My treat for you!

Happy Halloween! I have a treat for everyone. Lily and Savannah are on sale for 0.99! This is for all ebook platforms, not just kindle. I hope you enjoy both stories and don't forget to leave a review.

Orange

"Momma, you wouldn't look good in prison orange," Kim said.
"Are you kidding? I can rock any color if it meant peace of mind," Mary laughed.

Valor

Wear your valor as well as you do your lace.

This one phrase has so much meaning behind it for Kimberly. It was also the phrase that helped me dive deeper into her character and paint the story the way it should be. I can't wait to share Matthew and Kimberly's story with everyone! #slaythedemon #amwriting #deadlineapproaching #2017

Pinterest

If you are following me on Pinterest, you will notice that a board for Slay the Demon. I've unlocked it for anyone who wants to cruise through what inspires the story. Normally, I don't unlock the board until the book is out, but I decided the change things up a bit. So enjoy the board.

Parents

If your father wasn't such a great man, I might have to push him over the bridge on the way home. #slaythedemon #amwriting #2017

Stars

You cannot be mad at the darkness because then we wouldn't see the stars. - Kimberly, Slay the Demon

#slaythedemon #amwriting #campingtonight

Quotes

"You may have to fight a battle more than once to win it." Margaret Thatcher

Diving deeper into Slay the Demon and my pinterest board. There are a lot of quotes that are awesome for my characters but this one captures the scene I'm working on so well. I will leave you with one quote that is from me. Happy Friday!

"To slay a demon, you have to face it."

#slaythedemon #amwriting #deadlineapproaching #2017

Sneak Peak

Here is a sneak peak of Slay the Demon.

“I trust everyone is working on their papers due Monday,” Mrs. Miller said as the class groaned. “Now, I want you to clear your desks.”

Kim knew what that meant; they were having a pop quiz. Everyone else knew the drill. Pop quizzes were Mrs. Miller’s favorite way to test her students.

“You will have ten minutes…” Mrs. Miller said, but was interrupted by something that had never echoed down the hallways.

Gunshots.

Screams pierced the air as more gunshots echoed down the halls. There was chaos everywhere as people ducked under chairs and desks.

“Get down!” Mrs. Miller shouted.

Scrambling out of her seat, Kimberly hit the floor hard as the classroom door burst open. Her knees were on fire as she scrambled under her desk. She hit her head as she readjusted under the desk. Rubbing the side of her head, she dared a glanced up and saw one of the other students standing in the doorway with a gun in hand.

Was this a drill? This couldn’t be happening, could it?

Everything froze as she watched Dallas raise the gun. Dallas was going to shoot at them? Nothing made sense right now. It was like a scene of out one of those big budget movies Monica loved so much, except she knew the actors in this movie.

“Please don’t shoot,” Mrs. Miller pleaded with her hands raised in front of her.

“Shut up! I’m in control now!” Dallas yelled as he took aim and squeezed the trigger.

Several thoughts flashed through Kim’s mind as the bullets flew around the room. More screams filled the air, but she heard nothing. One thought was on repeat in her mind.

She didn’t tell her parents she loved them this morning.

In the rush of trying to find something cute to wear, putting on her makeup, braiding her hair, and leaving, she didn’t pause long enough to say those three little words. Her parents had been enjoying their coffee and breakfast when she rushed past them.

She was pulled from her thoughts as pain radiated from her body. Closing her eyes, she tried to picture her parents, but all she saw was blood.