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There’s safe. There’s dangerous. And then there’s Ryker Dane. Most men can walk the line between light and dark. They know when to stop, when to let go. Ryker? He was never one of them. I knew from the start that he was the kind of man you stay far away from. Silent. Ruthless. Cold as the steel he carried under his jacket. The problem? I didn’t want to stay away. For fans of dangerous love, anti-heroes who live by their own rules, and the women who bring them to their knees.

I was raised to color inside the lines. To smile sweet, say “yes, ma’am,” and never ask questions I didn’t want answered. But then I met Noah Dane. And now, all I do is question everything. He’s not like the men I was taught to trust. He’s not gentle. He’s not safe. Noah is sharp edges and steady aim. A former special ops sniper with ice in his veins and ghosts behind his eyes. The kind of man who watches from the shadows —and never misses his mark. He shouldn't even know my name. But he does. And he says I’m his. I tried to run. Tried to pray him out of my system.

There’s chasing the truth. There’s hunting down a story. And then there’s walking straight into a war. Marcus Dane is not a man to be investigated. He’s the shadows in a city full of secrets. Silent. Unforgiving. The kind of danger that doesn’t make noise until it’s too late. I came to Charleston for answers. The explosion at Folly Beach Pier was no accident, and I’m going to prove it. My editor says to be smart, to keep my distance. But that’s hard to do when Marcus keeps showing up—shoving me against walls, growling threats in my ear, daring me to dig too deep. The real problem?

I came to Charleston for music, not men. This city is just another stop on my way to something bigger. A few months of playing, then I’m gone. No attachments. No complications. Then I see him. Atlas Dane. Silent. Watchful. Built like a warrior, dressed like a king. He doesn’t belong at an event like this, hulking in a tuxedo while I play for people who sip champagne and pretend they understand Bach. But he’s not pretending. He watches my hands like he already knows what they can do. He speaks in low, measured words that make my breath catch. And when I trip—because I always do—he’s there.

I was born to leap.To spin.To fall—and love the fall.Ballet gave me discipline.But adrenaline? That gave me life.I didn’t mean to crash into Elias Dane's world.Didn’t mean to shatter the rules he clung to like armor.He’s the one who hides behind the screen.The one who calculates every...

Complete Volume I combines Blood of the Banshee Parts I–V novellas.Snatched from a crowded inn, a banshee-blooded outlaw lies unconscious in the citadel of Sanctaris, bound between life and death while Valariel orders argue over whether she is a patient, a prisoner, or something more dangerous...

When a banshee-blooded outlaw is snatched in a crowded inn, she becomes leverage in a legal battle amongst the Valariels of Sanctaris. Bindings hold her between life and death, and rival orders contest her fate. The Justarin demands custody while others fight to spare her. Zaras arrives at a village with fresh blood on his conscience, and more than the haunted waters know it. As judgement nears, Auralon waits to see what Sanctaris chooses to protect. Maggie and Salt find the unexpected.

When a banshee-blooded outlaw is snatched in a crowded inn, she becomes leverage in a legal battle amongst the Valariels of Sanctaris. Bindings hold her between life and death, and rival orders contest her fate. The Justarin demands custody while others fight to spare her. Zaras follows the road to Scathe Vioil, but the howls of the bieriscats are not the only haunting creature keeping him awake. Auralon meets a visiting magister and his daughter, whose story brings the past to the table just as judgement begins. Maggie and Salt speak of times before the Mist.

One missing human, three meddling fairies, and one introverted gnome wrapped up in a cozy fantasy. One gnome's peaceful existence gets complicated... after three sisters involve him in a murder mystery.

When a banshee-blooded outlaw is snatched in a crowded inn, she becomes leverage in a legal battle amongst the Valariels of Sanctaris. Bindings hold her between life and death, and rival orders contest her fate. The Justarin demands custody while others fight to spare her. Zaras takes shelter at Midnox Endir and meets Liora, whose request draws him beyond the village bounds and into something a bit gross. After witnessing the Dawning, Auralon steps into his long-denied bath until Cedwin returns without his grin. In the Mists, Maggie and Salt seek out a Seer for answers.

When a banshee-blooded outlaw is snatched in a crowded inn, she becomes leverage in a legal battle amongst the Valariels of Sanctaris. Bindings hold her between life and death, and rival orders contest her fate. The Justarin demands custody while others fight to spare her.

A desperate race against an encroaching abyss. The Black Plague is not what it seems… The lone survivor of a strange and brutal massacre, Jehan de Arles is thrown to the mercy of King Phillip IV, who forces him to expose the supernatural origins of the Black Plague. Jehan embarks on a perilous journey, his shadowy past lurking behind him, and reluctant companions by his side. Time is dwindling, the pestilence is spreading, and the world teeters on a blade’s edge.

When a banshee-blooded outlaw is snatched in a crowded inn, she becomes leverage in a legal battle amongst the Valariels of Sanctaris. Bindings hold her between life and death, and rival orders contest her fate. The Justarin demands custody while others fight to spare her. Zaras, a battle-worn elf turned bounty hunter who nearly captured her, wakes in rioting Nocturnis, stabbed and choking on sewage. Auralon, exhausted from purging plagues, returns to Sanctaris to find the girl cocooned in spell-thread as his mentor faces a trial mired in politics.

For a thousand years the Starlit Covenant has ruled the galaxy, demanding obedience in the name of peace. Kael Vallen believed in their oath and their promise of light, until as an idealistic recruit in the Corps the war forced him to face the horrors of genocide and choose between loyalty to the Stars or defending those who cannot defend themselves.

Thomas Cromwell started as a scrappy blacksmith’s son from Putney. Before he became the King’s right-hand man, Cromwell was a soldier, a merchant, and (allegedly) a bit of a dodgy dealer. By the time Henry VIII noticed him, he’d already survived Italy, bankruptcy, and at least one attempt on his life. Somehow, he ended up masterminding the greatest religious upheaval England had ever seen.

That's right—we've packed 50 hilarious, head-scratching, and downright weird limericks into one tidy volume. This isn't your grandfather's poetry; it's a fresh, modern take on the classic form, crafted to bring a smile to your face and a rhythm to your day.

Lady Jane Grey never wanted the crown. She barely had time to wear it. While history remembers her reign in days, this short book remembers the girl. Lady Jane Grey was only 16 when she was handed the throne of England like a poisoned chalice. Sharp-witted, highly educated, and utterly unprepared for royal life, Jane found herself thrust into the deadliest game the Tudors ever played. Nine days later, it was all over... except the part where they lopped off her head.