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My name is Alice, and I live in the Bugpocalypse. I survived my first post-apocalyptic winter, and spring is here. That’s bad news! With warm weather comes the endless swarms of deadly bugs. I need to forage for food, but there’s just one little problem. Okay, so “little” isn’t the best word to describe the fierce Xarc’n warrior who is obsessed with me. Kaj’k is freakin’ huge! And his sharp claws, pointy fangs, and massive horns are scary. I reject his gift of food and flowers, but my massively muscled alien hunter doesn’t get the hint.

Against all odds, I’m finding a home with the Steel Demons. Reaper worships and dominates me. Jandro sweeps me off my feet. And yet my heart wants more.... Gunner nearly died to protect me, and I’m falling faster than his falcon dives for prey. After endless teasing, he admits he wants me too. The only problem? He doesn’t want to share.

Thanatos, god of death, has a mission: scour the unknown realms of the Underworld and retrieve the only daughter of his god-king, Hades. Murdered six centuries ago, she now falls under Thanatos’ domain. Armed with only a description of the location of her prison seen in a vision by her oldest brother, Thanatos has spent four years hunting for her. But when he locates Calindria, she’s not the delicate little girl he remembers—she’s a fierce, bewitching, and beautiful warrioress who stirs unwanted feelings in his black heart, and she’s on a mission of her own.

We’re on the run. Forced to abandon our home to escape an enemy who always seems one step ahead. The Steel Demons lost a brother, and Reaper is determined not to lose anyone else. Tensions are high while the club wanders the desert in search of a new home. A prospect makes lofty demands. A husband’s jealousy hits a boiling point. But pleasant surprises are also among us. Shadow is emerging from his shell, and the man shining through the scarred exterior is one I’m helpless to resist.

Magnus shoved in another big bite of food, chewed and swallowed. “I am going tae take most of the vessels. I will secure them, guard them, and will live the rest of m’life as the keeper of the vessels. Nae a king but a guardian.” Lady Mairead tossed her napkin to the table and threw up her hands. “This daft idea makes a mockery of thoughtful decisions.” Magnus took a sip of coffee. “Tis nae a mockery, tis a wise idea. Dost ye want tae ken how I hae came tae it?” “It canna possibly be through deliberation.”

The man I love must kill one of his own. Someone he considered a brother, a fellow Steel Demon, put the entire club in danger. As president, Reaper must crush every last threat to his people, or the Steel Demons MC could cease to exist altogether. Reaper is ruthless. His justice is punishing. But despite his name, he takes no pleasure in executing someone he once trusted. The task is weighing on him. That’s why he needs me.

Somehow, I’m still alive. So are the gruff, dangerous men I’ve found myself strangely at home with. The Steel Demons escaped execution only to find they’ve been betrayed by one of their own. Once an unbreakable brotherhood, tension and distrust grows between them.

I had it all. Two beautiful children. A gainfully employed husband. A successful food blog. The only thing missing from my life was...heat...I wanted what my sister had: love, passion, and a husband whose love was infinite. Because something was happening with Rob. Had he fallen out of love with me? Had he found someone else? Was I not - Sigh. Was I not enough?

Anastasia Cooper is the most hated woman in Sorelle. To avoid the modern slavery charges leveled against her by her scheming stepsister, she opts for a quiet life under house arrest to escape the frenzy of the media. But she wasn't banking on them. The Tate brothers. Feared by all, everyone knows that Christopher, Silas, and Rafael Tate are the real power behind the throne of Sorelle. And they've been looking for Stasi for a very long time. Determined to make Stasi's life as difficult as possible, Kit, Silas, and Rafe take every opportunity to remind her how far she's fallen.

Everyone they love is in the past. The throne is in the future, it demands to be reckoned with. And Kaitlyn and Magnus must protect the son, no matter the cost. Even if it means losing it all.

Hope is blooming in Four Corners. A family, torn apart for years, has been reunited. I’m falling in love again. The Steel Demons are finding a sense of home and purpose in their new surroundings. More is at stake now than ever before. We don’t just have our club to protect, but our new friends, family members, and neighbors. And privately, Reaper is determined to protect me at all costs, due to a cryptic vision from his brother. Our enemies are always lurking. What’s worse, they’re already inside our borders. The gods work in mysterious ways.

Our home is on the brink of war, and my marriage hangs by a thread. While neighboring armies threaten to march on Four Corners, I’m dealing with a war zone at home. I can’t bring myself to look at Reaper or Gunner, let alone speak to them. I don’t know where my love life stands, or if I even have one anymore. Only Jandro is my rock, and only my work gives me purpose. Eager for a distraction, I jump at the chance to become a battle medic again. Little did I know it would force me to end the weeks of silence between me and my men.

Lucifer has created his own version of the love boat, which means no one is safe. Not even a witch. My crazy witch of a grandma placed a spell on my locket. A love spell. I don’t think so. Which means I’ll have to find my cursed necklace and nullify the magic. But first, I apparently have to go on a cruise with Grandma. Busy avoiding potential suitors, I find myself hoping the locket will end up in the one place it doesn’t belong: In the grasp of the lion who makes me purr.

There are competing theories, one: that time moves in a straight line from birth to death, one step after another along a path. Or two: time is a wheel. For now, his family is safe, but there is one big issue... Lochie asked, “How many vessels are there?” Magnus said, “There are about twenty-six, by last count.” “How many do you have in your possession?” “We have about six, here, there are more in the kingdom. We hae lost track.” Lochie said, “I think the losin’ track might be an issue.”

A blend of contemporary, historical, fantasy, and SciFi, Again My Love is the ninth book in the Kaitlyn and the Highlander series. If you love mysterious, sexy, hunky heroes with desperate hearts and romantic thoughts, heroines with courage who are also very ordinary disasters, and love stories that encompass all time, then you’ll love this romantic series. Listen as Kaitlyn and Magnus protect their family by picking up a copy of this book today.

Magnus and Kaitlyn have new commitments, adventures, and dangers, taking them from 1929 New York City to 1887 Montana, 1904 Paris, and to a war for their kingdom in the 24th century.

As Magnus has said, "Ormr is after the crown, I need to get there first," but who is twisting time and causing the mess? Kaitlyn and Magnus and their family are in 13th century Scotland, they're trying to stick together, attempting to keep their memories intact while their timeline crumbles around them.

Magnus and Kaitlyn have more power than ever, but they have been warned - it will come at a cost. Vessels are missing, deals have been struck, people are unaccounted for, and time threatens to unravel. A contemporary romance with a dash of history and a bit of sci-fi, The Wellspring is the 12th book in the Kaitlyn and the Highlander series.

I woke to the soothing sound of a peaceful serenade...except there’s nothing peaceful about being kidnapped after being sold to the Devils of Sin. This never should have happened, because I did everything right. I accepted the invitation, attended the masquerade in the depth of the forsaken forest, and danced with whomever requested. The longer one remains, the more debt is cleared from the family name, so I danced through the night. I survived to the final note—and let me emphasize the survive part—but I’m starting to realize where the real problem lies.

Magnus said, “There are always the same stars, mo reul-iuil.” “Always.” Then I added, “And way over there, past the horizon, beyond what you can see, is a castle. It’s called Kilchurn, and a boy was born there. He grew up in the shadows of a mountain named Ben Cruachan.” I glanced at him from the corner of my eye.