The alarm blared. It was a high-pitched, terrible beeping that filled all three floors of the house. Maddie leapt from the couch, her...

Louise Rickshaw, good with numbers, bad with men and a look-alike to a dead girl. Spring 1979 in Gully, Georgia, Louise’s life is changed...

We met in the rain. Yet, your hair wasn’t wet because you held an umbrella flush to your chest. The drops cut through the burning street...

At the end of a very long line of black poles and strung wires, a matte steel building rose above the red sand. The man, who was wearing...

I’ve just finished the first draft of my third novel. In the last year, I completed one sci-fi YA novel at 72 000 words (I started this...