MAEVE (COMING MARCH 1, 2026) It’s hard to believe that I’ve dedicated the past decade of my life to the creation of the Shadow Realm series. What started as a passion project has blossomed into a six-book chronicle, with the highly anticipated final installment, book #6, scheduled for release in March of this year.

Annabelle 🗝️ Survivor. Shadow-walker. Keeper of secrets the Realm tried to bury.I don’t fear the dark; I’ve learned to command it. 🗡️ Defying the Chronicles, one shadow at a time. MAEVE (COMING MARCH 1, 2026)

Meet Maurelle: Mother, Protector, and Force of Nature. 🌿✨ Maurelle is the kind of presence that feels like a soft exhale after a long day—until you notice the iron in her gaze. She carries the quiet grace of someone who has raised a village, balancing the practical heart of a mother with the ancient, ethereal power of a fairy. Her wings aren’t just for show; they are built for weathering storms.

The Man Who Forgot Love. Once a devoted husband to Maurelle and a father to Shawn, Matthew Marks was a man of light. But years of imprisonment in the Shadow Realm at the hands of Jonathan have stripped that away. Now, he returns to the mortal realm not as a savior, but as the Shadow King. He has the face of a hero and the soul of a monster.

Today, an overwhelming and profound wave of melancholy has utterly washed over me, an oppressive heaviness in my spirit that I find myself utterly unable to pinpoint to a single event. It's a feeling that wasn't a companion when I first woke—the morning offered a brief, fragile peace—but it has crept in stealthily, intensifying hour by hour, settling into a deep, pervasive gloom.

The quest to secure a literary agent often feels akin to a mythological challenge: a near-impossible task of trying to bottle lightning while simultaneously navigating a densely packed, competitive marketplace. My personal journey with The Shadow Realm Chronicles has been a crucible forged in a potent mix of unwavering persistence and the quiet, persistent sting of hundreds of rejections. I have dedicated countless, solitary hours to meticulously researching agencies, poring over their submission guidelines, and refining my pitch to ensure my unique paranormal world aligns perfectly with their stated interests and visions.

Many years ago, a creeping, insidious darkness tore apart the very fabric of existence, fracturing the delicate peace between the realms. This cataclysmic event was later known simply as the Great War. It was a conflict of staggering magnitude, a blight that touched every single world and every realm within them. The air was thick with the stench of iron and ozone, and the ground continually trembled beneath the tramp of massive, opposing armies.

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Navigating Emotional Pain in Relationships I built a bridge of patient, weary years,A silent span of quiet, chosen words,The mortar set with dried and vanished tears,A testament to battles, not rewards.My hands I offered, strong and open wide,To hold the weight of your erratic sphere,To stabilize the chaos you supplied,Yet only met a storm, a boundless fear.

Stuck Inside? Escape into the World of Make-Believe! Writer's ever have writer's block. RP is a great way to keep being creative and writing. It has helped me come up with ideas, create characters and really see what they are like. And of course, no writer's block. The snow might be piling up outside, but the stories are just heating up in our Roleplay & Writing Group.

Stay safe and warm inside today! ❄️ If you're trapped by the snow, it’s the perfect time to dive into a world where the stakes are even higher. In Zombie, by Nancy Ann Creed, the world changes overnight when a relentless virus sweeps the globe. While the snow piles up outside your window, follow the harrowing journey of Selda, Edmond, Edith, and a group of resilient survivors as they navigate a landscape where the dead have begun to walk.

Stay warm out there, Rivers Peak! ❄️✨ The snow is officially on its way, and it looks like it’s going to be a big one! We are expecting a significant accumulation that will likely turn our town into a real-life winter wonderland (or a very cozy fortress) for the next few days. As a fairy, I’ll be staying close to the fireplace—my wings definitely aren't fans of the freezing temperatures!

Photo by Burak Bahadır Büyükkılınç on Pexels.com The Way Back to Us The silent, turning tide of lifeHas stretched the maps we knew,The seasons shifted, ground gave way,The ties between us drew Slowly apart, a creeping drift.Demands attention, energy,Like water through the sand,Leaching the solid ground of time. There was a time, not long ago,