Coming soon…

Hey guys! As many of you know, my close friend and cowriting partner, Sara Schoen and I have been working on a few new novels. We just released a thriller romance with Limitless Publishing entitles, Deadly Hallows. Deadly Hallows is the first novel in a two book series (The Dead Ringer series), and I am excited to say that we’ve already written the first three chapters for the sequel! The second novel is so much fun to write already. Since it is a sequel, we get to dive straight in to the action, while picking up where our characters last left off. It’s pretty fun to say the least! The second novel in the Dead Ringer series will be titled, Deadly Nightmares.



Sara and I have way more ideas than we have time. With me studying abroad for the semester, and Sara leaving just a week after I get home, we will have to do all of our writing and planning over the internet. So far, that’s working out pretty well considering we just finished another novel this past weekend! I am literally bouncing in my seat as I write this! This newest novel is titled Beach Week, and follows three girls during their traditional beach week celebration, when things start to go terribly wrong. The idea for this story began when Sara, a mutual friend of ours, and I spent a week at the beach together in 2014. It was an eventful year for us, and Sara and I both lost people we cared about. This novel will be dedicated to the three people we lost, and will serve as a memorial story for them.


“Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou, Romeo?” -William Shakespeare

“But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.” -William Shakespeare

Stratford Upon Avon


Romeo and Juliet, also known as one of, if not the, most famous play written by William Shakespeare. The two quotes above were playing on repeat in my mind from the moment I stepped off of the train onto the platform at Stratford Upon Avon. For those who don’t know, Stratford Upon Avon is William Shakespeare’s birthplace. He was born, and raised in Stratford Upon Avon. It was also where you can visit the home of his wife, Anne Hathaway, and where you can visit the church that the pair was buried in.

Until my senior year of high school, I was never a Shakespeare fan. Before then, Shakespeare was just this really complicated author and poet, who I preferred to avoid. Reading his works always came with a lot of analysis of texts that I didn’t understand. It also came with a depressing memory from fifth grade when I auditioned to try out for the part as one of the three witches in Macbeth. (Our fifth grade play had to shorten the play, and some of the witches were cut out.) I really wanted the part as a witch, and I practiced my lines every night, yet when I stood in front of the fifth grade teachers to audition, I couldn’t remember anything. Needless to say, I was not given a role as one of the witches. Instead, I was the messenger who ran in said one line to Macbeth. In my senior year, we read Shakespeare’s Othello and I fell in love. My english teacher, Mrs. Juliet Amaan loved Othello, and she taught it in a way that made me love it. After that, I began to look at Shakespeare’s works in a whole new light. I actually understood (for the most part) and enjoyed his plays and poems. Therefore, I was just a little excited to see Stratford Upon Avon, and by a little, I mean I was actually bouncing with excitement as I walked. I think Camille and Debra were probably annoyed with the Shakespeare quotes I kept randomly spewing…


His Confession by S. Valentine

his confession

HIS CONFESSION by S. Valentine

The Black Door Trilogy, #1

PUBLISHER: Limitless Publishing

SYNOPSIS: When Gabriella Woods finds matches from a gentlemen’s club in her fiancé’s pocket, her suspicions require a search for answers.

At the club, she realizes it’s not her fiancé’s fidelity that can’t be trusted…

It’s her own.

Darion Milano is daring, intriguing, and unpredictable…

Unable to get him out of her head—and against Darion’s explicit warning—Gabi begins a torrid affair. No longer fighting the urge to enter the depth of his dark and mysterious lifestyle, she indulges in his most intimate desires.

They become the most exciting, wild, infatuated couple everybody knows.

Until his confession changes everything…

Her heart is telling her to stay.

Her instinct is telling her to run.

She can never match his outrageous ex-wife and become the fun, fearless woman he craves…

Or can she?

Discover a world of sex, secrets, and seduction.


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“And so castles made of sand, fall in the sea, eventually. -Jimi Hendricks”


At Beaumaris castle
At Beaumaris castle

 The day before my birthday marked the day that I had my first ever castle visit. It was on that day that I fell in love with the tremendous structures that once were homes to royal families, and their staff in medieval times. I was interested in the history of the castle, and was particularly mesmerized by the fact that King Edward I’s son, Edward of Caernarfon, was born within the castle’s walls. This fact, added to the beautiful and well kept castle made it feel as if I had walked into a fairy tale, or been transported back in time. The towers, the spindle stair cases, the dungeons, the giant fire places. Everything was so beautiful, and eery. My writing mind went crazy coming up with story ideas as I explored every nook and cranny that the right half of Caernarfon Castle had to offer. I’ve never ran up stairs so quickly in my adult life. I was genuinely curious to see everything the castle had to offer, and I was in awe at everything. The fireplaces were nearly bigger than my room in my residence hall!


“If you’re not willing to look stupid, nothing great will ever happen to you.”


Today was a great day.

It started off with Debra and I going to our Spanish grammar class at 12:00. I slept in, after staying up late to write some of the opening chapters of the second novel in the Dead Ringer series. The first one releases in February, and Sara and I want to have the book end with a preview for the next novel in the back. After going to be so late, I was woken up at exactly 9am by my little sister, Trinity. She was so excited to talk to me, and had stayed up until 4am her time, just waiting for a chance to call me. I promised to call her back later, and slept for a few more hours before I had to get up. Class lasted for an hour and then afterwards we saw Cammie, met some of her friends for the first time and then walked back to our respective rooms and spent the day relaxing.

