Books and writing have always been an enormous part of Anita's life. She survived school by hiding out in the library, with several thousand fictional characters for company. At university, she overcame the boredom of studying accountancy by squeezing in Egyptology papers and learning to read hieroglyphics.

Today, Anita writes historical fantasy novels from her home in rural New Zealand.

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In 1918 England, join an Edwardian Cinderella on her journey to defeat the undead and find her happily ever after

Part 1: Ella,The Slayer
Seventeen-year-old Ella copes the best she can scrubbing the floors, and slaying the undead. Then the new Duke of Leithfield arrives in the village and working alongside Seth, Ella glimpses a future she never dreamed was possible. But in overstepping society's boundaries, she could lose everything - home, head and her heart...

Part 2: Alice, The Player
Ella must venture down a rabbit hole, but this is no wonderland...
When Alice goes missing without a trace, the new vermin queen sends an invitation--Ella is welcome to try and rescue her friend, before Elizabeth lets her subjects tear the housemaid apart.

Part 3: Rory, The Sleeper
Could the long dead duchess, Millicent deMage, be the key to understanding the pandemic of vermin? The final battle is looming, but this might be one fight Ella can't win, and she will be the one put to sleep forever...

Part 4 Bonus: Henry, the Gaoler
On the frontlines of the Great War, Henry kept a token of happier times - a worn photograph of a young girl with long blonde plaits. He returns from war damaged and vowing to do one brave thing to make up for his cowardice - release Hazel from her prison. But is it safe with the pandemic and its horrific aftermath?



Serenity House

The day kept improving. Not only were Elizabeth and Louise gone from my life, but Seth had made me feel a tiny bit better about letting them go. I now viewed Elizabeth as a traitor who would deliver the information we needed, hopefully, about the ultimate plans of the vermin.


As I entered the kitchen, a beaming Magda pressed a tray into my hands. "Sir Jeffrey is awake, sitting up and, I believe, waiting for his lunch."


"He asked for lunch?" My heart leapt?how I longed to hear his voice again.


She patted my cheek. "Don't get too excited, love. It's noises, but he is trying. Let us pray a full recovery will follow."


Chapter 27