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When death is just the beginning, and coming back means risking everything... I thought dying was the worst thing that could happen to me. I was wrong. Trapped as a ghost in gypsy Lydia Morton's body, I've spent months watching life from the backseat—unable to speak, unable to act, unable to warn anyone about the danger closing in. But when a soul-sucking vampire attacked, everything changed. Suddenly, I found myself back in control of Lydia's body... but Lydia's soul is gone. Now I face an impossible choice: accept my second chance at life in a borrowed body, or risk everything to bring ...

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.

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.

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.

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.

Boxed set of the complete "Gates of the Underworld" series of Greek mythology romance, including: Wrath of the Gods (Book #1) In this addictive Greek Mythology Romance series, I face the wrath of Ares, the god of war, who wants me dead. My life has been a facade of beauty for 250 years, but when my sister Janie dies, everything changes. Seeking help from my mother, the goddess Aphrodite, I embark on a perilous journey to the underworld. Along the way, I encounter Adonis, Queen Azhrea, and a host of challenges. Can I survive and confront Ares, who seeks revenge on my mother? Relics of Ruin (...

So, it’s official: Andre and I are now an item. How do I feel about it? Excited and just a little nervous. Okay, a lot nervous—what if I mess this up? I’ve promised myself that I won’t focus on the negative! Instead, I’m trying not to be too depressed because Andre is leaving Haven Hollow for a few weeks. Why? Because he’s a traveling Magician. As a goodbye present, I’ve whipped up a potion I haven’t made in a long while: Gypsy Gold. I figure it will make an impressive stage trick when he’s able to turn things into fool’s gold! But after Andre leaves town (taking with ...

Don’t let the quaint town of Haven Hollow fool you—life in this Hollow has been anything but slow. With all the supernatural activity constantly happening here, life is a roller coaster and then some. And yet lately… well, lately things seem to be okay. Everything seems to be running smoothly. Until it’s not. All of a sudden, ordinary humans seem to be remembering things they shouldn’t—things having to do with the supernatural creatures that live among them—in secret. Secrets that are now on the verge of not being so secret. The only explanation I have is the potion I recently...

Welcome to Haven Hollow, a town of monsters. After dating a string of losers and banishing a poltergeist, I packed up my Los Angeles life and my 11-year-old son, and moved...to a town in Oregon with a population of 680. Well, 682 now. Culture shock anyone? Ahem, never mind that.... New starts can happen anywhere, right? I hope so, because I need to start the next chapter of my 43-year life pronto. So, why Haven Hollow? For one reason - there aren’t any witches here. And a witch can make a gypsy’s life...complicated. Oh, right, I’ve put the cart before the horse.

Poppy has always known she was different. Being a gypsy witch with a talent for alchemy is one thing. Having an actual goddess whispering in your mind is another entirely. When a freak accident reveals the power coursing through her veins, power that can heal, transmute, and even command, Poppy is thrown headfirst into a world of volatile magic and supernatural politics. Suddenly, she is no longer just the town’s eccentric gypsy. She is a favored daughter of the goddess, expected to protect life itself, even when it tries to bite her. With a son to raise, a store to run, and her own ...

Being possessed is no walk in the park. Especially when the roommate in your head happens to be a witch that a lot of people want dead—as in the ‘doornail’ sort of dead. Indigo Hallewell, the witch within me, is the exact reason I very nearly met my fate once already. I was able to narrowly escape that debacle owing to my very sexy guardian, Angelo, who also happens to be an incubus. And in case you aren’t sure what an incubus is—it’s a sex demon. Right. I’m literally shacked up with a sex demon. Only this one seems to have a conscience—maybe that’s the reason he hasn’t ...

Everyone who knows me knows I love quality fabrics—there’s really nothing better with which to create my enchanted clothing. So, imagine my surprise and excitement when Lorcan and I attend an auction in Seattle, and I become the proud owner of the most beautiful silk that just happens to be a few hundred years old. And I know just what I’m going to make with it. Yes, there’s a protection spell safeguarding the silk from any sort of damage, but my blood magic will make quick work of that. As soon as my shears cut through the silk, though, it ages immediately, and I’m left with ...

