When Avalon Gregory left for a summer archaeology program, she got more history than she bargained for. After an unfortunate accident she is thrust into an ancient battle. Surrounded by enemies, human and non, she must finish what was started almost a millennium ago or die trying. (Currently only half the book is up right now as it is out on submission)

"We know that we exist in the heart of behalf."

“Self-pity won’t do you any good,” a frank voice mused from the backseat of my battered old Honda. I glanced up in the rear-view mirror and into the Onyx eyes of Death, but for a reason unknown to me, I wasn’t the least bit scared. “You wouldn’t be annoyed?” I queried with a raised brow, focusing my attention once again on the road although the traffic was barely moving. I took the chance to take a long look at the superhuman being sitting just feet away from me. His skin was dark and from what I could see, covered in tally marks. He was wearing a grey pin-striped suit, a white shirt and a black tie. I had to admit, Death sure looked good. “Thank you,” he smirked before clearing his throat and readjusting his tie. “I happen to know Italian, if that helps.” “Oh yeah?” I challenged. "Perche dovrei mentirti bellezza?" The Italian blew effortlessly from his lips and I almost laughed. Death just called me beautiful. "Non lo so, dimmelo te, bello." I replied with a wink, using what little Italian I had picked up from the free app on my phone, although I was almost positive it was complete and utter bullshit. I called Death, handsome. I was totally going to heaven. He chuckled a deep, haunting laugh and I was instantly snapped back to reality. No more flirting with Death. “So tell me,” Death began, “you want to die.” “That’s not a question."

This is just a sneak peak of book two of Dream Walker Chronicles, When She Wakes (formerly Obscures). Only the first 3 chapters are up. I am hoping for it to be published later this year. There are also several of the songs that helped inspire the events in the book. I apologize for any swear words that might be in these! ENJOY!

Being a leprechaun was so boring! Though Brea had a loving family and an amazing best friend, she was a trian—the third child in a leprechaun family. Leprechauns usually only have two children, each with a gift; the ability to fix things, affect the weather, talk to animals, or heal. Every once in a while, a third child was born. They were always very powerful. Except Brea. Not only did she not have a special power, she didn’t even have a normal gift. Her mam was optimistic that she would eventually wake up one day with her new gift. No such luck thus far. Brea O’Brien’s family says nothing about Brea’s undiscovered gift, but it has made her an outcast in leprechaun society. The O’Briens make the best of the situation and have dutifully cared for the Bradigans, a human family descended from druids, for over 500 years. Though leprechauns don’t normally socialize with humans, Brea is unlike most. She quickly makes friends with an Irish teenage boy, Caith, telling him all about the faerie world, and discovers that he might have some faerie powers of his own. Meanwhile, when Trevor, grandson of old Mr. Bradigan, comes to visit, Brea is told not to involve him in faerie matters. But when a gypsy foretells of coming danger targeting Trevor and his grandfather, it becomes obvious that the only way to save him is to tell him. As a magical battle looms, Trevor struggles to harness his druid powers, Caith tries to determine his mystical origins, and Brea fights to overcome her biggest flaw: having no magical powers. Be sure to check out St.Patrick's Battle, the original prologue to Army of Sorrow as well! (id# 11683190)