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How to survive when the god of war wants to destroy you and everyone you've ever met? Probably hide, really really well. What did I do? Become head priest of the most beautiful, irritating, quick-thinking, mind-reading, mildly sarcastic goddess I could trip over in the woods, then tell the war god to his face that I was gonna wipe up the pantheon with his ugly mug.

Betrayed by his own kind, his coven is forced to flee everything he paid for in blood. He will not forget the treachery and all that he lost, especially not those who tried to take what was his. He will have his revenge against everyone who wronged him, and no price will be too high. With two blood-elf princesses, who are as beautiful as they are deadly, and a feared vampire bone witch by his side, he will make everyone who opposed him drown in a sea of blood. Literally.

In a near future where monsters and humans coexist, Hieronymus "Jer" Bennington isn’t your run-of-the-mill psychiatrist. Despite losing his parents to a monster attack, Jer doesn’t judge people by the clothes they wear or the horns on their head. Instead, he runs a controversial clinic where he offers therapy to beastniks, but when his best friend’s suspicious death implicates him for murder, he hunts for the truth in a sexy-dangerous underworld filled with mythical creatures.

Not every man can handle a magitech gauntlet that speaks in floating silver text, or a handful of women with unique...needs. I’m not every man. When a bad blind date got worse—like, interdimensional lightning storm worse—I woke up to a realm of dragon women, magical kobolds, and a playful monkey girl with a painful secret. I also accidentally (totally on purpose) stole an ancient artifact in the form of a black gauntlet that bonded with my body and unlocked various new abilities. So what’s the catch? The glove wasn’t meant for me. It was meant for the fabled Hero of Silura.

When a smoking hot older biker saves me from a miserable night, I know I can call him home. But my dream soon turns into a nightmare when he kicks me out. Next thing I know, the past I've fought to escape comes back to haunt me. But I know where I can take refuge. If he'll have me.