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Erato: Book Two in the Sophia  Katsaros Series due out December 20th. 
"A Wolf knows nothing of revenge, but a Man does."
When the smoldering remains of werewolves are discovered the Alpha of the Lykaonas pack has one suspect, Dr. Sophia Katsaros, the only human to learn their secret and live.
The Efarmostis, a trio of cinder colored werewolves. They have done the dirty work of the pack for thousands of years. A law unto themselves, once dispatched they wont stop until they catch their prey. 
As the body count rises Sophia fights for her life and the lives of those she loves. Out of desperation Sophia strikes a dangerous bargain. Along the way, will she discover the truth of the Dryad? What is the ancient evil that has risen? Will she find the killer before the Efarmostis find her?

To learn how Sophia's adventures began, don't forget to pick up a copy of  Lykaia: Book one in the Sophia Katsaros Series
Season of the Dead  Released July 18th by Spore Press
"It is said that unto everything there is a season...these are the stories of a group of survivors during the season of the dead."

Four individuals fight to survive as the zombie apocalypse crashes over the world in a wave of terror and destruction. Color, creed, social standing mean nothing as the virus infects millions across the planet.

Sharon: a zoologist from Nebraska, USA, has worked with the virus and has seen the effects on the human mind.  She knows more about the virus than nearly anybody alive, and far more than she wants to.

Gerry: from Ontario, Canada gets his first taste of the virus from inside a prison cell. Locked up after an anti-government riot, his prison guard transforms before his eyes into a flesh-craving zombie.

Lucia: A chemist from Pittsburgh, USA, flees a furry convention dressed as a giant squirrel, and escapes from the city in a Fed-Ex van. She's a girl who knows when to run and when to figh…

Be Careful What You Wish For


They found it. I thought that it had been hidden so well by the sands of time that such an event was impossible. You would think that by now I would have learned that the impossible is not only possible, but a guaranteed, eventuality.
I had been dreaming about my childhood. Of days when I played in the sun, running through scorching sands and dancing along sparkling rivers. I had been born beautiful. Or so I was told. Because everyone told me it was true I never questioned it. And because I was beautiful nothing else was required of me. When I was three, the king came for me. I was to be his wife. Not his only wife, the twenty-seventh, to be exact. But my family did not care what number I was. As for me, well, I was never asked.
The sound of their digging woke me from my sleep, thousands of miles away. The sands of my homeland were being disturbed. The parts of me that resided there still cried out. The call cleared the cobwebs from my sleep fogged brain and demanded …

Succubus Kiss

Succubus Kiss
He lay upon the bed. His frail chest rising and falling rapidly. It seemed strange to me that a man who had been responsible for taking so many lives would soon loose his.
On his nightstand sat a book.  Malleus Maleficarum. “The Hammer of the Witches.” 
The light of the moon shown in through the window placed high on the wall. I crossed my legs, the buckle on my shoe caught that cold light and gave it back. 
That I loved him was never the question. That he loved me was also never cause for doubt. That he had me tried for witchcraft and summarily executed was equally factual. That I died. Well, therein lay the crux of our story.
I rose from the old rocker that had seen a constant presence for the past several months. It amused me to think what their reaction would be to find me sitting there. “They would likely use it for kindling. Throw it into the hungry flames just as I had been,” I said aloud not caring who heard, if anyone should care to hear.
“Wake up, Heinrich…


“Good morning, ma’am,” Hiro said as the base commander entered the control room.
“Well, it’s morning,” she said, raising an eyebrow. “We shall see if it proves to be good or not.” He grinned and placed her favorite mug in her hands, filled to the brim with steaming hot coffee.
She sighed enjoying the aroma. Out of all the people on Lunar Outpost Lobos, Hiro was her favorite to work with. When she reported to duty in the morning the command center was always well organized and running along without a hitch. She never worried when he had the watch. And he made coffee. Damn good coffee at that.
“Anything, I need to know?” she asked as she walked over to the sliding doors that separated the command center from the “outside”. The lunar base was situated under a dome made out of a synthetic carbon lattice. It perfectly mimicked the hardness and clarity of diamond. She remembered standing on earth as it was being constructed. Whenever the sun’s light struck the dome it looked very m…
Erato: Book Two in the Sophia Katsaros Series

Hello everyone, I thought I would post an update on the series. I just finished book 2 and am now in the editing process. Yay! Once I've read through it and made some changes I’ll send that off to my editors. I’m hoping the book will be out in March or April.
Book 2 picks up at exactly where book 1 ends. Obviously, as there is a book 2, Sophia manages to survive the encounter with the wolf in her apartment. I don’t want to ruin it for you, so I won’t tell you how.
When I began this book, I thought I knew how it was going to end. And while that ending stayed true, I had characters still living that I expected to be dead. Which just goes to show that I don’t have any real control over my characters. I just take dictation.
So, what’s this book about? Well, as with the last book, there are several threads that are woven together as the story progresses.
With this book there is a wolf story-line. The wolves are being hunted. No one knows …