Grace McGinty

It’s not everyday you get abducted from a strip club in only a thong. While Naja had dreamed of someone rescuing her from her life, this wasn’t how she thought it would go. Sure, on the surface it was perfect. Her abductors were huge, hot and members of a race of supernaturals that were rumoured to be extinct. The Manix. Even the name was terrifying. But someone needed to update their definition of extinct, because they were cluttering up her kitchen, looking at her with desperation that had little to do with sex and everything to do with something more life altering. They insisted she held the key to their survival. They said she was an Omega and they needed to do all sorts of freaky things with her to ensure the continuation of their species. Naja wasn’t against getting a little freaky, but there was a line a sane person wouldn’t cross, but the Manix? They jumped across that line with rippling abs and both feet. However, the Manix were the least of her problems right now. Naja’s life was haunted by something worse than the boogeyman; a monster that leaves flowers on her doorstep like he was putting a tribute on her grave. The Manix may be terrifying, but could they salvation from the very thing that’s chasing her? Or will they be too late to save the only female Omega they will ever find? Manix is a Reverse Harem Omegaverse Standalone with MPREG. Contains M/M goodness.

Azar Nazemi is a firefighter with an ancient secret; she is Ifrit. A race of Djinn, or Genies as they are known to Westerners, the Ifrit have the ability to read a fire and mold it to their will. That makes her job a whole lot easier. When her crew attends a series of deadly arsons that appear to have been lit by one of her own kind, Azar knows it is up to her to track down the rogue Ifrit and stop him before he kills more people. There's only one problem; she’s spent a lifetime avoiding other Djinn and ensuring that the Djinn Ruling Council have no knowledge of her existence. A cold and brutal regime, the Djinn Council want to conscript her into slavery for one hundred years. As she pursues the Rogue, Azar will break the rules of secrecy that surround her world and enlist the help of human Arson Detective, Keenan Reilly. A chauvinist to the core, Detective Reilly has always rubbed Azar up the wrong way, mostly because she'd like him to rub her up the right way, despite her better judgement. But if she is to save her friends and the millions of people who call New York City home, then she is going to have to make a few sacrifices and bend a few rules.

My name is Nova Stone and I was a ghost in my own life until a knock at the door changed my whole world. Applying for guardianship of my infant half-brother was a no brainer, even if I hadn't known he existed. But that was before I met his uncles; two pro ice hockey players, and a CEO. They wanted to take Huey home with them and they were willing to pay me millions of dollars for the privilege. When that didn't work, they managed to convince me that it would be better for my brother–and for me–if I moved into their Ann Arbor mansion. At first, I said hell no. I'd listened to true crime podcasts. I'd read the newspaper articles. But a week of sleepless nights and emotional breakdowns later, I relented. They were helpful, I'd give them that. But they were also hot, and that was a problem. River with his brooding intensity, he was as huge as you'd picture an NHL enforcer to be. His foster brother Devan, who was mysterious and standoffish, and their best friend Rigby, the literal embodiment of a golden retriever in the body of a 6'2 pro athlete. But I had to do what was right for Huey, and anyway, how could I ever choose? And I had to choose...right? STICKS AND STONE is a reverse harem sports romance. There are definitely swear words and steamy bits. This book is a standalone.

Alternate cover edition of ASIN B07WQJZFF2 Welcome to Dark River. Population 0. When Mika McKellen woke up in a stormwater drain while backpacking around Canada, she knew that her mother was right. If you made bad choices, you would end up dead in a ditch. But when she stumbled into Dark River, even her mother could never have dreamed up the residents of this small town in the middle of nowhere, Alberta. Oh, it had all the usual suspects. Quirky diner owners, untrustworthy outcasts and a Sheriff so hot he’d make any red-blooded woman with a heartbeat beg to be in cuffs in the back of his patrol vehicle. No, the really unusual thing about Dark River was that it was entirely populated by the Undead. Vampires to be specific. And so was Mika. As Mika adjusts to the life of a Vampire, a dark presence stalks her from the shadows. One of the residents of Dark River was her maker and her murderer. And they were determined to ensure that Mika never rested in peace.

