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Being the daughter of a wraith means that death is in my veins. It also means that just because I happen to be found around a lot of dead bodies doesn't mean I'm a serial killer. But try to get the jackass Supernatural Enforcers to believe that. The thing is, I can't tell them what I am, because according to the paranormal world I'm an "abomination" that would need to be killed. So, I have no good excuse for all the crime scene appearances. Which leads me to Nightmare Penitentiary, my lovely new home.

This has to be a joke… We almost died escaping from Nightmare Penitentiary, but somehow, we managed to survive and to even get free. And then? Then, we’re thrown right back into peril again. And as much as I just want to say screw it and give up, I have to pull my “big girl panties” on and keep going. Because the alternative is a very grisly death. Luckily for me, my men and I are a pack of dangerous half-breeds. A wraith. A dark fae. A vampire-shifter. A shapeshifter. And things mixed in with us that even we don’t understand. But in this dark place, everyone is dangerous.

Everything I thought I knew was wrong. The good guys and bad guys are switching sides. An evil I never imagined looms ahead. And if we can’t rescue an innocent in time, all will be lost. Including our freedom. My dark fae fears from my life. My vampire and my shapeshifter have sworn to protect me. And my wolf believes this is our destiny. But I have no idea what I believe. I just want us to survive. We have one more challenge ahead of us: an impossible task. Unfortunately for our enemies, we’ve gotten pretty damn good at impossible tasks.

My ex-boyfriend and his two best friends have a plan to escape. One they’re willing to include me in. They say something is hunting the criminals in this place, and that our only chance at survival is to get free. But freedom has a price. And we’ll pay it over and over again.

Everyone wants me dead. The hunters. The angels. They all see me as a threat. And the thing is… I am. These jerks have been running things for too long. Abusing their power and playing with humans like broken toys. But all that is over. I still don’t know what I am. I still don’t know what I’m capable of. But with my three sexy demons at my side, our enemies better be scared. Because I’m coming for them. UNCHAINED MAGIC is a steamy paranormal reverse harem romance. It has sexy demons, a tough demon hunter, and a mysterious enemy.

I screwed up... Every demon hunter knows the rules. The most important of which is to never leave a personal object in a demon realm. But somehow, I did. That means the demons who found my ring own me. They can use me. They can command me. I'm at their mercy. But what if everything I've ever known about demons is wrong? And what if I'll need three sinfully sexy demons at my side, or else fall to an enemy I never imagined? SECRET MONSTERS is a steamy paranormal reverse harem romance. It has sexy demons, a tough demon hunter, and a mysterious enemy.

Did your mother ever warn you about the monsters under your bed? Well, they’re real. And they own me. Not that I mind. Yeah, the last thing a demon hunter should do is align herself with demons. But you know what? I’ve spent my life being lied to. And I’m done with that. Demons aren’t our enemies. Hell, if I found one of them under my bed, I’m more likely to do hot things to him than to slay him. At least now that I know the truth. But those monsters under my bed? The creatures everyone fears? They need my help. Three very sexy demons need me to move heaven and earth to save them.

We're losing. Innocents are dying. My demons are in danger. And the only way to help them is to find a safe place that even the angels don't know about. But does such a place even exist? There's a battle at hand. A battle between good and evil. I have to find a way to win against impossible odds. I'm willing to die to change the world. But what if my demons are the ones who will pay for my cause? DARK POWERS is a steamy paranormal reverse harem romance. It has sexy demons, a tough demon hunter, and a mysterious enemy.

I’ve been taken by demons. Taken might be a strong word, but rescued doesn’t exactly sound right either. As an angel, we should be mortal enemies. In fact, I should kill them and send them straight back to hell. Only, my memories are a little fuzzy. My wings have been torn off. And, it seems, the angels want me dead. So, what’s a girl to do? For now, I’m going to try to stay alive. But eventually, I need to figure out why these three demons seem to adore me. And also, what side I’m on now. If I’m not an angel, and I’m falling for demons, what does that make me? Hunted by everyone, it seems.

I had a pack. A home. A family. And they took everything from me. So now they’re going to pay. The hunt to save my remaining pack members and punish those that hurt us was my sole goal until I was forced to team up with a group of ex-military men. I want to hate these men, like I hate the rest of the world, but they understand fear, pain, and loss just as I do. It feels like every step we take together, a bond solidifies between us that I don’t understand. But not everything is as it seems. As we work together to find my people, something terrible becomes clear.

