Theo is focused on his billionaire business. Neither has time for love - or so they think. Lilly Franklin has won a stay at The Royal Quinton Hotel. She intends to stay in her room and use room service for everything she needs. She’s trying to forget how an evil ex-boyfriend changed her life beyond recognition. Theo Myerscough is also staying at The Royal Quinton. He’s there strictly on business. His job is to provide his father with a detailed report on the ancient hotel. Once Theo has done this, his father can begin his hostile takeover of the property. The hotel is not up for sale, but that isn't going to stop the ruthless Myerscough family from proceeding with their plan. Lilly and Theo literally collide with each other in the hallway of the hotel. Theo is surprised at his instant attraction to Lilly, and all thoughts of business flee his mind. When Lilly’s mum later asks a favour of him, he immediately agrees as it means spending a lot of time with Lilly. Lilly is not so sure about Mum’s plan. While she likes Theo, she doesn’t want to be dragged away from the safety of her hotel room. However, Mum insists, and Lilly reluctantly agrees to her plan. As Lilly begins to fall for Theo, she’s unaware of the secret he’s keeping from her. The secret which will break her heart.

    This is how I planned to spend my fortieth birthday. A mercurial milestone page turning where life should be getting easier. I will not let today get me down even with being tossed back into the cesspool of dating by a cheating ex-husband.“Tra-la-la, forty will be my new twenty-five,” or so I thought until the hottest man on the planet appears through a portal door in my kitchen. Introducing a sultry vampire, a stunningly beautiful Goddess and a pointy-eared alien into the delusional delirium spewing from his luscious lips.“Shayden Reigh, you’re the next contestant on This is Your Life. You’re our new queen and you must save the land of Erigate.”The land of what with the who? These people are speaking but I’m not comprehending what they’re selling.I, Shayden Reigh, armed with nothing more than a smart mouth, sassy wit, a cocky cat who hates me have no clue what in h-e-double hockey sticks I’m doing. But they say I must prepare to fight.The Gods have chosen, armed me with new magic and assigned an ego-driven hot guardian named Luke, who insists only I can tip the scale to victory and save his precious world.No pressure there, right?Magic is real, different realms exist and I’m the most powerful witch in the universe.The Gods set me, a newly single mom, on the path to the throne but I must figure out how to save it first.

    One of her debts is with the owner of a landscaping company. Could she pay him back in services? He seems nice enough...Excerpt:As soon as Jeff walked into his office, he knew something was amiss because it was Monday morning and Todd and Alan were all smiles. When he stepped in, Mitch seemed to come out of nowhere, slapping him on the back and telling him what a glorious Monday morning it was.In his seven years working with Todd and Alan, Jeff had never seen them smile; he didn’t even know they could smile. And as for Mitch ... he must have smelled too many of those weeds they were taking out of their clients’ yards.Completely dumbfounded, he turned the corner into his office and immediately realized it wasn't weeds or weed. The reason behind the smiles on and the cheery disposition of these clowns on this glorious Monday morning took another shape altogether.Stumbling into his office after being caught off guard and slapped on the back, he was immediately greeted by the most gorgeous, ass-thetically pleasing tush in tight jeans he had seen in a long, long time.He wondered what the face looked like and quickly decided it didn't really matter as he focused on her assets while she was bent down shuffling through some papers and totally unaware of the eight eyes boring through her. Four pair of eyes who should have been working on something, but couldn't disengage.The fact that she was rummaging through his papers didn’t immediately register.The woman turned around without looking up and carried a stack of papers to a file cabinet that had come with the building and had never been used. As far as he could recall, the cabinet had never been opened, and so far, had been used as a shelf for a silk plant his mother gave him as a gift when he started the business.To his dismay, the plant was now in the trash bin next to the file cabinet. That hurt.The woman was oblivious to the attention she was getting and after depositing the stack of papers in a neat pile in the top drawer of the file cabinet, she turned around to see a gaping Jeff standing before her.The first thing Jeff thought before hinging his jaw back into place was that the woman's front-side was just as pretty as her backside. She looked to be in her early thirties, and not only wore the jeans very well, but the white t-shirt she had on was filled out in all the right places and looked like an advertisement for trouble.She was petite, but disproportionately bigger where it really mattered. Her hair was tied with one of those elastic fabric bands his nieces always wore, and her eyes were as green as the silk plant had once been.Jeff gave himself a few seconds before giving in to reason. Regretfully, he decided it was time to put an end to his enjoyment - nice tush or not. After all, this was his office, he was the boss, and he had no idea what the hell was going on.“What did you do to my plant?!” was somehow the first thing that came out of his mouth. As if realizing how stupid his remark was, Jeff rather forcefully shoved his amused employees out of the way and out of his office.She looked down at the trash bin he was pointing to, and she suddenly seemed very confused when she looked up to see his expectant and slightly flushed face.“It’s dead. I don't think it can be saved, so I threw it out." Bending down to get it, she added, "I can put it back up he ..."Now that really hurt. Not to mention the fact that her bending down again completely disarmed him.“How can silk be dead?” he snapped.“That was silk?" she replied smiling. "Wow, I never met anyone who could kill silk before.”Jeff tried to ignore the chuckles coming from the room next door, but just as he was about to snap at them, the intruder...

