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According to legend, I’m supposed to be some kind of all-powerful DragonGod - gifted with the magic of gods. Instead, I’m a dud. In fact, I'm currently failing out of the Undercover Protectorate’s magical institute. It's the supernatural version of Scotland Yard, and I’ve got one chance left to earn my place here. To do so, I have to compete in a deadly race across the world. In order to win, I need to survive. And I’ll need the help of a sexy and powerful shifter mage named Lachlan Munroe.

With the Shadows from her past hot on her tail, Del Bellator is committed to growing her magic. That means hunting demons and stealing their powers, a job that's as risky as dancing with the devil. But she'll need all the power she can get if she wants to defeat the Shadows, so she's willing to take the risk. While out on a demon hunt, she spots her boyfriend Roarke's long-lost brother. He's the only person who could tell her what the Shadows are up to. But only if only she can catch him.

Being a FireSoul has its perks. Cass Clereaux can find any type of magical treasure or steal any magical power. She'll pick hunting treasure any day because she doesn't have to kill for it, but that doesn't mean she hasn't stolen powers before. She needs them to stay alive. A fight to the death is the least of what she can expect if other supernaturals find out what she is, so Cass has become an expert at lying low.

Cass Clereaux has a few problems. Sure, she just saved her whole town and is now immortal, but immortality sucks. The same spell that made her immortal also takes away her magic. It's kaput. Finito. Gone. Being a FireSoul and finding magical treasure is who she is. Now, she couldn't find her left leg with a map. Not even if a dragon pointed the way.

At a glance, life is perfect for Del Bellator. She's getting the hang of her magic, the shop she runs with her friends is thriving, and she has a hot almost-boyfriend in the form of were-demon Roarke Fallon. But nothing is ever as it seems.

When I ran away to New Orleans, I’d hoped that I was leaving my awful past behind me. I was wrong. My former captor has found me, and he’s threatening the town I love if I don’t return to him. He wants me to use my power to kill for him, and he’ll destroy New Orleans if I refuse. Talan, the demon lord who is my mate, will stop at nothing to protect me. Together, we stand a chance—as long as I embrace the magic that has haunted me since the day I was born.

May 1148. All Dublin is shocked by the murder of a prominent merchant, but only Prince Godfrid knows that the dead man was also a co-conspirator in his brother's plan to take the throne of Dublin. With death stalking his every move, Godfrid must call upon new friends and old to find the killer--and with their help uncover a conspiracy stretching beyond Dublin's walls to every kingdom in Ireland. Join Godfrid the Dane for murder and mayhem in medieval Dublin in The Viking Prince, the 11th Gareth & Gwen Medieval Mystery.

Finally, I know what I am. A DragonGod. I’ve been gifted with the magic of the Viking gods. Except my new powers are devouring each other. If I don’t fix this soon, I’ll have no magic left - and no magic means no soul. To save myself, I must go on a quest through the realms of the Viking gods. It’ll be the most dangerous adventure of my life, taking me past monsters and deadly worlds. Fortunately, the Celtic war god, Cade, is at my side, along with my friends and allies.

I've made a deal with the Devil. Finally, I’ve found a place where my weirdness fits in - Guild City, a secret magical place deep in the heart of London. And it’s great...for about 2.5 seconds. Right up until the Council of Guilds discovers I’m a magical misfit with too much magic I can’t control. When they throw me in prison, my only hope is The Devil of Darkvale. A prophecy states that the lethally sexy vampire is my Cursed Mate. Whatever that means. He’s so powerful that he can get the Council off my back, but he’ll only do it if I work for him.

Against all odds, I’ve snagged myself a spot at the elite Undercover Protectorate. It’s basically a supernatural Scotland Yard, but in a castle. A dream come true. All I have to do is make it through their academy. No big deal. Except that I’m a magical nightmare - a supernatural with a strange brand of unknown dragon magic. When the Undercover Protectorate is attacked by a dark curse, it falls on me to solve the case - and save the castle.

Del Bellator has screwed up. Big time. She's failed to defeat her enemies, the Shadows, and has been forced to open a portal between hell and Earth. Now, demons are flowing onto Earth as fast as lava down a volcano. And the effects are going to be just as deadly. With the help of her friends and her boyfriend, the powerful Warden of the Underworld, Del must find the portal and close it. Thousands of demons are now on earth and Del has to figure out how to get rid of them and her enemies, the Shadows - without ending up dead.

Del Bellator's simple life of treasure hunting and demon slaying ended the moment she learned she was a Guardian between the Underworld and Earth. The only problem? She has no idea what that means and no control over the magic that could help her. Sure, she can turn into a Phantom and walk through walls, but in a world where demons can throw fireballs or strike her down with lightning, she needs control of some bigger magical weapons.

Things aren't looking great for Cass Clereaux. For one, her greatest fear has come true. She's stuck in the Prison for Magical Miscreants while her nemesis, Victor Orriodor, is out in the world, putting the last pieces of his plan into place. He's wreaking havoc, all while she's stuck in a stone box, awaiting likely execution.

Twice a year, the alien, Lord Toric demands a selection of human women between the ages of 18 and 20, to compete for a place in his harem. Maya must get through just one more selection, and then she can marry the man of her dreams. She should have been safe, but when a young woman who was supposed to compete dies the day of the selection, Maya is forced into the competition. Thrown into the fight of her life with no preparation, Maya must shed her innocence, and win Lord Toric's favor.

For cursed mates, it’s kill or be killed. Unless we find a way out. There’s no other way to say it: I’m up a creek without a paddle. Sure, some things are going great. My supernatural sleuth business is up and running, and I’ve got a group of fab friends. On the other hand, I’m one half of a cursed mate bond, and we’re reaching the end of the line. Grey, who I’ve grown to care too much for, is going to kill me. Or he’s going to die. Then I discover a mystery that pulls me in deep.

Life as I know it is irrevocably changed. I’m now the leader of the Shadow Guild, a ragtag bunch of supernaturals who don’t quite fit in anywhere but together. It should be perfect, but of course the magical world is never so easy. For one, the man that I’m falling for - the Devil of Darkvale - is doomed by a curse that will drag him to hell. There’s only one solution - use magic to break the ancient, fated bond that binds us, and then don’t fall for each other.

The good news: I have a new life in a crazy city full of actual magic. Wild, right? The bad news: I still don’t have a guild, which means I’m halfway to being an outlaw. My days here are numbered. When an enchanted book reveals dark secrets from Guild City’s past, a deadly threat rises. Worse, it has stained my friend Mac with a deadly curse.

April 2022. When an unknown gunman sends David and William back to Earth Two, Michael, and Livia are left gasping along with the rest of their universe. Accepting that their respective employers are possible suspects, not to mention untrustworthy, the pair band together in the shooting's immediate aftermath, in an attempt to put the first few pieces of the puzzle together. But when an unexpected bout of time travel upends everyone yet again, Michael and Livia realize they are on their own, and this particular puzzle is one that they - and only they - can solve.

So here’s the deal—I’m a magical disaster. A witch from a family of witches, and the only one whose magic blows up in her face. Which is why I came up with my rules....

Most witches have a coven. Not me. For me, the protection a coven offers does not outweigh the risk of being discovered. I've worked odd jobs here and there peddling (mostly) legal potions I brew when I can. But when an opportunity to work for the vampires fell in my lap, I took it. I heal the people they feed on and don't ask too many questions. After less than six months working this gig, a girl turns up dead, drained of blood. Of course, I am the first person the police pay a visit to.