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Fiend hunter Sam “Sabertooth” Forest is used to being on the outskirts. Being a cur with a mix of shifter and human blood, Sam can’t fully shift to beast, but can’t fully pass as human. Through sheer determination, and a desire to protect the broken shifter woman who raised them, Sam has managed to eek out a place of their own in a world devastated by the rift that allowed monsters to spill into the earth plane. Sam hunts monsters, sometimes curs and mongrels just like Sam.

Gryphon shifter Gesa Lionheart’s life is getting more complicated by the minute. She left her clan so she could escape their mind games, but here she is, pulled right back into the thick of it. It seems like saving her sister from the loony bin and ruining her mother’s political machinations would be enough to deal with, but no. Her snarky little fae is hiding something dangerous, her fox is about to lose his mind, her human might not be as human as he seems, and somehow, they’ve ended up with a strange squatter in their bookstore.

She left her clan with nothing. Now she's building a family out of misfits, monsters… and weirdos who refuse to leave. Gesa Lionheart was raised to be loyal, useful, and obedient to her gryphon clan. When they choose bloodlines over her safety, she does what she does best—breaks things and walks away. Now she's in a strange little town in Michigan's Upper Peninsula, working as a paranormal bounty hunter for a police force that prefers not to know what goes bump in the night. The job is messy, underpaid, and occasionally ridiculous—but it's freedom.

Just when Gesa thought her pride was finally complete, it starts coming apart. Halstad vanishes in the middle of the night, and the mage guild insists they know nothing about it. The problem? Gesa’s gryphon instincts are screaming that it’s a lie. Halstad didn’t leave by choice—and whatever the guild is hiding, it’s bigger than one missing mage. Tracking him down won’t be easy. The guild has cut Gesa off completely, refusing to sell mage contracts to anyone connected to Derek White. Even if she finds Halstad, keeping him may be impossible.

Not your typical reverse harem.... Gryphon shifter Gesa Lionheart isn’t your typical heroine. Screwed over by her family - a stunningly medieval gryphon clan that is supposed to value loyalty and truth - the former bodyguard sets out on her own to a remote city growing in the Michigan wilderness. With little in the way of life skills outside her clan training, and no one to depend on, she becomes a bounty hunter - chasing down low-level supernatural criminals for the local human police department.

Gesa got her mate back. Surviving the fae lands and tearing Oisin free from his father should have been a victory—but Oisin didn't return whole. His memories are fractured, his sense of self unraveling, and the love he once felt for his pride is buried beneath fear and confusion. Gesa knows him. She loves him. But now she has to find a way to reach a man who no longer remembers why he chose her. And Oisin isn't the only one breaking.

Weird. Creepy. Frumpy. Boyish. At the young age of 29, reluctant necromancer Esper Jones is an outcast, labeled “the old witch on the hill” and avoided by all sane residents of the tiny village of Hellsfork Michigan. And that’s just fine with her. Dealing with people has all the appeal of poking her own eyes out. But Esper’s quiet world is upset when a strange, beautiful man named Toma blows into town and destroys the walls Esper has carefully built around herself.

Reluctant necromancer Esper Jones had a quiet life, hidden away with her freak looks, and her freak powers, in her freaky old witch’s house. But her beautiful, ghost-whispering boyfriend Toma has destroyed her carefully crafted, people-free life. Now she’s hearing voices in her head, monsters are running amok in Hellsfork, and there’s this vampire she can’t seem to shake. Somewhere between the black witches, hungry ghouls, and cowboy vampire hunters, Esper finds herself with a growing circle of people who actually seem to care for her (for some weird reason).

When Gesa escaped her oppressive clan to become a bounty hunter in a growing backwater city, she never imagined she would end up dating a fae. She might try her best to deny Oisin’s jokes about her starting a pride - a harem reserved for male gryphons - but Gesa is growing dangerously fond of their roommate and secretary, the unassuming human, Con. But romantic issues are the least of Gesa’s worries. Her ancient, deadly fae lover is hiding something.

A member of the pride is lost. Gesa and her remaining lovers are barely holding it together. And the damned demon wants to give cooking lessons. Gesa and her pride are about to travel into fae territory to take back what was stolen from them and stop a deadly ritual. But they might already be too late.

Gesa Lionheart is running out of ways to pretend she doesn’t have a pride. Her gryphon instincts are demanding she claim the people who’ve chosen her—proudly, unmistakably, and permanently. Unfortunately, instincts don’t care about fear, trauma, or the very real possibility that loving this many people means having far too much to lose. While Gesa struggles under the weight of feelings she’d rather punch than examine, everything else starts to unravel. Unwanted guests refuse to leave her bookstore home.

When her sister’s illness is used as bait, Gesa is forced to return to the clan she walked away from—along with the pride she insists she doesn’t have. What should have been a tense reunion quickly turns into chaos, complete with an asylum breakout, assassins in pursuit, and the unsettling realization that someone wants someone in Gesa’s orbit dead. The problem is, there are far too many candidates. Escaping clan lands doesn’t bring relief. Secrets keep coming to light, and the fragile balance within her growing pride begins to strain.

Tensions in Westhold are rising with the ascension of a new leader, who has some radical ideas about what the relationship between humans, curs, and fiends should look like. Sam soon finds himself swept up in the upheaval that comes with changing the status quo.

Viceroy. It’s not a term Sam would have ever thought would apply to them. But for some reason, the sovereign of Westhold seems to trust Sam with his life - and with the legacy the crazy, not-so-human firebird is building. But none of that matters if Sam can’t conquer their fear and insecurities and keep from going feral.

Fiend hunter Sam “Sabertooth” Forest is used to being on the outskirts. A cur with a mix of shifter and human blood, Sam can’t fully shift to beast but can’t fully pass as human. Through sheer determination and a desire to protect the broken shifter woman who raised them, Sam has managed to eek out a place of their own in a world devastated by the rift that allowed monsters to spill into the Earth plane.

Gesa does not have a pride. Only male gryphons need a whole harem of lovers to stroke their egos. But when a fortune-telling fox from the county fair and a captive mute sea-dweller turn to Gesa for help, she can’t turn them away. Sometimes, being a creature of valor and loyalty is a pain in the ass.

The phoenix sovereign of Westhold might not want Sam for anything more than their hunter skills, but that won’t stop the saber-toothed hunter from defending their unclaimed mate — and the stupid utopian city of equality that Theo insists on building. Things heat up in the last installment of the Not Quite series…and someone might just get burned.

At 28 years old, Sam thought they were old enough to stop making terrible decisions. But taking a merc job for a human millionaire can’t be described as anything else. Neither can drinking so much fairy moonshine that you forget there are good reasons not to let yourself think with your...parts. Hunting people is a whole different world than hunting supernatural beasts, and Sam and their guild might not come out on the winning side of this one.

Eighteen years ago, my parents traded my life to save my baby sister. Faerie magic is wild and willful, and to deviate from my place as a changeling servant would mean risking my sister’s life. I’m well cared for by my fae master, a froggy old bogle who isn't half as fearsome as he pretends to be. But I can’t help wanting more.

What’s more fun than dragging a politician, an ogre, a leprechaun, and a hired killer across the wastelands to retrieve a human passenger? Anything. Anything would be more enjoyable than this - even hunting hungry fiends. Sam is questioning their life choices. Maybe it would just be easier to murder the idiots and leave the bodies in the wastelands. But, growl as Sam might, everyone knows the hunter will do the right thing. And helping the idealistic human sovereign move his family member and closest advisor from Golding to Westhold is the right thing to do.