    He chooses Annike, disrespects his brother, Erik, and sets off a chain of events that shape his life in a way he could never have imagined. Outlawed from his clan, Tore embraces his new responsibilities of father and protector as he carves out a new life in a human world. But a jealous brother has a long memory and Erik is nothing if not patient when it comes to exacting revenge. When Tore’s past catches up with his present, he has to learn to pull from an inner strength. There is a battle of two wolves inside us all. One is evil: it is anger, envy, greed, arrogance, jealousy, resentment, lies. The other is good: it is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy, truth. The wolf that wins? The one you feed. Cherokee proverb Spanning two generations The Wolf You Feed is the first book in a heartbreaking trilogy set in the shape shifting worlds of werewolves and skin walkers.

     I could tell you my name, but then I’d have to kill you. Forced to live in seclusion, my only contact with the outside world is with my online chat buddies. I give out different screen names with every person except with one: Confessor. To him, and only him, my name is Blackbird. He is my soul mate. At least online. I make a living buying and selling used computers. Usually I can just ignore the stuff that’s left on the machine by the previous owner, but the desktop picture on my newest acquisition stops me cold. It’s the face of the man who killed my father twenty years ago. The man who sent me into hiding. The first time, anyway. I start digging through the machine, telling Confessor about my every move. Except the part about wanting to avenge my father’s murder. A dead body gives me the perfect excuse to leave my nest and head to Tennessee, to find the murderer, and to reclaim my life. Once there, I find myself torn between two men, and pining for my mysterious Confessor. And just when I think I’ve got things solved, my past is revealed, throwing my plans of vengeance into chaos.

    A sealed door. A spirit.And a secret.A secret only the spirit knows - and only nineteen-year-old Arianna can set free. Arianna and her family travel to India from London, for a splendid wedding. Excitement soon turns secondary when strange happenings transpire within the Haveli walls. Hitherto, a sealed door opens and Arianna is given Anjali’s diary.And so begins a paranormal experience that leaves her stunned. Arianna wants answers. Who is Anjali? Why did the door unseal for her? Is there something the spirit wants to show her?What?

    If the boy next door is secretly a sorcerer who hunts and kills nightmarish creatures the world doesn’t know exist. Aerick works for MAGE (Mind and Aetheric Government Enforcers), a centuries old organization that keeps humans oblivious to the existence of magic. It also protects the Barrier, a metaphysical wall that separates this realm from one of wild magic and things of dreams and darkness.But now the Barrier is failing. As Aerick is sent on his most dangerous assignment yet, he begins to suspect MAGE’s reasons for protecting the Barrier may not be all they seem. A partnership with an exiled fae princess and a visit from the legendary Merlin put Aerick on a path to discover he is more than what he knows.Aerick’s blood might very well be the key to the Barrier’s destruction. MAGE convinced him that protecting the Barrier was the only way to save the world. Now Aerick isn’t so sure. The only way to save the world may be to pull the Barrier down and hope humanity can survive the aftermath.Note: this book was previously published with Kindle under the same title. This is a 2nd Edition revision of that book.

    Gavin McLean is an astute, accomplished and dedicated homicide detective. His days are filled with solving brutal murder cases, delving into the psyches of the worst humanity has to offer. His work comes first, to the detriment of his personal life. His sleeping hours are plagued by a reoccurring dream of a beautiful naked woman with long brown hair. He's mesmerized by her shapely backside, which is all he can see in the vision. The dream is erratic, with no patterns to help discern frequency or cause ... with one complicated exception. She is always suspended by her hands, from a meat hook, on the ceiling, and pleads for her life. With his personal life in turmoil and dreams shortening his sleep, he struggles to keep his world in operating order. He distracts himself by having an encounter with a frequent lover. Then fate steps in when a woman is found naked and dead, in a dumpster. Is Gavin's dream becoming his reality. Sometimes nothing is as it seems.

