So here’s the truth: I’ve been struggling a bit. With burnout, with creative energy, with trying to be everything for everyone. I’ve been feeling like I’ve lost a little bit of the magic in my writing. And instead of ignoring that feeling and burning out completely, I’ve decided to listen to it. But what does that mean?

It means we’re entering a new chapter. One with ballroom floors and broken hockey sticks. With enemies-to-lovers tension that sizzles. With spice, sparkle, and heroes who’d burn down the floor or abandon the league just to kiss the right girl at the wrong time.

💖 I’m pivoting into spicy contemporary romance 💖

Not instead of the witchy world you love—but alongside it.

Death Warmed Up and Ghost Interrupted are absolutely still happening. Bunny and Death will get the swoony ending they deserve, and I have so much in store for Ivy. But for now, I’m making space to follow a new creative fire that’s completely reignited my love of storytelling!

I’m a competitive ballroom dancer in real life (yes, really! 👠), and I’ve recently fallen head over heels (or should I say skates?) for hockey. So this new direction isn’t random. It’s me—just a different side of me. One I’m ridiculously excited to finally share with you.

I truly hope you’ll come along for the ride. Because what’s coming next is the boldest, sexiest, most joyful work I’ve ever done.

In the next few weeks, you’ll see a full rebrand (so don’t panic if things start looking a little different soon) and lots of spicy, funny, emotional content from my new ballroom and hockey romance universe.

The spotlight’s hot. Their chemistry’s hotter.

✅ Stay in the spotlight
✅ Sell the fake relationship
❌ Whatever you do… don’t mean it
Oops.

Nate Eriksson. Over six feet of tatted-up, Danish-imported NHL chaos. On the ice, his penalty record is longer than his stick. Suspended mid-season, he has to play nice on a celebrity dance show or he’s off the team for good. Winning? Not on his radar. Hooking up with a hot dancer? Frosting on his cake. But she’s uptight. Demanding. He wants to dance dirty just to piss her off… especially if she keeps looking at him like that during their rumba.

Holly Martinez. A ballroom darling. She doesn’t do drama, or himbos with a jawline of a Norse god and the self-control of a horny Labrador. A veteran cast member of Take The Floor, she’s never won a season. Now she’s risking it all—her pride, her rep, and her mom’s unpaid medical bills–to keep her producers happy. All she has to do is pretend to fall for a guy with abs sculpted by bad decisions and protein powder. But he’s cocky. He’s careless. And he’s going to ruin everything.

He flirts like it’s a contact sport. She shuts him down like it’s foreplay. They’re gonna fake it so hard it hurts.

Messy, hilarious, and unapologetically unwell—the perfect collision of ballroom sparkle and hockey spice. Strictly Fauxmance is a sports-romance crossover between the Empire Ballroom and Hammerheads Hockey series. Preorder now and get wrecked by the bro who thinks a fight kink counts as redemption and the girlie who’s too tired for his shit.