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Free Book Weekend!


I am very excited to offer The Skye Trilogy FREE for the next five days! You can download with the links below. I am also beyond proud and happy that my boys are offering their first three books in their comic book series for free as well this weekend.

SeppinRek’s next two books, Brawler and Wave will be available next month. Wave was written by yours truly and I can’t wait to share the story with all of you.

Happy reading!



SeppinRek Titles in order:



Extra! Extra!



Yes, it has been forever since I have posted anything. I can tell you though, that I have been working like a mad woman over the past several weeks, and I can finally share some exciting news.

My entire body of work will be available in print!

Amazon is now printing my books for me and I have spent many days (and nights) editing and formatting my first trilogy. I just received the paperbacks and I am beyond happy to see them in print.

I also worked on new book covers with Seppin over at SeppinRek and I am in love with how they look.




You can go here to purchase the print versions!



I am also thrilled to announce that my new book The Wicked Thorn is almost done!!!

This book has been a huge departure for me and I have loved every minute of writing, and editing. I cannot wait to share with you my new series on vigilantes and I hope…like really, really, hope, that you will be just as consumed by them as I am at the moment.

I will let you know more as the release date (2/14/2017) draws near about the story and I am also happy to say that I will be doing an interview about The Wicked Thorn on SeppinRek.

I think I even scammed a podcast interview so that is sure to be amusing.

Happy reading!





Browse and Buy Books!

Isle of Skye, Book one of the Skye Trilogy


Isle of Night, Book two of the Skye Trilogy


Isle of Dawn, Book three of the Skye Trilogy


Skye Trilogy Box Set


Scrumptious Skye Confections Cookbook


The Cursed Charm, Book one of The Fae Witch Series


The Cursed Wand, Book two of The Fae Witch Series


The Cursed Dagger, Book three of The Fae Witch Series


The Cursed Scepter, Book four of The Fae Witch Series


The Fae Witch Series Box Set


The Fairy Door, Book one of The Hidden Realm Series


The Fairyland Queen, Book two of The Hidden Realm Series


Enchanting Wick, Book three of The Hidden Realm Series


Captivating Wick, Book four of The Hidden Realm Series

Isle of Dawn Early Release!

Isle of Dawn book cover


Twenty years ago I sat down to write a book and I failed miserably. Over the years I secretly thought about several different stories and how I would go about writing them but I never had the courage. Almost a year ago I sat down to create the story that I knew I had to get out of my head and on to the computer screen.

Today my dreams have become a reality.

I decided to release Isle of Dawn, The Skye Trilogy, and Scrumptious Skye Confections a few weeks early. To be honest, it’s been done for over a week now but I was still hesitant. I wanted to hold on to them a little bit longer. In a way, I guess, I wanted to keep this book to myself as long as possible.

Isle of Dawn is so much more to me than book three of my trilogy. It’s a culmination of  my dreams, my goals, long nights and a sense of accomplishment that I have never felt before in any thing I have ever done besides becoming a mother. This is the end of my characters journey but in reality is just the beginning for me. I don’t want to say goodbye and I have finally come to the realization that I don’t have to bid farewell to the characters I have come to know and love.

To be able to publish my books is not only a way for me to reach other readers that hopefully are like me but it is also a way for me to preserve my thoughts and my writing for me to enjoy. I can’t tell you the thrill I get seeing my name on a book cover and I hope I never become jaded enough to dismiss those butterflies that are floating in my stomach.

This project was a long time in the making and today I realized that it wasn’t so much my writing that was the project but myself as an individual.

I am a published author of a trilogy and a cookbook.

Yeah, this past year really just happened… Holy Moley!

I hope my readers enjoy the conclusion with Isle of Dawn and I really hope they love the cookbook because that was a lot of fun to write!


