Raven Kennedy

You'd think that basically being in charge of love would be an epic job, right? Wrong. Sure, I can blow some Lust into people's faces and watch the show, but I can't actually participate. It gets old, trust me....

My name is Medley Bell, and if you had told me this time last week that I was demon, then I’d have said you were nuttier than a squirrel turd....

Go into Hell, the hot demons said. It’ll be no big deal, they said. I was only supposed to walk through a Hellish Ring or two so we could find out my demonic origin. Easy peasy, Right? Wrong. Now I’m alone, locked up in some freak’s dungeon, and mourning the loss of my demons....

It’s never a good combo to be broke and desperate. You do stupid things. Like accidentally sign your soul over to hell. When I interviewed for a new security job, I didn’t bat an eye that it was for a literal graveyard shift...headstones and all....

Note to my stupid cupid self: The next time I go and anchor myself to a hot covey, make sure those anchors aren't about to compete in a fight to the death. Yeah. Total downer....

What do you get when you have four mates, one psychotic prince, a horde of rebels, and a cupid who just got yanked out of the realm? A big freaking problem, that’s what....

I’ve been waiting my whole life to get my wolf. But now that the time is here, I need to run. Three years ago, a nightmare of an alpha took over my pack by force, and ever since, he’s been trying to do the same to me. I can’t let that happen....

Cupidville is overrun with new cupid recruits, and it’s up to me to train them in time for Valentine’s Day. Too bad I have four mates who keep insisting that it’s time for me to take a break....

I live with a pack of misfit shifters. We aren't going to be winning any popularity contests, our hodgepodge bunch is more loyal than even the strongest pred packs. I should know. I grew up in one of them. As soon as they realized I was different, I was despised, even by my own family....

Five years ago, I saw something I shouldn’t have. Ominous, right? But what really sucks is I got caught. I’ve been trapped as my animal ever since, hidden away and forced to stay shifted and silent. Until one day, when I get brought to a pet shop where a shifter recognizes me....

Nightmare Penitentiary is no joke. The worst of the worst in the paranormal world end up at NP, and I just got sentenced there. For others, this might be cause for freaking the hell out. But for me, it’s a f--king relief....

I was taken as a baby and trained to become an elite member of Troupe Delirium. My time with them is as permanent as the damn collar on my neck. Until Heathcliff helps me escape. I have nothing but the clothes on my back and the good sense to get as far away as I can....

I’ve spent my whole life seeing monsters, but they could never see me back...until now. Turns out, I’m not crazy like I’ve spent my whole life believing. Too bad it took being locked in a cage and tortured almost to the point of insanity to realize that....

La Prisionera de Oro ha escapado de su jaula, pero su viaje apenas comienza. En Annwyn, el reino de los fae, se enfrentará a pruebas aún mayores mientras lucha por reunirse con Slade.

Here’s what I know. Being a cupid is hard work. Love Matches, Lust Breath, Flirt Touches, not to mention having to meet my quotas every month. And hitting your target with arrows? That shit is not easy. But all of that I could handle. Gladly. If only my cupid powers would actually work....

We were Army Rangers, the best of the best. And then one day, everything that we worked so hard to become was ripped away. Now, we're in some podunk town, trying to find a sense of normal among the crazy, and learn how to live again. That gets a hell of a lot harder to do when a virus spreads...

" L'or. Planchers d'or, murs d'or, meubles d'or, vêtements d'or. À Highbell, dans le château construit au coeur des montagnes gelées...

À présent prisonnière de l'armée du Quatrième Royaume, Auren craint pour sa vie. Elle est la monnaie d'échange qui va soit éteindre le feu, soit...

Ich träume schon mein ganzes Leben davon, mich endlich in eine Wölfin zu verwandeln. Wie jedes Mitglied meines Rudels muss ich dazu ein Ritual vollziehen.

A painter with a spark in his hands. A muse who holds a storm inside of her. Colors will bring them together, but life will rip them apart. This is a dark romance filled with heartbreak, magic, violence, and love....