet’s plan and actions take her? Will she finally get her message across? What will they think of her, when she’s dead? Will they even notice?
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Author Bio:
Erin Lee is a freelance writer and therapist living with her family in southern New Hampshire.

She’s published numerous magazine articles, particularly on the topic of mental illness. She is the author of “Crazy Like Me” from Savant Books and Publications and “Wave to Papa,” “Nine Lives,” and “Alters” with Limitless Publishing. She’s also author of “Host,” “Merge” and “When I’m Dead.” Her other writing interests include poetry and journaling. She recently completed her master’s degree in psychology and uses a narrative approach with clients.

She is currently writing “99 Bottles” and “Her Name was Sam.”

In her spare time, she serves as an unpaid taxi cab driver for her children and rescue/therapy dogs, Milo and Thomas.

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New Release: New Bloom by A.E. Gamrat

Title: New Bloom
Author: A.E. Gamrat
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 26, 2016
Graduating college and knowing how the next chapter of your life will play out is a big deal, right? How much more could someone ask for?


Gwen has always followed every rule her mother gave her. With her future planned for her, she never really had the time for fun or boys. Never really learned how to let loose, go with the flow.
What happens when all the plans she thought were laid out for her are pulled out from under her feet? Add in the mysterious man that pops into the flower shop stirring emotions she has never had before, and she is in for the ride of her sheltered life.
Growing up is hard, and Gwen’s in for a growing experience she never planned on.

Growing up writing was second nature that soon become a distant memory. Turning 30 (not saying when) that memory was going to be brought back to life. Lover of all books I try to grab my audience in and never let go. Hoping to get all these thoughts and ideas down for everyone to enjoy, even if it’s a moment or a life time.

This is the new chapter of my life story. Hope everyone enjoys!



Cover Reveal: New Bloom by A.E. Gamrat

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New Bloom by A.E. Gamrat


Graduating college and knowing how the next chapter of your life will play out is a big deal, right? How much more could someone ask for?
Gwen has always followed every rule her mother gave her. With her future planned for her, she never really had the time for fun or boys. Never really learned how to let loose, go with the flow.
What happens when all the plans she thought were laid out for her are pulled out from under her feet? Add in the mysterious man that pops into the flower shop stirring emotions she has never had before, and she is in for the ride of her sheltered life.

Growing up is hard, and Gwen’s in for a growing experience she never planned on.

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Cover Reveal & Pre-Order: Edge of Darkness by A.L. Kessler


Presenting the cover for The Edge of Darkness, DWC Book Five Cover Artist: ImagineInk Designs


Dark War Chronicles: The Edge of Darkness

Cover Reveal and Preorder: June 22nd ,2016

Release Day: July 25th , 2016


An Original Vampire

Zaaren has spent the last three hundred years asleep and woke to a new world. He doesn’t expect was Lucius’ growth in power and his sister’s defiance. As Zaaren struggles to find where he fits in with Lucius’ plans, he chases a ghost from his past. But his plans change when he befriends a Hunter.

A Hunter

Crystal is no stranger to vampires, but the last thing she expected was to be trading information with an Original. Corruption within the Hunting Society leads her to a trail of betrayal and death. Her own past is catching up to her as she navigates dangerous waters.

In both Societies…things are about to change


Preorder is live and is only $0.99 for a limited time! Reserve your copy today!

Author_bio_bannerA.L. Kessler is the author of the Amazon Best Selling series Here Witchy Witchy. She’s a member of the Pikes Peak Writers and Midnight Writers in Colorado Springs, Colorado. Her newest book Just a Little Death was released in May of 2016. Her coffee and chocolate addiction get her through her busy life of being a mom, wife, student, and author. You can find out more about her at




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Dark War Chronicles

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Beyond the world of humans, a supernatural war rages on. Surrounded by secrets, power, and bloodshed the people of Lucius’ territory struggle to stay in control. With the looming threat of the Vampire Circle raising the Father of all Vampires, it’s every creature for himself — Choose your side.


Reading Order:

The Touch of Night (DWC #0.5) Note: This short story is not required to read to understand the over all arc of the story and is now only available in the boxset.

In the Light of the Moon (DWC #1) Kassity’s & Jaxon’s Book

Dance in the Moonlight (DWC #2) Renee’s & Coran’s Book

On Torn Wings (DWC #3) Orion’s & Dani’s Book

Past Demons (DWC #4) Tegan’s & Kaden’s Book

DWC Shot Story Collection (Includes In the Shadows of the Moon DWC #4.5, Into the Night, DWC Hunters #0.5, and The Blood of Night, DWC Origins #1) Kassity & Jaxon, Isadora & Ayden, and Zaaren.

The Edge of Darkness (DWC #5) Zaaren and Crystal’s book July 25th, 2016

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Here Witchy Witchy

Abigail Collins is the top of her department and handles the high profile cases that come to the Paranormal Investigation Bureau. Come join her adventures as she chases the bad guys while helping with crimes that don’t make it to the authorities.

Reading Order:

No More Black Magic-Book One
Deathly Magic-Book Two
(not avalible on Kindle Unlimited) Demon Days- A Case File of Abigail Collins Short Story, available in A Weird Thing Happened at the Bookfest Anthology

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Just a Little Death

When most kids go to college, they think freedom, excitement, and maybe they are just a bit terrified. My experience was different. In addition to getting to know the new roommate and some serious test anxiety, I found out I was the daughter of Death. But learning that three others and I are supposed to stop the apocalypse from happening was more than just a little terrifying. The world may be ending and angels, demons and horsemen have become part of my everyday life, things suddenly seem impossible. I am Sammy Zadkeil and I am a Child of the Apocalypse.