So, no books published as of yet, but I do have a novel I’m really happy with that’s complete and in the third-ish draft of the revision stage. Here’s a little excerpt:
His footsteps bridge the gap between dreams and consciousness. In one moment, I’m stumbling through an infinite house where one room leads to one other but no more, and never a way out. There’s breath behind me. Small footsteps too, getting faster–never quite in the same room as me though–and we pass through doors at the same time.
And in the next moment, everything is black. I’m still–back to the floor–but the footsteps are still there. I blink, easing the cross to consciousness. The stairs creak under the weight of His steps. They descend slowly, and I hear when they hit the concrete. I’m finally cornered in this infinite house.
And He’s coming for me.