Isle of Dawn:


Skye Trilogy Box Set:


Scrumptious Skye Confections Cookbook:


Isle of Night Free 7/17-7/21/2014

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I just wanted to write a quick update. I decided to take advantage of Kindle Publishing’s Free promo days for Isle of Night. The book will be available to download from 7/17-7/21/2014. I thought it would be a great chance for everyone to read book two before Isle of Dawn, book three of the Skye Trilogy, is released which is only two short weeks away!!!

I submitted a few notifications on websites that specialize in advertising Free Kindle Books and I was so excited to receive an email a few hours later from FreeBooksy saying that they were going to feature my book on the front page of their website!

They even gave me this cute little badge.


I hope everyone enjoys the book and I am also extremely anxious to finish formatting Isle of Dawn because I am so proud of this book. I cannot wait for everyone to read it and I hope you love the story as much as I do!

You can pick up your free copy here:

or here:


Need to catch up on the Skye Trilogy? Download book one, Isle of Skye now!


Book three, Isle of Dawn, will be released on July 31, 2014!


Isle of Dawn book cover


Isle of Dawn Teaser!

Isle of Dawn book cover


I thought it would be fun to give everyone a little sample of Isle of Dawn! I’m sorry to say that I am not posting the whole first chapter because honestly there is a lot of things that go on in this chapter but I did think it would be great to give everyone just a little taste of the book.

I am also so proud of this book and how it came out in the end. I really am excited to finally publish it out into the Kindle world July 31!

Enjoy~ Shannon


Chapter One

Five days earlier…

“Did he seriously just mouth the words I love you?” I asked in disbelief

“Willa now isn’t the time…” Patcoena started to say

“Oh, believe me now is the time.” I said. “I cannot believe that just happened. I also can’t believe the prick did that to me right when the portal was closing, and I couldn’t respond.”

“Willa, I realize that this is a tremendous moment for you but can we focus…”

“It’s a tremendous moment?” I asked. “It’s not just a tremendous moment; it is a huge fucking moment.”

Patcoena sighed and looked away. I knew that getting worked up over Mathias, and his last second declaration of I love you was in the grand scheme of things somewhat silly, but I couldn’t help feeling an amazing amount of happiness and irritation all at the same time. I had just poured out my heart to him before I stepped through the portal, and that’s his send off to me.

I realized that for him to even think, let alone utter, those words were pretty monumental but still maybe a little whisper in my ear before I left to wander into dangerous parts unknown would’ve been a better decision.

“It’s just so unreal, because he was standing right in front of me a few seconds earlier. He totally could’ve said that to me then. Do you think he mouthed that to me because he thinks I’m never coming back?”

“I don’t know Willa.” Patcoena said warily

“Well, I have news for him,” I said. “Not only am I coming back but if I have to tie him up and torture him by singing bad 80’s music until he says it out loud again I will.”

“That sounds like a grand plan.” Patcoena replied

“Yeah,” I snorted. “Everybody Wang Chong tonight is all I got to say.”

“Willa, we just stepped through a portal to a whole another realm,” Patcoena asked. “Can we get back to our mission here?”

“Right, sorry,” I said before I stopped abruptly. The Fire realm was not something that I could have ever imagined in my wildest dreams. No wonder my father had such a hard time trying to explain it to me.

A barren landscape of black and gray ash spread out before as far as the eye could see. There were no signs of life or vegetation anywhere. In the distance, I spied black, rolling mountains. It looked like a dry, remote desert covered in sooty charcoal sand. At first I thought there were some reddish orange trees that dotted the hillside, but, the more I looked, the more I could see that it wasn’t trees or flowers, but honest to goodness lava flowing down the sides.

“Umm, this may sound like a stupid question but are those active volcanoes?” I asked

“Yes, of course.” Patcoena answered

“Did you not think that maybe that might have been something you could’ve disclosed?”

“It’s called the Fire realm for a reason Willa,” Patcoena said, almost amused. “What did you think would be here?”

“Not live volcanoes that shoot out massive amounts of hot molten lava.” I said. “Call me crazy but the thought that I would have to dodge freaking lava didn’t enter my mind.”

