I don’t know what happened to my life.
prophesy was written about us centuries ago. We are supposed to save the world,
though none of us knows how.
unstoppable in his bid to control not only the supernatural domain, but the
Faction — as bait.
soul, spaces that I didn’t know existed.
As the final battle draws closer, I know that defeating the Faction won’t give me back the life I once had, but maybe that’s not such a bad deal after all.
A native Texan, C.C. grew
Now that she has a baby
girl at home, C.C.’s non-writing time is usually spent cleaning up poopy
diapers or feeding the poop machine.
Sometimes she teaches piano, cooks, or spends time bugging her hubby and