Years ago, the Trolls were banished into the Nether, a void of evil and darkness between the magical realms. With their greed and treachery locked away, peace has reigned throughout the worlds. But not for nineteen-year-old witch, Aramina. Being discovered to be a non-magic-a witch with waning powers- has cost her everything. A place among her people, her future as the next High Mistress of Magic, and the man she loves. Determined to live a life without magic, Aramina's plan is foiled when Roane, a man of many secrets and tattoos thwarts her kidnapping. He introduces her to a world where non-magics are being hunted and sent into the Nether. She will never be safe unless she finds out why the Trolls need non-magics and who is smuggling them into the Nether. To get her answer, Aramina will be forced to face an evil that's had a chance to grow, and to defeat it, she'll need a different kind of magic. The kind she'll only find within herself. That is if she can finally face her demons, and if Roane's secret doesn't get her killed first.

Full version available on Amazon! https://a.co/d/8Mj3nhv Fidelia Atwell, a fiery red-headed American, will do anything to protect her sister during the war of 1812: even marry her enemy, the British spy Lord William Greyville. **** When British spy Lord William Greyville promises to protect the American sisters of his childhood friend in exchange for his life, fiery American Fidelia Atwell finds herself married to her enemy to protect his cover and her sister's life. The couple immediately butts heads, but Fidelia soon discovers her handsome husband to be a gentle and loving man who softens her feisty temper. When new dangers threaten Fidelia's life and William's cover, she finds herself playing the part of the spy to protect the man she loves and end the war that keeps them apart, but a traitor and an old enemy mean that failure will be something worse than death for William and the Atwell sisters. As spies, they could both lose their lives. As husband and wife, they could both lose their hearts. (Book One of the "In The Arms of My Love" Series) [[Winner of the Watty's 2020 Historical Fiction Award!]] [[Runner-up in the 2019 Covenant Communications StoryCatchers Contest]] [[Featured on the Editor's Picklist! (4-29-21)]] Highest Rankings: #17 for Historical Fiction! Content warning: this book contains PG-13 rated violence with some descriptions of blood, gunshots, and sword fights.

People all say that Archangel is as safe as can be. You can ask anybody around. They'll tell you as much. That sleepy logging town is the kind of place where people spend their summers grilling down by the lake, and where they know their neighbor's name. Heck, just walk down any road in town and see how many folks wave to you as they drive past. You'd probably even get the same treatment from the guards down at the TARN Defense Industries labs. Just mind that you don't get too close to the gate. Oh, and try not to listen too closely to any sounds coming from the other side of the fence. With Archangel being the kind of small town that it is, no one knew how to make heads or tails of the Novak boy going missing. The Sheriff-being mostly TARN's Sheriff-blamed some kind of cult for the crime, on account of all the blood and the symbols carved into the trees where they found the kid's truck. Some people bought it. Some, but not all. See, people have questions-especially people like Brandon Jones. His sister, Amanda, went missing back in '99, and from what people around town are saying, he's got an itch to prove that those TARN people had something to do with whatever happened to both Amanda, and Thomas. Archangel being what it is, he might have a shot at it. But then again, he might not.