She was the offering. He became the sanctuary. Astrid has survived her entire life by staying silent. As a veiled priestess, she advises a nobleman who makes every decision for her. But when a letter arrives claiming her long-lost sister is alive and captured by the trolls, Astrid is ready to risk everything. What she didn’t expect? Her nobleman is in debt. And he’s decided to pay it with her body. Traded to the gladiator pits beneath the kingdom, Astrid is handed to a brutal troll warrior known only as the Bull. Massive. Silent. Deadly. He’s everything she’s been taught to fear, and the only one who might help her escape. Bjorn has spent years shackled, forced to fight for human entertainment. But when a fragile human woman is gifted to him, begging for help, something ancient stirs in his blood. Honor. Purpose. Rage. He breaks his chains for her. Now they’re on the run through ancient wilds, cursed lands, and Bjorn’s broken homeland. But Astrid is hiding more than secrets behind her veil. Magic pulses beneath her skin. And Bjorn? He might not be the monster she was taught to fear... but the man fate never meant her to love.

She was the offering. He became the sanctuary. Astrid has survived her entire life by staying silent. As a veiled priestess, she advises a nobleman who makes every decision for her. But when a letter arrives claiming her long-lost sister is alive and captured by the trolls, Astrid is ready to risk everything. What she didn’t expect? Her nobleman is in debt. And he’s decided to pay it with her body. Traded to the gladiator pits beneath the kingdom, Astrid is handed to a brutal troll warrior known only as the Bull. Massive. Silent. Deadly. He’s everything she’s been taught to fear, and the only one who might help her escape. Bjorn has spent years shackled, forced to fight for human entertainment. But when a fragile human woman is gifted to him, begging for help, something ancient stirs in his blood. Honor. Purpose. Rage. He breaks his chains for her. Now they’re on the run through ancient wilds, cursed lands, and Bjorn’s broken homeland. But Astrid is hiding more than secrets behind her veil. Magic pulses beneath her skin. And Bjorn? He might not be the monster she was taught to fear... but the man fate never meant her to love.

These men killed mine, and for that, they have to die Bristlebrook is up in smoke, my brutes are dead, and Sam’s camp is a powder keg begging for a flame. Injured and furious over their losses, the surviving hunters are preoccupied with their own problems. Their factions and allegiances. Their internal wars and pissing contests. The new world they want to forge. They don’t look twice at their meek little captive. They shattered my heart five ways when they killed my brutes, so I don’t care anymore. If I’m to stop the villains, I need to become one. I need to be smart. I need to be ruthless. Even if it means razing myself to the ground to do it . . . We’re bringing her home, or we’re not coming home They took our librarian from right under our noses—and with Lucky injured, Bristlebrook in flames, and our personal problems finally spilling over, we’re fracturing. But we need to be better. Bringing Eden home is the most important mission of our lives. Followed closely by the second most important . . . building her a home worth returning to. ***The Brutes of Bristlebrook is a dark(ish) post-apocalyptic, steamy romance series, and Eden will end up with three or more love interests after I’ve appropriately obliterated my readers’ nerves. Expect complex characters, 1st person present tense, multiple POVs, MM in the harem, angst, lots of laughs, and to encounter material that some readers may find sensitive. This book is a big boy at over 180k words and deals with a lot of heavy content. I promise it gets brighter as it goes on (you know... mostly). Please see my website for TWs - your mental health matters.

I’ve been abducted by an alien in a cowboy hat. He needs me to play the role of fake fiancée to appease his family of tentacle-tailed cops. I’ll keep up the charade as long as I need if it means being reunited with Abraxas and Rurik. Shouldn’t be too hard, right? To play pretend … My life force is now inextricably tied to handsome, gun totin’ Officer Hyt. But do you know what happens if my new in-laws find out that I’m mated to three different males? Intergalactic war, that’s what. Eve Wakefield here, currently stationed on the water planet, Yaoh. I’ve been subject to all sorts of unimaginable cruelty since landing family drama, ill-fitting bathing suits, and Hyt’s horrible childhood friend. This woman is not only in love with my (fake) mate, but she’s also disturbingly perceptive. If she tells the Chief of Police that his son and I are we’re dead. Did I mention that liars are executed here? And what about the king and queen, the ones stuck on that horrible spaceship? Liars might be killed on Hyt’s planet, but Rurik’s people won’t stand for adultery. If they find out, they’ll do they’ll start eating planets and they won’t stop. Ah, hell. I did not intend to be crowned the queen of aliens. It sounds like the dumbest dumb-dumb alien romance plot ever. But if that’s the only way to save the people that I love, can I do it? Wear the crown, take the throne, save the universe. Yeah, I got this. VENERY - book 3 of 3 in the For the Love of Aliens trilogy. This is a why choose/reverse harem alien romance. In the series finale, we’ll see what it looks like when Eve's three alien males come together, find out what it really means when a spaceship eats something, and see our beloved caterer/queen of the universe get the ending she deserves.

I don’t play the role of the kidnapped princess very well. And I really hate the fated mates trope. Hello again, I’m Eve Wakefield, and I refuse to accept that I’m in love with an intergalactic moth prince. No. I don’t care how handsome he is, I don’t want to marry him. I don’t care if his parents have a sentient spaceship capable of eating entire planets. Love is earned, not swindled by pheromones. I’m now trapped on a ship with an adorable cyborg bodyguard, a golden toilet, and relationship issues. There’s the prince I’m supposed to marry, the forest beast I fell in love with, and the never-wears-clothes police officer with tentacles. I’ve also got a mother-in-law who looks like a giant millipede, more macarons than I can eat, and plenty of red lace lingerie made from alien moth blood. I’m living in luxury, but I will do anything to see Abraxas again. Even if that means giving in and becoming a princess in a gilded cage. There’s so much more to all of this than I first thought, and I should’ve known better than to judge a man whose gaze is enough to knock me to my knees. Damn. I might be wrong. I might be in love with more than one alien. I might also be dying. And there’s only one person who can fix I need to be with Abraxas. After that, I’ll worry about the possibility of becoming the next queen of the universe. But let’s be honest I don’t miss being a caterer; being an alien queen is way more interesting. seminal - adjective an extremely important, often creative and unique, early stage influence that has a profound effect on the things that follow after SEMINAL - book 2 of 3 in the For the Love of Aliens trilogy. This is a why choose/reverse harem alien romance. In this volume, we’ll continue to follow Eve as she finds herself falling in love anew, reaffirming her original love, and testing the waters (pun intended) of a third relationship.