Many readers share their stories with me and if one speaks to me (or if the same theme keeps coming at me), I will research it and decide if it would make a good book. But, straight down to it, people inspire me.

Never accept evil as something you must walk with, something you deserve.

Real love shouldn't be disposable.

I still care for you, you know.. That phrase again. Everyone cares for me. They just don't know how to love me.

Love means holding on to someone just as hard as you can because if you don't, one blink and they might disappear...forever.

Commitment means losing yourself to gain something temporary. Nothing lasts. Not looks. Not love.

Her smile is like summer moonlight-beautiful and magical, with a fire that could melt the night.