One sassy female weapons master...who doesn't get out much. One alpha-hole who lays claim to her the moment he sets eyes on her. She's a weapon in the hands of her enemies, and Rhys intends to use her. An ancient family feud between the legendary Van Helsing’s and Silversmith's who once made their legendary weapons... What can possibly go wrong? When Remington comes face-to-face with Rhys Van Helsing, the world will never be the same again. For Remington Silversmith? Apparently everything.

Alright, no need to panic. Instead of never waking from my crash, I found myself relocated. Before the accident, I was a woman in her late 20s, working as a mid-level banker who was a rising star destined for greatness. I had a propensity to dress fancy, savor my yearnings for both sexes, and I enjoyed a pretty pampered life which made my transition onto a fantasy world a bit tenuous.

The only way Kane knew how to get by was to hunt monsters and sell their body parts to the Guild. The only reason he needed the money? To pay off Katya’s debt to the Madame. Life had other plans. The demonic entity in him called Astaroth awakened and threatened to destroy everything he cared for. But the demon’s first point of business? Killing Lilith, the being that denied him love. Thrust into an invasion on his homeland, the odds were against Kane. Who was behind the war, and why were they targeting him? Finding out would be the last thing he wanted.

Blake Roberts has everything he's ever wanted - fame, money, and ownership of the hottest chain of tattoo parlors in the country. But he's haunted by his first love, his former foster sister, Erin. The matching tattoo they share is a constant reminder of who he was before he learned how to control his emotions, his desire, and a woman's pleasure. For Erin, what started as a charade has become all too real. She's never experienced anything like the savage bliss she's discovered in Blake's arms. He tests her, dominates her, and if she isn't careful, soon he'll own her - body and soul.

It would be an understatement to call Trevon Beaumont an accomplished monster slayer. He's traversed the European countryside upholding the legacy of his clan one completed mission at a time for the whole of his adult life. Now he's on his most perilous quest yet: slay the cruel but beautiful Countess Dracula. Just as the two of them seem ready to conclude their final battle, however, an unexpected act of betrayal sends them hurtling together through time—bloodbonding them, thus entwining their fates.

Isobel: I’m on the run from my evil stepmother, but no one can know. Least of all my new boss, Hunter Dawkins. We might have had one amazing night together, but the next morning he went colder than a Wall Street banker’s heart during a charity ball. Hunter: I have big plans for my large-animal veterinary clinic, and they don’t include taking on a gorgeous, fast-talking city-slicker for a summer intern. The fact that she’s got legs for days and curves that could make a grown man weep? Or that we spent one unforgettable night together? Doesn’t mean a thing.

Shattered. My dreams. My heart. My world. Everything had fallen apart and I wanted to get lost, leaving my life behind. New Orleans was the perfect place to drown my sorrows and forget my past. Even though I partied hard and drank too much, I still couldn’t get her out of my head. But after an encounter with a fortune-teller, I questioned my entire life. I realized in that moment I was meant to be there. Instead of being lost, I found my future. Rebound is connected to the Men of Inked and ALFA Private Investigators series.

When Rachel's past catches up with her, all of Bliss is in danger. Rachel knows she should run, but how can she leave behind the love she's found with Max and Rye and the home she's built in Bliss? With her whole town behind her, Rachel is ready to make her stand. It's time for her to get back in the saddle and ride.

After my time in the army and then finding myself in the mountains of Tibet, I was ready to lay low, to relax. It was time to go home. Or so I thought. No sooner had I set about returning to normal life then I found myself swept up in a mission to kill the gods in order to save the life of someone very dear to me. The only problem with killing gods aside from, well, having to kill gods? First I had to be able to reach them through a ritual of intimacy and death. Yeah, you can see where that might be problematic.

When I first met my ex-succubus, it was on a rainy day. I saw a flash of light in the sky, blinked to get a better look. Bright lights from my side. A horn honking. A woman screaming. Join me, I'll tell you the rest. Basically, this ex-succubus comes along, ropes me into a whole ordeal that involves fighting off her old team of supervillains or aliens, whatever you want to call them. Just the two of us? No way in hell! We had to form a team first, and what a team! But I won't spoil the fun for you, friend. Listen on. Enjoy.