Neely Lynch wants nothing more than to stay hidden from the spotlight. Raised in the human world, she knows only stories of her true home. A place where dragons rule the skies and wolves prowl in the dark of night. A place where her family name speaks of a terrible and bloody history. A history that no one wants to remember. Fated to be a Dragon Rider, a powerful breed who rule by fire and sword, Neely must learn to hide her heritage in a country which would seek to destroy it. Especially when she is bonded to a breed of dragon that is feared above all and thought to be extinct until then. Demons rise and threaten the fragile peace in Valaxia, forcing Neely to either accept who and what she is, or watch her friends and country fall. (Book One in the Riders Series)

Book Two in the Riders Series - Behind the magic and splendour of Valaxia, lies a darker world of torture, betrayal and deceit. One that Neely Lynch has become too well acquainted with; her life contained to the cells of Acheron and her soul hidden from the one who shares it. It festers, growing dark just like those who came before her as she fights to survive in a world that only wants to see her gone. The tide in Valaxia is turning, the truths of history rearing its ugly head. She will learn, they all will learn just why Valaxia fears the Vidalin Rider.

Hated by the people she's sworn to protect, dragon rider Neely Lynch searches for her stolen dragon while struggling to control the dark powers inside her. ***** After the Culling of Naughton -- a horrific slaughter that led to the murder of several dragon riders and the destruction of two separate armies -- Neely Lynch is on the warpath. Unbeknownst to most, Neely and her friends survived the Culling and are determined to reunite with their kidnapped dragons at any cost (even if that means leaving a trail of broken and bloody bodies behind them). But finding her dragon soon becomes the least of her problems when Neely discovers her disappearance after the Culling has only added to her reputation as the infamous Vidalin Rider. Hated and scorned by the people she's sworn to protect, Neely must find a way to prove she's not the villain everyone thinks she is before her dark and deadly powers, which are slowly growing beyond her control, transform her into the very thing she's trying not to be. [The Rider's Legend can be read as Book 3 in The Rider series, or as a standalone -- but note that it will spoil Book 1 and 2] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

It is two thousand long years into the future. There is no more Earth. There is only Callistra. Since the conclusion of the fae civil war that decimated the human population, there has been a strained peace among the surviving mythical creatures. But now, a strange fae illness is spreading across Callistra, and the era of harmony is crumbling fast. Pasiphae of Eo has been framed. Her grandmother, the most powerful witch in Eo, has fallen sick, and Pasiphae is suspected to be responsible. Forced to flee her homelands for treason against her coven, the only way to clear her name is to find the true traitor. Pasiphae has no choice but to venture deep into unknown territory with help from one of the fae. He can help her find the cause of the illness from within the Unseelie Court, where the walls talk and the shadows move, and she can do for him what the fae cannot do themselves: lie. But a conspiracy is unravelling in this foreign land swathed under perpetual night. All Pasiphae wanted was to prove her innocence, but within the heady darkness of the malevolent faery court, there is love and betrayal so potent it could ruin the world a second time.

In the sequel to Treachery Queen, the Seelie Court has declared its war on the world, and nothing will ever be the same. It has only been a week since Pasiphae of Eo entered a fake marriage alliance with the Seelie Crown Prince in a bid to forestall his mother's coming invasion on Medeis, Pasiphae's homeland. Now, those who were once enemies have disappeared into the shadows, while new contenders have clawed their way into power. Amidst the chaos, there is only one possible outcome that ends well for Medeis: Seth must have the Seelie throne, and Pasiphae takes it upon herself to ensure it. Meanwhile, Circe of Eo has turned diplomat. The Unseelie Queen knows that invasion is coming, and is desperate to snatch the Isles, where the humans make their home. To keep it from her grasp, the witches must conquer the land first, for the humans' own good. But the Isles has secrets of its own, and if Circe isn't careful, she may be swallowed by the rising tide. From a perilous journey into a country that kills all who enter, to a mission into the Seelie Court during its midnight sun, the two sisters will do anything to protect Medeis. Heads will roll, hearts will be broken, and if the world is to fall a second time, then so be it.

A thousand years ago humans landed on the shores of Clairval, seeking refuge from wars, famines and disaster and forged an uneasy truce with the wild Feysha. No one in the Kingdom of Clairval knows why the Feysha allowed humans to settle along the perimeter of the island, and the only proof that the Feysha even exist are the impassible Wilds in the centre of the island. Verana is about to change that. Feysha but more, she is sent from the Wild to warn the humans that darkness is coming for their island and remind them of the oath both parties swore to protect Clairval from what was to come. There are other powers, other kingdoms across the seas; some of them contain answers long hidden and some of them contain the enemies Verana was born to fight against, but she'll have to forge a truce not seen for a millennia before she can save the world. Violence and fighting. Cover by @whiskeyjanedoe ( part one of book one )

[12 Chapter Preview of 2019 Edition-2025 Edition Available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble] When an army of darkness falls from the sky, Alex Kingsley enlists the help of her male peers and ventures into spirit-infested lands to save humanity. ***** She's an outcast cursed to consume the memories of anything she touches. A woman fated to repopulate the nation's army. A breeder barred from the sword. And she's desperate for a taste of freedom. So when a tournament is held to recruit the army's best candidates, Alex Kingsley does what she does best: she intervenes. But it's only after dark forces are unleashed upon humanity that Alex finally has the chance to prove herself -- and put her curse to good use. ***** 2020 Watty Award Winner: Fantasy 1st Place Admiration Awards 2020: Fantasy

[20 Chapter Preview of 2021 Edition. 2025 Edition coming soon to Amazon] Fearing for Will's life, Alex crosses the Rim to save him from the Rhean monarchy, but the dark truths awaiting her will make her question everything. ***** Two months have passed since the battle at Holly, and Alex has worked tirelessly to master her power. Training under the Command has taken a toll on her health, but she welcomes the distraction - anything to keep her mind off the elusive Rhean prince. No one has heard from Will since his departure, and while her peers implore her to wait for his return, Alex has never known patience. Accompanied by two unlikely allies, she ventures into Rhean territory, desperate to save her friend. But one rescue mission might just cost her everything. ***** (Book 2 in the Ephemeral Series)

[25 Chapter Preview of 2024 Edition. 2025 Edition coming soon to Amazon] Book 3 in The Ephemeral series. After the attack on Havenbrooke, Alex Kingsley―a social outcast turned war hero―is now the most powerful woman in Ells. But her life, along with Will's future and the fate of 2,000 demonic prisoners, rests in the hands of the High Court. And the weeds have every reason to condemn her. It's up to Alex and her peers to shift their people's perceptions of women, enemies, and military precedents before the nation's antiquated foundations collapse. But to the west, Regulas is already preparing his retribution, and humanity's clock is ticking.

****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.