Meet some new friends. Enjoy the mountains of Colorado. If I was lucky, find a boyfriend. Pretty sure they did not include being stalked by a magical black market. Or having multiple boyfriends. I mean, come on. What are the odds?Unfortunately, my birth parents were mages that left me orphaned at a young age. Instead of growing up surrounded by spells and magic, I grew up with normal humans. The world might know about magic, but that didn't mean they accepted it. Mages have no rights, and my foster parents tried to stamp out the tiny bit of magic I held on to. Notice I used the word tried? I manage to sneak in a few things here and there. The perfect temperature pizza? Not a problem. And I've never had a bad hair day in my life. Don't even get me started on red lights…But it was those little things that put me on the black market's radar. An untrained mage with little knowledge of the magical world was easy pickings. Now, the only thing standing between me and a whole lot of unpleasantness is the pack of hot werewolves that made me theirs.This book is intended for mature audiences. 18+ readers only! It contains language and sexual situations. This is a medium burn reverse harem where the girl gets all the guys. Why Choose? Harem members added as series progresses. Series will contain some mild M/M scenes.

    Highly-sought after, even fought for. But if Maia has her way, she’ll stay unclaimed. Maybe it’s a human way of thinking, but she should get to decide who to be with. It isn’t asking for the world. On the run from her old pack due to a slight misunderstanding with her intended mate—meaning a claw to his throat—Maia stumbles upon a quaint town in the middle of nowhere. What she does not expect is the trifecta of misfit wolves who’ve made the town their home. Alarick, the understanding, calm and collected alpha. Farkas, the sarcastic and witty beta. Grimm, the tall, dark and handsome loner. All ridiculously sexy, and they instantly make her question her beliefs. Maybe being claimed wouldn’t be such a bad thing… Her Pack is a steamy, reverse harem standalone.

    Scorching Fire. Falling Feathers. That’s me, Everly Banks, the original supernatural. After being betrayed by The Council and given to a madman, I burned it all to the ground. Now all I want is to stay hidden, protecting those who need it from the shadows. When four hunters show up on my doorstep asking for my help and trying to drag me back into the light, I send them and their secrets packing. Did I mention they work for The Council? I may not have a choice. An army of demons is amassing and innocents are getting caught up in its net. My only friend may be next. Trusting them may burn me, but I’ve always played with fire. ********* Twisted Flames is an Urban Fantasy with a Reverse Harem romance. One ancient woman, four hot men, and one drunk sidekick battle demons and themselves. This series includes sexual content, mature language, and violence. It is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18. Alludes to rape, but no details are given. It may not be suitable for everyone.

     Late at night, while everyone is sleeping, dreaming of white knights and fairytales. I’m making friends with the monsters. They call to me, like finds like, right? My biggest secret, I’m the scariest monster I know. I think I’m the bad guy. MFMM Reverse Harem novel with adult themes not recommended for those under 18.

    Harbingers of the apocalypse. Destruction given form. Four of the sexiest—wait no—forget that. You get my point. So imagine my surprise when I find out everything I’ve ever been told, is a lie.But we’re getting ahead of ourselves here. Let’s start from the beginning.My name is Ruby Morningstar. I run a tattoo parlor in Portland with my bestfriend, have a pet raccoon, a crazy ex that stalks me, not to mention this one little thing… I’m a demon. Half-succubus, to be exact. For the last twenty-three years of my life, that’s the story I believed, but on the day a handsome stranger bails me out of jail my world is turned upside down, and suddenly I don’t know who I am anymore.Because the Four Horsemen aren’t the bringers of the apocalypse.I am.Talk about never catching a break.

    Six disparate Fae warriors on the chase. An unruly, desperate target with weapons beyond teeth and claws who will give them the fight of their lives. That’s me. I had been drowning with my head above water when they dragged me kicking and screaming to be reborn in their world. My razor wit couldn’t cut them. My fleet feet couldn’t outrun them. They stripped my glamour and peeled away the shadows hiding me. Now, I had no escape from their famished stares. Eloden burns to touch me. Orin mesmerizes my mind. Falin nibbles at my control. Aeric tempts me to take a sweet, forbidden taste. Kheelan chips at my frozen heart. And Dain binds them in darkness come to claim nothing less than my soul. I have to resist. If I keep my head down, shuffle along and never look ahead, then I can blend back in with the herd. Eventually, the colour will bleed from the skies until my grey world is safe again. I won’t remember what it was like to dream my hopes or miss the promise in a kiss. There are no happy endings. Damnation is my ever after.

    She was kicked out of her rental, her cat just died, and she’d rather stick rusty spoons in her eyes than beg help from her parents. Her house-bus breaking down on the side of the road in Butt-Fuck-Nowhere is the last straw. So when three drool-worthy strangers offer her a deal that seems too good to be true, tequila is to blame for her accepting. But once a deal is made in the name of magic, it cannot be undone. The consequences of reneging are severe, and Cleo has no desire to spend the rest of her days as a rodent. Especially not after her new travel companions show some claws of their own. A girl with no idea who she really is, three men who are much more than they first appear, and an ancient goddess on a power trip. All Cleo wanted to do was rescue some kittens. **PLEASE NOTE: A portion of this story was published in the limited run charity anthology "Petting Them" but this is the extended, full version of Forgotten Gods Book 1 - Feral Magic.**

    Honor. Protect.As an Environmental Studies major, Allie knows the planet is in trouble – a series of natural disasters recently rocked the northern hemisphere, and species across the globe are going extinct. What Allie doesn’t know is that her world's decline is a casualty of an ancient battle called the Night War – the Norse goddess Nott’s crusade to control the weakest of the light realms. And Allie most definitely doesn’t know that her existence is the only thing stopping Nott from dragging the earth into total darkness. When four gorgeous guys show up claiming to be Allie’s Asgardian protectors, she thinks they’re delusional. And when they order her to hunt down the pieces of an immortal weapon, she’s convinced they’re insane. But when Allie’s attacked, the guys’ crazy stories of demigods and dark elves begin coming together. And Allie’s not sure what scares her more – losing her life to the Goddess of Night... or losing her heart to one of her protectors.Let the hunt begin.

