When the power takes more effort to control than I would've ever guessed, and I'm forced to turn to my husband for help.But the fae never give anything away for free; especially knowledge.It was supposed to be simple:Marry the king, save the world.But now that we're married, and his power is becoming mine, our marriage might end up destroying the world… and I might be the one who destroys it.

    If only her car had gotten the memo. Stranded in the parking lot of what seemed to be a nightclub, she walks into a world she never knew existed. A new job with room and board are the answer to her prayers, but can she really outrun the ghosts of her past or will they come back to claim her?A cat with a broken heart might just learn to love again.Master Richard has just come out of a five-year Master/sub arrangement after a bitter breakup. He spies the new barmaid instantly, dismissing her as just another pretty face. When circumstances put them in close proximity, his resolve to stay at a distance is put to the test when his prickly panther responds to the luscious bunny shifter. Finding himself enamored by the curvaceous blonde, the teacher becomes the student and this alpha male learns that the gift of trust might just be the greatest surrender of all.

    The job at my family’s funeral home is to die for and working with the souls of the dead is like performing therapy for the recently deceased. At least until this one night when a run of the mill séance goes to pieces. The problem is that the deceased claims that he was murdered. Now it’s up to me, the dead guy, and the dead guy’s best friend Logan Pierce to dig up the truth. The problem is that I’m kind of falling for Logan and it’s starting to get a little awkward since his dead buddy is determined to make a love triangle that pretty much defies the laws of nature. PART II Being the oldest in a family like mine means forever reminding my younger siblings that they need to at least pretend to be serious about their job no matter how ridiculous it might seem. Yes. Decker's talk to the dead and turn into cats, but that does not reduce the need for professionalism. I’m Agnes. I’m the one stuck with helping the spirits of people who died by violent means. I thought that was my big lifetime task until I met the nephew of our dead neighbor. He claims to be looking for his uncle’s will. Then William Hayes gets involved and I’m pretty sure this party is too crowded. Of course, that was before I realized that William Hayes is actually a gifted clairvoyant hiding a huge secret about my identity. Yep. My life just got a whole lot weirder. As if I ever thought that was possible. PART III I’m really not sure what to tell poor Ryan Goring. My name is Lilly Decker and I communicate with the dead. But Ryan’s grandfather isn’t dead yet. The guy is in a nursing home, not a funeral home. Grandpa Joe is convinced that both his dead friends and the ones who are still alive are trying to tell him something about the recent string of deaths in the nursing home. How this is connected to Ryan’s recent troubles with his job at the country club doesn’t make a darned bit of sense. You kind of have to wonder if the old man isn’t out of his mind. But then, I’m the one claiming to see dead spirits because I can turn into a cat. Who am I to judge? PART IV I’m getting a bit sick and tired of all the recent shenanigans in my family funeral home. My name is Molly. I’m a Decker and yeah, I can turn into a cat. When a ghostly apparition starts frightening the ghosts already living inside the funeral home, I’m the one who decided that it’s time to put my foot down about rude guests. We just can’t be letting people bring random ghosts with them to our funeral home. It’s too crowded by half. That’s when I decided to confront Seamus Findlay about a ghostly woman clinging to his arm. And that is when I discovered Portia Findlay. This sordid tale is straight out of a sappy made for television movie about a man tormented by his long dead wife and unable to move on. Seriously though, Portia refuses to move on and I think it’s time for a little intervention. PART V I never asked to be born to a family of shapeshifters. As the youngest of five and the only boy, it sometimes feels as though my world is nothing but cat fights and lace frills. But there’s more to it than that. My sisters don’t realize that the balance is upside down. They don’t get what it’s doing to the ether and to the ghosts themselves. After all, it’s my problem. Unfortunately, I can’t fix this by myself. I need the help of the one person I really hoped to put behind me. Sadie Newton and I used to be lovers. Now I’m starting to realize that Sadie is more than just a weekend fling.

    

    In the last six months not much has changed, except that her eighteenth birthday came and went and still no sign of Moira. Her life is just as complicated as it always was. Since her father died in a car crash before she was even born, she’s officially parentless, and to top it all off she’s still suffering from the hallucinations. Mind-splitting, vivid hallucinations- the kind prone to induce night terrors and leave you whimpering under your covers like a baby.The last thing on her mind is boys. Farley is on break from St. Judes’ when she meets Daniel. It’s not some casual run in at a party, or even a blind date with friends, though. Daniel is the guy following her in his 1970′s Dodge Charger; the guy standing at her window in the LA lunch hour traffic, trying to persuade her to leave everything behind and follow him. And he's hot as all hell. The moment Farley lays eyes on Daniel, everything changes. He is cold and withdrawn, but there are cracks in his harsh veneer- cracks that betray the secrets he is trying so hard to hide. Farley is drawn into a world that will shake apart everything she thought she ever knew. There are truths out there that she must learn: that a person’s soul is their only real currency, and there are people who would do anything to take hers; that loving someone can hurt so much more than hating them; but, most importantly, when your future is predestined, there is little you can do to change it.Farley Hope is prophesied.Her coming has been awaited for hundreds of years.She is destined to end the tyranny of the Soul Reavers.To do so she must die.

    Two vampires looking for a one-of-a-kind girl to help reclaim their stolen throne. And a sexy bargain that's triple the fun...The only thing worse than dating a mad scientist who couldn't keep his swizzle stick out of other women's beakers? Discovering he secretly revenge-altered your DNA while you were sleeping.Now, I'm the world's only rhino shifter.That's right. A rhinoceros.I went from second-runner-up at the Miss U.S. pageant, spending hours perfecting my ballet routine, spray tanning, and selecting the perfect push-up bra, to rolling in the mud to keep the ticks away and wondering what I'll do if militant shifters determined to kill freaks like me catch up with me before I'm able to stay human full time.Enter two stupidly hot vampires who say they can give me what I need.All night long...Okay, so they don't say the second part flat-out, but it's all sorts of implied. I scratch their backs, they'll scratch mine, and we'll all part ways with multiple O's, no regrets, and no one's head on a pike outside Kin Born Shifter headquarters.But what happens when I fall in love? With both of them?Or when I decide maybe being one-of-a-kind isn't so bad, after all?Can rhinos live happily ever after?Push Up Brawl is a red hot stand alone urban fantasy romance set in the world of Bella Jacob's Dark Moon Shifters series. Each of these steamy standalone tales end with a happily ever after and can be enjoyed alone or as part of the larger Dark Moon universe. No Cliffhanger.