E.E. Everly once trampled through the Appalachian woods and built forts in bramble bushes. She loves the sun in winter and the rain in summer. She believes in miracles, the power of love, and magic. Other worlds do exist, and her writing opens portals to them. The guys in her stories are often brooding, the girls feisty, the romance epic. Everly believes baked goods are nothing if not a vehicle for chocolate chips.