Tessa May Everett had grown up loving four things in life; bull riding, her father and her best frenemies, Branch and Beau. But in less than eight seconds, she’d lost all four things and the single most important person in her life. Four years later, Tessa May is back and ready to reclaim her dreams. She was going to be the first woman to compete on the professional bull riding circuit, and nothing was going to stop her. Not the Boys Club that already held her to a different standard. Not the other riders who looked at her with barely veiled contempt. And certainly not the reappearance of her former crushes and now rivals. With her best friend Frankie at her side, Tessa May was going to do what she’d dreamed of since she was a little girl; ride rank bulls in front of cheering crowds. And if she happened to ride a few cowboys on the way? Even better. *Warning* This book may contain strong themes that some readers find disturbing or confronting and reader discretion is advised. This is a reverse harem romance, with swearing and a considerable amount of steam.

Welcome to Eden Academy. Safe haven. Melting pot of preternatural beings from shifters to extraordinary humans. Carmen had been attending Eden Prep since before she knew her multiplication tables, and she was ready to graduate, do her time at the Academy and then get the hell out of dodge. She was sick of having a best friend who still saw her as a little kid despite the fact she was seventeen. She was sick of her Alpha older brother telling her what to do. She was sick of always being compared to Enit, her omega and incomparable littermate. The only place she felt free was fighting, and if her parents knew that? They'd kick her ass and keep her locked up in the tiny town of Dark River forever. Well, except her dad X. Carmen was pretty sure he'd be proud that she could kick ass. Carmen needed to get out into the world and live life on her own terms. But the last months of her senior year bring more surprises than she expected. A fiery runaway with a quick smile and even quicker hands. Not to mention the arrival of a boy, no a man, with dark eyes and an even darker past. Hell, maybe Eden was living up to its name after all.

Andrei Ludokov A drunken promotional after party involving unlimited vodka, several social media influencers, puck bunnies for miles, and the goalie from an opposing team, leads to a massive mistake. No, not a surprise pregnancy. I was drunk but not that drunk. No, this mistake was worse because even months later, I can’t get it out of my head and it’s effecting my performance. My coaches are on my case because I’m dragging ass on the ice. My friends are all worried because I holed up in my hometown for the entire off season. There’s only one thing to do, and there’s only one person who can help me. Juniper. My best friend and the social media manager for the IceCaps. Sure, she’ll give me her disappointed face. That sighed, “Dammit, Ludo,” that I’ve heard at least once a month since we were fourteen. But in the end she’ll help me, because she’s my Juniper Berry and she wants me to be happy. I just needed her to commit to it before I had to face “The Norse God” on the damn ice again and all my carefully controlled mistakes spiral out of control. If Rigby Engman and River Cooper can have some kind of polyamorous lifestyle in the NHL, why can’t I?

Omegas. Coveted. Reviled. In a world where reproduction has decreased, Omegas are seen as a salvation, their ability to have children with ease envied to extremes. But Omegas were scarce, so rare that they'd become a commodity, secretively hoarded by the government, right up until their 21st birthday, where they become the grand prize in a nationwide lottery, officially known as The Allotment. Every eligible male has a chance, be they Alpha or Beta. I hated it. I hated that when I revealed as an Omega, all my choices disappeared overnight. My future was decided the moment my parents found me sobbing and overwhelmed, hiding in my own closet, and to hell with my own hopes and dreams. I wanted to rage against my fate, but how did you say no to the very people who ruled the world? Easy answer; you don't. So here I am, Tryst O'Sullivan, being raffled off to random men across the country. Sure, they maintained that they were chosen at random, but what were the chances that I'd bag a honest down-to-earth mechanic one day, and then one of the richest Alphas in the country the next? Something was rotten in the system, and I had no choice but to take it. However, if my new Pack thought they were getting a sweet, docile Omega, they were going to be surprised. I'd fight back on my own if fate decided to f*ck with me one more time. I was used to fighting my battles alone. I was Tryst O'Sullivan, and I would be no man's doormat.

