When sixteen-year-old Hannah Sheraton is arrested for the murder of her stepgrandfather, a California Supreme Court justice, her distraught mother turns to once infamous defense attorney, Josie Bates. Now a small town lawyer in Hermosa Beach, Josie wants nothing to do with the case since the gruesome evidence points to Hannah's guilt. When the girl is charged as an adult, Josie can't turn her back...

Just a regular job.... Get in, crack the safe, fetch the diamonds. That's what hobby cat burglar and acclaimed jewelry maker Calendar Moonstone has aimed for. Instead she finds a dead body, meets a handsome Detective, has a nosey insurance investigator on her tracks and manages a complicated boyfriend situation. And must solve a century old jewelry mystery!

The Grimsby Gouger is out for blood. 16-year-old Macy Shepard was trapped, scared and about to die, the only person who could save her life was Detective Peel and he really had a bad headache and not just because of his alcohol problem. There is a murderer loose in the town of Great Grimsby and three girls are missing. 40 years ago the same happened, and Peel's father failed to catch his man. Are the new murders connected? Has the Grimsby Gouger returned or is there a copycat on the prowl?. The clock is ticking and three young lives are depending on Peel and his team to save them. Shocked and shaken by family secrets of his own that come to light, Peel is on the trail of not one but two vicious killers. Follow the rough and ready detective as he ploughs headlong through his own troubled past, searching for answers to secrets long hidden from him.

After an apocalyptic event that thrusts the world into a new ice age, Calestia - a 17-year-old girl with a strong will - must learn to survive on a land infested with gangs, guns, and distrust. ***** Nobody knows what day it is anymore. Nobody knows the month, the day of the week...and the only way to tell time is by the slight change in the color of the sky from grey to black every twenty-four hours. If a day even is twenty-four hours anymore. The planet is dead. The people are dead. Snow falls down upon piles of bodies like the ash of a volcanic eruption. Except, the snow doesn't stop. It never does. It continues to fall and fall until you wonder if it is even possible for another flake to come down and land silently in your hair. But it does. They do. There are few survivors of what the remaining have started to call the end of the world. The Apocalypse. Few who are still brave or scared of death enough to face the torture that is living. I am one of those survivors. Book One of the Snow Series Highest ranking: #3 in Sci-Fi Watty's Shortlisted