the brookston housewives series
If you walk the streets of Sapphire Court, you are sure to meet Calista Cavanaugh. She’s a blonde bombshell with wit, charm, and the biggest personality Brookston has ever seen. Cali lives in the large house in the middle of the street with her perfect husband and two perfect little boys. She resides near her closest friends, four other Brookston housewives, and always has a glass of wine in her hand.
Calista seems to have the picture perfect life. However, when you check your mailbox and you decide to go look closer through the cracks in her curtains, you will discover Calista’s house is tainted by secrets and deception.
Welcome to the neighborhood.
If you walk the streets of Sapphire Court, you are sure to hear about Calista Cavanaugh. She was a blonde bombshell with wit, charm, and the biggest personality Brookston had ever seen. Cali no longer lives in the large house in the middle of the street with her perfect husband and two perfect little boys.
Her closest friends, four other Brookston housewives, continuously wonder what happened to Calista while welcoming two new housewives to Sapphire Court. However, don’t let the smiles, wine, and shows of perfection fool you.
Sapphire Court holds secrets. Dark Secrets.
When you check your mailbox and decide to go look closer through the cracks in curtains of the old Cavanaugh house, be wary of a pair of piercing blues. They will be watching you through curtains of their own.
Welcome back to the neighborhood.
What happens when you mix blood and bones with Brookston Housewives? To answer that, you'll have to go back to the very beginning.
the Relationsh!t Show
Once upon a time, there was a young girl who thought she found the love of her life at only fourteen years old . . . but after five years of puppy love combined with ‘we think we’re grown’ love, her fairy tale came to an end.
That girl was me.
I’m Cole and this is my story, my journey, and as it turned out, my hot mess of a dating life.
There are the guys who ghosted me and also the one who returned like a zombie again and again. There are drunken adventures and one night stands. There's even that time I became a bride for the span of a night.
While struggling with writer’s block and depression, I jotted it all down, kept the records, and now I’m ready to share it with you.
I’ve condensed it all into seventeen episodes of love, life, lust and the chaos of millennial dating. So get comfortable, grab your popcorn, some tissues, and of course that bottle of wine. It’s time to binge on your favorite reality star . . . me.
(a girl power romance collection novella)
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Is my life trash?
I mean, I guess you could say that. I’ve been in garbage relationships time and time again. Something is missing in my life and the situation most definitely does not smell like roses. To top it off, I haul sanitation day in and day out. I’m what you’d call a garbage woman, but I think it’s nicer to say I’m a waste management professional, sanitation engineer, or my all time favorite: Trash Queen.
Though my job technically stinks, it led me to the most gorgeous specimen I had ever seen in my life.
Khiry Lexington was a mystery. He was a smooth talker with a genuine smile and what appeared to be a heart of gold. So, why was he single? What was he doing in Sunray Sunny, California?
And then there’s Dean White. The sexy date I snagged on Solo No Mo. I thought he was going to be just a rebound, but he may be a real one.
After spending the last seven years looking for something I thought was lost forever, I finally was given hope again that the relationship I craved wasn’t hidden in the dumps.
They say another man’s trash is another man’s treasure . . .
I don’t know who they are, but I hope they’re right.
My Girl: A psychological Thriller
Bobbi Coleman is running.
Running, running, but from what?
Ever since she was a little girl, Bobbi has been haunted by a dark figure. Strange things happen around her. Lights flicker. Shadows move. Footsteps sound when nobody is home. But no matter how hard she tries to describe her experiences, nobody in Bobbi’s life believes the ghost stories.
Darkness threatened to overtake her before the day her daughter was born. Stassi was the light Bobbi needed to breathe, to set her free from the monsters.
Or so she thought.
Bobbi thinks she’s finally found home. Found a place for her and her daughter to live without the dark shadow that followed her for years. Is it possible she’s finally broken free of her past? Or is darkness cracking through the light in the small window across the street?