Welcome to my WIP Corner!
This is where the magic (and the mess!) of a new story begins. Here, you’ll find sneak peeks, character sketches, snippets of dialogue, and the behind-the-scenes sparks that light up my next small-town romance. Grab a cookie and settle in—this is your front-row seat to my writing process!
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Curious about becoming a beta reader or joining my ARC team? This is where it starts! Drop a comment if you love giving feedback, spotting plot twists, or getting early access to swoony scenes. I’d love to know who’s watching this story grow!
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Ready for your first sneak peek?
If you just finished Val’s Last Second Chance and still find yourself thinking about the secrets hiding in Glen Falls… you’re in the right place. I’m thrilled to share a sneak peek from my new novel, This Time We Stay, where old wounds and unanswered questions linger. Meet Colin—recently returned to his hometown, wrestling with regrets, and determined not to let another secret slip away.
“Jessie called me, you know.”
Tate’s brow lifted, worry flickering in his eyes.
“A few weeks back.” Colin absently rubbed Hank’s head. “She kept hinting at trouble—asked what someone should do if they were scared. Claimed it was for a friend, but her voice gave her away.”
Tate sat quiet for a long beat. “Doesn’t sound like nothing.”
“That’s just it. My gut says her death wasn’t an accident. But I’m new at the firm. If I start rumors without proof, I could blow up lives—maybe my own.”
“If you ignore it, you’ll still carry it,” Tate said quietly.
Colin looked away. “You ever wish you could turn back the clock?”
Tate’s gaze lingered on the cabin. “Every day. But you’ve got to keep moving forward.”
“Didn’t mean to drag you into this.”
“You didn’t. Just tread carefully, Colin. Glen Falls doesn’t need more secrets—or more ghosts.”
PS: I’m also hard at work on the cover for this story, and I’d love your help choosing the perfect one! Keep an eye on your inbox—I may send out a poll soon to get your opinion.