If You're Wondering Why William Talking About This Is So Important.....

my god it was just such a fraught time in her life and now for. THIS to be the cover. reclaim joy!!!!

ain’t that the dammed truth…

My 19yo cat passed this week and I told my husband I’m not ready for another cat. How do you think he’d feel about a capybara? 

Capybara made his day

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Feeling cute. Might delete later. I’m not. I wrote a book. It’s dark and twisty. I hope you like it too.

heyyyy tumblr!!! one of my best friends has a new book out today! KING OF LIES is a royal romantic suspense and you'll love it!

Hooray for besties and new books! Check out my boo @emmashouldbewriting​

Um, hi tumblr

The book gods shone on me today and this pretty little thing published in two hours, so... maybe you want to read it? Which you can do for FREE if you have a Kindle Unlimited subscription. There's a fake relationship, *gasp* only one bed, an arsehole bird, and lots of swoony yet snarky banter.

Universal Amazon link: https://geni.us/TheProbWithPretending

This book is so fun! Check out my bestie!!!

If you're into audiobooks, I have one for you today: BIG DUKE ENERGY written by me and narrated by my British dream team, Shakira Shute and Will Watt is now available! Trust me when I say they are perfection narrating my commitment-phobe duke, Max, and romance novelist Ellie. Plus the goats and escape artist Sir Winston Purrchill the Maine Coon.

Audible: https://geni.us/BDEaudio

LOOK AT THIS AWESOME NEW BOOK FROM MY BESTIE!!!

hey it's my cover reveal day, this ✨ chaos ✨ will be available in kindle unlimited on april 18th 🥳

It's new cover day 🫶 book one in my new romcom mystery series, coming July 11!

What's a romcom mystery, you ask? It's my romcoms, but someone pops their clogs.

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BLURB:

I remember the first time I ever saw Detective Inspector Noah George.

We were seven, stupid, and he threw sand in my eye. I’m pretty sure that’s when I fell in love with him. Hey—I did say I was stupid.

Summers in Fox Point, my grandfather’s seaside hometown, were all we had together. Then we turned eighteen, life happened, and he never spoke to me again.

Until my grandfather’s death calls me back to the small town, only for his lawyer to tell me he’s left me my family’s dilapidated bed and breakfast that was home to many things—my first sleepover party, where my grandma taught me to cross-stitch, my first kiss with Noah…

And apparently, my first dead body.

My name is Lottie O’Neil, and I’m on the hook for the murder of a man I’ve barely met.

And the one who’ll have to arrest me is the only man I’ve ever loved.

Unless I find the real killer first.

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Oh but we love it when she’s mean. She’s so precious. 😘😘

Do not be mean to your friends in Texas by calling them rude. We are suffering right now with unbearable heat. Anyone putting up with our summers is not rude - masochistic, maybe, but not rude.

How on earth did you get that from what I said

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