Everyone hates a harpy... For the record, I don't drag people to Hades. I'm not a guardian of the Underworld. And I'm not an evil monster. I'm just... a shifter who happens to control birds. Dangerous? Yes. A monster? No. Unfortunately, most people disagree with me. For some stupid reason. So, it's no surprise when monster hunters, the stoic gargoyles themselves, track me down. What is a surprise? The gargoyles are kind of sexy. But unfortunately, they haven't kidnapped me for bedroom fun. They want to use my abilities to stop a curse and save a town. Easy right?

They call me a monster. But the real monster wears a crown. The beast inside me should have been my salvation. Instead, it’s my curse. Captured by the Lord of the House of Berserkers, I’m his prisoner, his obsession—and the prize in a deadly game. My three men would burn the world to reach me. A dragon shifter whose fire scorches everything it touches. A gentle mutant with a heart too pure for this place. And a berserker whose rage mirrors my own. Together, we’ve survived hell before. But this time, love might not be enough to save us. Because some cages aren’t made of iron.

They say love makes you weak. They’ve never met the men who make me strong. I’m the only female berserker in existence. A living weapon wrapped in prophecy. They say whoever wins my heart will gain unimaginable power, and now a dark king is determined to claim me as his own. But three men stand between me and his darkness. A dragon shifter who burns for me like fire. A broken mutant who looks at me like I’m his salvation. And a haunted warrior, and my oldest friend, who reminds me what love once felt like. Together, we might survive the prophecy. Together, we might even change it.

They think they can cage me. They’ve forgotten what happens when a berserker breaks free. My captor wants to make me his bride and his weapon. To claim both my heart and my power. But my heart already belongs to three men who would die before they let him have me. A dragon shifter fighting to protect me. A mutant bleeding to save me. A berserker standing on the edge of redemption. Together, we’ve survived darkness. Now, we’ll destroy it. Because love this fierce doesn’t bow to kings. It builds empires—or burns them to ash.

Don't swim in my waters... I've got a bad reputation, and all because of my jackass brother. Yes, I'm known as the mother of all sea monsters. And yes, I can control powerful creatures who kill and destroy on my command. But no, I'm not actually in charge, I'm my brother's slave. So, life sucks just about as much as it possibly can. At least that's what I thought until my brother decides I'm more useful sacrificed to angry sea dragons who despise mermaids.

Apparently, the best time to ask someone a life-or-death question is when they're fresh from being kidnapped and tired as hell. Who knew? Now, my princes are gone to a terrible place, and it's up to me to bring them back. To do so, not only do I need to learn to survive in a new world of darkness and lies, but I need to decide how I feel and what I want for my life. Rescuing the princes is only the first step. Agreeing to turn this fake marriage into a real one is the next—if I can handle it. And then? Well, I need to figure out if I can be the wife to four men tricked by a potion.

My men cannot protect me against the growing forces of enemy dragons, not without help… Evander, Aydan, and Granger want to believe that the strength of their will alone will keep me safe, but we’ve already seen that’s not true. The enemy dragons are powerful. Maybe even more powerful than us. If we want to survive, we need to make allies with some of the other dragons. Even though it’ll be a risk. When our paths cross with an ice dragon, he’s willing to help us. Not only by protecting me, but by teaching us how to protect ourselves against the other dragons. His only demand?

A bad decision. A moment that changes everything. When my enemy finally gets his hands on me, I know I won’t survive. But when an unexpected stranger comes to my rescue, I think I’m finally safe. Five men call me their mate. Five men would do anything to protect me. Except, can you ever truly be safe when monsters are lurking in your shadows?

My wolves have kept me at arm's length since I became their wife. I expected every man I met to be like that, but Garrick's a whole different man. The minute he demanded to marry me and join our alliance, he seemed to barely be able to keep his hands off me. And if that wasn't a big enough surprise, my wolves don't like it one bit. Suddenly, I'm embarking on a dangerous mission to cure a magical illness with four gigantic shifters fighting all around me. It seems that throwing a doting man into the mix has made my wolves change their minds about what they want from me.

When I meet a psychic in Mystic Hollow, I'm skeptical. Even though, you know, I've accepted most of the supernatural world. But who could blame me when the psychic acts like a stereotype from a really corny show? Yet when our hands touch, everything changes. Suddenly, I'm seeing ghosts all over our little town. And when they realize I can see them, I become the karmic justice for far too many ghosts. Just another crazy day in my life though, right? Wrong. When one of the ghosts wants revenge against one of my witchy pals, I find myself trying to dive into the dark past of our town.