Coming October 25 - On the Edge of Nowhere

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Cover Image: Erin Dameron-Hill Graphics

Hi all! I'm so excited to announce my next book is now available for pre-order. This is another dark fantasy verging on horror. Think Joe Hill's Locke & Key set in a Narnian hellscape, and you have On the Edge of Nowhere.

I guess it's fair to say I'm a bit obsessed with weird old houses. First, it was brooding Halfer Home in Children, now it's Hungry House, which sits on the edge of a town named Nowhere. It leads everywhere, however. Read on for the official blurb:

Those who step inside Hungry House never return. But when the abandoned house on the edge of town is ready to feed, it won’t be denied. 

Inquisitive Gina and her impulsive best friend Mattie know better than to enter the abandoned Victorian. The mansion on the edge of Nowhere, Georgia, has a reputation for ‘eating’ those who dare to step inside. Yet when another friend and her younger brother disappear after last being seen heading toward Hungry House, Gina and Mattie have no choice but to follow.

Inside, they find every door is a gateway to a new nightmare. Even death is no escape—it only sends the unlucky trespassers back to the start of Hungry House’s gauntlet. Their only hope is to survive long enough to confront the house’s mistress, an inhuman being whose lust for vengeance is as immortal as she.


Come back for WIP Wednesdays, when I'll be posting excerpts leading up to the ebook's release. Print is already up for sale, so you don't have to wait to join Gina and Mattie's struggle to overcome the house's maze of nightmares. Follow the links below and start the adventure.

Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Apple, Smashwords, print 




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