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I woke up to the chilling sound of gunshots. A soured deal, a raid of vicious men, and a blow to my head contributed to my psychosis. My name is Eloise Genevieve, but the rest of the world calls me crazy. Can I really blame them? After all, I speak to the monsters who have known me since that Devil’s Raid. Sweet, sinful men who are just as royal, powerful, and merciless as I wish to be. I’m the only one who can see them, and that’s the problem. I want more than just to see.

The Collapse changed everything. Good men became killers. Strong women became property. And every day turned into a fight for survival. I once dreamed of becoming a nurse. That dream went up in flames the same day I graduated nursing school, when women were banned from holding any kind of medical license. Now as an unlicensed medic, I travel what was once the southwestern United States, trading medical services for food, transportation, and shelter with the hopes of reaching Canada.

Sunshine, rainbows and unicorns? Yeah something's gotta give. Kick her while she’s down seems to be the motto when it comes to my life. But this time I’m clawing back. Hard. After the uncertainty and the heartache, I deserve a reprieve, and I’m damn well going to get it. My own personal happy ever after. But what they don’t tell you in the fairy tales is that happily ever after comes with a price. In my case, it’ll likely be one that kicks me in the teeth. Sometimes I bloody hate it when I’m right!

Victoria's day starts out like any other aboard the transorbital ship, Phoenix. Such is the life of an emergency medicine specialist in the age of "post-discovery". Sure, she had always dreamed of interacting with intelligent extraterrestrial life - the real thing, not those microbes on distant moons. Who wouldn't? She was still happy with her career, however mundane and demanding it might be. That's what it took to run a ship the size of a small city smoothly. Monotony.

Magnus, a mysterious hero with a desperate heart, and Kaitlyn, a plucky heroine with tremendous courage, share a very big love story that encompasses all time and a huge family. Listen for a lot more of the fun you expect in this next chapter--Magnus the First.

When hot single dad Kyle Webber asks me this question, I’m in shock. After all, it’s been years since we’ve seen each other. Although I’ve never been able to forget him. That’s what your first big love does to you, right? I made the biggest mistake of my life when I left our small town to chase my dreams in LA.

A blend of contemporary, historical, fantasy, and SciFi, Again My Love is the ninth book in the Kaitlyn and the Highlander series. If you love mysterious, sexy, hunky heroes with desperate hearts and romantic thoughts, heroines with courage who are also very ordinary disasters, and love stories that encompass all time, then you’ll love this romantic series. Listen as Kaitlyn and Magnus protect their family by picking up a copy of this book today.

There’s a darkness inside me, and it wants to be known. Sometimes there’s a cost to survival, and I’m about to discover mine.

As the daughter of my pack’s lame wolf, I’m an outcast, a social reject considered unsuitable for mating. My life is a daily grind of drudgery, humiliation, and abuse. Then during a ceremony to our god, Fenris-Wulf, fate made me the alpha’s true mate. My heart fills with hope. This could be the end of my problems, a happy life filled with acceptance, but when I shift, I become a monster.

Scorned by her family. Banished by her kind. Hunted by zealots. Where does an exiled Fairy Queen hide?... after hundreds of years on the run, the daughter of Oberon, King of the Wild Fairies, signs a binding contract with the zealots that hunt her...Bless Your Heart is a southern urban fantasy that will make you laugh, cry, and laugh until you cry, as Grace wrestles with the dark fairy inside herself and starts to see that she’s more than just trailer trash.

Magnus is forced to travel to an uncertain future, to fight for a throne he doesn't want. And he couldn't bring Kaitlyn because it's too dangerous by far. So, Kaitlyn tries to live on without him. She's 263 years in the past now. Nothing but dust. But there's a time travel vessel that's been lost. And a warrior who needs to be rescued.

Anastasia Cooper is the most hated woman in Sorelle. To avoid the modern slavery charges leveled against her by her scheming stepsister, she opts for a quiet life under house arrest to escape the frenzy of the media. But she wasn't banking on them. The Tate brothers. Feared by all, everyone knows that Christopher, Silas, and Rafael Tate are the real power behind the throne of Sorelle. And they've been looking for Stasi for a very long time. Determined to make Stasi's life as difficult as possible, Kit, Silas, and Rafe take every opportunity to remind her how far she's fallen.

Kodiak Point is a place where shapeshifters can hide and heal. No one needs that more than Rilee. She’s not a people person. Heck, most of the time, she’s running around on four feet. She’s had it with the world and isn’t interested in the big, brash man who thinks she should smile more. If he pushes the issue, her claws will come out.

My husband pushed back his chair and dropped to his knees in front of me. His head bowed - he spoke in a stream like a prayer. “I die when I am in the past, how dost ye know when tae declare me dead? You could decide it, call me dead, and I canna blame ye for it. Because I am. But I daena want tae be, I want tae live - with ye.” (Magnus 1702) There are things left undone. Magnus must go home and Kaitlyn must go with him. Because it’s not enough for her to guide from afar. He needs her voice in his ear. They know now they are stronger together.

Can they trust each other enough to survive the dangers that confront them? Magnus and Kaitlyn try to begin their life together but there are dangerous forces that must be reckoned with. A time-journeying vessel that they can't seem to control. And a long history that stands between them. Magnus has found love and a home in 2017 - but what happens to Kaitlyn if she travels to 1702?

Somehow, I’m still alive. So are the gruff, dangerous men I’ve found myself strangely at home with. The Steel Demons escaped execution only to find they’ve been betrayed by one of their own. Once an unbreakable brotherhood, tension and distrust grows between them.

A knight in shining loincloth. That’s what I’m looking for. I’ve been lusting after the Xarc’n hunters since they landed on Earth, offering to help us fight the alien bugs. These seven feet tall, musclebound warriors are horned, clawed, and fanged—the ultimate protectors. And Rajiv’k is the perfect specimen. Just one problem: I can’t fall in love. Nope! Not after the crappy relationships I’ve had. I refuse to deal with a broken heart during the bugpocalypse. No way! So I keep things transactional, his protection for my companionship. What can go wrong, right?

No one ever told me the bugpocalypse would be so lonely. I was ready when the man-eating space bugs descended from the skies. I have everything I need in my fortress: food, water, and my dog, Waffles, but I'm bored out of my gourd and lonely AF. So when a Xarc’n warrior breaks into my home, I decide to “detain” my purple intruder. Note to self: Tranquilizer darts and zip ties do not hold big, burly hunters. At all. Now I have more muscley warrior than I know what to do with pressing me up against the counter and claiming I’m his.

My mate’s scent calls to me. I hunt it, each step taking me closer to the one thing I came to Earth to find. These silly humans think they’ve captured me. What a joke. They’ve captured nothing! I’m here for my female, and nothing can stop me. I will find her, and I will claim her. She is mine! When my mate runs right into me and begs for me to take her away, I can hardly believe my ears. Today must be my lucky day!

I have a purple stalker. I don’t know what possessed me to hit the Xarc’n warrior with my bat, but now I have a stalker—a big, purple stalker with fangs and horns. And to make things worse, I can’t go back to New Franklin. After my first night out on my own, I wake up all wrapped up and cuddly with a certain possessive hunter. He purrs like a giant cat and vows to protect me. And to top it all off, he has a pet squirrel. A freakin’ pet squirrel! The “Jerk” claims he can’t let go of me, but I don’t buy it. I’m no squirrel, and I don’t intend to be his pet.