Writing paranormal romance brings out a very specific kind of creativity in me the kind that wonders, “What if the brooding love interest is actually a shapeshifter who keeps accidentally turning into a raccoon whenever they get nervous?” There’s something hilarious and oddly charming about mixing supernatural drama with the kind of romantic tension that could power a small city. The genre basically hands you a mysterious forest, a full moon, and a dangerously attractive person who may or may not have paws sometimes, and says, “Have fun with that.”
And trust me, I do. Paranormal romance with shapeshifters lets my imagination run wild in the best way. I get to explore worlds where a first kiss might trigger an unexpected transformation, or where the biggest relationship hurdle is “Sorry I missed dinner, I got distracted chasing squirrels.” It’s a playground where humor, heat, and a little bit of animal chaos all mingle together, and I’m more than happy to stir that pot.








