K. Street has been making up stories since she was old enough to talk (literally) and began writing at the tender age of eleven. Mostly, horrible poetry. She resides in central Florida with her husband and daughter, as well as a tiny menagerie of pets, including a dog, a cat, and a bearded dragon. Her affinity for coffee (with cream), peach Moscato, dark chocolate, and hockey runs deep. When K isn't working or writing, she enjoys reading, cooking, spending time with her family, and cheering on her beloved Chicago Blackhawks.