“I think it’s quite beautiful in a stark and simplistic way.”

“Yeah, it’s fabulous.” I scoffed. “As a matter of fact I’m thinking of building a summer home here.”

Patcoena shook his head and kept walking. I followed leisurely while my mind tried to take everything in around me. A year ago I was happily running my bakery, Yummy Yuma, in my hometown of Yuma, Arizona. I had a small, but great circle of friends, parents that adored me, and a normal existence. My life changed almost seven months ago when on the night of parent’s anniversary they had come home in a panic.

Our enemies had discovered them, enemies that I had never known we even had. The Rau were evil vampires that hunted and craved our rich magical blood. Centuries before it had been Gypsies that placed a curse on a vicious beast that had been terrorizing the Clan of Skye’s village. Instead of turning the beast into a harmless human the curse had backfired, and with that, the vampire had been created. Their goal in life was simple, to find Gypsies and kill or kidnap us so they could feast on the distinctive fluid that flowed through our veins.

My mother was a Gypsy princess, and my father was a Fae prince. They had run away together many years ago because their love was pretty much taboo. Only Fae could have children with one another, so any mingling of our races was frowned upon by both the Fae and the Gypsies. I am the only known child conceived of both races. I inherited not only my mother’s Caster powers but my father’s Fae powers as well.

I also just found out that long ago there had been a prophecy told of my existence. I was not just a powerful hybrid, but I was also destined to be the fabled Fae Sanctity or as I like to call myself, a weapon of mass destruction. Patcoena and his wife Summer had hatched a plan with the former King of the Fae, my great grandfather Cormagglia, to ensure that the Fae Lords of each realm did not try to overthrow his daughter, my father’s mother, Sidra.

King Cormagglia had traveled to each realm within Fairlia and in a particular place had unleashed his powerful magic of the element that originated there. Summer, a sightseer, had foreseen that one or all of the Fae Lords would eventually try to make a power grab. I am the only one that can absorb the King’s power, and I am also the only one who can help destroy the enemies of my grandmother.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t quite sure which Lord was evil and which was too scared to go against this powerful mastermind. My money was on either Lord Machall of the Fire realm or Lord Fonn of the Air realm.

A week before a witch vampire named Sabine broke down the protective barriers for our island. Instead of sitting waiting patiently, I charged into the fight with my guns blazing. I was not just a weapon of mass destruction to the Fae, but I was also a Rau killing machine. My purple freaky flames and my poisonous blood could kill any vampire.

I essentially had saved the island and the residents by killing over five hundred Rau that Sabine had brought in to kill or capture any Gypsies while she kidnapped me so she could take my powers from my body for herself and this Fae Lord. I had used not only my deadly flames, but my amazing ability to control the elements as well.

My blood was deadly to all but one vampire. My mate, my Guardian, and the biggest pain in the ass, Mathias was the only vampire that was unsusceptible to my toxic blood. I had never tested out my freaky flames on him but somehow I suspected he was immune to its flaming wrath.

Until very recently we all thought Mathias to be a Guardian of the Solas. A human that was made into a vampire unwillingly and clung to their humanity turned into these powerful vampires. They have been our protectors on the Isle of Skye for centuries. In return for our rich blood, they served as our bodyguards. I had figured out a while ago when we came back from a mission to rescue my aunt and cousin from the Rau that Mathias was not just a Guardian of Solas.

He was also part Rau. Mathias’s eyes that glowed red from time to time tipped me off initially, but it wasn’t until we found Patcoena that we also realized he was part Gypsy and Fae as well. Apparently, Mathias’s grandparents had both been descended from our clan. After a horrible childhood, Mathias had come home the night before his wedding to find his scumbag brother and father, who had turned Rau, had also killed his beloved sister.

