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So I cause the occasional magical disaster. It's not THAT bad. Until a strange virus sweeps the planet, leaving its victims either dead or devoid of magic. The Eight Gods are real, and they're a little pissed-off. Lucky me, I seem to be the only one who believes these days. Well, besides the hot, nerdy library guy who wants to turn me into a cradle robber. And my grumpy, drool-worthy doomsday prepper neighbor. Oh, and one weird tour guide who just might be more than they seem. Yeah, the world is probably doomed... (Previously released as a serial story on the Vella platform. This story has ...

Troya has given up her mythology geek ways to focus on pursuing her nursing degree. She’s made weird, but fierce, friends in the growing city of Ontonagon in the four years since she arrived as an orphaned, wounded teenager. She’s managing to make something of herself, despite the loss of her real family. But it seems like the universe has other plans for her. Weird visions, hallucinations that make her closest friends seem like monsters…it's probably just an over the top reaction to all the stress in her life. Either that, or a brain tumor. When a creepy run-in with a monster during...

Looking for a quickie? I didn’t believe in monsters until I started sleeping with them. Turns out, otherkin are very real—and some of them are lonely, touch-starved, or in need of a discreet night with a willing human body. My mage boss runs a paranormal escort service for exactly that purpose, and somehow, I’m the one he recruited. I’m not glamorous. I’m not supernatural. I’m just a down-to-earth human with strong fangirl energy, a nurturing streak, and an unfortunate tendency to say yes to very strange opportunities. My next encounter is a bit different than the rest. This ...

I thought I had found a family. I thought I had found freedom. But it seems I'm destined to always be someone's possession. I don't know if my found family is still even alive thanks to the chaos when I was stolen. And now I'm drowning in the overwhelming decadence of the fae sect of the syndicate. The more I learn about Robin's court, the more I question their motives. Maybe it all really was just pretty lies. The fae are cold and terrible, but alluring in their own way. And they are willing to use a combination of mistreatment, manipulation, mind tricks, and sweet words to get information...

Looking for a quickie? I didn’t believe in monsters until I started sleeping with them. Turns out, otherkin are very real—and some of them are lonely, touch-starved, or in need of a discreet night with a willing human body. My mage boss runs a paranormal escort service for exactly that purpose, and somehow, I’m the one he recruited. I’m not glamorous. I’m not supernatural. I’m just a down-to-earth human with strong fangirl energy, a nurturing streak, and an unfortunate tendency to say yes to very strange opportunities. When my incubus client requests a repeat visit, I’m ...

Kat's return home with her captivating new mates should be a celebration of love and unity, yet the fledgling bond that once united them is now shadowed by resentment and the echoes of Kat's unwilling deception. Larkwood is on the verge of unparalleled growth and wealth, and with its powerful new co-stewards it stands poised to become one of the most important territories in Elfhaven. But unexpected obstacles are cropping up by the second. As setbacks threaten to shatter Kat's hopes for Larkwood's future, she must set aside her worries about her dysfunctional mate bonds and her wounded ...

Looking for a quickie? I didn’t believe in monsters until I started sleeping with them. Turns out, otherkin are very real—and some of them are lonely, touch-starved, or in need of a discreet night with a willing human body. My mage boss runs a paranormal escort service for exactly that purpose, and somehow, I’m the one he recruited. I’m not glamorous. I’m not supernatural. I’m just a down-to-earth human with strong fangirl energy, a nurturing streak, and an unfortunate tendency to say yes to very strange opportunities. My next client is a demanding dragon. Every paranormal ...

Looking for a quickie? I didn’t believe in monsters until I started sleeping with them. Turns out, otherkin are very real—and some of them are lonely, touch-starved, or in need of a discreet night with a willing human body. My mage boss runs a paranormal escort service for exactly that purpose, and somehow, I’m the one he recruited. I’m not glamorous. I’m not supernatural. I’m just a down-to-earth human with strong fangirl energy, a nurturing streak, and an unfortunate tendency to say yes to very strange opportunities. My next client is a huge, frosty beast from the Himalayas. ...

