A ruthless god. A sinful angel. And the princess between them. My life is perfect. My life is planned. My life isn't mine. Promised to a man I love. A man I hate. Not even a man. A god. Apollo Callahan is that and much more. My life is broken. My life is fractured. My life isn't free. Craving a man I hate. A man I need. Not even a man. An angel. Valen Kincaid is nothing I could ever want. Though the Saints rule the hallowed halls of Saint Benedict's College, they're anything but saintly. Behind closed doors, they call themselves the Sinners. Sex. Fast Cars. Drugs. Money. The odd assassination or two. Nothing is beneath them, except the next in a long line of women. Can one little princess, searching to break free from her prison tower, bring these mighty lords crashing to their knees? The stunning first book in the Sinners of Saint Benedicts duet.

"It is a truth universally acknowledged that a girl who's just travelled halfway around the world will be in want of a bed." When Lily Brewer is shipped off to boarding school in England, she runs into the insufferably arrogant Austin Cooper. He's haughty, rude and thinks he's better than everyone else. Shame, then, that his twin brother Jax is so sweet and kind and has a not-so-subtle thing for Lily's oblivious roommate, Anne. This is a modern young adult adaptation of Jane Austen's beloved 'Pride & Prejudice'. In it, you'll find all your favourite characters and then some. *This is part one of a re-working of my story 'Netherfield Prep'. I'm splitting it into two shorter pieces, giving them a tidy and a re-write.*

Only three things matter to all good fey; fighting, festivities and fornication. Eamon mac Aeveen is the youngest child of the king of the fey. With twenty-nine older siblings, Eamon's always allowed himself to indulge to excess even by fey standards. His fiann are the only ones he lets near, and even then they're at arm's length. But, he has earnt the fierce loyalty of his eight fighters and they are the only ones for whom he would lay down his immortal life. Their oath is strong and their bond stronger as they stalk Tir nAill and Innisfail for threats to the balance. What do you do when you find out your life is half a lie? Well, one-quarter a lie, anyway. Niamh O'Callaghan was a normal girl. Or, so she thought. When a chance encounter with two strange boys finds Niamh in some perverted version of Hogwarts, she has to learn to fight, weave magic, and not fall for Killian, the boy with the brilliant blue eyes. Because fey are not like humans and there is nothing normal about falling for one. Thank Danu for Lachlan, who is more brother than friend in such a strange place. The only thing stronger than your oath... If falling for Killian wasn't worrying enough, Eamon's return to Gryffnhall throws Niamh's world upside down once more. Once a friend to her parents and still haunted by their deaths, Eamon has nothing to lose and everything to gain by taking Niamh from Killian, and he sets out to do just that using every tool in his royal fey arsenal. Niamh's determined not to give into either of them ...is the power of Her heart. But, an old evil is resurfacing and Niamh has an inheritance to claim from the king. So, Eamon and the Gryffyns are tasked with escorting Niamh and her fiann to the king. And, if they can lure out the big bad gunning for Niamh, all the better. But, travelling in close quarters stirs up trouble between Kilian and Eamon in the battle for Niamh.

"It is a truth universally acknowledged that a boy with a rich family must be in want of a future wife." Austin can't get Lily out of his head, but she's made it very clear how she feels about him. But how she feels about him is all based on prejudice masquerading as truth. His pride demands that he at least be honest, even if there's no hope she'll ever feel anything more for him than hate. This is the second book in a modern young adult adaptation of Jane Austen's beloved 'Pride & Prejudice'. *This is part two of a re-working of my story 'Netherfield Prep'. I'm splitting it into two shorter pieces, giving them a tidy and a re-write.*

Girl + guy + three days = greatest love story ever. Yeah, right. Jess Clayton had no interest in romance. The teen cynic was convinced it was all a ruse made up to lure you into stupidity and part you from your hard-earned pennies. No matter how many people asked her out - not that there was a line or anything - she refused to date. When it came to romance, Ryan Miller had been there and done that. The re-reformed bad boy had already done his redemption romance story only to have his supposed one true love go and break his heart. He really wasn't interested in going through all that mess again. So, when the two come together for a Year 12 English camp with the express purpose of testing the legend of Romeo and Juliet falling in love in three days, nothing could possibly go wrong. After all, it was impossible to fall in love with someone in three days. Wasn't it? Wilderness + teenagers + camping = true love? Over our dead bodies.

The outposts are one thing, fey court is another entirely. With an inherited title she didn't earn and massive shoes to fill, Niamh tries to adjust to fey court. Dwendardian's forces are bombarding the castle, demanding Niamh's head for their leader. The harder she trains, the less adequate she feels, not in the least when her growing power only seems to be present when Eamon's annoying her. There is very little difference between love, lust and obsession. But, there is more than looming threats to the safety of all realms; the king's sons are caught in their own games and aren't averse to getting someone killed. While Eamon reminds himself his feelings for Niamh go no further than a simple fey obsession, he is still involved in the tug of war for power among the king's children. Fey obsession is a dangerous thing... So, oaths are formed and relationships tested as Niamh and Eamon are forced to hide away with the hope the fey can draw the fomorians away from Elfhaven. There, their own relationship is tested as Niamh gives in to her attraction to him. ...and, Eamon's will not be the only oath broken. But, once the threat is passed and they are back among others, Eamon is cold, distant, and his oath is near broken. But, not as broken as Killian, who senses the connection now forged between Eamon and Niamh. In faery, friend and foe hangs on a single whim. As Niamh continues to learn more about her fey heritage, she will come to see that there are many layers to the fey psyche. And, while she's slowly shedding some humanity and becoming one of them, she's only barely scratched the surface.

A ruthless god. A sinful angel. And the princess between them. My life is perfect. My life is planned. My life isn't mine. Promised to a man I love. A man I hate. Not even a man. A god. Apollo Callahan is that and much more. My life is broken. My life is fractured. My life isn't free. Craving a man I hate. A man I need. Not even a man. An angel. Valen Kincaid is nothing I could ever want. Though the Saints rule the hallowed halls of Saint Benedict's College, they're anything but saintly. Behind closed doors, they call themselves the Sinners. Sex. Fast Cars. Drugs. Money. The odd assassination or two. Nothing is beneath them, except the next in a long line of women. Can one little princess, searching to break free from her prison tower, bring these mighty lords crashing to their knees? The epic finale in the Sinners of Saint Benedicts duet.