Mathias’s father had turned him so that he could use Mathias’s wealth and money making skills to keep him comfortable for his unnaturally long life. Patcoena had seen Mathias’s anger and poured part of his soul into Mathias so he wouldn’t become Rau completely because Mathias had been destined to be my watcher.

The thing that sucked the most was, after months of dancing around each other, Mathias and I had finally succumbed to our feelings for one another. We were true mates in every sense of the word. Not only could we speak to each other with our minds but we had formed an intense connection, both emotionally and physically.

To be honest, the Rau and these wussy Fae Lords were starting to irritate the piss out of me. Instead of basking in my newfound love and energetic sex life I had to absorb some great power which could either kill me or turn me into a nutcase. Apparently if I survived all of that, I then had to fight and kill who was ever trying to destroy not only the Fae but the Gypsies as well.

Yay for me, I thought sarcastically. I suppose it was just another day in my new fucked up normal life.

“So, I’m gathering from your purposeful stride that you know where we’re going here?” I asked

“Not exactly,” Patcoena answered

“What do you mean not exactly?” I asked. “Not exactly as in you’re not sure but have a general idea or not exactly as in you have no clue of the location of this cave?”

“The King did not tell me or anyone else the exact location.” Patcoena answered uneasily

I stopped and grabbed his arm. “Do you mean to tell me that you have no idea as to where we have to travel to in any part of the realms to find this great power that I am supposed to absorb into my body?”

“I have every confidence that when we are close to its origins that the fire will call out to you.” Patcoena said. “You already have an extraordinary amount of control over the elements. I fully believe that when we are approaching the area near to where the King placed his source of magical energy, you will naturally gravitate towards it on your own.”

“But that could take forever!” I yelled. “I have no idea how big these realms are, but I’m pretty sure that it takes more than a day to go from one end to the other.”

“That’s why I have procured us a guide to help us on this quest.” Patcoena said

“You didn’t say anything about a guide Patty boy.” I said suspiciously. “It was supposed to be just you and me.”

“Unfortunately, I only just realized the scope of what this may entail.”

“Mathias is going to flip his freaking lid.” I muttered. “Do you have any idea what he is going to do when he finds out that there is a guide going with us on this power nature walk?”

“I’m confident Mathias is going to be more than fine with my choice of guides,” he said. “Well, with one of them.”

“There are two guides?” I asked. “Listen, old man, you have one minute to explain all of this before I bail and leave you here all alone.”

“I know that you have no reason to trust me Willa but there are a few things that I have kept from you for your own protection.”

“Forty, thirty-nine, thirty-eight…”

“I’m not sure where we need to look, but Summer had a vision the night before we left, of the two guides that will help us find our way,” he answered. “You may not fully trust me Willa but I am confident you trust one of these two men with your life.”

“Who is it?” I asked shortly

“He will be here very soon.”

I let out a long, shaky breath. I wanted to trust Patcoena, but the fact was I didn’t know him well enough nor was I going to put my life or the lives of everyone I love in his hands. I decided to be on guard from this moment forward.

“You’re walking a fine line right now.” I said seriously

“I realize that,” he said. “The last thing I ever want to do is to make you feel uncomfortable or uneasy in my presence but trust me when I say this is imperative to our quest.”

“I thought you said only you and I were to go on this mission.” I reminded him. “You specifically said that this was something only we could do. Christ, Summer, showed me what would’ve happened if Mathias had come with us. She said that Lord Fonn and the Rau would’ve killed him or was that vision false?”

“No, that was real,” he said. “Like I said, this vision had hit her hard right before we left to go to Mathias’s island. I didn’t want to concern Mathias with the change of plans because his fate would’ve been the same with or without these two guides.”

“So are we to meet these two mystery men somewhere specific or are we just wandering around waiting for them to find us?”

“On the other side of the volcano to the east of us is the meeting place.” Patcoena said pointing to a large black and orange land mass

“Great and how are we getting over the spouting volcano?” I asked

“I was hoping you could teleport us there of course,” he answered innocently. “I would do it but you’re younger.”

