Hey my good girl.

I write black grown-ass-woman erotica—where Black women choose to cum first, last, and every time in between. My stories move with tension, attitude, agency, and pleasure being a birthright we don’t negotiate.

And when I’m not writing erotica unhinged enough to get your headphones snatched off in public, I’m sipping an iced espresso with entirely too much caramel drizzle and cosplaying as Bea Elizabeth—a black contemporary romance author who keeps her stories lush, tender, and wrapped in Black girl luxury.

Settle in, baby.

Whichever version of me walks onto the page, she came to ruin your expectations—in the best way.