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

"Stasis?" I ask, confused. "Like in a coma? Hiding in some kind of hidden closet somewhere?"


"No," Dominic says, his voice low."Not exactly."


"What are we waiting for? Let's go get her! Skylar must be out of his mind right now!"


"It is not that simple, Kate." Dominic reaches out, touching my hand. "Once a Seraph is in stasis they have to come out of it on their own."


"You are not understanding me." Dominic shakes his head. "Coming out of stasis is an individual situation. It could take days," he clears his throat, "or more likely, weeks, months, sometimes years."


"What?" I blurt out, glancing frantically back and forth between the two of them. "She could stay this way for years?"


I stare at Dominic, stunned, bewildered yet relieved Rachel is still with us. Or is she, really? My mind begins to race, contemplating on how we got here and what we should do next. I have no idea, but I do know I need to see her.


Chapter 88: Seraph Stasis