When you're a witch named Trouble, chaos follows. Arden Lesstymine (known to everyone as Trouble) likes attention as much as the next girl, but this is getting ridiculous. When an insane stranger is murdered at the inn where she works, Trouble becomes the next Soulbearer for the disembodied god of chaos, Loku. Yes, it comes with the ability to channel the god's limitless power, but at the cost of her sanity - literally. Now she has a sexy but cynical knight claiming to be her protector, a prince trying to seduce her to his cause (and his bed), and a snarky chaos god who offers a play-by-play commentary on it all, whether she wants to hear it or not. To make matters worse, a necromancer wants to capture the soul of Loku for his own dark purposes, and the only way he can get it is by killing her first. *** I'll post new chapters every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday

No one expected that it would happen until it did. Earth was dying. We, the few who survived the disease, were all contained in cells with artificial light and oxygen and food in the form of pills. So when help came in the form of C'Riel, an alien race that lived in a planet called Xe'Krein, many people found hope. But I was wary. Why would the C'Riel help us? How did we benefit them? What I didn't expect to happen was meeting him. The fire-eyed alien. My alien. And then I found out, that sometimes answers to the questions we want to know are sick and leave you wondering if everything was a lie.

Nearly fifty light years away from earth, a lone space ship lands at a space port, and the lone human steps out into the first contact being made in the first time in nearly a thousand years.

What do you say when you are informed you are to be married when they pull you to the altar? What do you say when the trip you and your family had taken to the neighbouring fair folk realm for 'peace talks', had been in fact your very own wedding that you had not been told of? What do you say when you stare at the seventh prince to the Northern Highland realms that is home to the fair folk, as you both stand before a priest waiting for you to say something, anything? What do you say with the weight of human and fair folk eyes weighing down on your shoulders as you try to breathe through the panic you feel is crushing you? What do you say at everything shoving down at you because peace between the lands hang in the balance and all that can tip it is your words? Me? I said I do.

[ BOOK 1 OF AZITERA: YTHER'S QUEEN ] Consumed by avarice, the four human kingdoms-the Infernal Empire, the Kingdom of Caelum, the Kingdom of Treterra, and the Nayale Archipelago-betrayed their covenant with Yther of Azitera, the race blessed by deities, who protected humans for untold centuries. They slaughtered and defiled the beings that once protected them from storm, famine, poverty, and pestilence without mercy. Betrayed by the humans they protected, the Ytherians were enslaved. Their four queens were caged, chained, and imprisoned to serve as nutrients to the human kingdoms. The once prominent Ytherians were reduced to nothing but servants. As the four kingdoms of the human race prospered for many years since their betrayal, one news staggered them, causing them to tremble in fear and rally their armies to protect and defend their domain: Sollel-the Mistress of Flame, one of Yther's queens-had escaped her prison. Her flames will raze hell, ready to burn the souls of her betrayers. COMPLETED CECELIB | C.C. COVER: ASTRID JAYDEE

Betrayed by the people she once loved, cared for, and protected, Queen Gatria is determined to make everyone suffer and feel her wrath. With the intent of saving her sisters while executing her revenge, can the Mistress of Nature carry out her plans and succeed in time? ****** Finally free from being held captive for two centuries, Queen Gatria Valen Balsatra sets on a quest to free her sisters and exact her revenge. With her heart full of wrath, she is prepared to slaughter everyone who would stand in her way, her ex-lover included. Now faced with numerous betrayals and hindrances, Queen Gatria is put to the test. Can she save her people and live up to her role as the Mistress of Nature and overseer of Azitrea? Or will her unending rage cause everything to crumble down and die? [ BOOK 2 OF AZITERA: YTHER'S QUEEN ] CECELIB | C.C. COVER: Regina Dionela

Aenwyn, the Mistress of the High Seas, once a feared and powerful figure, possessed the rare ability to glimpse into the future. But even her visions could not prevent the treachery that led to her capture and the devastating loss of her people. Imprisoned for centuries, she was forced to watch the world move on without her, helpless against the tide of fate. Until Sollel, the Mistress of Flame, broke the chains of the Mistress of the High Seas, freeing her from her prison, Aqua Terra. Now, armed with vengeance and guided by her prophetic visions, the Mistress of the High Seas sets sail on a perilous journey. She seeks to reunite with those she lost and wreak havoc on the ones responsible for her grief. Storms will rage, tides will rise, and nothing will stop her from enacting her revenge. But with each step toward retribution, the future becomes uncertain, and the Mistress of the High Seas will soon discover that some sacrifices may never be undone. [ BOOK 3 OF AZITERA: YTHER'S QUEEN ] UPDATE DATE: TO BE ANNOUNCED CECELIB | C.C.

Less than five months ago, lights appeared in the sky. Days later the ships started to arrive. They call themselves the Consortium. They are human, or at least Simian, descending from the same genetic line as humans. They terraformed this planet centuries ago, sent settlers a mere forty thousand years ago. Now they are back, ready to begin the exploration of this galaxy. For Cheyenne Walker, Chief Petty Officer aboard the Cambridge, a USS destroyer, the arrival of the Consortium is just one more obstacle to finishing her final tour of duty and getting home to her kids. The political upheaval forces the US into an uneasy alliance with the Consortium against China, and puts the Cambridge on the edge of a nuclear blast. Cheyenne wakes to find herself aboard the Corelean, a Consortium Medical Evacuation ship. Floating in a medi-tank, she wonders if they really can't repair the wreck of her body, whether these newcomers are friends or foes and most importantly, will she ever make it back to children?

Less than a year ago, they arrived over earth's sky. They call themselves the Galactic Consortium and they are human, or at least, simian - from the same genetic line as humans. They claim to have terraformed this planet centuries ago to serve as a base for their exploration of this galaxy. What happened to the settlers, why none of us remember this, remains a mystery. For America the concerns are more immediate. Will the Consortium accept our independence? Shoshone Station is the first joint enterprise, a solar power, space station parked in geostationary orbit over Denver, Colorado. It's been "gifted" to America, but as Sherman Lannister takes command he wonders just how much control the new American crew will really have. After all, what do they know about running a space station? For Sophia, a homeless transgender youth from Denver, the station is a second chance at a new life. But what will she do living amongst the stars?

For Gabriel Holloway, a poor kid from the ghettoes of Freetown, Sierre Leone, not much has changed since the arrival of the Consortium. That is until a new protest movement sweeps the country. The Consortium could do so much more for the poor and oppressed, if their own corrupt leaders would only stand aside and let them. But they won't. So they must be pushed aside, at whatever cost. Jake, an American boy, continues his job delivering supplies for the Consortium in North Africa. But it's a region increasingly torn apart by civil unrest and revolution. The poor want more help from the consortium. Local warlords and corrupt politicians want to keep their power. Jake has never experienced anything like it, being in the middle of a huge social upheaval. He has no clue what is going to happen, but he knows where he belongs, in the middle of it all.