The Daymakers were the hottest alt-rock band since the nineties, the masked members making fans swoon at the very thought of who might be hiding under the skull masks. Known only by their stage names–Royal, Hero, Poet and Knight–their real identities were a carefully held secret. I was third-generation white trash who had no value to society. That was a direct quote from my guidance counselor, by the way. She wasn’t wrong, not really. My mom had OD’ed and my dad was in prison. I had no one and nothing. Our paths should never have crossed. But by a weird twist of fate–and the flying fists of my ex-boyfriend–I ended up in the wrong place at the right time. Hiding from my ex beneath a tour bus, I was a convenient solution to an ongoing problem for the tour company. They needed their band members to stop screwing random groupies and risking the anonymity which brought in millions of dollars for both the band and the label. I needed to get the hell away from LA and earn enough money to have a fresh start.I was taking back my future, and if that meant going on tour across the country as a glorified toy for the pleasure of some masked rockstars, then it was my choice. Unfortunately, the demons of my past weren’t done with me yet.THE DAYMAKERS is a standalone why choose, RH, rockstar romance. This book has sensitive topics. Always check the trigger warnings.

Arcadia was prepared to die alone, working boring temp jobs and eating cereal out of the box, until the time came that her heart finally gave out. But a chance meeting on the subway changes everything. Now she's shacked up with not one guy, but seven intriguing men who are as sexy as well...sin. But she'll soon discover that there is more to the guys than their attractive appearance. Their meeting was not as happenstance as she was led to believe. Arcadia will have to make a choice: boring safety or sexy adventure? This is a reverse harem serial that will be released in 25k word instalments. Recommended for 18+ as it contains some pantie-melting sex scenes.

Arcadia’s dying. But that’s okay. She was prepared to spend her last years alone, working boring temp jobs and eating cereal straight out of the box, until the inevitable moment that her heart finally gave out. That way, she wouldn’t cause anyone any unnecessary grief, and that was noble, right? But a chance meeting on the subway changes everything. Now she's living with not one guy, but seven intriguing men who are all as sexy as, well… sin. But she'll soon discover that there is more to the guys than their attractive appearance and their disconcerting willingness to take care of a complete stranger. They are the embodiment of a Seven Deadly Sins, pawns in an ancient bet, and apparently so was Arcadia, who was meant to be some kind of savior. They chose the wrong girl. Death was knocking at her door, and so was the Devil.

I moved out to LA to participate in a Graphic Design scholarship that turned out to be fake. That was just my luck. But there was no way I could return home. Not to the already disappointed faces of my parents, who have never believed that ‘fiddling around on your computer’ was an actual career. Not back to my friends who thought I was insane for breaking up with my long-term boyfriend to move out here in the first place. Not back to Georgia, full stop. So when I saw an advert in the creative pages for a graphic design and video editing job with three social media influencers–room and board included–it seemed too good to be true. It had to be a skeezy porn director trawling for new 'models', right? But I was desperate and I was willing to try anything. Turns out, I was half right. They were social media influencers alright, but for ClickHeart, a subscription service where… well… they got naked. A lot. Sure, sometimes Everett cooked (naked) and Harrison did pottery (naked) but Darwin literally just stroked his ginormous– Well, you get the point. After their previous video editor uploaded their stuff to The Hub without their permission, the guys had decided it was necessary to have their own live-in designer. But they wanted a guy. Not a girl who was deceptively named Blake. It might have been an accident that they invited me to their place for an interview, but they were the stepping stone I needed to stay in LA and finally achieve my dreams. I just had to get real cool with a lot of things real fast. Should be fine, right?

They say that cats and women will do what they want, and that had never been more true than in the case of Kitten. I mean, she didn’t even have a name; my best friend Beckett and I had named her Kitten when we were fifteen. She’d been dumped on the edge of Maxton, that much was obvious. We hadn’t know when, or why, but she’d been living out there for so long she was a hissing, spitting mess. She could barely speak, she was skin and bones. We’d tried to take her back with us, but she’d be stuffed in the Sanctum, and she’d die. They didn’t care about saving people in there, especially not weird feral girls. Sometimes I thought we’d made a mistake, leaving her out there. We built her a house, in a fucking tree at that. For years we brought her food and clothes, slowly taught her how to speak, made sure she was comfortable as a wild girl could be. We offered over and over to bring her into Maxton, but every time we tried, she fought us tooth and nail, hissing like a house cat. Hence the name Kitten. Then we grew up. Found our Omega, Darius, formed a Pack. Our visits to Kitten got less and less, our frustration growing more and more prominent until there was only animosity between us. Then the world went crazy, and Kitten was at risk. We’d save her now, and it didn’t matter if she hate us or not. At least she’d be alive. Feral is the third standalone book int the Shadow Bred series. This series is Reverse Harem Omegaverse novel with MM and MPREG themes.

