Showing results by publisher "JB Trepagnier" in Science Fiction & Fantasy

Hades kidnapped me. Yeah, that Hades. Greek mythology is real, and I’m learning the gods are real dicks. I’m tasked with caring for the monsters in the Underworld. Oh, yeah, Demeter is pissed about the whole Persephone thing. She’s kidnapped her daughter and making the monsters fight for sport. Persephone is quite happy in the Underworld according to Hades pet dog...who has three heads and is kind of a goof. I’ve met a Kraken, a minotaur, a phoenix, and a black widow spider. I’ve also met Hephaestus, the God of the Forge, who has been abused by his family.

I murder the bad guys on my downtime. You could say it’s one of my favorite hobbies. If someone wanted to get rid of me, I have this entire history of arson and murder they could have used. So, who framed me for embezzling and why? And why was I sent to Scorchwood as a first-time offender? It’s in Hell because that’s where they send the truly evil to rot.

My clients at my vet clinic have always called me an animal whisperer. I’ve never questioned it. Until I started hearing monsters, too. A man came in right at closing with a sick dog. The dog told me why he was sick, and I was able to treat him. I had no idea his owner would kidnap me. I had no idea his owner had an entire dungeon of monsters he wanted me to treat. I’ve met a minotaur, a mysterious kraken, a phoenix, and this really massive spider. I can hear them, too. If monsters are real and I can talk to them, then what am I?

I was supposed to be going to Harvard on a full ride. I’ve always been excellent at chemistry. Turns out my knack for chemicals was because my mum is a witch and a potions master. Apparently, now I’m going to Fortuna Conservatory instead, something about being the princess of Hell. Something big is happening. My birth wouldn’t have been foretold if it wasn’t. I need to unlock all of my gifts as half angel half witch because whatever is going on, I’ve only scratched the surface.

I’ve been running from my duties as the heir to the supe kingdom to marry Cade, my intended, and create more hybrid children for centuries. I’ve been playing soldier, spy, assassin, or whatever takes me close to the action instead. My parents and my people think I just need time to sow my royal oats, but I love this too much to give it up.

I know why no one said anything when Zeus came to the underworld. I know there’s a plan to get Hephaestus back. There’s also a lot I don’t know that I need to learn fast. I have this mysterious demonic form from my father that I need to learn to access. Hephaestus made all these weapons capable of taking down Olympians if they came, but I don’t know how to use them. I’m not going to get lucky again like I did with Demeter. I have to learn all this, and if I don't, I’ll be grounded in my room when everyone tries to rescue my God.

Sorry, not sorry, you’d say it too if you’d ever been to Neverland. I know the big story is that Wendy Darling is the first girl to end up on Neverland because girls are too smart to fall out of their prams. I’m living proof that’s a lie. Wendy was just the first time Peter actually asked permission before he took a girl to Neverland to be his mother. I guess he learned his lesson from me. He kidnapped me from my bed while I was sleeping and just expected me to be his mother. I’d rather be a lost boy than his mother. Peter eventually gave up on me.

After a lifetime in the foster care system, at 26, I received a strange visit. Okay, I may have made it weird, answering the door naked. I find out the truth about my parents, inherit a huge manor house and a fortune, and I find out there’s some weird prophecy about my birth. I’ve also been tricked into starting the apocalypse by this wicked-looking cat who might be the Antichrist. Did I mention the cat is named after my missing twin brother?

My story could banish me from Neverland and the two most important women in my life. But they’ve asked for it, and I can’t tell them no. We’ve settled down to a Peter Pan free Neverland. I’ve even gone back to teaching. I think everyone’s favorite part of the night is our story time. But Jade and Elise have asked for my story. Everything about my past from before I got to Neverland and the full story about what happened between me and Peter Pan. I’m not proud of some of the things that evil boy brought out in me.

A lycan, a fae, an incubus, and a dragon walk into a bar. It sounds like some supernatural punch line, but my bodyguards and centuries old friends end up fated as my mates. I’m dumb enough to think it’ll all work out with two shifters as mates, a snooty fae prince, and an incubus. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. My mates go from best friends to enemies in a blink of an eye because of me.

And then daddy dearest enters stage left. So, I met my father. I beat the crap out of him, but I haven’t killed him yet. Yet being the operative word. I still haven’t made up my mind about that. I had my to-do list before I broke out of Scorchwood and killing him was a major part of my big kill list. I mean, the man framed me, sent me to prison in Hell, then had a mad warlock experiment on me. So, now we are uneasy allies. The fate of two realms is resting on my shoulders. That doesn’t mean I might not still decide to kill him if we manage to pull this off.

My familiar brings us word. Another one of my mates has their life on the line with this deadly game with the Hellhounds and the mysterious Prince of Hell. They don’t seem to know Lilith is on our side. We have our secrets too. The game strikes a little too close to home and I’m in a fighting mood. It’s time to fight back. I have this idea I can play the Hellhounds like they’ve been trying to play me. My little game goes a little too far as my angel gifts start appearing when I’m not trying to call them.

Will fell in love with a demon. But he is not entirely human himself. From sheltered, home-schooled boy to heaven's weapon, Will is not prepared for any of this.

Cendis and Avala. A planet of fire and a planet of ice. After war broke out between the planets, they seemed to be cursed by their gods. Cendis lost fire, and Avala lost ice. A truce was called, and both planets cut off contact except for secret factions. The factions have discovered a paradise planet. The night they intend to bring it to the king, a celestial event occurs. The king on both planets and all of his advisors abruptly die, and all of their wives, no matter what their age, suddenly fall pregnant.

The migrations to Ragnis Crystal have started. The secrets of the bond animals and the Waljan teenager’s gifts have been revealed. An ancient race of aliens have made themselves known and are trying to guide the Waljans in their journey. Painful changes to all of their DNA must be endured to strip away what was always meant to be. As their new society begins to grow and flourish and new gifts are being developed, something is not sitting right with gentle Elan.

Kate is driving home from working a double at the hospital. She misses her turn and is crossing train tracks. There's no train signal, but she sees it coming and thinks she misses the train. All of a sudden, there is a blinding white light and she wakes up naked in a white room. Is she dead? There is a scientist conducting experiments on her. Waking up in another white room, Kate panics. She’s stronger now and easily dents the steel door keeping her in. She manages to escape the facility keeping her, but nothing is right.

Liam Collins wants to be a writer more than anything else. After unceremoniously being laid off from his job at the paper after thirty-seven-years, he thinks he finally has time to write that book. As his writer’s block continues, he spends his time gardening and brewing his own beer. One day, he notices someone has been stealing peas in his garden in the idyllic Irish countryside. Only meaning to scare them off, he accidentally shoots someone in the dark in his patch. Following them to the Hawthorn tree, there is a wailing girl up there dressed in strange, ripped clothing who doesn’t appear to understand him or have the ability to speak except in strange noises.