Ronan Morrissey is Alpha of his loup-garou pack and as Alpha the laws of Feral demand he take a mate, but a chance encounter with the beautiful and haunted Kate Channing has awakened in him a carnal hunger warranted forbidden, but he can think of nothing else than the lovely human that appealed to the beast within and his insatiable yearning to have her. Kate Channing isn't looking for love in fact she's fleeing from it. With emotional and physical scars from a love gone terribly bad, she attempts to begin anew. After a near fatal brush with death, Kate finds herself unsuspectingly in the arms of a wickedly attractive stranger whose eyes burn with a feral hunger all there own. Ronan emits a danger that frightens Kate thoroughly to the core and having dealt with brawn to the likes of him before, flees at first chance. Enthralled by the lovely Kate he's plucked from a jagged cliff, Ronan is incapable of ignoring the perils of chasing a human. His attraction for her borders feral and he intends to make her his mate, even if it means defying his pack to have her. But with a past that is relentless and a pack of loup-garou threatening to tear them apart, can their love thrive in the wake of havoc? Cover done by Neeavila.

A wolf and a princess fall in love as they fight the Raven and the forces of boredom and ugliness in a magical London. They must race against time as they try to stop the Raven’s evil plan for destroying the city. But can they also resolve the mysterious chemistry between them? If you like Neil Gaiman, Jasper Fforde or Douglas Adams, you’ll love this. James Steel is published by Harper Collins, his books have been selected for Waterstones Paperbacks of the Year and the Tesco Chart. James has spoken at the Hay Literary Festival and teaches creative writing at Oxford University. ‘A new contender to the crown of thriller supremo.’ Manchester Evening News ‘What a crazy rollercoaster of a book! It was a wonderful, bizarre hybrid of fairytale and Orwellian dystopia.’ Kate Bradley, Editor, Granta Books.

World War One. The Germans were easy. The zombies were much worse... It is March 1921. The Great War continues, with no foreseeable end in sight. The Central Powers control most of Europe, with only a thin stretch of French coastline still in Allied hands. A beleaguered Britain fights resolutely on, but everyone knows that without the continued support of the United States it would fall within weeks. Then the German invent corpse gas, bringing the dead back to the life on the battlefield, and the Great War becomes the Great Undead War with mankind now fighting for his very survival... (A prequel story to the Great Undead War series by Joseph Nassise)

Hailey always thought she had a pretty ordinary life. The only thing that could be called unusual in her life was that her mother had disappeared into thin air not long after Hailey's birth. Soon, though, her mother is not the most important thing on the young girl's mind as she discovers a hidden side of herself and meets a strange winged boy who pulls her into a magical world she could never in her wildest dreams have imagined. Follow Hailey in her adventure as she learns more about her true heritage and discovers things she never would have believed before. (COMPLETED) Featured in Wattpad's magazine, Wattzymag. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2013 and 2014

Kayla has a secret. She's a shape-shifter. So when her best friend, Sam, has been gone for the whole summer, Kay is happy to reunite with him on their first day of junior year. Though, everything is about to change, and not for the better. Oblivious to Sam's true feelings, Kay meets the new mysterious kid, Elliot, and finds herself in a situation where one wrong move can destroy everything. Slowly, things start to unravel and as Kayla's world flips upside down, she'll have to make the decision of her life. That is, if she lives long enough to make the choice.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.