NEW EVENTS

 

 

 

"Spiritual contract law" doesn't exactly fit on a LinkedIn profile. Neither does "I can see the threads of fate binding people to their doom." But that's exactly what I do now—I see the deals, the desperate promises, the soul-deep contracts that mortals make when they've run out of options.

 

My latest client is a surgeon who promised Erzulie Dantor anything to save her son's life. Anything. The goddess of mothers took her at her word, and now she wants the surgeon's hands—literally. Every life she saves from here on out belongs to the goddess. It's elegant. Brutal. And technically ironclad.

 

But I've found a loophole in the original terms, buried in the way the oath was sworn. If I can prove the contract was made under false pretenses—that the goddess is literally feeding on my client like a parasite—I might be able to renegotiate. The problem? Erzulie Dantor doesn't appreciate being told she's wrong. And Papa Legba is breathing down my neck, reminding me that my job is to facilitate deals, not torpedo them.

 

Baron Samedi, of course, finds the whole situation hilarious. He keeps appearing at the worst possible moments—in my bathtub, in my car, once memorably in my therapist's waiting room—to mock my "crusade" and place bets on how long until the other lwa crush me. But when Erzulie's followers start targeting me directly, he's the one who shows up with a warning. Not help. Just information. He claims he's protecting his "investment," but there's something in the way he looks at me that makes my skin prickle.

 

I tell myself it's disgust. It's definitely disgust.

 

My grandmother never told me that being a crossroads demon would mean choosing between my conscience and my survival. She never mentioned that the gods would start testing me, pushing back, making examples out of mortals who dared to have a demon advocate on their side.

 

But I've spent twenty years fighting for clients in boardrooms and courtrooms. The venues have changed, but I haven't. And I am not backing down.

Even if it kills me. Even if the god of death himself won't stop watching me like I'm the most interesting thing he's seen in centuries.

 

 

 

Return to Ferguson's Folly for a second time. Watch out for a meddling orange tomcat, matchmaking ghosts, a frazzled event planner, and a couple who are perfect for each other but haven't realized it yet. Pssst! Daddy alert!

 

OPEN EVENTS

Release Blitz: July 13th
 

Knox Davies went from bullied nerd to powerful, wealthy, and wildly irresistible—and he has zero interest in slowing down. With a nonstop drive for success, a revolving door of women, and a hit podcast with his best friends, he has everything money can buy… except the one thing he’s never believed in—love.

Madison Hardwick left Alaska in search of the perfect life. For her, that means nabbing a husband, preferably before she finishes unpacking. She already has her dream job at the Library of Congress—now she wants a true love better than any fairy tale. Madison doesn’t plan to settle for the first hottie to cross her path. But when that hottie happens to be DC’s most eligible bachelor, why keep browsing?

Knox doesn’t do relationships. Madison doesn’t do uncertainty. So why can’t they stay away from each other? As sparks fly and lines blur, Knox finds himself chasing something he never wanted—and can’t quite define. When a long-buried secret surfaces, it changes everything. He’ll have to decide: keep playing the game, or risk it all for the one woman who refuses to be just another win.

 

Can a fake engagement give this wealthy veteran a second chance with his first love?

Captain Erik Anderson’s fiancée finally arrives in small-town Trinity Falls only to dump him just before their wedding. But he’s desperate for the show to go on. The last thing he wants at Christmastime is to disappoint any of the struggling veterans he’s committed his life to help—men who have become like a family to him.

Just when he thinks he’s all out of options, Erik finds himself face to face with the girl he loved and lost long ago. Before he can stop himself, he asks Jenny to help him cheer up his men by going forward with the wedding, only with Jenny stepping in as his fake bride. He knows he’s in too deep the moment she agrees.

And then she introduces him to her newly adopted son.

Erik bonds instantly with the funny, inquisitive nine-year-old. But can Gael really keep such a big secret? Or will he blow the lid off the whole thing?

And what happens when their pretend engagement starts to feel all too real? Jenny is down-to-earth, fun-loving, and she hits it off right away with his whole crew. And the more time Erik spends with Gael, the more he finds himself wishing the boy really was going to be his son. It’s everything he ever wanted.

If he hadn’t messed things up so badly the first time he loved Jenny, maybe they would actually have a second chance at true happiness now.

But for Captain Erik Anderson, that ship has sailed.

Will this fantasy family really break up after the holidays? Or will the pretend newlyweds fake it until they actually make it?