My Beta says I had a savior complex, and considering my life's work had revolved around saving my half-sister and getting revenge for my father, he may have been correct. Sure, I did it by becoming one of the most feared criminals south of the border. I never said I was the good guy. Now my sister was safe after exacting revenge for us all, and I was at a loss. What the hell did I do now? Well, I could do what any sane person would do: Break into a top secret government facility and save the Omega that had haunted my dreams for more than a decade. Maybe overthrow an Alpha or two in my spare time. Find a pretty Beta girl and start a real Pack. You know, Average Joe shit.

From Purgatory To Damnation. Some one-night stands are bad, and some are just epic moments of fail. Two pump chumps, three-inch champions, guys who still live in the basement of their Mom's house; these are bad. Having sex with a slumming Archangel and ending up in Purgatory? Way, way worse. After being rescued from Purgatory by an unlikely ally, Serendipity thought she could go back to living out her immortal years in relative obscurity. But then her stomach begins to swell, and she has to face the fact that she'd become impossibly pregnant. For the first time in her long life, she felt real fear. When her allies smuggle her into the protection of Damnation MC, an Outlaw Motorcycle Club with more than a few secrets of their own, she can add unwanted attraction to her list of problems. Judas, dark and mysterious, the President of the MC has no time for Sera or her problems. Cain, his tattooed exterior hiding a damaged heart. Solomon, a ladies man with a beautiful face and a blood-soaked past. Goliath, crazed and brutal, who hates women and seemed to hate Serendipity in particular. Now Sera has to decide if she can trust them, or if the only person she can trust to save her child is herself. SERENDIPITY is a spin-off of the Hell's Redemption Trilogy but can be read stand-alone. This is Book 1 in the Damnation MC Duology. SERENDIPITY is a Reverse Harem romance, contains M/M scenes, some scenes that may make readers uncomfortable, enough profanity to make a nun blush and ends on a cliffhanger.

Sometimes a simple choice, like opening a window, can alter your destiny forever. Five years ago, Isla’s life was as happy as it had ever been. She’d finally had a place and people to call her own. But a split second decision irrevocably changed her life, and there was no going back. Axel, Archer and Wyatt have spent the last five years hunting for Isla across the country after she disappeared from her home one night. Determined to find the girl that completed their Pride like no person before or since, they track her to Louisiana, and are prepared to beg her to come home. But what they find down in the Bayou changes everything, and they soon find themselves in a life or death battle with a psychopathic lion monarch, as they desperately try to convince Isla that not only can she trust them, but that they all belong together. This is a Reverse Harem Romance and the main protagonist has a HEA with more than one man. Heat level: Spicy! Hunting Isla is the first novel in the Black Mountain Mates series.

Raine and her guys are back! It's time to settle down, get into the swing of her eternal life. No more life or death-death situations. No more almost kidnappings. No more drama. She's going to reopen the Immortal Cupcake and become a boring member of Dark River for real. Except she can't bake. And there's an ancient vampire leaving her heads and other undesirable body parts on her front step. And don't forget the ancient dragon shifter king who seems convinced that the great love of her life is one of his progeny. Whatever. It's just another day in paradise.

