He’s a vampire . . . a priest . . . and a slayer. And he just saved my life. Bizarre doesn’t begin to cover what has happened to my reality. One of my suitors is a vampire/Catholic priest/slayer. The other is a blue-blood vampire burdened by a martyr complex, outcast by the church he died trying to protect. I am now Sacrosanctus-ish, sporting flaming eyes and running from the Boogie¬man—a rogue priest who hunts us for nefarious purposes yet to be revealed. And then there is Juliette. God only knows what evil my mirror twin is up to with her bloodsucking, soulless boyfriend. My life has deteriorated into a mega buffet of crazy and I don’t have a clue how to live it. They say when life gives you lemons, make lemonade, but there isn’t enough sugar in the world to sweeten this hot mess.
Born in San Francisco, Kimberley Anglesey’s youth was spent a barefoot waif on the beaches of California and there she developed her love of the sea.In the custom of the Seanchaí, Kimberley’s Irish grandmother taught her to love stories of the forgotten past, filled with legend and folklore, mythology and fantasy. Reading and writing have been a lifelong passion. Striving earnestly to spin a good yarn and carry on the family tradition, she often writes into the wee hours of the night. Also a photographer and avid nature lover, Kimberley currently lives with her family in Idaho.