Trinity Falls Sweet Romance is all about finding family – one clean & wholesome romance at a time. The Trinity Falls Sweet Romance: Home for Christmas inspirational series celebrates a group of men coming home to a small Pennsylvania town at Christmastime, and finding love and meaning in the season.

 

Former Lieutenant Colonel in the Army Nursing Corps, Addyson Parker, is in desperate need of a distraction after losing her husband in war. Serenity is the perfect place for her to rebuild her life and move on from the tragedy that has left her in pain.

Newly-hired Liam Miller is Serenity Securities' newest member of Team Hawk. No stranger to trauma, Liam knows the importance of the Winters Foundation hospital firsthand as a patient. When he encounters the grieving widow, Liam realizes he'll do anything to help relinquish her suffering. After all, Addyson deserves love and happiness again.

But when Liam is called into action with Team Hawk, Addyson's fears come barreling back. She's loved and lost and has no strength to endure it again. Can she open her heart, or will the risk of losing Liam destroy her desire for a second chance at love?

 

 

Ten years ago, a tragic shootout took her brother’s life. The CIA took what was left of hers.
Now she’s on the run in South America with nowhere to turn. Unless…

Mason “Triumph” Zelinski needs to be needed.
The loss of close friends last year left a gaping hole in his life, and nothing holds meaning anymore. If only something would happen to bring purpose to his life again.

He should have been careful what he wished for.
Over a terrible phone connection, two voices are reunited after almost a decade, and it’s a race against the clock to help a CIA agent cross an entire continent to safety.

How many men does it take to bring home a burned CIA agent? Two Texas Rangers. Two FBI contacts. Two deadmen. And one very determined blast from her past.

It’s time to bring Glennon home for good.

 

 

 

Three weeks ago, I clawed my way out of Perdition Point's Fifth Borough with a shattered magical core, an emotionally lobotomized demon boyfriend, and a fragment of dimensional fabric fused to my soul that no one can explain.

 

I need rest, time to heal, and a chance to process the fact that what I did down there should have killed me three times over.

 

Instead, I'm accepting a drywall contract for a creaky Victorian basement. Why? Because I’m broke and the pay is obscene.

 

It’s supposed to be simple. Hang drywall. Supervise Zane. Collect my paycheck. Prove I'm still functional. But the basement has protection wards carved into the foundation—old ones that make my skin prickle. Then again, half the houses on Saltcliff Island are drenched in weird magic. That's why I moved here.

 

Turns out those wards are a prison, and I need to learn to trust my instincts implicitly.

The demon locked inside quickly figures out I'm related to the woman who trapped him seventy years ago.

 

He's powerful. Angry. And draining my already damaged magic the minute I walk through the door. Now he’s getting stronger while my core splinters further.

 

Worse? He doesn't want me dead. He wants to use the dimensional fragment fused to my soul to shatter his prison and tear open a doorway that'll make the Fifth Borough look tame.

 

My family's outside trying to break in. Riley's having apocalyptic visions. And I'm trapped down here with a taping knife, a flickering demon boyfriend, and a terrifying realization. Stopping this might mean embracing the very thing that could destroy me.

 

They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

 

Whoever they are, they’ve never had to choose between dying human or surviving as something else entirely.

 

Welcome back to Saltcliff Island, where the demons hold grudges, the basements are haunted, and apparently, I negotiate with ancient evil while covered in drywall dust.

At least the money's still good. Assuming I live to spend it.

 

She needs a safe place to stay. He needs time to convince her that they’re fated mates.

Cooper
I’m out for a run one night when someone comes crashing through the brush and runs right into me.
It takes me a millisecond to realize that I’ve just found my fated mate, and another second after that to realize that the first time we met shouldn’t have been when I was in my wolf form.
She faints, and I carry her home, practicing what I’ll say to her as I go.
When she wakes up, though, I learn that there’s more standing in the way of us being together than me explaining shifters and fated mates to her.
Now I need to keep her safe, all while convincing Landry that she’s right where she’s meant to be.

Landry
When my sister and I are kidnapped, I’m not sure what’s going on or how we’ll get out of this mess.
We’re separated early on, and I spend days worried about where and how she is.
When I get a chance to escape, I take it, determined to find someone to help me find Taylor.
Instead, I find Cooper.
He saves me and reunites me with my sister.
Then he tells me that I’m his.
Now I have to decide my next steps.
Do I stay with Cooper, or go back to my old life?

 

 

 

Tyler

 

After all that I've been through, there's nothing I won't do to protect what matters most. I've devoted my life to this ranch and my son, and I promised I’d never let anyone get close enough to risk losing either one of them again.

