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I feel like I spend my whole life putting out fires. That's probably just part of the territory with being a magpie-shifter from such a chaotic family. All I want is to keep my loved ones safe and have some fun. I've never been cut out to be the responsible one. And Jordan Houjin is still everything I remember...hot, sexy arrogance and smoldering smart mouth. Except now he's angry at the world and disappears every time I run into him. But that's fine because I want nothing to do with a vampire my family would never accept anyway. Don't I?

A contract? It’s a good cause. Why should I say no? Does his motive really matter? I’ve never met my best friend. Is that weird? Didn’t think so. Anonymity gives me freedom to say things I’d never say to someone’s face. And then he breaks it. Yep, the arrogant jerk injects himself into my life without any word or warning. Oh, and the best part? He just happens to be the billionaire owner of the social media company I work for. That’s right, people! He’s my boss!

Accompanied by a powerful vampiress, an innocently alluring healer, a fiercely honor-bound druidic warrior, and a sultry (if badly-behaved) doppelganger, Lazarus has his hands full as he makes deals with deities to grow his power for him and his harem. But his vampiress lover insists that his strength would be even greater if Lazarus was able to seduce some of the dark creatures that have beset his kingdom, turning their allegiance and pitting them against the demonic goddess Sanguiana.

Who said prison was going to stop me from getting what I wanted? I thought breaking out of there was going to be the hardest thing I ever did. I should have known. Being the leader of The Black Widows is never that easy. Someone should have warned me that the woman I was about to kidnap was going to bring me to my knees.

I couldn't protect the one person I swore to save. I failed her. Revenge was my mission, my reason to wake up. Getting recruited by Altman Hotels saved me. Until I ran into her: Denielle Keller. She represented the dark that had started it all. I avoided her for as long as I could. Now, we live under the same roof. And my hate for her is stronger than ever.

Cooper Pierce, single dad and chiseled by God. Blue eyes that could melt panties like Superman. My cutesy boutique is on the edge of bankruptcy. And Cooper just flew in with his red cape and meticulously carved six pack to save the day. There's one teeny tiny little catch. He needs me to play wifey for three months. And move into his daddy-warbucks mansion. So I’ll wear his fat 4.3 carat diamond ring and fall in love with his two adorable little daughters. But his fierce protective streak makes it hard to stay out of his bed.

In September 2019, Max Morgan boarded a vintage Twin Beech aircraft with his five co-workers and was pulled back in time to northern Germany 1,700 years earlier. Max’s family found acceptance from the local villagers, and Max trained them in tactics to turn them into a cohesive fighting force that made the Romans nervous. His introduction of black powder grenades and the use of his firearms were significant force multipliers, but that did not stop the Romans from visiting tragedy on his tribe and his family.

In this dark, romantic fantasy, the battle for love, power, and the very fate of Crimson Keep will test Lazarus and his companions. Who will prove to be the strongest ally in their quest to defeat the malevolent new goddess, Sanguiana? Prepare for a breathtaking journey filled with mystery, passion, and peril, where alliances are forged and broken, and the line between love and bloodlust blurs.

Lazarus Cross, once a mortal champion, now strides the path of the divine, his powers burgeoning to rival those who once sought to control him. His journey leads him to the foreboding city of Ravenhold, nestled in the shadowy Blackspine Mountains, where Queen Desdemona reigns under the dark influence of the goddess Sanguiana. With the aid of his loyal harem, Lazarus must confront Valka, the traitorous goddess whose machinations have entwined his destiny with hers for centuries.

Oh, who’s even surprised? I spilled my drink on his fancy chinos, yes. They call it an accident for a reason. Is it happenstance or fate? This guy’s new to the area. He and his boyfriend just moved in across the street from my coffee place. Well, not my coffee place, I don’t own it or anything. I just go there every day. Now Alex does too. I wasn’t in the market for a new BFF, but Alex is attentive, smart, the kind of guy any woman would want in her life. Yes, he also happens to be yummy hot. Just my luck he’s… Except it’s not true.

Maxwell Morgan has always been a very practical guy. He started working at age fifteen because his foster family was stretched thin. He joined the army right out of high school to earn money for college. Even after getting his first job after college, he kept working the three jobs that let him get there—National Guard infantryman, farmer, and blacksmith. About nine months into his new job as an HR Generalist, Max’s boss arranged a one-week team-building event for the team. Max and his five attractive, female co-workers boarded the plane for Sheridan, Wyoming, and then things went sideways.

In September 2019, Max Morgan boarded a vintage Beech Twin aircraft with the five ladies from his office and the three-person flight crew for a flight to Sheridan, Wyoming. Max’s boss had scheduled a team-building exercise for survival training, so they had bags packed with camping gear, firearms, and ammunition. Then the aircraft hit a mysterious vortex in the air that pulled them inexorably toward the west at a dizzying speed. That vortex dumped their aircraft back in time in northern Germany 1,700 years earlier.

As an elven weaponsmith, Elara is an expert in crafting beautiful, deadly things. When an underwater city known as the Deep sends for her help, she's determined to answer the call . . . but between murderous gangsters and razor-sharp foreign politics, Elara is ill-equipped to handle the situation on her own.

Ever since making my home in the town of Felgarde, life has been mighty interesting. From magical mishaps to peculiar monsters, this place is awash with mysteries for a realm guard to solve. And that's just my day job. On top of my role as a guard, I've got plenty of time to relax with the women in my life, including Knight Glacie, the beautiful high elf I'm now partnered with on patrols.

The trip to Zairn’s island resort is exactly the breather I need. Five-star, all expenses paid, I can clear my head and focus on my true goal. I want to find the one. You know? The One. I’m not looking for him in the Bahamas. At least not until Toria signs us up for a singles program: Love in Paradise. Dates, group events, single men, single women, it’s worth a shot, right?

Blackwood is under siege and it's all my fault. My conscience won't let me rest until I've made sure the outcasts living here are safe. No harm will come to them because of my actions. And, since the Lords are out of commission—also my fault—they can't stop me. But it also means they can't bail me out. I have to figure this out on my own, or I'll never find closure on Em's murder. So I'll step through that portal. I'll face my fears and desires alike because Blackwood is in danger. And no one messes with my city.

In a world where gods vie for dominion and darkness looms on the horizon, Lazarus Cross, once a mere mortal, now wields power that rivals the heavens. With each step, he defies the very gods who once held sway over him.

Bonus look at our couples between novels! Babies... Suddenly they're all anyone talks about. All we talk about. What is our plan for the future?

Did I take a risk? Hell yeah! Was it worth it? Damn right. Who says a woman can't go get her man?

Guess who showed up in my office in the middle of the night? Billionaire CEO Zachary Kintyre. No big deal. It's his building, the guy can go wherever he wants. Not newsworthy? Maybe not. Except he's naked. Stark naked. And he needs me to save his ass. That should've been it. The beginning and end of our association. Why didn't I leave it there? I swore I wouldn't succumb to his charms, but before I know it, we're spending the weekend in bed.