Radikaderah has spent her whole life travelling as a Prophet for the Goddess of Winter, Tier. But what if she doesn't want to spend the rest of her life doing the same thing? On a fateful trip, Radi finds an opportunity to leave and become her own person, and she takes it. Takes place before and during "Through the North" (Greatest Thief book 4)

Book 4 of The Fated Chronicles The last place Peter Calderon-Heil should be is Antarctica. He's all things omegas are said to be-weak, fragile, and quick to submit. Travelling to the coldest continent on the planet isn't going to change that, but he's tired of waiting for a mate that does not exist, and staying at home, where everyone else is mated, is not an option. So, Antarctica. It's so vast, it's terrifying, but it's not the thing he fears the most, which means that he can survive it. What Peter doesn't know is that his greatest fear lives right beneath the ice, and has been for centuries. They've claimed the underbelly of the planet's most frigid region and carved their domain out with blood and fang. At the helm of it all? A vampire so fierce he might as well have stepped out of Peter's nightmares. Unfortunately for Peter, he's also the one who calls to his heart.

Book 2 of The Eternal Annals Aiasthlyn Kethlana. King of the Anael Faction, leader of the Fey elves. In a world where elves live peacefully, he has only wished for the plain life as any lucky elf, but Ythene has never heeded his prayers. His curses, others name blessings, never end, but he prays that for once it will when it comes time for the elven realm to gain a new Protector. Blessed or cursed, there is a Charge- a mission beyond worlds to another where light and darkness remain at war. Aiasthlyn does not want it, the power, the glory. He has never wanted for anything other than peace. That is, until he is chosen by a sharp-toothed, gloriously perfect man who worships him before he even truly knows him and makes him want everything.

Twenty-one-year-old Flynn is homeless, technically, but he still has a roof over his head and food in his belly, so it's fine. This whole thing wasn't even his fault. Really! He just witnessed something awful, called the cops, and then his landlord-or whatever that tattooed man he paid rent to was-kicked him out. Cam and Justin are twenty-five and have known each other for nearly their entire lives. They share a beautiful home and run a successful antiquing business, but beneath the surface, they've been struggling ever since their years of caring for Justin's terminally ill sister came to its natural end. They've always had the most fun when they brought in a third, and when they meet Flynn, they're instantly smitten-charmed by this sweet, bumbling boy who so clearly needs a helping hand. But Flynn isn't looking for a one-night stand. He's looking for a home. Is bringing him into their lives really a good idea?

Is unconditional adoration really too much to ask? Lucius sold his soul to change the world for the better. Of course, the definition of 'better' may have twisted over the years, but how is that his fault? After being torn away from the (one and ONLY, by the way) love of his life, some retaliation should be expected if not strictly required, and after finding the corpse of his dead friend walking around, shouldn't some crowbar-related maiming be forgiven? Oh, and after housing a parasitic vein infestation in his chest, shouldn't at least one tiny, horribly unethical blood ritual or two be justified? Apparently some would disagree, which seems strange to Lucius and the second Lucius inside Lucius' head. This is the third book in the Eternity series.

[Book 3 of the Taste Series] Six chefs join a high stakes culinary competition under an alias to prove their worth against titans of the industry-six Michelin-star veterans. Among the three judges critiquing their creations is a curious, but reluctant, snowflake. Because standing in the first row looking him straight in the eye, is the spark of a flame.

Life was amazing. At least, that's how Orion saw it. During the night he lived on the land, dancing with the clueless humans and learning their ways, enjoying music and the simple things of life. When dawn arrived, he would return to his rightful spot in the sea, singing about the joys of his life. That was his way of living, until that one faithful day, where he saved a human after it was forced to walk the plank. A day where he unknowingly saved the life of one of most ruthless and well-known Pirate Captain. The day that the predatory Siren, became the pirate's prey.

Life is unfair and cruel. That is at least what Lane has learned growing up in his haughty feline pride. Born in a society that preaches perfection and condemns any flaw, Lane is lucky to have made it past his childhood. He was the pride's biggest flaw, a cruel reminded to the arrogant shifters that even with their pure bloodlines, something could still go wrong. Lane was born partially blind after an incident that claimed his mother. And now he had the whole pride sniffing at his heels. Soon enough, they would unleash their furry.

Pale, inhumanly fast, unparalleled reflexes and even better senses, Vampires were well known in the supernatural worlds as they took their place amongst the Apex predators. Though most of them were sophisticated creatures, identified by whom and what they fed on, there were some rather unique individuals considered as a rarity. Blood bound them all but some vampires longed for a forbidden pleasure, a dark desire and thirst of the blood of the rarest creature known to their kin. The blood of a Deprived. Creating a Deprived was forbidden, the punishment for such an offence was a painful and drawn out death. To create a Deprived, a vampire needed to reject its mate, knowing that the rejection would alter and change the bodies of their Beloved and doom them to the life of a bloodslave. Yet somehow, that is exactly what happened to Jesse.

New arrivals and additions to the pack weren't uncommon at all. As the Alpha's son, Brandon had seen plenty of rogues, humans and wolves file for sanctuary in the hopes of becoming part of his fathers pack. Normally, those new arrivals would be introduced to the pack and allowed to mingle, to find their own place to settle down. Yet when Brandon's father accepted a human to join them, it was kept secluded and sheltered, hidden from the pack. The only ones who were allowed to interact with the human, were the Alpha and Brandon himself. It made the Alpha's son question what exactly was so special about this one human.