Calling a man a snake can mean that he’s romantically deceitful or untrustworthy. I believed that was Nixon Hart, until he proved me wrong. I loved Nixon Hart with every broken piece of me, even when I knew it would destroy us both. He was my light when I was drowning in my own shadows. But even he couldn’t save me from the war raging inside my own head. I wasn’t built for a soft life. I was born in the dark. Raised in the fire. Pain has been my only constant, and survival has been my only choice. I don’t believe in fairy tales. I believe in scars you can’t see and battles you fight in silence.
She is the goddess of violent death to my destruction. They call me a monster. A menace with a death wish. A reckless psycho who doesn’t know when to quit. They’re not wrong. I don't believe in happy endings. I believe in revenge, blood, and loyalty. I don’t love easily and I sure as hell don’t forgive. But the moment Shae Cooper crashed into my life, every rule I lived by shattered. She’s my chaos, my peace, my personal brand of destruction. The broken girl with fire in her veins who made me believe maybe, just maybe, even monsters could find a home.
Dark Romance, Suspense, Wicked, Chaotic, Twisted Smutty, and Emotions are the things I love to fill my books with. I love making each chapter a surprise, like you never know what you are about to get. I try to play with emotions and get into your feelings to drag you into the book to feel what they feel. Writing is my escape. I disappear into my own books as I write them, bringing these worlds inside of my head to life. Everyone needs a break from reality, I just create and share mine.