All she wants is to save a friend's life. But will she have to reap it instead?
Ayla doesn't believe in things that go bump in the night, and nothing can convince her otherwise. Not her grandfather's insistence that he's a druid. Not the spine-tingling stories of witchcraft and dark magic that her best friend spins. Monsters just don't exist. Period.
Then she gets 'the text'. It demands she visit an abandoned Gothic cathedral in the middle of town.
At midnight. Alone.
And since it's from that best friend who disappeared without a trace years earlier, she knows she has no choice. Sarah is in trouble.
There's no way Ayla is going to let her long-lost friend face danger alone. That's not how she's hard-wired. She knows to expect the unexpected when she gets to the church. She prepares danger.
But she couldn't possibly have prepared herself what she does find…
I'm a NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY Bestselling Author. I'm also Canadian and I slip up on my spelling a lot because we Canucks spell some things differently than Americans or Brits.
I used to have a black lab at my feet when I wrote, warming up the calves. She was a good girl. I miss her. Now it's just a cuppa tea keeping this old gal warm. Maybe someday though...
I love to read, and I love to get inside a character's skin. Writing stories is like reading for me, just much slower.
I call my little ditties, fiction to the left of mainstream because they never truly match up with one perfect genre. Still want a label? I got em. Urban Fantasy, Historical Fantasy, LitFic with dark themes, grimdark dystopian...But I really just write what I like, and you'll find all of those plus a few more mashed up in there somewhere.
So what will you find in my stories? Wounded people, really. Each one of them struggling their way to the light and peace and self acceptance.