Why Three Versions?

The Cursed Reliquary Chronicles began as a single thread of a story — a quiet cleric, a cursed stranger, and the moment their lives collided like flint against steel. I thought I was writing one tale of longing, danger, and devotion.

And then my niece — my brilliant, sharp-witted, wholly beloved lesbian niece — asked me softly one afternoon: “Would you ever write something like this for someone like me?”

It was such a small question.
And yet it opened the whole world.

Because it made me realize something simple and beautiful:
the beating heart of this story doesn’t belong to any one pairing.
It belongs to the archetypes, the dynamic tension between three types of people:

The Devoted Worrier

Blessed, stressed, and trying their best — A soul too gentle for their own good: faith on their shoulders, longing in their chest, forever torn between duty and desire

The Beautiful Disaster

Hot, haunted, and wholly unrepentant — Tragedy wearing a pretty face: cursed by fate, adored by chaos, irresistible to anyone with a pulse

The Tender Villain

Big, Bad, and Breathtakingly Gentle — A monster with perfect manners, wicked intentions, and a soft spot for beautiful cracks in beautiful people

The temptation remains the same.
The redemption remains the same.
The transformation, the tenderness, the unraveling — all carry intact.

Only the shape of the lovers shifts.

And so the story became three reflections of the same flame:

Three versions.
One story.
Three ways to fall.

Choose the ship that calls to you — the dynamic stays true, the love stays real, and the reliquary opens the same no matter whose hands hold it.

Cursed Reliquaries: Sometimes the thing we want the most is the most dagnerous…

Book 1: The Warlock’s Light- Available for 99¢