No Time to Cry

Isabelle has life right where she wants it after recovering from heartbreak and deceit—until she meets Death’s right-hand man one fateful night, and she is sent spiraling into a life which is beyond her wildest imaginings.

She’s thrust quickly into the most secretive inner-workings of Death itself, as well as an otherworldly dominion of ancient Celtic magic.

And now beings, that she was taught as as a child were only fictional creations of wildly whimsical minds, are edging their way into her world as well.

She yearns for the unmistakable simplicity of her old life; this one is full of dangers, unanswered questions and cryptic dreams.

And whispers, haunting whispers in her mind that send shivers through her…but in the most agreeable way.

After one particularly anomalous dream in which she learns of the Nine While Nine Legacy, things get truly precarious.

Now someone sees her as a risk …and wants to eliminate her.

Fortunately, she falls under the protection of her guardian—unless she leaves his territory—which is the one thing she wants the most…and wants the least.

A new world order is on its way…but it’s not the one that was expected.


Who am I anyway?

I grew up in Southern California, pursuing faeries in the garden and seeking out spirits in the local graveyard with my cat Bartleby. We also spent countless nights hunting down things that went bump!

I recently resettled in not-too-far-north-of-Charlotte, North Carolina with my husband, my daughter, and our bevy of creatures…both real and “imaginary”.

I write paranormal romance, urban fantasy, and dark fantasy—as well as supernatural chick lit.

In my spare time I like to relax on my balcony, feet kicked up, listening to the squirrels arguing with the crows in the trees.

So, where did it come from, you might ask?

It actually all began with a dream I had one night. What occurs in the first two chapters, and many others as well—where the entire saga springs from—all derived from dreams I had over the course of a couple of years. So much of what I write comes from dreams. And it’s as if once I acknowledge the idea, and the players, they take hold in my head. The world they inhabit settles into my mind and becomes a place that I can travel to; the characters’ lives grow and flourish and they just speak to me…sometimes they scream at me to turn off my favorite show or put aside my reading and get to work and tell their story. Usually prompting me to stay up into the wee hours!