In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity… Or, at least, that’s what Albert Einstein said. But I’m not sure I believe it because it seems everything in my life has gone to heck, but I have yet to find an opportunity in any of it. Things are going so bad, in fact, that I’m wondering if I’ve been cursed. Of course, I don’t really have any enemies, so who in the world would want to curse me? Not only that, but Wanda insists I’m not cursed so maybe this bad luck is just exactly that… bad luck? Well, one thing I do know is that life would be a whole heck of a lot easier if I ...

BOUND TO BEASTS They call me Little Red Riding Hood, but the wolves I've found aren't afraid to bite. I am Blaze, the last of the Chosen Ten, and I've never failed a mission. Until now. One moment I was tracking Morningstar's disciples through the shadows, the next I was dragged into darkness, my magical charm torn from my throat—the one thing that allowed me to see. Now I'm trapped, blind, in a cave that smells of smoke and male heat, completely at the mercy of my captors. And my captors? Three hellhounds whose burning touch sears through my defenses. Ransom, with his commanding presence...

Hi, my name is Lydia, and I’m a gypsy. Or, I was a gypsy. Now, I’m not really sure what I am. What I do know is that I’m in trouble. That’s the reason why I’m in the process of moving to Haven Hollow: because I need the safety and protection only a hollow can offer. After a witch named Indigo walked into my occult shop and literally blew up, her soul affixed itself to mine, and now I’m basically possessed. To make matters worse? Whoever was responsible for Indigo going ‘boom’ knows she’s not exactly dead and gone. Which means he’s now after me. As if I didn’t have ...

Taliyah: The last person I expect to ask me a favor is the headmistress of Blood Rose Academy, Aurea Grimsbane. But when she tells me her daughter, Vivian, has been brutally murdered, I can guess what’s coming next… Yep, Aurea wants me to figure out what happened to Vivian. Of course, my first answer is a resounding ‘no’ because I want nothing to do with that backstabbing witch. But when she threatens the safety of my family, claiming she’s stolen a bone dagger from the would-be Queen of Winter, Janara, my ears perk up. Why? Because that dagger will kill me, and I don’t want to ...

Something is up with Lorcan. And I’m fairly sure I’m not just imagining things—he’s been distracted, working later than usual, appears exhausted, and was that vanilla perfume I smelled on him? Regardless of what’s going on with the undead nuisance, I’ve got my own problems to deal with. Namely, I’ve been pinpointed as the main suspect in a murder! I know—as if I have the time or the interest to kill someone. Ridiculous. Anyway, before this situation gets any worse, I need to prove my innocence, stat. Just how am I going to do that? Stick around and find out…

It's Lorcan's and my anniversary and I'm determined to make it a night to remember. That might not sound like such a big deal, but I'm a witch, which means I haven't been trained in the art of romance. In fact, a few years ago, I wouldn't have even considered being in a relationship with a man, let alone married to one. While I might like to put all my focus on planning the ultimate night out, something wicked this way comes in Haven Hollow. Seems someone is randomly cursing objects in town. While I'm certainly not the type to want to involve myself in such things, the case turns personal ...

When love burns this hot, even demons fear the flames... I thought getting through my ongoing messy divorce was hard enough. Then, a magical accident left me sharing my body with Indigo—a witch with a dark past and even darker enemies. Since then, my life has been anything but ordinary. I’m currently living in Haven Hollow, running an occult bookshop, dodging my petty ex-husband, and trying desperately not to fall for Angelo, the devastatingly handsome incubus who’s become my unlikely protector. But soon, I find myself caught in a dangerous game of magical cat-and-mouse with a shadowy...

I had it all. A powerful coven. A charming Victorian mansion. A sexy car. A couture closet. Credit cards up the wazoo, and an endearing familiar. Actually, scratch that, Hellcat would never be described as "endearing". More like: the bane of my existence. So, I almost had it all. Then a vampire came along and ruined it when he turned me into a Blood Witch. Now, I’ve been kicked out of my coven, kicked out of the mansion, I have no credit to speak of, the Lexus is a thing of the past, and not only am I driving something from the '80s, but it’s also unapologetically yellow.