Someone will be getting coal in his stocking . . . It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas in the small town of Bradley, North Carolina. Wreaths adorn doors, halls are decked, and candles cheerfully glow in windows. Adding to the Christmas excitement, there's also a lovely local wedding with many guests to wish the couple well. The wedding becomes a bit too exciting, however, when octogenarian sleuth Myrtle discovers the bride's rather outspoken aunt, mysteriously murdered. Myrtle and her senior sidekick must find the killer before someone else doesn't make it home for Christmas.

It's just an ordinary day for octogenarian sleuth Myrtle Clover-until her yardman discovers a dead body planted in her backyard. This death isn't cut and dried-the victim was bashed in the head with one of Myrtle's garden gnomes. Myrtle's friend Miles recognizes the body and identifies him as Charles Clayborne... reluctantly admitting he's a cousin. Charles wasn't the sort of relative you bragged about-he was a garden variety sleaze, which is very likely why he ended up murdered. As Myrtle starts digging up dirt to nip the killings in the bud, someone's focused on scaring her off the case. Myrtle vows to find the murderer...before she's pushing up daisies, herself.

Alison's sister disappeared filming a reality show, so she goes undercover as a contestant, discovering that in some cases reality tv is all too real. ***** Alison's sister disappeared while shooting a Survivor-style reality series, so when the show gets a reboot, Alison gets herself cast as a contestant. Arriving on the island, none of the organizers seem to be giving her straight answers. Forced to manipulate the situation to stay on the show, she starts an uneasy alliance with the handsome and physically capable Travis. They even act like they're falling in love, hoping their romantic appeal will keep them on the show. But as more challenges take place, and contestants go from being injured to dying in front of the camera, Alison and Travis realize that something is wrong. They have to win this game, or they won't make it off the island alive. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

I marked her and I didn't even know her name.-- Going to her best friend's wedding in a forest lodge, Caroline can't help but feel like she's been there before. Beta William is angry that the Alpha is allowing the wedding to continue with the nasty werecreature disease that is filling up his dungeon. Their lives are about to get entwined together. Will she remember her childhood? Will she realize she has the power to heal the werewolves? Will she realize she's actually talking with that handsome Beta in her mind and not just crazy? Complete: word count 130,000 #1 in Werewolf 9/22 --- Mate. We stared at each other and I felt like a bubble built up around us. The world didn't matter, it was like we were in a completely bleached room. His eyes bore into mine, unblinking and breathtaking. My hand moved on its own and I touched his chest, my fingers skimming over where his heart pounded in time with mine. Heart Then my fingers glided to his neck. Word and then to his temple Thought and finally, down his chin through the spikes of his facial hair. All the while, our eyes connected. His cobalt color started shifting and gold pierced through. My breath left me in an audible long sound, clearing my lungs. It was at that that my head tilted slightly, and I bent my chin to my shoulder, my hand again doing what it wanted and pulling the collar away from my neck. Suddenly pain was at my shoulder and teeth were being bit into me!