I thought writing a thriller would feel like learning a new language. It didn't. The characters showed up the same way they always have. The process didn't change. The destination did.

I've been sitting on this for a while, and I can't keep it to myself any longer. If you know me, you know romance is my home. I love writing love stories. I love the tension, the chemistry, the messy emotions, and the happily-ever-afters. That hasn't changed, and it never will. But something else has been pulling at me for a long time now, something darker, something that kept me up at night, something I knew I had to write even though it scared me. I wrote a psychological th