THE COMPLETE HELL'S REDEMPTION SERIES including bonus Novella! a #Whychoose romance with the devil, swearing, M/M, inappropriate gifts and orgies in Hell. THE REDEEMABLE : BOOK ONE Arcadia’s dying. But that’s okay. She was prepared to spend her last years alone, working boring temp jobs and eating cereal straight out of the box, until the inevitable moment that her heart finally gave out. That way, she wouldn’t cause anyone any unnecessary grief, and that was noble, right? But a chance meeting on the subway changes everything. Now she's living with not one guy, but seven intriguing men who are all as sexy as, well… sin. But she'll soon discover that there is more to the guys than their attractive appearance and their disconcerting willingness to take care of a complete stranger. They are the embodiment of a Seven Deadly Sins, pawns in an ancient bet, and apparently so was Arcadia, who was meant to be some kind of savior. They chose the wrong girl. Death was knocking at her door, and so was the Devil. **** THE UNREPENTANT: BOOK TWO Estrella had a hero complex. Her twin sister, Hope, had teased her about it for as long as she could remember. She’d always been ready to go to battle for the underdog. She loved her job at the Boston P. D., loved that she could make a difference to people’s lives. But when Hope is abducted outside a conference in Geneva, Estrella’s carefully ordered world takes a sharp left turn into darkness. Vowing revenge on the human traffickers that abducted Hope, she begins her hunt for justice. Throw in her best friend, two wildly inappropriate gifts from her pseudo-parent Lucifer, and a sexy mercenary from her past, and she has everything she needs to break the people who broke Hope. Blood will spill and her inner darkness will rise, but Estrella doesn’t care. She may have a savior complex, but what people didn’t seem to realize was she had never been the good twin. **** THE FALLEN: BOOK THREE Hope had always been different. The child that should never have been. A fragile creature who’s empathy made her universally loved by those who knew her. An anomalous mixture of both humanity and the Divine, she walked the line between human and something more. After she was abducted while on a business trip in Europe, Hope is forced to try and find herself beneath the emotions and expectations of others. However, that’s a hard thing to do when she is surrounded by Fallen Angels that all seem to want something from her. Mephistopheles looked at her like she was the key to something he had lost, and Gusion was haunted by a million possible futures that only he could see. Then there was The Angel of Death who kept appearing to stare at the “aberration” like she was as an animal at the zoo, and a hitman who’d been coerced into being her unwilling bodyguard. Her life was a complicated mess. If only she knew what was to come… **** Bonus HELL'S REDEMPTION SERIES Novella: UNHALLOWED ****

Who do you call when you wake up on the side of a mountain, in a hole that you dug yourself, completely naked? And you know… a newly revealed Omega. There was only one choice. The only people I knew who wouldn’t ask too many questions. The Yale Triplets. They’d been my best friends when I was a kid, but they’d disappeared overnight when I was eighteen, and I hadn’t heard from them since. Not a text. Not a single like on my socials. Nothing. But they were back in my hometown, and I was going to have to swallow my pride so they could rescue me. There was no one else. However, when they turn up, sexy blasts from my past, my relief turns to outrage when I realize they’re Alphas, and they’d never said a word. As my Omega makes herself known, I oscillate wildly between wanting to punch them in the dick, and ride the aforementioned appendage into the sunset. Why did Fate have to be such a bitch? Originally published in Knot Over You anthology.

Arcadia couldn’t be sure that she wasn’t hallucinating. On the surface, being invited to live with seven stupidly hot guys did sound a little preposterous. That those seven hot guys were actually the embodiment of the seven deadly sins and she was meant to be their mythical “Redeemer”, well, that’s when things get a bit freaky. But not as freaky as the devil at her door... This is a 25k word reverse harem serial for adults. There will be four instalments in total released.

I wasn’t known for overthinking problems. I was an “ask for forgiveness and not permission” kind of person. So when I got caught with a cock in my sweatshirt after a police raid on a cockfighting ring, it looked bad. Surely they’d know I was trying to rescue the half-dead rooster, right? Unfortunately, there was only one person who could bail me out of this situation and it was my stepbrother’s best friend, Truett Heathstone. Which meant he’d tell my stepbrother–who I had a wildly inappropriate crush on– who’d then be obligated to tell my dad and then everyone would find out I was running an unregistered animal rescue out of my stepmother’s multi-million dollar mansion. And that I’d kind of adopted a homeless man and his service dog. But that was me. Otillie-James Baler, the town screw-up.An Unshown in a family of Alphas and Omegas. The black sheep of polite society. In love with my step-brother and his best friend, but never able to be part of their Pack.Otillie-James Baler, who was never quite good enough.

If Serendipity ever got the chance, she might actually thank Uriel for locking her away in Purgatory. She’d probably tear off his balls and force feed them to him first, but still, she was woman enough to admit that if it wasn’t for him, she might have never known this kind of happiness. She had four (and a half) men who adored her, a child who should never have been but was perfect despite his genetics, and something she’d never thought she would ever possess. A family. But still, danger lurks in the shadows, biding its time waiting to strike. There was also the small problem of Cain’s favor to the Devil himself. But until those problems came knocking at her door, she'd enjoy her time seducing. the Four Horseman and a sultry killer. If only Serendipity knew that those problems were already on her doorstep, waiting to pounce.

