*** COMPLETE- Far From Home book two: Sequel to The Warlord's Chosen. A M/M/M fantasy romance*** "For the innocence of my mother, I suffered alone in the dark. For the sins of my father, I give my blood." Llyric has lived his life beneath stone, among darkness and cold. Having seen the sun for the last time when his father last attempted to steal his innocence when he was a young child, Llyric spends his days with a mouth bound, a body beaten and torn, and a soul and heart darkened by his own blood. He knows he deserves what he suffers, for the blood is his veins is evil. He knows this. He accepts it. Until the day he is saved, and possibly given a chance at living beyond his blood. **trigger warnings are located at the beginning of the prologue. Can be read as a stand-alone, but it's highly recommended to read the series in order for the greatest enjoyment of the story**

***COMPLETED- Far From Home Prequel: Jacob & Srin'yete's story*** "When I'm old enough, I'm gonna mate you, JakeJake. Don't forget, ok? You're gonna be mine forever." 
"Of course, arayna," Jacob replied with the deepest of smiles touching his lips. Srin'yete's infatuation with Jacob would peter out as he grew, so Jacob saw no reason to deny his little fantasy now. Arayna, Jacob called him. Little dear heart. "Forever, arayna." ********** Srin'yete has never known freedom. Taken from his home when he was still only a child, Srin'yete has lived each day thinking only of the face of the man he left behind. The man who swore he'd someday be his forever. Now Srin'yete has returned to his homeland, escaping from a terrible fate with the help of an unlikely savior, only to be reviled and cast aside by the home he left so long before. Devoid of hope and tired of the pain of living, Srin'yete is ready to give up. But that man, who thought he lost the little boy he adored all those years ago, won't give him up so easily. Even if it means keeping that promise he made to the little boy he never thought he'd have to keep. Even if it means giving life and love a second chance.

**COMPLETED-- First in the Wild Magic series** "My heart doesn't beat right if you aren't holding me in your arms." Edon has never known home, or family. Love or gentleness. Slave to a cruel master, he's lauded as a monster to crowds of leering men and women. Until the day a man who smells like fire and passion breaks him free of his cage and shows the monster what it means to be human.

COMPLETE- SEQUEL TO BY THE LIGHT OF THE MOON- After a brutal betrayal, Cain of Akar, child soldier, the Bain of Notting, and wild magic mage, swore to never give another power over him, especially his heart. And since that vow to the gods, he's never been tempted... Until now. ......... "You need to stop settling for quick fucks and find a man who won't chafe at being in the dark beside your sun. Who will protect you, cherish you, appreciate you for the man you are rather than the crown you wear."

*****COMPLETE-- Book three in the Wild Magic Series. Sequel to By the Light of the Moon and The Dark of the Sun, but can be read as a stand-alone. The Shade of the Earth is a M/M, May/December, gay-for-you romance with fated mates, knotting, and a bobcat shifter with a small stature and big spunk.***** Robert has been surrounded by men attracted and romantically involved with other men for most of his life. He accepts his friends, defends them, loves them... but has never really understood them and their attraction to other men. Now, a diminutive bobcat shifter, with all the spunk of his feline counterparts, nameless and without a family or home, has claimed him as his mate, refuses to leave his side, and somehow forces him to see sex and attraction in a whole new light. But just as things are beginning to fall into place for Robert and his Sami, will they have everything ripped away by a dark figure from Robert's past? ************************************************ "I'm confused, Sami. This is... a lot. I've never been attracted to a man. I like women- I don't like men! Please understand, all of this is a lot for me." "I'm not men," the shifter whispered, a single tear dripping across his temple and back into his curly, ragged hair. "I'm your Sami." The words had the breath in my lungs freezing painfully. I stared down into his simple, open face, and had a sudden, near-violent realization. Sami ran on pure, feral instinct. This didn't make him stupid, it didn't make him simple of mind. It made his desires and thought process easy and pure. He wanted me, I was denying him. He couldn't understand any other reason for me to do this other than his own inadequacies. He didn't understand the laws of attraction as humans saw them. He saw only that I was his mate. And I was denying him.