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First peek at the New Release in the Creatus Series. Coming Soon!



For four thousand years, creatus have concealed themselves from the humans who hunted them almost to extinction. Now, one rogue creatus faction wants the world to know they exist.

This is just a sample. If you'd like to read the first three chapters of the first book in the series, you can read it here. As always, I left out the names, so there aren't any spoilers. Get ready...the rogue creatus are on the move! 



Though she could have overpowered him, she let the human man drag her down the street, but figured she should put up a small fight, so she’d find out what his real intentions were. “Hey, wait. I have a ride.”
He looked back at her and grinned. Not the friendly smile he’d flashed earlier, but a pompous lifting of one cheek along with a nod of his head as if he knew she were lying. “You said you took the ‘T’.”
Right. She had told him that. “I’m good. I don’t need a ride.”
“The ‘T’ isn’t safe this time of night. I’ll drive you home.”
“No,” she insisted. “My...my boyfriend would kill you if you brought me home.”
When they rounded the corner, standing next to a bright red Camaro, he stopped and pulled her next to him. “Boyfriend? Aren’t you a naughty little minx, dressing up and going out without your boyfriend.” He pushed her off the sidewalk, backing her up against the car. “I’ll drive you.”
She shook her head, her mind ninety percent clear already. “You’re making a mistake.”
“What...you going to break my hand like you did that poor sap at the club? No worries. I like it rough, baby. Why do you think I chose you?” He reached for the door handle, making his objective clear. He planned to force her into the car.
“I warned you. If you don’t release me, you’re gonna have more than a broken hand.”
He laughed. “By you—
“No. By me,” a hard, steel voice thundered from behind him.
She gulped as she took in the murderous eyes drilling her over the young man's shoulder.
The man turned, his fists rocketing up in front of him, ready to strike, until he took in the man who was as tall as he was but twice as large. “Hey, man!” He adjusted his hands from fists to palms up, surrendering. “I didn’t hurt the girl. Back off.”
“You know why they thought we were drinking human’s blood through their carotid artery?” Her eyes widened in shock as he jerked the college student toward him, clamped down on his jugular, and ripped open a large gash in his throat. He spat out the blood and flesh, then swiped his hand across his mouth. “Because it’s the fastest way to kill a piece of human garbage like him.” He turned to two more creatus she hadn’t noticed standing in the shadow of the building. “Clean up this mess.”
Before she could even pull in a breath to scream, he grabbed her, soaring to the top of the building.


The Creatus Series is not your normal paranormal story...it's a realistic twist of the myths you've heard your entire life. Prepare to believe...

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  1. Yikes! This definitely took me by surprise. Can't wait to read the book!

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    1. Thanks, Darcia! Hopefully in a good way... I think everyone knew...expected...that it had to come here, but this is a few chapters in. You know it's coming when it happens. Worldwide takeovers are never as easy as they seem. LOL!!! :)

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