You should go to Crete if you want to survive. Amourgeles. They’ll come for you soon. I’d lived in the city for a long time, and working the drive-thru window of coffee shop meant I’d seen some things. From blowjobs to furries. Sometimes furries getting blowjobs. Let’s face it, no one was at their best when they were uncaffeinated. So a strange lady with a creepy monotone prediction wasn’t that odd. Normally, I would have just shrugged it off as just another day in Boston. Except a whole bunch of other weird shit had happened to me in the last three months. I’d started seeing golden streaks of light. I thought it was a brain tumor, but it turned out to be pregnancy. Didn’t matter that I hadn’t gotten laid in nearly a year after I caught my ex-boyfriend banging his hairy Albanian superintendent. I’d rationalized the improbability away the best I could. Maybe I was one of those people who sleep walked and had a whole other life at night. Or maybe that one night I went out and got drunk at my co-workers farewell was a little wilder than I remembered. But it was hard to rationalize away a shadow monster attacking me while I was watching reality television, or that my grumpy neighbor, Nate, grew two feet and killed it with a giant ax that glowed like pure light. The shadow monsters kept coming. The weird shit kept happening. Eventually, an unexpected trip to the Greek Islands was my only option. But nothing–not the crazy prophecies to weird shadow monsters–could have prepared me for what I found in Crete. Tangled Threads of Fate is a novel where no choices have to be made when it comes to the Main Male Characters and the more the merrier is the motto. This book may contain uncomfortable scenes for some people in regards to pregnancy, parental death and other situations. Take care of yourself!

It started when I tried to kill a magnolia tree. With my car. While I was driving it. Okay, maybe it wasn’t just the tree I was trying to kill. But that wasn’t the end of it. No, I wasn’t even halfway through the spiralling vortex that would consume my life. When a dangerous driving charge gets me put in a fancy rehab for rich kids and socialites with eating disorders, I intended to do my time and then leave. I was going to leave behind the sports star who was addicted to uppers, the coke-head lawyers, the cutters and the space cadets. I was going to leave behind him. Bored, listless, and filthy dirty rich. If there was a waste of oxygen, it was Hendrick Kenley. Although I wasn’t sure why he was in rehab, because he was special (read rich) enough to not have to do group therapy with the rest of us. Didn’t matter, I avoided him and his beautiful cruel smirk, and read until my sentence was over. Fate, that glorious bitch, had other plans though. Days before my release, I pick up a book. Jules Verne’s Twenty-Thousand Leagues Under the Sea. I’d read through the rest of the Sunny Outlook Center’s meagre library. But in the margins of that tatty paperback was my future. Words from a past inmate of this institution that spoke to my soul and begged me to come find him. Problem was, unlike the rest of the people in the Sunny Outlook, my parents had taken out a second mortgage to pay for my stay. My mystery beau was calling me to Europe, France to be exact. So I had to make a deal with the Devil, and by Devil I mean Hendrick Kenley and his cohort of disenchanted fools. But they offered me a deal I couldn’t refuse; they’d pay for everything for the trip, travelling on a private plane at that, but I had to let them come along. There was a reason for the adage that if something sounds too good to be true, it probably is. I’d learn the truth of that the hard way. Inside the Maelstrom is an enemies to lovers contemporary reverse harem romance. May contain possibly triggering themes around mental health.

hings had gone badly in Yokohama, but Aviva wasn’t about to quit. She needed to see where this crazy journey ended, needed to find Nemo and see if it was possible to fight back her demons and win. Following the newest clue to Hong Kong, Evan now guarding her body very closely, Aviva tries to move on. But it’s impossible. Those assholes had wormed their way beneath her skin like a tattoo inked with poison, and she was never going to be the same again. For the guys, flying home with a broken heart becomes the least of their problems as Hendrick’s dad finally makes his move, leaving Hendrick and Sampson locked up behind bars and Otto scrambling to get them out. But no matter how hard it got, they wouldn’t–couldn’t–drag Aviva into it. Because Hendrick’s father was a sociopath who would stop at nothing to cheat his way to the very top, even if he had to grind Hendrick beneath his boot to get there. Inside the Maelstrom: Part Two is the final part of this Reverse Harem duet, and contains M/M. This duet contains several confronting themes, especially around mental health, and reader discretion is advised

