Ritual of the Ancients
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This night is going from bad to worse. My roommate is dead. My sexy neighbor, who Iâve never worked up the guts to talk to before, is standing in my living room. I have a gold amulet I just stole from the museum hidden in my pocket. Oh, and Iâm dead... or undead?
All the myths about vampires, were-wolves, and the like? Turns out, all true. My sexy neighbor claims Iâm a vampire now. I donât quite believe him, but then again, he turned into a coyote in front of me. Jackal, whatever. Plus, you know, my new fangs.
Oh, did I mention my sexy neighbor is an ex-cop? And his cop buddies just knocked down my door. Iâm pretty sure this night canât get any worseâĻ Iâm probably wrong.
Ritual of the Ancients is the first book in the Changing Bodies trans-masc M/M paranormal thriller series. Content warnings for violence and sex. While there is a romantic subplot, the book is not a romance. The series is best read in order.
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My urban fantasy novels mainly feature the trans and queer protagonists grappling with things like identity and found families that I wished I could have read about growing up.Â
I escaped from the bowels of Utah (namely Provo) and now live in the sunny Pacific Northwest of the United States.
When not writing, you can probably find me beating up pixel baddies or in front of one of my sewing machines adding to my overstuffed closet or my army of homemade plush dolls.Â
If you find yourself blinded by the vivid colors and loud patterns of my homemade shirts, know that Iâm only trying to warn you that I may be poisonous. Or venomous? Or both? Probably both.