 

But even the most disciplined man makes a mistake from time to time.

 

 

I didn't expect to see her again, so when Delaney reenters my life with news that scares us both, the safety I've carefully built for myself shatters. It was just one night of weakness, but now it ties us together forever. I've been down this road before, and I'm terrified of how the journey will end.

 

She's far too young to shoulder this burden alone, but the ranch is expanding, and there's no room for distractions. Delaney thinks she’s cursed to lose everyone she loves. I’m terrified that if I trust her, I’ll lose the son I’ve spent years shielding from the world. But the day our lives change forever is coming soon, and it's time for me to decide: do I keep guarding my heart like a fortress, or do I step up and be the man everyone needs me to be?

 

 

 

 

Leland Hale learned long ago what love costs. After losing his partner in the line of duty, he swore he'd never risk that pain again—no attachments, no futures, no promises he couldn't keep. His work is dangerous, and his world is deadly. Getting close to anyone only paints a target on their back.

 

Julia never meant to fall for a man who would never be hers, but the pull she feels toward Leland is fierce. Every touch leaves her breathless. Their chemistry is impossible to resist. So when Leland draws a hard line between them, insisting she deserves more than he can give, Julia refuses to settle and walks away - from the club, from Leland, and from the safety she didn't realize she had.

 

As women begin disappearing from Miami's public club scene—and one turns up dead—the Devlin team starts hunting a predator they don't yet understand. But once they identify the common threads between each of his victims, a chilling realization hits Leland. Julia fits the profile.

 

Now the woman he tried to protect has become the killer's perfect target. And the only way to keep her safe is breaking the vow that has ruled his life for years. Because losing Julia isn't a risk that Leland is willing to take.

 

 

Yasmine Jafari is cursed. Always the bridesmaid, never the bride - that's her. After watching all of her exes find their happily-ever-afters with the very next woman they date after her, she's done with even attempting to find love anymore.

That's why when the most unlikely of encounters with a man who is all wrong for her leads erupts in explosive chemistry, she knows better than to get attached... especially because they're the worst match possible.

 

I hate going to the doctors, but that’s not my problem right now. It’s that the new physician in town won’t stop trying to make me his.

Alexi
I hate doctors.
Hate everything about going to see them.
The cold rooms, the stern faces, the way they act like they know your whole life because of a clipboard.
So when I got sick, I put it off as long as humanly possible, but my fever is getting worse, so I bite the bullet and drag my miserable butt into Wolf Valley Medical.
I’m prepared for a shot or some vile-tasting medicine.
What I wasn’t prepared for was Dr. Hugh Mercer.
Tall, broad, annoyingly handsome, and so grumpy he makes thunderstorms look cheerful.
He should’ve been intimidating, but instead he was almost…gentle.
For some reason, he looked at me like I was the most important thing he’d seen all day.
I had rushed out when we were done, but now every time I turn a corner, he’s there.
Checking on me.
Asking if I’m eating.
Offering to drive me home.
And I keep doing the only reasonable thing I can think of.
Running in the opposite direction.

Hugh
I’ve been a doctor for years.
I’ve met every kind of patient—nervous, stubborn, loud, angry, but nothing prepared me for Alexi.
She walked into my exam room with flushed cheeks, a runny nose, and enough attitude to take down an entire ER.
And I fell.
Hard.
She hates doctors, hates asking for help, and hates that I can read her fever from across the room, but I don’t care.
I care about her.
The woman who refuses to slow down even when she’s sick.
The woman who blushes every time I get too close.
The woman who keeps staring at me like I’m the one who needs medical attention.
Now I just have to figure out how to get her to stop running long enough to see the truth.
She doesn’t need a doctor.
She needs me.
And I’m not giving up on her or us.

 

 

 

It's three in the morning when Artemis manifests at Pymm's Pondside looking like death warmed over. With divine power flickering like a faulty light bulb and dark circles that shouldn't exist on a goddess, she's begging for help with nightmares that are literally killing her kind and Fiona Shakleton knows their hard-won week of peace is officially over.

 

The goddess of the hunt has never asked for anything. She demands, expects, and occasionally threatens. But asks? Never. Which means things are properly buggered.

 

The nightmares aren't random—they're echoes of magical vengeance from a mystery cult the Olympians destroyed centuries ago. A cult that discovered how to make gods mortal and paid for that knowledge with their lives. Now someone is channeling their collective rage into a weapon, systematically executing the divine beings responsible for their massacre. And with each god that dies screaming in their sleep, the vengeance spreads, infecting anyone with supernatural heritage and threatening to tear reality itself apart.

