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Lover of all things!
If you want me to be honest, I really love tacos the most…
In all honesty I'm just a 21 year old girl with some pretty big dreams. One of those dreams includes changing the way people view their world through my writing.
Maybe our world isn't all daisies and marshmallows. However I can provide an escape from your daily life into something much more than just a story written by some stranger.
Escape into science fiction, romance, fantasy… Escape along side heroes, villains, dragons, witches, vampires, and every other character you may like in my writing.
Between working and writing my books I like to write blog posts on beauty, health, food, and more random topics. They can be seen at: hippieoftheyear.com
And I like making YouTube videos: youtube.com/hippieoftheyear
Even more important than the tacos, the novels, and YouTube… Is my beautiful doggy Milo and crazy kitty Mesa! They are my four legged, fluffy children.
Now I can't forget my loving boyfriend of 5 years who has encouraged me through all my lowest lows to keep writing. If I never had his support then I likely wouldn't have any finished books to this day and maybe never.
But this isn't 'all about me', you are the person reading this and reading my stories.
So thank you. For taking the time to view my profile and you're welcome to escape into my stories anytime you like.
Have an amazing day, week, month, year, and lifetime.
What inspired you to write your book?
Here is a short sample from the book:
We were at a stop light just blocks away from the club when Cole murmured, "Chinese fire drill." And then a devilish plan jumped into action.
Nico, being ever so collected and cool, took the driver's seat and continued on driving once the light turned green. The other one had opened the door of the back and bent himself inside the small space. Instead of buckling himself up, Cole got on all fours above my body, forcing me to press myself into the door.
"Hey there gorgeous," He smirked down at me as he planted a knee between my legs.
"Shh…" His head bent down and hazel eyes captivated me into silence. I could see them as cars passed by us, momentarily shining their lights into our car. They were more green around the edges, reminding me of fresh cut grass in the spring-
What am I thinking?!
"Shh, my little Mia, stop resisting." Cole's eyes burned into mine for a second and then his head bent even lower to my collarbone. Something wet ran across the protruding bone at the base of my neck and I jolted from the strange sensation. And then I realized it was his tongue when he placed little nips all over the bone and then traveled up to my ear.
He chuckled darkly, "You don't want me to."
But I did. So why couldn't I say so?