“Sure,” I said. “Why don’t we teleport off into the unknown on the other side of freaking volcano that has hot liquid squirting everywhere? Sounds like a great idea.”

“Willa, need I remind you that you are the most powerful being on the planet?” he asked. “Surely, a little lava doesn’t frighten you?”

“I’m sorry; did you just ask me if a little lava frightens me?” I asked in disbelief. “Do I get cell service here? I feel like calling in to a radio station so I could get millions of people’s opinions on whether or not volcanic lava should freak me out. You know, like those crappy morning radio shows, where someone calls in and says ‘OH I think my husband’s cheating on me. I found some texts and lipstick on his underwear, but I’m not sure. What does everyone think?’ and then all kinds of random, angry and slightly amused people call in to tell her what an idiot she is and girl power and don’t worry you’ll survive and all that crap. Yeah, that’s what I need to do.”

“What?” Patcoena asked confused

“Yes!” I yelled. “Yes, I am afraid of freaking hot, burn my skin off on contact liquid substance known as LAVA!

Patcoena sighed. “We’ll be fine. I have complete faith in your abilities.”

“Do you?” I asked. “Can you call my grandmother Winifred and tell her that?”

“Willa.” Patcoena said sternly

“Fine,” I said. “But don’t get mad at me if you lose the first few layers of your skin.”

“You’ll do splendidly, I’m sure,” he said reassuringly. “Now picture the same area like this one on the other side, only that side has a small country house in the valley.”

“There is a country house on the other side of the volcano?” I asked. “You mean to tell me someone built a home for rest and relaxation here?”

“Yes,” he said

“I can’t wait to meet this person.” I said. “I’m sure we’ll have a lot in common.”

Patcoena grabbed my hands and stared at me. I took a deep breath and tried to imagine us shooting up and over the volcano. Even though, it was very quick, I could still feel the heat of the land mass as we ascended around the volcano. When I felt my feet on stable ground, I quickly took inventory and was relieved that my body wasn’t on fire.

I looked around and was surprised. The other side of the volcanos reminded me a little bit of where I grew up in Arizona. The black and gray landscape, where I initially had opened the portal, was now replaced with rich brownish red sand. Scraggly brown trees and cacti dotted amongst the surface. In the distance, I could see sharp rock formations jut up towards the sky.

“Wow, it is so freaky here,” I remarked in wonderment

“It looks a lot like home, doesn’t it?” Patcoena asked

Before I could reply, I heard someone yell my name, and I turned toward the long, white stucco house that shone brightly in the late afternoon sun. I almost thought I might be seeing a mirage but when I realized the person running towards me was real, I broke out into a run.




Isle of Dawn will be available to download July 31,2014!


June SXSW Collaboration: The End of the Beginning



It’s over. It’s done. It’s finished. Those three phrases are almost heart wrenching when it comes to writing a trilogy. On one hand, you feel like you have accomplished something truly extraordinary while on the other you feel an immense sense of sadness. It’s hard to put into words the emotions that are running through your entire being when you finish writing a book, when you write a trilogy those feelings are magnified even more so.

Valerie and I have both finished writing our third books to our respective trilogies, and I am again amazed at how our lives are almost running in sync with one another. She was the first person I sent an email to when I finished. I knew if anyone could relate to what I was going through; it was her. A few weeks later I received an email from her telling me she had just completed her third book crying, and I understood exactly what she was feeling.

The characters in my book have been my constant companions for some time now. I not only connected with them on paper but in my heart as well. To write the words; ‘The End,’ was one of the most emotional things I have ever done. I think I was halfway into the third book when I had a sudden realization that this journey was coming to a close and for a moment I contemplated scrapping that plan and continuing the series.

I became aware though that I wasn’t doing this for the story’s sake but my own, and that’s when I knew I had to find the courage to finish writing Isle of Dawn. I owed it not only to myself, but to my readers and my characters.