 

As the Backside of Forty digs deeper, they expose an uncomfortable truth. The mystery cult wasn't trying to destroy the gods, they were only trying to hold them accountable. The Olympians killed them not for being evil, but for threatening divine supremacy. Which raises the question no one wants to answer: are they fighting to stop mass murder or just protecting the powerful from consequences?

 

Fiona's still recovering from nearly losing herself to Roxy's corruption. Violet's phoenix nature is evolving in ways that blur the line between destruction and transformation. Aislinn's daughter is manifesting terrifying new abilities. And they're all being forced to choose between stopping a mass execution and acknowledging that maybe, just maybe, some gods deserve what's coming.

 

With two days until the new moon ritual that will kill every guilty deity simultaneously, the team must find a third option between revenge and impunity. Because if they fail, it won't just be gods who die—it'll be everyone caught in the crossfire when the boundary between mortal and divine realms shatters completely.

 

Retribution or responsibility. Murder or consequence. Sometimes the line between them is just semantics and desperation.

 

And the Backside of Forty is about to find out which side of that line they're really on.

 

 

 

The latest story from the Devil Daddies MC series is roaring your way soon!

The members of the Devil Daddies MC will risk all to secure two things: special acquisitions and women with a Little side.

 

 

 

 

Blurb to come!

 

 

She’s a shifter who’s never shifted. He’s a shifter who just found his fated mate.

Russo
I’ve been all over the world looking for my fated mate with no luck.
I’ve given up now and resigned myself to a quiet life alone in Night Grove Falls.
Until one night, I find an injured woman in my backyard.
An injured woman who just so happens to be my mate.
It’s obvious that she’s been through something, and I know that I need to help her and keep her safe.
I’m just not sure how to go about doing that.

Ever
I’ve been locked away for so long that it’s strange being free.
Although I guess I’m not really free.
I’m scared to step outside, terrified that I’ll be found and dragged back home.
My savior, Russo, says that I can stay as long as I like.
He says that I’m already home, but I’m not sure how to trust his words.
How can I trust him when I can’t even trust myself?

 

 

I can command the dead, but saving the living may cost me everything.

As the newest member of the Sacred Sisterhood, I’m given a brutal task of dispatching a zombie horde before it devours everything in its path. But the dead aren’t rising because of errant necromancy.

 

A powerful enemy has returned, and he means to reshape our world into something twisted, broken, and unlivable.

 

To stop him, I’ll need more than my magic, my sisters, and the loyal friends willing to fight beside me. I’ll need the relentless protection of a stubborn gargoyle determined to keep me alive... and the one dark power I’ve feared my entire life.

 

But if the only way to save the world is to unleash the very thing that could destroy me, will I sacrifice my soul for everyone I love... or let the world burn?

 

 

 

He’s her boss. She’s sworn off love. But one kiss changes everything.

Pete Hansen has built his life on instinct on the ice and off. So when the retired hockey star buys a small-town inn in Chapman, Connecticut, he doesn’t expect the one thing he can’t outrun… his undeniable attraction to his head of marketing, Susie O’Connor.

Smart, guarded, and fiercely devoted to her ten-year-old son, Susie has no interest in mixing business with pleasure. Especially not with a man like Pete. Charming. Persistent. And far too easy to fall for.

But the closer they work together, the harder it becomes to ignore the spark between them.

As small-town gossip swirls, tensions rise, and Susie’s closest friendship begins to unravel, keeping her distance from Pete might cost her more than she’s willing to lose.

Because some risks aren’t just worth taking…

They’re worth everything.

 

 

 

Lucifer

 

Wielding the gavel for the Fallen Demons MC means I take what I want. And Jessica is no exception.

 

The moment I laid eyes on her, something raw and primal awakened within me. She was young, beautiful, and desperate to outrun her past. And I was the selfish bastard who needed to possess every curve of her body and own all the jagged edges of her soul.

 

My recklessness nearly destroyed her, so I did everything in my power to make it right. Now she sees me as a monster who has trapped her in a lie.

 

I've kept my distance, watching from the shadows while she tries to heal. Jessie's gone to hell and back, and every time she looks in the mirror all she sees are reminders of the pain. Her mother's mistakes. My betrayal. Her brand new scars.