The end is nigh! Ace is back. She has her wings, her lover Lucifer, and her smokin’ hot body back in her possession. Plus an extra soul. But they were going to have to put the celebrations on hold. She couldn’t rest easy knowing that while she had it all now, Arcadia had lost everything. She would search heaven and hell to for a way to get Arcadia back into her own body, and back to her Seven Sins and her newborn babies. This is the final instalment of The Redeemable serial. This series is reverse harem, and filled with sex, occasional swearing, and orgies in Hell.

Seven Sins and a... baby? Time is running out for Arcadia to redeem the guys. The Angel of Death keeps popping up in weird places, offering to make all her problems just disappear . Unfortunately, Ace, her best friend and the snarky voice in her head, was her greatest problem. Ace was killing her and not just with bad dick jokes. She was the reason Arcadia is sick, like a parasite that will eventually kill its host. Oh, and Arcadia is pregnant. Surprise! As Arcadia gets sicker, the race is on to get everyone redeemed and ensure they all get the happily ever after they deserve. This is an approx 25k word reverse harem serial, which will have four instalments. It has mature themes, including sexy times and swearing.

“Susannah is a b*tch.” If you asked any of the residents of Maxton what they thought of me, it would basically boil down to that. In reality, I have a huge secret. One that I’ve been keeping for nearly a decade to protect someone I love. If I had to wear a mask to keep people at arm's length and away from the truth, then so be it. At least I had my best friend and lover, Quinn, to fortify me. However, being turned into an Omega–by a divine act to prevent the extinction of the Manix–has really screwed up my plans. Now Quinn and I are forced to hide from our old Alpha in the house of Merrick and Murphy, whose hearts I broke so many years ago. Merrick and Murphy had been my teenage dream, my ideal Alphas. But dreams can quickly become nightmares, and my boogieman was all too real. When my whole world burns to the ground, will my dream Alphas even dare to give me their hearts again, or have I ruined my chances forever? And would the town cast me out when they realized who else has been starring in my dirtiest fantasies? Crave is Book Four in the Shadow Bred series. It is a polyamorous reverse harem romance with all the love, both inside and outside of the bedroom.

We've all been through that one shitty break-up. The one that breaks your heart, turning you into a sobbing, soggy mess. Where you drink so much you accidentally summon a demon. No? Just Elsie? When Elsie decides to get over a bad break-up with a small fire pit and a large bottle of vodka, the last thing she expects is to summon the sexy as hell demon, Ukobach. He of the Impressive D. A tattooed devil with large horns and an even larger... array of tattoos. The Inferior Demon of Fried Food and Fireworks, Ukobach intends to take his few days of freedom in the mortal realm and live a little. But his summoner has big, beautiful eyes and kind of sexy thighs, and suddenly she doesn't need a summoning circle to keep him trapped at her side. But both Ukobach and Elsie want to escape from their lives. Cue an epic road trip to the Texas State Fair, with a side order of revenge and deep fried food. Let the chaos commence. This novella is full of belly laughs and sexy times. The author does not recommend drinking vodka or starting fires to appease heartache. She does recommend deep fried Oreos, they make everything better.

Hey, are you okay? Are you a supernatural too, being hunted as a trophy? Do you have nowhere to go and no one to turn to? Eden is here. We can provide protection. Safety. Understanding. You just have to find us first. When Layla stumbled across the Big, Bad Wolf, her life changed forever. Now that her eyes are open to all the things that go bump in the night? There's no going back. HEART OF THE HOUNDED is a full-length Reverse Harem prequel to the upcoming Eden Academy series.