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.

Grey thought her life couldn’t get weirder than it has been the past four years. After all, what could beat a couple of sudden gender swaps, a cursed island, and finding out your mother is a siren? Funny, Grey. Real funny. For starters, the rock that connects Grey to Etna Island? Turns out it might have something much darker attached to it—something all the other supernaturals insist a mixed breed like Grey isn’t strong enough to handle. Oh, and then there’s the band’s growing popularity and the possibility that Grey’s love life might destroy Lucifer and everything they’ve ...

I really did it this time. We managed to escape from the Supernatural Alliance after they betrayed us. My new family of weirdos are safe from the Alliance and the cult of witch supremacists who want to take over the world. The only problem is… I trapped us in an unstable pocket world of my own creation to save us. No problem. I've got this. Except some of my companions are still traumatized from their time as cult captives, I have no diabetic supplies, and… oh, yeah, I’m about to learn more about my family's evil origins than I ever wanted to know. But no worries. My crazy estranged ...

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.

Looking for a quickie? I didn’t believe in monsters until I started sleeping with them. Turns out, otherkin are very real—and some of them are lonely, touch-starved, or in need of a discreet night with a willing human body. My mage boss runs a paranormal escort service for exactly that purpose, and somehow, I’m the one he recruited. I’m not glamorous. I’m not supernatural. I’m just a down-to-earth human with strong fangirl energy, a nurturing streak, and an unfortunate tendency to say yes to very strange opportunities. My next client is a sweet change from the looming darkness ...

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.

Ashley Morgan Charlemagne Prime is sick of following orders, sick of living under the influence of his cold, powerful vampire father, and sick of his sheltered coven life. When a witch friend loans him her secluded cabin for the month, Ashley jumps at the chance to get away from people and find himself. What he didn't anticipate was escaped flaming cattle and a hot as hell shifter neighbor who knows nothing about trying to court a vampire prime and insists on talking about Ashley's suppressed fae heritage. And to make matters worse, the guy is adamantly against having a fling with someone ...

Looking for a quickie? I didn’t believe in monsters until I started sleeping with them. Turns out, otherkin are very real—and some of them are lonely, touch-starved, or in need of a discreet night with a willing human body. My mage boss runs a paranormal escort service for exactly that purpose, and somehow, I’m the one he recruited. I’m not glamorous. I’m not supernatural. I’m just a down-to-earth human with strong fangirl energy, a nurturing streak, and an unfortunate tendency to say yes to very strange opportunities. My next client is a bit less human than the first two—but ...

Looking for a quickie? I didn’t believe in monsters until I started sleeping with them. Turns out, otherkin are very real—and some of them are lonely, touch-starved, or in need of a discreet night with a willing human body. My mage boss runs a paranormal escort service for exactly that purpose, and somehow, I’m the one he recruited. I’m not glamorous. I’m not supernatural. I’m just a down-to-earth human with strong fangirl energy, a nurturing streak, and an unfortunate tendency to say yes to very strange opportunities. My next client is a gorgeous woman who just wants a safe ...

It seems like the whole world is bent on ruining Troy’s plans for revenge. Suspicious of the recent visit from her goddess sister, she finally turns to the demons for answers. But the story she hears from Derek White and Orion Black isn’t what she was expecting. Not knowing who to believe or what to think, Troya chooses to focus instead on using her growing powers of healing. She and her lovers embark on a mission to help the demons retrieve at-risk patients from a hospital outside White’s bubble of influence and bring them home to the sanctuary of Ontonagon. But things go awry when ...

Looking for a quickie? I didn’t believe in monsters until I started sleeping with them. Turns out, otherkin are very real—and some of them are lonely, touch-starved, or in need of a discreet night with a willing human body. My mage boss runs a paranormal escort service for exactly that purpose, and somehow, I’m the one he recruited. I’m not glamorous. I’m not supernatural. I’m just a down-to-earth human with strong fangirl energy, a nurturing streak, and an unfortunate tendency to say yes to very strange opportunities. My next client is a hungry vampire—and he isn’t just ...