Today, I typed THE END on my second book, Unrequited. I literally rewrote this book three times. THREE. TIMES. But I had to love it, and the first two attempts were not up to par. It has been a labor of love, frustration, excitement, and pain. My first book, Broken, was my baby, my first love. So the pressure to make Unrequited to be something that I was proud of, was a daunting task.

My readers have been sooooo patient and encouraging. For that, I will forever be thankful. Your DMs and...