She reached for her phone to take a picture, but the floor began to shake. She clutched at the windowsill, holding onto the ledge until her knuckles drained of color. “Earthquake?” she whispered. But this didn’t seem like any earthquake she had ever experienced. The air was shaking too, shimmering almost. She held her breath as the townhouse groaned around her.

Lindsay Below

It’s Live!

My website has officially launched, which means you should feel free to browse around. Granted, this is just the bare bones — it will take a lot longer to compile the behind-the-book pages, sneak-peek section, and free reads — but all in good time, my friends. For now, enjoy!

Under Construction

If you happen to be one of the few who happen upon this site while I’m updating it, I apologize for the inconvenience. It soon will be awesome, I promise. :)