About the Author
Liana Brooks is probably human. At least she claims to be human. There’s a rumor going around that she’s part shark, and she has an uncanny understanding of spaceship engines. Still, we’ll allow that she’s probably human and the tracking device we attached indicates she’s still in North America. For now. She has a tendency to wander, the poor dear.
Where do story ideas come from anyway? I think they’re made of starlight and moonbeams. You walk out on the front porch on a crisp autumn night and see the Milky Way shimmering in the heavens full of promise…and the next thing you know there’s a story rambling through your head. Lana was born on such a night, when shooting stars lit up bright red autumn leaves. Kaleb followed, as he always does, because where would the prince be without his rift rat?
Other Works by This Author
- Even Villains Fall In Love (Contemporary superhero romance - Breathless Press)
- Fey Lights (SFR - Inkprint Press)
- Seventy (Sci-fi - M-Brane #5)