I’m now into my final edits, and I still have this sense of amazement that 1) I actually wrote this book and 2) I actually finished writing a trilogy!

I suppose in a way I am feeding a monster because my next series is going to be a continuation of The Skye Trilogy. My old characters will be making sporadic appearances, but it will never be the same. I have made peace with that though, and I am finally getting excited to begin writing a fresh story with new, exciting, people and creatures that I get to dream up in my mind.

There is a part of me that’s worried. What if I don’t connect to my new characters? Do I have it in me to write four books next time instead of three? What if it sucks? What if I come down with a dreaded case of writers block?

Then there’s the other part of me that takes over and laughs at my newfound insecurities. That part is also the one that cocks her eyebrow and swears like a sailor. You can’t go through your existence with the words what if as the first words in your sentence. You have to go balls to the wall and say, “Hell ya, I can do it,” because at the end of the day being able to move forward is the only way to truly live life.



For this month’s collaboration Shannon and I decided to write about saying goodbye, to our characters. Although each of us just recently released the second book in our Paranormal trilogies, we both also just completed writing the third and final chapters of our trilogies. Each of us cried and binged on ice cream and no one really understood except other writers.  So we needed an emotional release and decided to blog it out this month. 

We’ve moved three times since my oldest son was born which wasn’t too big of deal for me because I moved quite often when I was a kid.  I learned long ago not to be attached to things like houses or schools because change was all around us.  But when I became pregnant with my second son something inside me changed and I felt this constant tug, this ever-present nag that I needed to buy a house. I needed to plant some roots, because leaving the houses where I had watched my son crawl for the first time, or where he projectile vomited on me for the first time (yes projectile, it is real) it became harder and harder.  It was like those memories were no longer as close and after my second son was born I felt those first memories of motherhood begin to fade away and I needed a physical structure that could house those memories.  

I needed to be able to walk past a room and remember what had happened there, who got their first bloody nose there because my mind wasn’t large enough.  So we bought our house and that is exactly what happens but guess what else I realized?  So much of those memories are in my books.  

When I re-read something I’ve written, I see more than just the characters and the setting in my mind, I see exactly where I was when I was writing it.  Just like I picture my one year old running through the kitchen pushing a dump truck even when he’s not home, I see him playing in his kiddy pool in our backyard when I read the second book in my trilogy. Because I wrote that book in the summer, while my boys played in the backyard, I’d sit with my laptop on the back patio.    

My characters in the Harlow Whittaker Trilogy have been fighting to tell their story for the past four years. They have been a part of my life for four years.   This is why when I typed the final sentence in my trilogy I cried.  It’s more than saying goodbye to a story that has been playing in your mind for years, but also saying goodbye to everything that happened in those four years.  Writing is my escape so during times of stress, or even bliss I would write, because I would need to capture those emotions.  I would remind myself of certain things to add depth to my characters, to make sure that their feelings were genuine.  You honestly do give a piece of yourself in everything you create and when that’s over, when the project is complete, you mourn for that piece.

Shannon and I each dove into new projects after the completion of our trilogies and I hope it’s not just a rebound from my last relationship (HW Trilogy).  But I’m sure when this new book is finished I will feel the same sadness that often accompanies goodbyes.  It will be just as bittersweet. The contrast between the pride of completing something that has been unfinished for so long mixed with the emptiness that comes from having to never see the people that you’ve had thousands of conversations with.  I think this hit me so hard because I have never finished a work of fiction.  Even though I have been writing since I was nine years old, I never finished anything until my Master’s Thesis.  That was the first time I wrote something massive (220 pages) that had a beginning, middle, and end.  So all the charterers I’d created in my past still lived on until I just forgot about them.  With Harlow, having to dream up the final moments for these characters that I loved, that I had created worlds for, making sure that I gave them what they truly deserved weighed heavily on me as well.  So Cheers, I think the conclusion here is, art is difficult in more ways than one, and if you just completed a book, my heart goes out to you 🙂  


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