For the first time since I’ve been here, I actually watched Netflix! It was a good way to be lazy, and just rest. I watched Pretty Little Liars, and then worked on my blog for a while. (Yesterday I did something to clear space on my media library and accidentally deleted all of the pictures and videos on my blog. I only noticed because my grandma told me that she couldn’t see the pictures.) Thankfully, I was able to fix everything, but it did take a lot of time.

Once I finished, Debra and I finally went to check out the gym, only to find out that we needed to have an induction before we could actually use the equipment. That was annoying, but we were able to get a tour of the gym, which was huge and really nice, before we went back to my room. Back in my room, we did our workout on the floor. We did a total of 250 crunches, 250 Russian twists, 50 push ups, squats along to the song Bring Sally Up, and then two sets of planks for 30, then 45 seconds. It felt great to work out again, and after our induction tomorrow we can go whenever we like.

After working out, I showered and went to Debra’s room where we made our specialty; pasta.

Alone, everything above this sentence made my day average. Now for what made my day so great…


“And so the adventure begins…”


The next day was a day of adventures.

Thursday was the day that Debra and I explored Bangor, stepped out of our comfort zones by making new friends, journeyed down Bitch Hill at midnight, and went to the campus bar and club for the first time. It was an eventful day, and we met so many amazing people. It was so eventful that I felt the need to summarize the day before I went into detail.

It seemed like Thursday was such a long day that when I think back to it, I remember the events as if it were actually two separate days. The morning started off with Debra and I meeting at her flat and walking down Ffriddoed hill to the campus to find the foreign exchange student’s office. We walked all around the Main Arts building in search of what we were told was, “a small, red brick building”. This information should have come in handy considering the fact that there is only one red brick building on campus, but it did not. We both made our way to the red brick building, but it turned out that that building was undergoing construction and we weren’t actually allowed to enter it.


“Good things are coming down the road. Just keep walking.”


My first task on Wednesday was to find the Psychology building and get my Concepts in Psychology class signed off. The time that I need to be there was at 13:00 (1:00pm), so I left my room early enough to allow time for me to go into the registration office and register for my classes before I had to go in search of the building. On my map, there was no label for the Psychology building, so I went to the Social Sciences building in hopes that everything would in that one building.

It didn’t take me long to find the Social Sciences building because on the map it was located just across the street from the Main Arts building, which I remembered how to get to from the day before. Once I found the building, which was a beautiful gothic styles building, I asked for help in finding the specific room that I needed to get to. A kind man helped me by leading me out f the building, and pointing toward a smaller building just next to the one I was in. After snapping a few more pictures, I made the short walk and went in to get my class signed off.

Social Science Building
Social Science Building


“Sometimes you have to get lost to find yourself.”


Waking up the next morning, I hardly remembered where I was. For the past few weeks every time I woke up, I was lying on the bottom bunk of my youngest sister’s bed, and then suddenly I wasn’t. It was as if my travels were but a detailed dream. Yet, after I opened my eyes and rubbed the sleep from them, I remembered that it was real life. I was actually in another country, and I was ready to get out of my flat and go explore my new campus.

Debra and I had made plans to meet in front of her building so we could walk to our mandatory foreign exchange student welcome meeting in the main arts building. I got dressed, then bundled up in my coat to go meet her. Outside of her building we got directions to the main building from someone who was coming up the hill that we were headed down. Her directions were to walk to the bottom of the hill, make a left, and then make a right after the first pub. Debra and I followed her directions, but when we made it to the first pub (an Irish Pub) there was no where for us to turn right. So instead we continued down the street until we realized that we were lost. Once we finally gave up denying that we were lost, I asked another lady which way we needed to go to get to the main building and she sent us all the way back in the direction we had come. After walking for another fifteen minutes, and realizing that we were now late for our welcome meeting, we asked another woman where the building was and she also told us that we were going the wrong way.


“When it’s time for you to venture out, don’t let fear have you looking back on what you’re leaving behind.” -Anonymous



This picture was taken less than half an hour after Debra and I waved goodbye to our families and began our study abroad adventure. The excitement was already beginning to settle in, and my mind was on the fact that I was going to be following my dreams and getting to travel and experience a semester on my own. I was proudly wearing my UMW ABROAD t-shirt, and representing the wonderful university that made it possible for this semester abroad to even be happening. Sitting in that airport terminal, anxiously waiting to board the plane from WOW, all I could think about was how blessed I am to even have the opportunity to do something so life changing. I have to admit, there were a few worried thoughts sprinkled in amongst the excited ones as well.

Can I make it for five months on my own?

Will I make friends?

Is this WOW plane going to actually make it to Iceland?

The final thought may seem like a bit of an exaggeration now, but it didn’t at the time. My dad spent a good bit of time making jokes about the name of the airline and how cheap the flight was. He wondered aloud on multiple occasions whether the reason the airline was titled “WOW” was because it stemmed from the idea hat it would be a shock that the plane would actually make it overseas. “Wow! We got into the air!” and “Wow! We didn’t crash!” were just two of the jokes he made before we got to the airport. That, put together with Debra and my record for bad luck didn’t help my thoughts. The only thing that made me feel better was when I actually saw the plane and saw that it looked just like a regular commercial flight.