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I killed a girl last night. I did it with my bare hands and an old piece of pipe I found lying next to the dumpster. But that's not the part that got me. The part that scared me, the part I can't seem to wrap my head around and still has me reeling, was that when she charged me, her body shifted - and then she was a wolf. All snapping teeth and extended claws.

I thought watching my Werewolf boyfriend get arrested for murder was the worst experience of my life. But then I was knocked out and dragged off to a cell of my own by the very people who were supposed to protect me from danger. I thought being held prisoner in solitary confinement for weeks on end was the worst experience of my life. But then a visitor came, and I realized I'd been wrong all along. There are worse things than torture and death. Much worse. He wants my blood. More than that, he wants to get into my head.

As a college student, I spend my days in class and my evenings selling sage to PTA moms who do moon rituals to manifest better parking spaces. My best friend is a cat who likes pizza, and a “night out” includes hand delivering mysterious packages to the local “coven” of small business owners who repeatedly invite me to their meetings - clothing optional. My life is weird. But it’s not magic. Magic isn’t real. At least, that’s what I believed - right up until the moment he walks into my store. 

The last three books in the best-selling Witches of Half Moon Bay series. Action-packed urban fantasy with a heavy dose of paranormal romance. Witches, werewolves, and wtf. You know that still, small voice we all have inside us? The one that helps us when we don’t know where to turn? Yeah, I have that too except it’s not my conscience or one of those little devils on the shoulder whispering advice. Her name is Hina. And she’s anything but the voice of reason. In fact, this witch is magical AF and pissed at her ex.

Malou has just turned sixteen—hardly old enough to be out in the world on her own—and all she knows for sure is that she’s of mixed race and that she was left at an orphanage as a newborn. When the orphanage burns to the ground, she finds out that she may have been born in a small town in Ontario’s cottage country. Parry Sound turns out to have quite a few young brown faces, but Malou can’t believe they might be related to her. After she finds work as a cleaner in the local hospital, an Aboriginal boy named Jimmy helps her find answers to her questions about her parents.

I killed a girl last night. I did it with my bare hands and an old piece of pipe I found lying next to the dumpster. But that’s not the part that got me. The part that scared me, the part I can’t seem to wrap my head around and still has me reeling, was that when she charged me, her body shifted–and then she was a wolf.

"You are nothing but a monster dressed in a pretty little bow." For years, there has been peace amongst the worlds. Even as Anastasia longs to celebrate, her recurring nightmares have prevented her from fully embracing the harmony. She desires to believe her fear is unwarranted, that it's simply the result of spending an entire life at war. But it's not long before a new enemy arrives, a deadly siren who sets her sights set on obtaining the one person Anastasia cannot live without.

Malou has just turned 16. She is hardly old enough to be out in the world on her own, and all she knows for sure is that she's of mixed race and that she was left at an orphanage as a newborn. When the orphanage burns to the ground, she finds out that she may have been born in a small town in Ontario's cottage country.

Demon beasts from the depths of hell are hunting me. They want my magic. And they're willing to take it at the expense of my life.They would have already succeeded if it weren’t for the three men determined to keep me alive.

Smoke billowing from crumbled brick was all that remained of the city Anastasia and Dakota once called home. That is, until the very man who destroyed it pieces it back together. Now, the people of Seattle see him as a hero who put the beasts back into their cages.

Sam's angry and lost. Her destiny was to heal, but so far, all she's done is hurt herself and others. When Alex chooses another woman's healing over hers, Sam's doubts and fears become the very thing that separates her from her true potential. Despite Sam's broken heart, she is determined to make her magic work, no matter the cost. No price can be higher than the one she paid watching Alex walk away.  Sam will do whatever it takes. And she'll never stop trying to change Alex's mind - and his heart. But Alex has his orders, and he doesn't care who they affect. 

Sophie Galen is an advice columnist from the suburbs of Philly. Like many sensitive women, she's done her best to create a shelter for herself in order to live in a safe, predictable world, protecting her vulnerable self: her mind, her heart, and her soul. Then he came into her life and blew the walls in.  When Marek Thurzo arrived, he brought with him all the secrets she never wanted to know: the world outside was not what she thought. There were people and creatures and powers she'd never dared to believe exist.

Sam has regained her memory and with it, the Knowing. There is powerful magic inside her, and it is more than enough to heal the sick werewolves. If only she could figure out how to use it. Alex Channing knows Sam is the only one who can heal him. But he knows better than anyone: magic always comes with a price. And he refuses to let Sam get hurt because of him. He'd rather die than cause her pain. With Alex's days numbered and more and more feral werewolves being drawn to Sam, she must learn to wield what's inside her and claim her inheritance before it's too late....

If I had to choose one word to sum up all of my problems, this would be it. Without hybrids, I wouldn’t have to watch my best friend slowly becoming a monster. Without hybrids, I could let go of the mentality “hunt or be hunted.” CHAS wouldn’t be scouring the Earth, intent on slaughtering and using Alex to do it. Without hybrids, I wouldn’t have to be on guard that losing my temper meant losing my shape.

Wood Point Academy is not at all what I expected. For one thing, it looks like a cross between military school and Buckingham Palace. Everyone stares, the floors shine so bright you can see your reflection in them from a mile away, and no one smiles. Unless they're kicking your butt in the process.

Somewhere on another astral plane, a lover's quarrel between gods, millennia old, has come full circle. Ea, a dark and ancient god and the father of the first werewolf, is hell-bent on destroying his supernatural offspring. He'll use anyone and everyone he can to get it done even from beyond the physical. For now, his vessel is the evil and mysterious Indra, a witch whose powers only slightly outweigh her penchant for hitting on the help.  

Sam has spent the last six months sorting through plots against the people she cares for most. Learning who to trust - and who to kill. And just when she thought she had it all figured out, the good guys separated from the bad, her world is upended. Sam knows it’s up to her to stop what’s coming - and who is bringing it. If she doesn’t, the goddess inside her will take over, erasing what’s left of Sam’s sense of self. 

After a brutal childhood left her with both physical and emotional scars, Anastasia has fought for years to put an end to the nightmares. It's with him, the boy next door who is now the man she cannot live without, that she can finally hope for a happy ending. But in Anastasia's world, hope is a very, very dangerous thing. When she is kidnapped and dragged into a perilous world, Anastasia discovers that her nightmares are not figments of a broken mind, but premonitions of her new reality. Can she fight her way to freedom when the only person who ever believed in her is a world away?

World's apart, Anastasia and Dakota both face the fight of their lives. Hope is little more than a four-letter word as she struggles to survive, and he fights to maintain peace in Terrenia. Until the Sorceress returns. Armed with more power than any other in all the worlds, she is the only one who stands a chance at stopping the darkness heading straight for them.

Something happened to Ava. The curving scar on her face is proof. Ava would rather keep that something hidden - buried deep in her heart and her soul. But in the woods on the outskirts of town, the traces of someone else’s secrets lie frozen, awaiting Ava’s discovery - and what Ava finds threatens to topple the carefully constructed wall of normalcy that she’s spent years building around her. Secrets leave scars. But when the secret in question is not your own - do you ignore the truth and walk away? Or do you uncover it from its shallow grave and let it reopen old wounds?