Do Not Dom, Daddy, or Wolf Me and Stop Biting Me!

She didn't come to the romance convention to fix anyone.She came because she genuinely loves these people.Every werewolf. Every vampire with a color theory about bats. Every Sandra from Tucson who goes by Moonwhisper DarkRose and means it completely. Every woman who has been the vehicle in someone else's story and hasn't yet figured out she's allowed to want more.Lira Loretti shows up in yellow. In gold. In heels that have no business existing on a person that compact. She asks questions at hockey games during the third period. She gets her garter strap fixed in front of four hundred people and calls it a presentation.She's not here to tell you your darkness is wrong.She's here to tell you warmth and fierce are not actually opposites.And that you are so much prettier than you know.A keynote address. A color exercise. A man named Carl who does not panic about buckles. And one very small, very warm argument for wanting something that doesn't end in more dark.