Death walks beside me. Two weeks ago, I was hired by the Dragon Prince of Zaru to help his brother, the King, deal with their dead. Not that there is an abundance of corpses in their kingdom, but those who die aren't staying in their graves. As a necromancer, I'm one of the few people on Serai who can put the dead to rest and discover why they are rising. As a Raltven, I'm particularly good at it. Good enough that the King of Zaru sent his brother across the sea to find someone like me. At first sight, desire sparked between Prince Racmar and me. On the way to Zaru, our attraction for each ...

This Ravyn has the soul of a hawk. My name is Ravyn. I'm a human soldier in a Fae army of shapeshifters run by a warlord. I'm a simple man; I like the three Fs—Feasting, Fighting, and Fu- well, you know the last one. I don't have many expectations for my life beyond those things and that's just fine by me. But when two fae amulets are stolen and only a human can retrieve them, my warlord asks me to help. He is the Hawk Lord—honorable, brave, terrifyingly powerful, and hot enough to set my pants on fire with a single look. That look was all it took to get me to agree to one of the most ...

I'm destined to end the war. To do that, I must empower my fellow Wraith Lords. But to share my magic with them, I have to fall in love. I've managed it three times already. Quite a feat for me, a guy who was raised to stay away from people out of fear that they might discover my secret—that I'm the only human on Varr with magic. But the secret's out, and I'm finally accepted for who I am. I can do this. I can fall in love again and bring that man into our elite fighting team. I even have someone in mind. But Taroc isn't the easiest man to get to know. Even as we get closer, I feel as if ...

The Dragons of Serai Series continues in another gripping, sexy tale that crosses worlds. Get transported to Serai, a world populated by exciting fantasy races and ruled by Dragons searching for their eternal mates. My life wasn't going anywhere, but it was still my own. Until the day a light appeared on a Hawaiian beach and swallowed me whole. It spat me out into a deadly underwater world full of monsters and magic. But I was saved from the monsters by the greatest monster of all—a Sea Dragon. A monster who is also a man. A king, no less. And having saved my life, he claimed it as his. ...

My life changed the day I tried to take his. Mhavenna is a glorious city but, like every city on the face of Serai, it's run by Dragons. As a human, I'm on the lowest rung of the racial ladder here, as far from an illustrious Dragon as I could be, and I've made me peace with that. I don't like Dragons much, but like or dislike has nothing to do with my work. So when my broker offered me the task of killing the Dragon King, I took it. It was the sort of kill that could make an assassin's career, and I was certain that I had the skills for it. I was wrong, nearly dead wrong. The King caught ...

I have three lovers and I'm about to add a fourth. Not because I'm greedy but because we need to form a stronger fighting team to kill the Corrupter. My love literally empowers men. We fall in love, bond, then go kick ass. Romantic, right? No, not very. But I'm good with it. How could I not be? I'm the one who they share. I don't do the sharing. I've got the best part of this deal. But sometimes things get smoky. Hazy. Complicated. Too many fires to put out. Too many lovers to satisfy. And too many suitors to consider. Just when I thought things were perfect with Taroc, someone new showed ...

A broken heart sent me running right into his arms. I live in a world of magic, but I'm a man of science. Nothing thrills me more than learning, be it a new language, culture, or the way something works. That is, until I fell for the Dragon Prince of Zaru. After he mated another man, I found myself listless, searching for something to ease the heartache. So when the offer of an archaeological job in Ha'tezan came to me, I accepted it instantly. I didn't ask what it paid or who was hiring me; I didn't care. I just needed to get out of Zaru. My employer is a king—King Xa'din of Ha'tezan. At...

The Dragons of Serai Series continues in this epic clash of worlds! My life was perfect. Or so I thought. I'm Mason Byrne and I'm a rock star. I travel the world, have millions in my bank account, and take a new lover every night. What could be better than that? Then one night, I'm playing the Tokyo Dome and a light appears onstage. Not a spotlight but a ragged oval of glowing, sparking energy that appeared in midair and swallowed me whole. The next thing I knew, I was on another planet, a world called Serai where humans are in the minority and shapeshifting Dragons rule. Luckily, I found a...

I've spent most of my very long life an outcast. Driven out of my home and dread by my mother, I wandered the seas of Serai until the Dragon God, the source of the Sea Dragons' magic, was trapped by the Dragon Goddess. Without a connection to Karadas, my kind were forced into hibernation. All but me. Because I'm different. I have more Fire in me than other Sea Dragons, enough to make me something else. I avoided hibernation, but without my Water magic, I couldn't survive in the sea. I left the water and didn't return for centuries, not until the Dragon God was freed and the Sea Dragons woke...

Some men just won't take no for an answer. My life was good. Simple. I had a cushy job in the Falcon Army baking bread and fancy desserts for our warlord. But ever since I saved the Falcon Lord's life, he won't stop hounding me to become his valorian. He doesn't even know if it will work; I might end up with an extended lifespan and that's it. But he insists that I'm meant to be his, and damn if I don't want it to be true. I just wish that becoming the Falcon Lord's valorian didn't include all that other stuff. You know, like immortality and the likelihood that being immortal won't save me ...

I shared my soul to save his life. It seems as if great happiness is for other men. For most of my life, it's eluded me. I get close and then it disappears. But when I watched Sergeant Ryker Drellan slide across an icy battlefield to save my army from an unexpected attack, something inside me began to hope. He gave his life for ours that day, but I brought him back with the help of my soul stone, the Fox Soul. I'm the warlord of the Fox Army—a blended fighting force of faeries and humans. I've been the Fox Lord for many years, but I've never met a soldier like Ryker. He's rash, brave, ...

To live happily harem after, you have to fight for your fairy tale. Five classic fairy tales take on a reverse harem* twist in the first installment of Happily Harem After. Experience Alice in Wonderland, The Four Clever Brothers, Beauty and the Beast, Peter Pan, and Cinderella in ways you never have before.

I didn't even like the man whose life I saved. Kardri Vangrarre is my warlord; I serve as a captain in his army—the Leopard Army. I respect him, and even admire him, but I don't like him. At all. He's vain, arrogant, and way too public with his abundant love life. In fact, he was right in the middle of one of his freaky, public orgies when we were attacked. I acted purely on instinct when I pushed him out of the way. I had no idea that I'd get hit instead, or that the green fireball would kill me. The Leopard Lord didn't have to save my life just because I saved his, but that's what he ...

Fairies are being turned to stone! Seren is faced with a ruthless enemy who seems to have discovered a way to steal magic from fairies. All evidence points to Lana Clach—ex-queen of the Colorado Underground—but the Councils aren't convinced. Can Ambassador Seren prove Lana's guilt before it's too late? Or is the future already etched in stone?

Sometimes being a crown prince was incredible, and sometimes you were just royally screwed. The Fenrir shifters had ruled Cadmeera successfully for thousands of years and Crown Prince Raz'mar Kinsharae was determined his reign would be as successful as his father’s. Unfortunately, no king could be crowned without bonding with an omega consort, an ancient magical ritual that had to take place first, and so far none of the omegas put forward were his bond mate.