    As Adolf Hitler and the Nazi party take control of the country, a young German woman returns to the country of her birth. Fleeing into the arms of her aunt, Charlotte Brookfield pays no attention to the events surrounding her as she tries to recover from a devastating discovery. Hans von Peterson is an officer in the country’s brutal SS. While courting the admiration of his superior and fighting off rivalries, Hans is sent to Berlin to accomplish a seemingly impossible task. That task has Hans crossing paths with Charlotte. Despite the odds, the two begin a love affair just as the Nazis begin to tighten their grip on the country leading to a bloody climax that will change everything.

     “It’ll be fun!” They said. What they failed to say was Madsen Secksin – who, like his name is pure sex and sin - would be laying in the bed next to me. I’m determined to have fun. I will not get my groove on with Madsen even if there are four years of pent up sexual tension between us. I will not allow myself to fall for his charming ways. Oh, who am I kidding? Spring Break is meant for bad decisions. How bad could it really be? **This is a short story intended for an audience of 18 years and older due to mature content. Read time is approx. 90 min**

     Maria Ward. Lover. Hedonist. Countess of one of the richest sectors of the Kingdom. As a matter of honor, she must use everything at her disposal to break the back of the rebellion, no matter what the cost to herself or her love, her husband Count Ward. To save their honor, she’ll have to embark on a series of adventures that will take her to places few have ever gone. To do things that only the most imaginative would even dream of… This, then, is the story of how she, with little more than her wits, and ability in the bed chamber, did exactly that. *Warning: This is an erotic novel based in the world of The Young Ancients. It has a highly charged and graphically sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

    Confident.His Viking blood made him a conqueror.He dominated my senses.He planned to rule my body as well.I didn’t have a chance at keeping my heart.AXELHer name said it all.Hope.She came to me in my darkness.The compass that would guide me out of the storm.The goddess, Freyja.She’s with me as I fight Hel, the enemy that took everything from me.I am at war now, but the moment the dust settles I’m taking Hope as my prize.She’s a challenge. Resistant.Catching her will be like catching the wind.But my people were sea wolves. We know how to tame the wind.And I’m a patient man.Victory is my only option.

    Desperate not to lose his job at the family veterinary practice, Patrick needs to avoid trouble - and girls like Libby.The Broken Ballerina is a headline waiting to happen and mourning her short-lived career as a dancer, Libby casts a wiccan spell to summon a new love: Good-looking, honest, non-brown eyes, English, good with animals... in a nutshell, she summons Patrick.But fighting Libby's love spell will be the least of Patrick's problems when a woman dies from a ketamine overdose - Ketamine stolen from his surgery.Witchcraft, Scandal, Murder... Will anyone find their true Somebody?

    Rhys, Viscount Hadley, is the practical sort. A true gentleman of the Ton, he leaves London at his Uncle’s request to render counsel to the daughter of an old friend. Riding through the country to a small Hampshire village, he has no idea where this journey is headed. Lady Alice Korte-Giddenhurst senses his imminent arrival. She has strange gifts — talents for which there are no rational or scientific explanations. She knows, in that mystical place within her mind, that Rhys will be more than just a visitor. So much more. And she finds herself eager to begin their dance of desire. When Rhys arrives, he’s thunderstruck — the woman welcoming him seems to be glowing. Or maybe it’s just the immediate and powerful attraction he feels toward her. Whatever it is, he’s intrigued enough to stay for dinner…and thus the adventure begins.

    Even if it meant selling my car so I could move from the land of cotton to the Windy City. But when I couldn’t quite figure out the best way to start over, my two best friends devised a plan to force me back into the dating world. The only problem was that men and I mixed just about as well as cheeseburgers and clogged arteries. I was burned too many times, and the scars I carried would last a lifetime. A blind date and one-night stand with a devilishly handsome bachelor was supposed to revive my confidence after past traumas, but our encounter quickly transformed into something completely different. Instead of making me another notch on his belt, he offered another arrangement—friendship. Because I believed he was way out of my league, I agreed. It should’ve been an easy task, but it seemed like the only thing I was good at was being wrong. The intense connection we shared was unlike anything I’d ever known. It was just my luck that the only man who had ever treated me with kindness and respect had zero interest in sleeping with me. As my feelings for him deepened past the confines of our friendship, I wanted to believe things between us could change and all my old wounds could heal, but most of the time . . . I Know Better.