Leslie began her writing career as a stay-at-home-mom. Her life-long love for reading lead to reviewing books for Goodreads, Amazon and Jillian Dodd's Author Blog. Leslie is also the cofounder of The Indie Bookshelf, which hosts yearly author signings, primarily in the Dallas/FT Worth area.

When she is not writing, you will find her lunching with friends, sipping a cup of joe, binging on Netflix or working on a home DIY project.

Leslie lives in Texas with her husband, teenage son and daughter, and two very silly pugs. 

He lifted his eyes to me. I was instantly captivated. He was sheer beauty in his black, hooded cloak. Was he real or just my imagination? It didn't matter. I had to know the mysterious man shrouded in darkness...

Graveyard Watchman

The second he closes the door I let out a deep breath, watching the steam rise from my mouth. I glance up at Dominic, keeping my eyes away from the sheeted figure on the gurney in the corner. It's her, lying there. Aunt Kelly was our excuse to gain access in this place and once again I'm grateful to her, but I can't do it again. I can't see her face or touch her cool skin-it's just too hard. I have to keep my focus on the task at hand. Emily Mansfield is up to something. Something evil, I could feel it the first time I laid eyes on her. We just have to prove it before we speak to the Seraph Council. 


"That was almost too easy." I whisper. "Do you know where they keep the medicine?"


Chapter 43: The Mission