I'm a self-published author of dystopian romance and adult romance. I am a mother of three and an avid reader of everything!
The Boy with the Crooked Smile
My heart is pounding out of my chest as I push as much energy into my legs as I can. The sun peppers the ground with beams of light, but I don’t stop to marvel in the beauty because my body pushes me to run.
The Pillars of Turkish Cooking
In Turkish culture, there are two things that are valued above all else. Family… and food. While I am English by heritage, my husband of sixteen years, is not.
The Hidden Treasure
My tiny body is thrown forward as someone shoves past me, their jagged, bony elbow poking me in my back painfully in their efforts to pass me by. The acrid smell of bodies assaults me, the stench of urine, sweat, grime and despair are all too familiar and I suck in another greedy breath, but it does not satisfy, the stale air within the stone walls is almost stifling. I force myself to breathe through my mouth as I grasp onto my mother’s hand, anxious not to get lost in the crowd.