The key was still warm; that was the first thing Marguerite noticed when it lay trembling in her hand. The moment the door opened, she dropped it as though the iron itself had burned her. Now it rested on the cold stone floor between her feet, slick with something dark that gleamed in the candlelight. Blood.
Marguerite stared at it, her breath shallow, her heart beating so violently she feared it might burst from her chest. She had not meant to open the door. Not truly.
All morning, she had...

Writing a Goodreads review for my own book felt a little unusual at first. Reviews are typically written by readers after they've finished a book, not by the person who spent countless hours bringing it to life. So why did I decide to write one?

The answer is simple: I wanted to share the perspective that only the author can offer.

Every book begins long before the first chapter is written. It starts with an idea, a question, or an image that refuses to leave your mind. Night under a Dark Moon...