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Fairy and law enforcement agent Dulcie O'Neil is in trouble. And so is her friend and master vampire, Bram. Finding themselves on the wrong side where illegal potions importer Jax Rochefort is concerned, now their only focus is finding a way to stay alive. Any way she looks at it, Dulcie is in a bad way. It might just take the perseverance and determination of a certain hunky Loki named Knight to rectify the situation. But even Knight doesn't know what he's up against...

Looking for a fresh start, I just became the proud owner of a piece of New Orleans history: an Antebellum-era two-story house in the Garden District. It's going to take time and a fat wallet to restore the fixer-upper to its former glory, but after my recent divorce, I could use the distraction. And a stiff drink, but that's another story . . . It's not long before I discover I've moved into the haunted house of the flirtatious and very much dead, Drake Montague. Now I'm receiving kisses from unseen lips and caresses from ghostly hands.

I’m under the influence of centuries-old, incredibly powerful vampire Meg, and, as such, I’m wreaking havoc all over Splendor and the Netherworld. But, I can’t help it. I’m not even aware of what’s going on.

In an attempt to cleanse whatever entity Trina and I let into my house after our bout with a Ouija board, things have only gotten worse. When the entity begins to sap Drake's strength, I realize I have to do something and that something needs to be done now . . . While Drake does definitely drive me crazy with his pretentious airs, his womanizing ways and his jealousy, the idea of coming home to an empty house leaves me feeling . . . well, empty. Yes, it's true—I'm pretty fond of my ghostly Casanova.

My name is Neva, or "Snow White", as patrons of the Wicked Lyre tavern know me. There, I dance for the wealthy and lecherous. Void of my memories, my life before the age of 12 is a mystery I don’t have time to solve, chained as I am to my cruel master. Enter Herrick Vorst.

Fairy and law enforcement agent, Dulcie O'Neil, has to face the fact that her father, the Head of the Netherworld, is also Public Enemy Number One. In joining a group of rebels who would see her father dethroned, Dulcie will realize just what it means to go against her own blood. Throw in her tattered relationship with Knight Vander and the shock of a lifetime and Dulcie's life just went from bad to worse.

Fairy and law enforcement agent, Dulcie O'Neil, finds her life is pretty boring at the moment. Her hunky boyfriend and boss, Knight Vander, is busy setting up the new world order in the Netherworld and hasn’t been around much. Consequently, Dulcie is put in charge of Headquarters for the ANC (Association for Netherworld Creatures). Unfortunately for her, she doesn’t have a whole lot to keep her occupied. Well, that is, until Jax Rochefort storms into Headquarters and her life.

Dulcie O'Neil is a fairy working in law enforcement for the Netherworld. When Knight Vander approaches her with a case regarding comatose victims, she agrees to help him, imagining the most difficult part will be combatting her attraction to him. What Dulcie isn't betting on is the case becoming personal - but all the victims are somehow linked to her. When her best friend falls victim to the Dreamstalker, Dulcie must do everything in her power to ensure her friend's survival, including associating with criminals.

Fairy and law enforcement agent, Dulcie O'Neil has just discovered that her father is the Head of the Netherworld, and a double-dealing, illegal potions importer. Worse yet, she's now working for him. Knight Vander, Dulcie's boyfriend and Head of the Association of Netherworld Creatures is on to her father, but, in the process, will he discover Dulcie's secret? And if he does, will it mean his life?

Dulcie O'Neil knows she's at fault for failing to arrest a wanted criminal, but when her partner gets pinned for the crime, she'll stop at nothing to ensure his innocence. What Dulcie isn't planning on is a trip to the infamous Netherworld where chaos rules. Between battling the affections of a mysterious vampire, protecting herself from monsters, and ensuring the innocence of the one man who would die for her, Dulcie's trip to the Netherworld isn't sunshine and strawberry daiquiris.

For Whom the Spell Tolls is the sixth audiobook in the Dulcie O'Neil series (Fantasy Romance Books): A war between The Resistance and the Netherworld, A vampire who isn't all that he appears, and the ultimate price that must be paid. Dulcie O'Neil thought her luck couldn't get much worse but it's about to get a whole lot worse. Forced into declaring war against the Netherworld and her father, Dulcie will find herself fighting for everything she believes in. In the process, she'll have to decide whether or not to trust a centuries old vampire, a decision which literally will mean life or death.

Dulcie O’Neil is a fairy. And not the type to frolic in gardens. She’s a Regulator - a law-enforcement agent who monitors the creatures of the Netherworld to keep them from wreaking havoc in the mortal world. When a warlock is murdered and Dulcie was the last person to see him alive, she must uncover the truth before she’s either deported back to the Netherworld, or she becomes the next victim. Enter Knight Vander, a sinfully attractive investigator sent from the Netherworld to work the case with Dulcie.

I’ve returned to London with my proverbial tail between my legs. After the death of my beloved husband, I took my broken heart and retreated to Paris, where I’ve been living for the last year. But finally, deciding I need to face the ghosts of my past, I’ve returned...and now find myself sitting in a jail cell in Scotland Yard, the precinct of the London police. I’ve been accused of stealing a diamond necklace. Really, there’s no mystery there—I’m guilty and I’ve admitted as much.

Emma’s school is attacked by possessed werewolves, who glow with an eerie blue light. Emma knows she needs Stone’s help, but how will she respond when she learns Stone’s secrets? And Pagan is starting to realize Nyx isn’t all she seems. Can he trust her or will doing so mean his downfall?

After I purposely botch my leader’s attack on Jolie, I find myself returned to my old life, a life I thought I’d wanted. But the adage, “be careful what you wish for, because you might get it” will take on new meaning once I find myself playing hostage to my own people.

After returning to Woodfall Gath and Nicolo learning the truth about what I am and what I was sent to the Gath to do, I find myself in a grave situation. "Grave" as in I’m being sent to the castle dungeons where I’ll be left to rot. Or worse.

I'm not sure where my loyalties lie. Of one thing I'm certain: my fraternal twin sister, Jolie, who also happens to be the Queen of the Underworld, should be my sworn enemy. But after spending months with Jolie, I can’t deny the fact that I genuinely care for my sister, even though I shouldn’t. If it weren’t maddening enough that my relationship with Jolie is anything but black and white, then there’s Sinjin.

I’m still stuck playing the part of prisoner to my sister. But that’s not the worst of it. That title is reserved for my keeper…Sinjin Sinclair.

Master Vampire Sinjin Sinclair is the bane of my existence.... Abandoned on the battlefield by my own people, I must now face the fact that I'm playing prisoner to the Underworld Queen, who also happens to be my sister. As the days and months go by with no word from my people, I'm pretty sure life couldn’t get much worse. But it's about to get a whole lot worse—and Master Vampire, Sinjin Sinclair, is the reason why. Once I'm placed in Sinjin’s care, I find myself battling the undeniable magnetism of the vampire, the one creature I despise above all others.

Now at the fresh age of 42, I’m looking for a new start, a new book, and even new love—something I’m hoping to find with the local blacksmith named Leo. Leo seems to be all contradictions: hulking but shy, soft-spoken yet enormous, boyish yet in his mid-40s. What I’m not planning on, however, is that the little cottage I’ve moved into, called Bluebells, is haunted!