 

She wants to let the darkness consume her, but I didn't watch her fight for her life just to throw it all away. And I won't rest until the woman I've claimed can see herself through my eyes. As a goddess. A warrior. A siren. The woman I secretly call my wife.

 

 

The role of a lifetime doesn’t always take place on the silver screen
 

Arabella “Remy” Remington
 

I’m a surgeon. I like things tidy—rules, routines, predictability, perfection. And I guard my heart as fiercely as the women and children I’m dedicated to helping.
 

Until he enters the picture.
 

Sebastian Wheatley is a walking red flag. A charming, sexy as sin, Hollywood-mega-star red flag. He’s smooth and unpredictable—something decidedly unsafe in the world I’ve intentionally created for myself. But one look at him has my blood heating, and I’m not sure if it’s from annoyance…or desire.
 

The charming devil slides into my life, looking to make a deal. A temporary marriage of convenience to help him land the role of a lifetime. In exchange, I get the funds necessary to secure the stability of a cause deeply important to me.
 

My common sense says “run.” But despite the risk to my carefully tidy life and the fortress it provides for my painful secrets and battered heart, something about him has me accepting the proposal. And hoping I haven’t just derailed everything I’ve ever worked for. 
 

Late Harvest brings heart, heat, and humor in book one of the Red Wine Supper Club, a later-in-life romance series.

 

Sometimes you have to break all the rules to find everything you never knew you wanted. Come along for the fun, sexy ride as billionaire Fitz Silver pursues his biggest challenge yet—taming wild child Jennifer Stone. Loaded with heat, humor, and heart, this steamy, small-town, standalone romance is unputdownable. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and a happily ever after that will leave you thinking about it long after you read the last page.
 

Silver Island’s golden boy Fitz Silver keeps his business dealings clean, his affairs private, and fulfills every promise he makes. Infuriatingly so. He’s six-plus feet of gentleman in the streets and an unrelenting alpha in the sheets. I should know. I enjoyed a single scorching night in his bed over the summer. But contrary to him being every woman’s fantasy, Fitz is my worst nightmare. I’m a risk taker, a rule breaker. I wasn’t looking for more than a little vacation fun, but that passionate night knocked me off my feet. When a chance encounter brings me face-to-face with the man who ruined me for all others, I know better than to land in his bed again. Unfortunately, outside my job as a high school principal, I’m not known for my good decisions. Once again I plan to leave Mr. Silver and our surprising connection behind, but he’s annoyingly unforgettable, and then two pink lines change everything.

 

I didn’t mean to wake up the hottest man in my apartment building at six in the morning, but in my defense… my kitchen was on fire.

Coco
I can’t cook, can’t even boil water without setting off the fire alarm, and trust me, I’ve tried.
That’s actually how I meet my grumpy new neighbor.
He comes over to yell at me for waking him up with the fire alarm and embarrasses me in front of the entire building.
Now my new plan is to avoid that man like the plague and find some other way to feed myself.
Unfortunately for me, my new neighbor seems to have other plans.

Alec
As a chef, I value my routine.
My hours are all kinds of messed up, so having a set schedule saves me from being a royal, sleep-deprived jerk.
Or it used to.
Until I meet Coco.
Now she has me stepping way outside my comfort zone.
I’m chasing after her, trying to make up for our first meeting, but it’s no use.
She doesn’t want anything to do with me.
When she signs up for my cooking class, I know that this is my chance.
She thinks the class is about food.
It’s not.
It’s about me teaching her exactly what she’s been missing.

 

 

 

When my boss all but vanishes off the face of the Earth, I know something is wrong. So I pack my bags and go searching for her.

 

What I find in the depths of the Colorado wilderness is something that makes even my horror-loving heart tremble.

 

A family of uncomfortably sexy, deviant siblings, taking women and turning them into little dolls for their own perverse enjoyment. I watch as my boss is paraded around town in ruffles and lace, guarded at all times by a man she calls Daddy.

 

Then one of his brothers sees me… and the chase is on.

 

Taking up my role as the final girl in this twisted thriller, I run. Fleeing into the woods, desperate to escape this masked man’s wicked clutches.

 

Because I know if he catches me, I’ll be just like the others. His pretty little prey, subject to whatever wicked pleasure he chooses to debase me with.

 

And then there will be no one left to save us.

 

 

The Doctor Is In (You)...

*Blurb coming soon!

 

Blurb coming soon: Kirby and Eloise's story--as they search for answers regarding missing indigenous loved ones, Kirby struggles in the playoffs.