What’s the worst part of being a snow leopard shifter? It wasn’t the epic-sized hairballs or the constant nudity. No, it was the fear. The fear of being captured and becoming another statistic, another underground prize. When an unintentional rescue results in some accidental consequences, Celeste knows that the sunny-natured Reese will have her back. However, she didn’t plan on his best friends being quite so hostile, or the fact that Reese was one of the youngest billionaires in the US. His friends look at her and see just another gold digger; one they want gone by any means necessary. Fine, she hadn’t planned on staying anyway, but while she was here, she was happy to play cat and mouse with Lincoln, the jacked-up bodyguard and Vincent, the way too pretty rockstar. Because her snow leopard? She wanted to roll around on them like they were catnip and she’d never been great at self-denial. But death still waits in the shadows for its prize, and this time, there will be no accidental savior coming to her rescue. This is a Reverse Harem novel, meaning Celeste doesn't have to choose between her guys. There is also steamy scenes, M/M action and swearing.

Twenty years has passed since Raine Baxter became the leader of the a weird mish-mash of supernaturals. Twenty years in which she raised a family, protected her new citizens, and was completely cherished by the men who gave her their love. Raine should be happy. And she was, deliriously so. Except one small thing.She didn't want to be a leader. She didn't want to wear the mantle of responsibility and have control over the fates and lives of others. She wanted to bake cupcakes and have copious Big O's. She wanted to stay in Dark River with her friends and her lovers, instead of jet setting all over the world, putting out political fires and rescuing creatures that stretched her very imagination. The Convocation said she could quit if she found someone strong enough to replace her, and there was only one creature that was on anyone's lips; The Night Demon. Hiding in the shadow's of Amsterdam, Raine and her guys were going to find him and put a crown on his head so they could finally start their Happily Ever After. But nothing ever truly goes to plan, especially not when your name is Raine Baxter...

There were a bunch of lessons a girl could learn from the story of Snow White. Some were valid in the real world, others… not so much. For instance, no matter how often I sang Taylor Swift off-key, birds and forest animals weren’t ever coming to clean my apartment. You could live with seven men and not end up in a free-for-all festival of fluids. But I seemed to have forgotten the most valuable lesson my girl Snow taught us: don’t take apples from strangers. It was a lesson I’d disregarded, and would later pay for dearly. I mean, there were definitely silver linings, but the world as I knew it was over as soon as I took a bite of that apple. This is Book 2 of the Hanging By A Thread Duet. It is a why choose, paranormal romance, and contains pregnancy, monsters, mythology and margaritas.

There was no wake-up call quite like almost exsanguinating your main love interest while being compelled by your unhinged Maker. No longer hanging onto her past as Mika McKellen, human, Raine was determined to take her new life and live it at one hundred percent. She was no longer an unwilling victim. She was a badass vampire and the (slightly exhausted) lover of several supernatural hotties. She'd been through enough now, so she was ready for a happily-ever-after that was filled with love and rainbows and lots and lots of mind-blowing sex. Sure, there was still the looming threat of an investigation by the ruthless Vampire Nation, but she'd done nothing wrong. But when her long overdue, first real date with the sexy Sheriff is interrupted by someone bleeding on the floor of the diner, Raine began to wonder if there was even such a thing as happily-ever-after? It sure seemed like the Universe was mad she hadn't died in that ditch all those months ago. But no one was unlucky enough to die twice in one year, right? Happily Undead in Dark River is the second book in the Dark River Days series. This is a cliffhanger-free book with a HEA. May contain romantic elements suitable for more mature audiences.

Tally Palmer had always wanted to drive fast and kick ass, in that order. She’d earned her place as a NASCAR driver. She followed the rules, paid her dues, and didn’t make any mistakes. Except one. She fell in love with a boy. In the blink of an eye, Tally’s dreams went up in smoke. The fallout from that moment reverberated through her life but eventually her name was forgotten and the next ‘big thing’ took her place. Six months later, Tally was in trouble again, but this time, the consequences would last forever, or at least eighteen years. She needed a nest egg ASAP and she was only good at one driving recklessly fast. At a late night illegal street race, her life would once again change. Running into an old crush was unexpected, and the lifeline that he threw her even more so. A lifeline that would once again put her in touching distance of her dreams. Sure, it would be different, and would come with three extremely sexy distractions, but there was hope. But the past never stays where it belongs, and soon enough it’s more than just her dreams of driving that are under threat. This is a motorsports romance, including F1 and IndyCar. Our pregnant FMC has more than one love interest and doesn't have to choose in the end.