Meet Park Sparrow, a feisty and reckless outcast who's just a small-town girl, living in a lonely world. Except Park is the Princess of Cimeria, a potential heir to one of the last monarchies in the world. All her life, Park has known nothing but politics and danger. In a desperate attempt to protect her, the royal family sent Park to study in the states, keeping her identity and whereabouts a complete secret. But when time comes for Park to re-enter the political scene, the target returns to her back. Her death could signal the end of her family's time on the throne. Determined to find out who's behind the attempts on her life, Park teams up with Logan Cross, a boy she's hated since the dawn of time. The two must learn how to put aside their differences and get along because Park is in grave danger. As they work together to put together the mystery of who wants Park's throne, they must face new complications and obstacles that will be much more difficult than just a school yard grudge. (Book One of The Royalty Series)

first book in the Paperweight series. - ❝He thinks that if all that is wild and beautiful in the world wound up in one person, it would be her.❞

sequel to Mailboy, second book in the Paperweight series. - - - ❝She never told him that every time she uses green paint, she sees the color of his eyes and she either wants to drown herself in it or set it on fire.❞

This story is not for the faint hearted. It's a story about belief, desire, manipulation, and terror. Prepare yourself, for darkness has a name.

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

"How'd you sleep?" "I didn't."