After her transition Ray finds herself stranded in an icy, frozen land that she has no hopes of surviving on her own. She will have to rely on her burgeoning trust and friendship with Nahuel and her pure determination to climb the many obstacles between her and returning home to the guys. Meanwhile, the Oakland Clan must deal with the web of drama that Ray left behind. Can they work with the many different factions of important Valkyries to avoid a war? Or will they be too heartbroken and worried about Ray to do what needs to be done?

Payton is doing everything in her power to write a new chapter in her life but the question is, can someone ever really start over? Or does the chalk from our clean slate always show through? Whistler is a private security firm that only takes the best of the best and forms highly effective and lethal teams. Payton Taylor looks into Whistler and is interested in their mission because their main goal is to protect people, but silently questions if someone like her can ever be one of the good guys, let alone work within a team. But the government has given her a second chance, and she is going to do something good with it. Pa

Tired of human men? Need something better in your life? Call Hire an Incubus! Welcome to Lisa Farrow's world where the normal and paranormal are very well acquainted, if you know what I mean. Sick of being alone, Lisa decides to try out 'Hire an Incubus', a very professional establishment run by demons for humans, however, she doesn't plan on after an administrative error, she will have a rogue, blacklisted, very dangerous incubus looking for her. She also doesn't plan for how incredibly hard it is to shake off one. Or uncover that he's maybe he's not who everyone says he is.... [ this story has mature themes but nothing overtly graphic. ]

⚠️ warning: mature content, including gore, abuse, mental illness( small scale),sexual relations, and some beastial play between protagonist and the wendigo "Heed this child of thorn, From whence they came, 'Twas the darkness born. Unite with beasts of gore and shade, In an intimate embrace with those forbade. Lay thoust head upon his chest, Your hair entangles in his claws as you rest. The horned one knows his bride best." There are secrets in our world, dark secrets. Magic has been lost to humans. We no longer see the fairies in the field nor the gnomes in our gardens, but they're still there. As this tale makes it painfully clear. The formidable Wendigo, tall and horrific in appearance. The cunning Omen, with his deceiving beauty and sinister appetites. The grouchy Grim, damned devourer of souls. The princely Unseelie, with secrets he adores and a court he abhors. The brooding Magpie, cursed by a gift made from love. The Hawthornes are an eclectic family in the magical world. The cursed ones that even those of their own kind shrivel away from. Content with each other's company, this never bothered them. The only thing missing is a woman to love, a bride. Four girls with four stories and one choice to be made. One of them is chosen by the Hawthornes and they choose our dear protagonist. Whimsy and nightmare blur together in a fairytale of an unconventional love between five inhuman creatures and a woman brave enough to possess their hearts. (A/n: This book will not be about four different girls. After the introductions are made, one will be the protagonist. Just thought I should clarify.)

The world is filled with creatures of magic. Some were good once. Most have always seen mortals as nothing more than food and spell fodder. For hundreds upon hundreds of years the brought havoc to mortals, tipping the balance in their favor. The gods whom had created mortals grew saddened by their inevitable extinction. They wished sorely to prevent the creations of demons from destroying what was once so beautiful. So saddened by the incoming loss, Luna goddess of the moon and life shed tears from her perch in the stars for she, more than any god was forced to bare witness to these atrocities. Her tears dripped from the sky off the ends of the stars, falling to the world into the forests she loved so. They coated the beasts she adored more than her own soul. The wolves who loved to chase the stars she would throw morphed before her very eyes. Seeing them standing beneath the nights sky, not man not beast, she knew. Her wolves would put an end to the horror against mortals. They would bring balance to this world. ~~ The children of the night? Leaches. The fae? Drunken partiers with a taste for murder. Merfolk? Fish sluts with a taste for human flesh. Trolls? Morons of the highest caliber. Zombie? Bastards of witches. Witches? Vile little whores who turned their back on humans for power. Werewolves? The beasts who hunt them all.

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

**Assassins is being put on hold until I say otherwise.** Now that testing week is over, Ely and the boys are ready to start accepting missions. When someone starts trying to sabotage their missions, the only ones they can trust to get to the bottom of it is themselves. They'll have to keep themselves alive while keeping up with their studies and their missions as they realize that trusting anyone else isn't just difficult, it's nearly impossible. © 2015 Ladybugtastic All Rights Reserved

The story of Avalon continues.... Cover by the awesome MayTijssen