A southern transplant in Michigan, Jacqueline spends most of winter indoors writing about monsters, men, and the women who love them. She prefers insta-love over slow burn but loves a good groveling scene. She drinks energy drinks daily to keep up with her husband and three dogs and has never refused a good tiramisu. She adores all dogs, most cats, and plants that actually want to live.
A southern transplant in Michigan, Jacqueline spends most of winter indoors writing about monsters, men, and the women who love them. She prefers insta-love over slow burn but loves a good groveling scene. She drinks energy drinks daily to keep up with her husband and three dogs and has never refused a good tiramisu. She adores all dogs, most cats, and plants that actually want to live.
I’m the last single girl standing in my friend group and what feels like all of Crescent Ridge. I survived one horrible relationship, but it cost me everything. He’s gone. I should feel safe but I don’t.
I keep looking over my shoulder, unable to trust anyone.
An uncharacteristic moment of courage has me signing up for Pearl’s Matchmaking....
Marshall signed up for a mail order bride like most men in Crescent Ridge. What was he thinking? Too many drinks down at Gilroy’s Bar and he did the one thing he swore he would never do again. Propose to a woman. He’s been burned before and he’s not looking for another scar to add to his collection. He...
Moki, a wendigo who relies on consuming human flesh to survive, doesn’t fit in anywhere. Not even in his adopted family of shifters. He’s a hopeless romantic who has given up on finding someone who will look past his unfortunate culinary requirements. The pack shifters reek of fear and dating a human is out of the question. Monsters are the...