Welcome
Adelyn Sterling is a graduate of Grove City College with a BA in Marketing Management. In 2013, she left corporate marketing to explore her passion for storytelling. She lives in Ohio with her husband and fur baby where she enjoys long cups of coffee, collecting beautiful books, and writing whenever she can. A hopeless romantic, she writes kissing books and woke up at 3 AM to watch the royal wedding.
It’s Christmas time! My tree is up, and if you know me, you know there’s nothing I love more than creating a Christmas short story or novella to share with my readers. This year I have the opportunity to be part of a Christmas anthology that’s going to be available to read on Wattpad. The Candy Cane Kisses Anthology will be a collection of romance stories to warm your heart and I’m so thrilled to be part of this amazing team of authors who have put forth something for this anthology!
Guest post by Kristin Jacques: How do you vibe mythology with the modern era? Music was a big part of writing Ragnarok Unwound and no character brought the lyrical earworms quite like the Goddess of the Underworld.
The fearless Wren Thistlewaite called his trusty mount, a badger by the name of Alfric, to a stop. Wren’s pointed fairy ears heard the low, keening groans of a Ballybog from deep within the depths of the Fetid Fen. Alfric shifted nervously underneath the fairy prince.
It’s Christmas time! My tree is up, and if you know me, you know there’s nothing I love more than creating a Christmas short story or novella to share with my readers. This year I have the opportunity to be part of a Christmas anthology that’s going to be available to read on Wattpad. The Candy Cane Kisses Anthology will be a collection of romance stories to warm your heart and I’m so thrilled to be part of this amazing team of authors who have put forth something for this anthology!
The Prince's Guide to True Love's Kiss
Now available from Hachette Audio & Wattpad.com
The fearless Wren Thistlewaite called his trusty mount, a badger by the name of Alfric, to a stop. Wren’s pointed fairy ears heard the low, keening groans of a Ballybog from deep within the depths of the Fetid Fen. Alfric shifted nervously underneath the fairy prince.