It happened

 SOMEONE TO LOVE landed on the NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER LIST!!!!!!!!!!

*screams* jumps up and down.*

I can honestly tell you that no one is more floored (and happily so) than me. I can’t thank you guys enough for all of your awesome support—the kind words to friends, the reviews, all of the wonderful shout outs you’ve given me and my books has just blown me away. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for everything. XOXO

My husband and kids are on cloud nine with me. We celebrated with champagne, cheesecake, and of course there was chocolate (unfortunately for my jeans, perhaps too much.)

So here are the stats and I’ll get right to the teasers:

#6 New York Times Bestseller List e-books

#10 New York Times Bestseller List print and e-books

#8 Wall Street Journal Bestseller List e-Fiction

Cool huh? I’m loving my miracle.

Onto the books!

EVANESCENT is almost done!!!! Things have moved a tiny bit slower. I blame the piles of Christmas decorations amassing in the center of my living room, asking who in the heck is going to put them away. Where's the Grinch when you truly need him? 

Anyway, I should pen “the end” by next weekend.

ETHEREAL KNIGHTS is already off at the editor, and I’m probably going to have two editors look at it because I’m OCD that way. So whenever they give it back to me I’ll sweep over it and give it to you. Fair warning, those Oliver boys are not at all as sweet and innocent as they would like you to believe. I’m questioning what kind of warning to put on this book. *I’m looking at you Gage*

ELYSIAN, (the FINAL Celestra book) is to be completed in February. It’s in pieces at the moment. I may reveal Skyla’s new series title in a few weeks!!! You may laugh or cry, depending how you feel about it. I’m in love!  

SOMEONE LIKE YOU Gah! How can I not write Morgan and Ally’s story? Morgan is Kendall’s brother who comes into town for seemingly innocent reasons and happens to come across Kendall’s BFF Ally. The first chapter has me reeling in a good way. And can I say Morgan Jordan is ~hot~??? Honest to God, he could teach Marshall a thing or two. It should make me uncomfortable to have such insanely gorgeous, ravenously, vexingly delicious men roaming free in my head and yet I welcome it. (I’m pretty sure my husband doesn’t read my blog. You don’t read my blog, right honey??? It doesn’t matter. You’re the hottest man I know and you’re real, so you win!)

And hitting the NYT Bestseller list hasn’t changed me one bit as evidenced by my to-do list tomorrow:

1.     Allow 11-year-old daughter to cut my hair. (Two inches straight across the bottom, no bangs.)

2.     Continue to chip off the gel nail polish I got roped into trying back in November. It was fun while it lasted. And why is it lasting?

3.     Ignore the large storage bins marked “x-mas” in my living room that have learned to multiply.

See? Still me!

Happy reading!

ELYSIAN:

(Chloe to Skyla at a football game. Marshall is present.)

“Oh hell, Skyla. Why don’t you just kiss me and get it over with?”

Marshall balks in the distance. Yes, Ms. Messenger. Why don’t you kiss her and spark every male in the vicinity into a hormone-induced coma. You’ll be fodder for fantasies well into their golden years.

I watch as Chloe slips it into her mouth and my heart thumps wild in my chest. I can feel Paragon—the world watching over us with an inordinate amount of curiosity. My mother in the sky must be more than slightly amused with what just happened.

Ms. Messenger, I command you to step away from Ms. Bishop.  

“Shut up, Marshall.”

EVANESCENT

(Wesley meets up with the Olivers behind the English building at Ephemeral)

The blond winces—he narrows in on me with hatred then it hits me. Every muscle in my body freezes. I know him.

“You’re Skyla’s Elysian.”

“Logan Oliver.” He ticks his head back as if things were suddenly casual, as if he and his buddy, who happens to wear my face, didn’t just travel two years in the future to pay me a visit. “My nephew here has been dying to meet you. His fist is looking forward to bonding with your lips—you know, those things you use to hurt Skyla with?”

The dark haired one, steps forward. “Gage,” he says, glancing over me. “I’d tell you to memorize my face, because you’ll be seeing a lot of it, but it looks like you’ve one-upped me and put it on like a mask.” He takes a step and digs his knuckles in my jaw. My teeth bite over my tongue and a squirt of blood runs down my throat.

ETHEREAL KNIGHTS

(Gage and Logan the morning before Skyla sets foot on Paragon. Gage's point of view.)

“It was a vision.” I stamp it out and watch as his eyes widen, his demeanor grows all too serious on a dime.

“What’s going to happen?” Gone is the sarcastic bastard I know and love, replaced with a vulnerable boy locked in a trancelike state, waiting on pins and needles to see if there’s good news on the horizon.

I haven’t shared a vision in ages, especially not one that concerns Logan. Its no wonder the idea sobered him up.

“It was more informative than visual.” I try to sound casual while popping a slice of bread in the toaster. The truth is, there was something about that prophecy that felt more like a night terror. It jarred me. “It was dark.” I shrug. “I saw you and the shadow of this girl.” I glance over at him as his eyebrows twitch with curiosity. “She was Celestra, like you.”

Hope you enjoyed~!

      Have a great week!