Six Sentence Sunday — Son of Krampus
Every Sunday I share Six Sentences from one of my books or current WIP Nadire and Emeric have been at each other’s throats when they’re not falling into bed together. Emeric’s struggling with what all of this means: Plates of room-temperature sushi were left behind because they couldn’t keep their differences out of their desires. Or vice versa. Which was why Emeric’s eyes shrouded while he…













