There are things that Áine Tracey knows about her family. She knows that the family legacy is a long, bloody one, and that her father holds New York City's drug trade in two tight hands. She knows that one day she'll be a part of it, but she never expected to find that out by waking up covered in blood that's not her own. Blood curses run deep, and Áine is unwilling to accept the inevibility that once the blood starts, it won't end until a family member dies. The interruptions and snooping of mediocre reporter Laslo Hugh is just one more annoyance she's determined to solve. Laslo, however, has other plans -- the Tracey family is a black hole of secrets just waiting to be uncovered, and he intends to be the one reporter they can't buy off, blood curses and bleeding girls be damned. Their investigation leads them into the events surrounding the curse as the death toll spikes, and in the end, Áine may be forced to take family matters into her own hands.

Banished from his own mansion, Kendric risks all by returning to see the woman he loves-when a man who is Kendric's brother in all but name discovers him. In a land breathing with magic and mystery, where snowflakes fall about a young man fleeing in the night from relentless pursuit . . . who is responsible for a murder? And who will pay for it? A 3000-word short work of fantasy.

Nevaeh escapes the drug cartels after discovering a secret that concerns the entire city of Antico. How can Regillion keep her safe from the drug lords on her tail and save his city at the same time?

Of all of the naughty, mischievous, disrespectful, and downright horrible things that children can be, a badling is perhaps one of the worst. Badlings abandon books without finishing them, leaving their characters sad and lonely-not to mention angry. Meet Bells, Peacock, Rusty, and Grand, four ragtag friends convicted of this monstrous crime. As punishment, they get sucked into a book of unfinished stories, whose patchwork pages they must traverse...and read to the end this time.