From trespassers with hidden agendas to curvaceous women who are ready to take a chance, the stories in this collection will capture your heart. Cross Cross del Cruz is a former Compliance Enforcer with the Shifter Council. He did his duty. He enforced the Council’s will around the country and even out of the country. Stress the word former, because all he wants now is to be left alone. He’s been living in his cabin on Bear Canyon Mountain Range, overlooking Bear Canyon Valley and enjoying the solitude of the forest. The quiet. The simplicity. The drama free environment that doesn’t involve other shifters. Not even family. Except now Mae Forester, who has dubbed him as one of her “nephews” has decided she needs his help. He can’t turn Mae down, not when she gave him and his brothers a home during the worst days of their lives. He didn’t expect Ariadne Fueller. Who could ever expect that curvy spitfire. She flipped his world upside down. Before meeting her, Cross never would have called his existence lonely—until he met her. Lance Lance del Cruz has just finished his tour with the Shifter Council Compliance Unit. Being an Enforcer wasn’t difficult, it was too easy, actually. He’s had his share of hunting rovers and doling out justice for the Shifter Council. He’s going home to the cabin he’s only managed to visit in short spurts for the last four years while he served the Council. He’s making one stop on the way to the cabin, to say hi to Mae, the one who gave Cross and his brothers a home during their younger, darker days. Except Mae has a favor to ask him. And there’s this other little complication… A luscious, curvy thing called Mac—short for MacKenzie. Damned if he can resist her. Judge Judge del Cruz followed in his older brothers’ footsteps, serving in the Shifter Compliance Unit. He never thought much about returning to the mountain range where he spent so much of his teen years. Those were the happiest days of his life, but being an Enforcer allows him to stay too busy to dwell on any of his past. But the call to return to Bear Canyon Mountain Range is too powerful. So he packs up, ready to see his own cabin at the top of the range. What he didn’t plan on, seeing, the curvy bootilicious Alanna who pushes his buttons, in all the wrong ways—and yet by damn, in all the right ones too! BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance If hot sex skeeves you out, you may want to pass on this book. If freaky, downright dirty sexy talk bothers you, yeah, for sure you gotta pass on this one. We believe in sex--hot, dirty, delicious sex. Yup, make it sweaty, too. It's not just sex, it's about the romance. But good romance has sex, and we keep the doors open! Oh, and the lights on! ;)

    Meaning, she sees dead people. Really. And it's her job to convince them to "go into the light." But when these very dead people have died under less than ideal circumstances (like murder), sometimes they want Charley to bring the bad guys to justice. Complicating matters are the intensely hot dreams she's been having about an entity who has been following her all her life...and it turns out he might not be dead after all. In fact, he might be something else entirely. But what does he want with Charley? And why can't she seem to resist him? And what does she have to lose by giving in?With scorching-hot tension and high-octane humor, First Grave on the Right is your signpost to paranormal suspense of the highest order.

    To defeat this rising evil, the students must band together and master their strange powers - because if they don't..Well, it's pretty hard to graduate when you're dead.Includes the first five books plus four brand new short stories inside the college."I spent more than a couple of late nights reading through these stories to find out what was going to happen to my new friends!" - Michael Anderle, Best-Selling Author of The Kurtherian GambitThis series is for fans of Harry Potter, Jaymin Eve, and all academy books.

    To talk to an immortal is suicide. Yet, I've been marked by both. A Vampire. And the King of the immortals. My life is no longer my own. And now I know the truth, my life was never mine to begin with. It was theirs. It's always been theirs.

    He’d cast a spell for her, but when she’s transported right to him, she’s not so sure she’s ready to be under the spell of another man. (It didn’t go so well last time with controlling, abusive, domineering Jeff.) If only Criminy wasn’t so deliciously rakish….Half the inhabitants of Sang are Pinkies—human—and the other half are Bludmen, who in Tish’s world would be called vampires. But they don’t mess with any of the bat/coffin/no sunlight nonsense. They’re rather like you and me, just more fabulous, long living, and mostly indestructible. (They're also very good kissers.) But when the evil Mayor of Manchester (formerly Bludchester) redoubles his efforts to rid Sang of the Bludmen once and for all, stealing Tish’s locket in hopes of traveling back to her world himself for reinforcements, Criminy and Tish must battle ghosts, sea monsters, wayward submarines, a secret cabal, and thundering Bludmares to get the locket back and allow Tish to return home…but has she found love with Criminy? Could she stay in Sang forever?