In 2018 Eli hopes to do more of the same, assuming they reschedule the apocalypse. And her series of Amish-themed romances, Men of Lancaster County, has won genre awards. Her “Howl at the Moon” series of paranormal romances featuring the town of Mad Creek and its dog shifters has been popular with readers. These include “Blame it on the Mistletoe”, “Unwrapping Hank” and “Merry Christmas, Mr.

In romance, Eli is best known for her Christmas stories because she’s a total Christmas sap. She currently lives on a farm in Pennsylvania with her husband, bulldogs, cows, a cat, and lots of groundhogs.

She promises to strive to achieve most of that most of the time. She has over 30 books published.Įli has loved romance since her teens and she particular admires writers who can combine literary merit, genuine humor, melting hotness, and eye-dabbing sweetness into one story. Having been, at various times and under different names, a minister’s daughter, a computer programmer, a game designer, the author of paranormal mysteries, a fan fiction writer, and organic farmer, Eli has been a m/m romance author since 2013. Only I didn’t understand that the horror at Jefferson Waller High wasn’t over. And if I can get the man of my dreams and save the world at the same time? I’ll take it. I want to demand action on gun control, lead protests, raise my fist. But what I saw at school that day woke me up. He still needed me, and soon we were unlikely besties. When he survived and came back to school, he was broken in body and mind. His request surprised me, but I figured he needed comfort, so I kissed him on the forehead. When I came across Brian Marshall,the hottest guy in school, dying on the cafeteria floor, I did what anyone would do. Only how can I move on when the two shooters who attacked our school were never caught? And why do I feel like I’m still in the crosshairs? But here’s the thing about losing it all: You get a chance to start over and be someone new. Can’t even stand to be in a room with the curtains open.

He came out a few years ago, proud and fierce, and he ran into gunfire to help others. I told myself it didn’t matter no one knew the real me. I had everything-school quarterback, popular with girls, and my dad was proud of me.

Boy Shattered by Eli Easton