I’m screwed. Royally screwed. Of all the ways to mess up, I picked a real gem this time—of the dastardly shifter sort. Especially because I’m the crowned elven princess.A forbidden soul mating with the cruel King Athon was not why I attended the royal summit of magical races. Our kinds do not mix, as is written in death-blood. And I’ll be damned before I let some arrogant alpha tell me what to do, and for once I’m not talking about my father.But now, I’m on the quest of a lifetime.My crew of accomplices—sworn enemies.Including King Athon and my father.Our mission—retrieve ancient artifacts lost forever.Good luck there. And if we fail? No worries. The giants will crush the realm.Between all the secrets and lies, my name is Trixie Towers; and that’s the only truth that won’t get me dead.

    I’m your average 17-year-old girl. Except I can see the dead. And talk to the dead. And push them away and, well, help them move on. So..okay, I’m not your average 17-year-old girl. For years I’ve been struggling to survive the souls still roaming around. The shitheads always seem to find me. Moving from town to town every few months never helped either. More dead just always find me. But things are changing for me now. I’m moving in with my uncle Rory and cousin Tara. I’m finally going to be able to do normal teenage stuff I’ve been missing out on. Right? Well, if this one bitch of a ghost could leave me alone on campus that would be great. Especially since I haven’t told my new friends about my abilities. Can you believe this? Five good looking guys practically adopt me on my first day of school, and I still think they’re a bit nuts for it. Now if I can only just keep my life with the dead from mixing with my normal life, everything would be great. Yeah...I don’t see that happening either. But I’m going to give it a shot. Who knows? It might work.

     Dara is a normal woman, living a normal life, as she approaches her 25th birthday. Though her vivid dreams and wild imagination often take her on adventures of her mind. She never expected that one day she would be roped into a plot of madness and magic by four gorgeous, amazing, pain in the arse guys who come stomping into her life and change everything. They reveal her destiny; her purpose to travel to a vibrant world of green grass and giant, colorful trees where the people of this world live. Here, she will train to become so much more than ordinary human Dara, trying to save this world from a king with an evil hold and follow her heart, wherever it leads her. *Warning: This book is a Reverse Harem. It also contains violence, sex, bad-language and content which some readers may find triggering.*

    Sealed so tightly that I haven’t spoken in since...well, I can’t even remember.Life is simple for me. I forage for food. I do my duties by the pack even though they keep me at a distance like I’m contagious.Then I find him, a rogue wolf in the forest. I can’t leave him there. He’s scared and alone. And it seems like he has never shifted before.I should run, but the magnetic pull to him is undeniable.The pack will have my head for this. Maybe it will be worth it.Rejected by Fate is the first book in a paranormal reverse harem shifter series featuring a strong, feisty female wolf shifter who has forgotten her past and cannot speak and the three male wolf shifters who all want to be her fated mate. It is a why choose werewolf romance with a slow burn buildup sure to make your toes curl. Relationships develop over the course of this supernatural series and, of course, Mazzy guarantees an HEA.

    One second he’s fetching his brother from yet another situation that could possibly compromise the Vassago name, and the next that brunette is grabbing his assets. Blythe isn’t after anyone’s assets, though. She’s a good girl. All she wants is to graduate from nursing school, get a job, and move out of her hell hole apartment. What she does not have time to deal with is a sexy bearded man that accuses her of grabbing his junk. She tries to forget about the encounter, but fate’s a cruel bitch. One second she’s a normal college student barely living paycheck to paycheck, and the next she’s setting her panties on fire with powers from an ancient immortal dragon. To add insult to injury, she’s hearing voices, and none of them are figments of her imagination. Blythe’s life is turned upside down, and Keifer forces her to adapt even though she doesn’t want to. She likes her life just the way it is. Not to mention she wants nothing to do with that arrogant asshole. She doesn’t care that he rides a dragon. She also could care less about his stupid beard, and his sexy eyes. Yeah, who was she kidding? She wasn’t convincing anybody.