• New Clashing Muses Excerpt!


    Greetings!

    It’s a new year, and as such, sharing is caring. Dragon and I decided, why not share some of our writing with you? Below you’ll find an excerpt from our third book Clashing Muses available at Amazon. (<–Clicky the link below to grab your copy!) In this installment, you get a glimpse of one of the creepier scenes in the book from Morgan’s point of view.

    Enjoy!

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  • New Hand of Time Excerpt!


    Greetings!

    It’s a new year, and as such, sharing is caring. Dragon and I decided, why not share some of our writing with you? Below you’ll find an excerpt from our second book Hand of Time available at Amazon. (<–Clicky the link below to grab your copy!) In this installment, we wanted to do a twist on the RomCom moment when the romantic couple has a public spat, before reconciling to the applause of the crowd around them.

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  • New Excerpts From Minutes To Midnight


    Greetings!

    It’s a new year, and as such, sharing is caring. Dragon and I decided, why not share some of our writing with you? Below you’ll find an excerpt from our first book Minutes to Midnight available at Amazon. (<–Clicky the link below to grab your copy!) In this installment, you get a glimpse at how one of the main protagonists, Morgan, deals with uninvited attention as a woman in a male-dominated establishment.

    Enjoy!

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    The inside of the bar was a throw-back to old Viking mead halls. Rough-hewn crossbeams ran the length and breadth of the low ceilings, mirroring the sunken wooden floors. Tables and long benches dotted the landscape along either side of the main room as brightly dressed bar-wenches wove in and out of the rowdy crowd. At the far end of the hall stood a long bar top, forcing me to walk a gauntlet of grabbing hands to reach it. The lighting in the room was dim; torches held aloft by black wrought iron sconces bolted to the brick faced walls added their oily smoke and soot to the overall ambiance.

    This was a place where men came to drink, gamble, and fight, often at the same time. I let the general attitude of the bar engulf me in a welcome embrace of the familiar as I shouldered my way through the sea of people, intent on getting something to ease the dryness of my throat.

    I was just mere steps from my goal when I felt a hand slap against my right ass cheek. Ready to ignore it, thinking perhaps that it was just the flailing of a drunkard, I froze when it was followed up by a vulgar invitation that I wanted no part of. I turned, only half hoping I’d misheard him.

    “I’m sorry, what did you just say?”

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