     Ridley Pierce doesn't believe in justice. She didn't find any when she was a child, and nothing she's seen since has changed her mind. She makes her home as far away from her dark past as she could find, spending her days restoring motorcycles and her nights handing out her own brand of justice to abused women, using her powers on the people who aren't big enough villains for the Legion of the Guards to worry about. When a team from the Legion interrupts her take down of an abusive creep masquerading as a hero and arrests her, she's thrust into the world she's long avoided. A world of heroes and villains. Ridley has no interest in being a hero or joining the Legion. But the villain the team is after is just the sort of scumbag she loves to take down and the four guys after him want her help. She has to decide if she's ready to step out of her shadows and nightmares or remain trapped by her past. *IMPORTANT NOTE: This is a reverse harem novel where the leading lady doesn't have to choose between love interests. The series will have MM themes and is intended for mature audiences due to graphic content. **Trigger warning for abuse and assault.

     On the surface, my life must appear one of lavish design. As a courtesan for the vampire royals, extravagant gowns are tailor-made to hug my curves, ensuring I look my best as an ornament decorating a luxurious palace. What is the cost of all this splendor? My blood, my body... and my soul. After being arrested for war crimes, I volunteered to become a consort to the three kings to allow my family time to escape. But when the malicious leader of the human rebellion demands I betray my new lovers, even I’m surprised to discover my loyalties have shifted. My body now craves the touch of my vampiric kings, awakening a burning passion within me to protect them from an uprising that could bring them to their knees. Can I find a way to protect all those I love, or will I pay with my life for daring to care for both sides? The Fire & Blood series, written by Alexa B. James, is an 18+ Reverse Harem Romance weaved together by secrets, fangs, and passion.

    I’ve never questioned it. Until I started hearing monsters too. A man came in right at closing with a sick dog. The dog told me why he was sick and I was able to treat him. I had no idea his owner would kidnap me. I had no idea his owner had an entire dungeon of monsters he wanted me to treat. I’ve met a minotaur, a mysterious kraken, a phoenix, and this really massive spider. I can hear them too. If monsters are real and I can talk to them, then what am I?

    Dust to Dust. If vampires kill your entire family, vengeance is a must. I can’t say my parents never warned me about vampires. I just never believed them. Not—that is—until six months ago when vampires broke into my home and killed my family. Thanks to all the skills my parents taught me, I managed to escape but I couldn’t save them. Two vampires down and the rest of the world to go. My bid for revenge is going to have to wait, though, because until I turn 18, I’m being placed in the loving care of Elizabeth and Jonathan McKnight—godparents I didn’t even know existed. The clock is ticking until I can get back to my goal of eradicating the vampire race. But something is amiss at my new high school. According to my parents, vampires can’t walk in daylight. So, why then, does Torin Priest? If he’s not a vampire, then what is he? Because unlike the obnoxious asshole, Maverick McKnight, who sees me as some sort of bloodsucking leech on his wealthy family, Torin Priest is most certainly not human. To stake or not to stake, that is the question.

    But I’m just a fake psychic with a bad childhood and a stack of past due bills. Five realms hang in the balance, three races whose lives depend on magic, and one corrupt king hoarding it all for himself. My role? Oh, just fixing it. Easy, right? But a handful of sexy realm leaders insist I’m the human-born with demon blood—each vying for attention, each one’s touch drawing something strange and blissful from me. Sweet, attentive Callum, pragmatic and commanding Sorin, dark and intuitive Verrill, and icy, collected Jadzeera. Each one has something to teach me—about magic and about myself. The longer I stay in these hell realms the closer I grow to each realm leader, the more my power grows and the more I realize I cannot simply have one realm leader. I need them all by my side—and in my bed—to bring the realms back together. Demon Called is a fast-burn RH with an LGBTQ+ female lead. This fun, sexy ride is packed full of seductive demons, a smart heroine, a wisecracking best friend, and a teleporting cat.

    It wasn't. Four years later, I can still remember the exact shade of his skin: a blue so pale it looked like moonlight. I dream of his touch. Mostly, I paint the man under the heavy cowl, including those perfect lips which ruined mine for anyone else. I'm obsessed with him. The doctors say he's nothing more than a hallucination caused by a mixture of head trauma and emergency pain medications. I think he's a really sexy figment of my imagination. I mean, who besides an artist would dream up the Grim Reaper for their hero? Now, something's changed and my drawings are taking on a life of their own. As if college wasn't hard enough, trying to keep this a secret is going to be impossible. Keeping my sanity might be worse. And that's not the worst of my problems. Death is back. He wants another kiss. And he's not alone. The Kiss of Death is a 156,000 word, full-length novel with NO cliffhanger ending. This is a Reverse Harem series which includes multiple love interests, some m/m themes, and graphic scenes of sex, violence, and language. Be warned: everything you thought you knew about the world, religion, and death will be pulled apart, twisted around, and put back together in ways you will not expect.

    I’ve bounced from house to house, living in foster care, with no true place to call home. And there’s an ancient darkness that follows me around where I go.They may be demons, but I’m no angel, and this darkness craves the Hell they give.Or maybe I’ve just been damned from the start.