Ryland Grace is the sole survivor on a desperate, last-chance mission - and if he fails, humanity and the Earth itself will perish. Except that right now, he doesn't know that. He can't even remember his own name, let alone the nature of his assignment or how to complete it. All he knows is that he's been asleep for a very, very long time. And he's just been awakened to find himself millions of miles from home, with nothing but two corpses for company.

It’s 1984, and life has changed beyond recognition. Airstrip One, formerly known as Great Britain, is a place where Big Brother is always watching, and nobody can hide. Except, perhaps, for Winston Smith. Whilst working at the Ministry of Truth, rewriting history, he secretly dreams of freedom. And in a world where love and sex are forbidden, where it’s hard to distinguish between friend and foe, he meets Julia and O’Brien and vows to rebel.

Inheriting your uncle's supervillain business is more complicated than you might think. Particularly when you discover who's running the place. Charlie's life is going nowhere fast. A divorced substitute teacher living with his cat in a house his siblings want to sell, all he wants is to open a pub downtown, if only the bank will approve his loan. Then his long-lost uncle Jake dies and leaves his supervillain business (complete with island volcano lair) to Charlie. But becoming a supervillain isn't all giant laser death rays and lava pits.

Six days ago, astronaut Mark Watney became one of the first people to walk on Mars. Now, he's sure he'll be the first person to die there. After a dust storm nearly kills him and forces his crew to evacuate while thinking him dead, Mark finds himself stranded and completely alone with no way to even signal Earth that he’s alive - and even if he could get word out, his supplies would be gone long before a rescue could arrive. But Mark isn't ready to give up yet.

Jazz Bashara is a criminal. Well, sort of. Life on Artemis, the first and only city on the moon, is tough if you're not a rich tourist or an eccentric billionaire. So smuggling in the occasional harmless bit of contraband barely counts, right? Not when you've got debts to pay and your job as a porter barely covers the rent. Everything changes when Jazz sees the chance to commit the perfect crime, with a reward too lucrative to turn down.

Never step in a fairy ring. Those sweet little mushroom rings that seem so harmless are actually patches of Fairy bleeding over into our world. Under Council Law, these rings are pieces of Fairy, and anything that happens within them are outside of Extinguisher jurisdiction. So, when humans start disappearing and a connection is made to fairy-rings, the Human Council's hands are tied. The Extinguishers can't protect humans who willingly enter Fairy... but Ambassador Seren Firethorn can. Seren is called in to investigate, and what begins as a case of missing persons progresses into something...

The World-Strider goes to Heaven! As a Queen, Seren has been able to do a lot of good for her people, both humans and fairies. She's especially proud of her Fairy Fostering Program which places orphaned or abandoned children with childless fey couples. So when children who have been selected for the program go missing, Seren immediately launches an investigation. But while she searches for the missing children, Angels are searching for her. A cave carving in Hell gave Seren the title of World-Strider, foretelling her visit to each of the known worlds. She has set foot on all but one, and ...

Our flighty fae captor, Taneisha, lost the incubus Caden’s legacy to a thief in the night. Now, instead of the game she had planned for us to win back Caden’s legacy, we have to climb a mountain and go fist to feather against an immortal demonic bird-man with a chip on his shoulder. That’s assuming we don’t run across trouble along the way. Really, what could go wrong on a leisurely stroll up the side of a mountain in the Netherworld? Based on my track record over the last two days and my history of botching most magic I attempt, I’m not feeling all that lucky. Reeling from the ...

People hate my type of magic. They consider a lot of us psychics frauds, or fake witches. For Arlo, however, his magic might just be hated even more. He’s my classmate at the prestigious Dreadmor Academy. He’s also noticeably a werewolf, from the stark yellow eyes, to the full moon transformations. He’s a dangerous combination, and it might be best for me to stay away… Except I don’t wish to. We might be able to achieve great things together, with our magic. With each other… Author's Note: These are stand alone romances with an HEA intended for 18 and up.

There are some things that even a song can't fix. Ever since Lucifer tried to ease his ache for Elaria by altering human women to look like her, there have been doppelgangers of the Spellsinger on Earth. Now, those Elaria-look-alikes are dying, murdered by assassins who are most likely after Elaria. But assassins are the least of her worries. Greek Gods are disappearing and it looks as if Apollo's warning of Poseidon conquering the Beneath might not be so farfetched after all. As doppelgangers start dropping like flies, the Spellsinger must find a way to save herself and the entire world. ...

Destined for one mate, marked for four. The Cult's teachings never prepared me for this. As the four marks appear, I'm thrust into exile, feared and forsaken. In the wilds, I find three alphas who vow to protect me. Their strength is my shield. But the fourth, a specter from the shadows, stirs something dark within me. Our bond is our salvation and our curse. With each day, the Cult's shadows lengthen, and my secret, a ticking time bomb, threatens to destroy us all. Cult of the Moon is a paranormal reverse-harem (Why Choose?) novel, the start of a new series, and it does end on a ...

There's magic in my music. I'm a spellsinger; if I can sing it, I can manifest it. That's what got me sent to Tír na nÓg, Realm of the Shining Ones. You might know them better as Faeries. I know them as the strongest magic-users in all the Realms. Yes, some are even stronger than me. And I'm here to assassinate one of them; a king, no less. A king with the body of a god and the most amazing eyes I've ever seen. What a shame. He won't even know what hit him. The Onyx King may be astoundingly powerful, but all I need is one song. He'll be dead by the end of it. Or I will. Either way, I'm ...

My magic is back, I have my posse by my side, and we’re ready to kick Taneisha’s fourth quest in the proverbial ass to get back Franc’s divine mask. Ironic that my first visit to the demi-god Franc’s nightclub would be on a mercurial fae’s quest. But once we step inside, a divine madness sweeps us up onto the dancefloor. Magic runs wild in Franc’s club, transforming it from a bacchanal to a frenzied rave. Anyone can come in, but the visitors are trapped inside, unable to reach the outer world. Finding Franc’s legacy, a mask imbued with divine madness, turns out to be the easy ...

The Award Winning Godhunter Series Continues! Pregnancy is hard on any woman but for the Godhunter it presents a unique set of problems. Like literally burning indigestion, magically induced mood swings, and overprotective alpha males. Then one wrong decision sets Vervain down a catastrophic path and singed furniture becomes the least of her concerns. With bloodthirsty enemies breathing down her neck and a volatile dragon baby growing within her belly, Vervain must find a way to save the future... by venturing into it. For more information about Bestselling, Award-Winning, and ...

Seven years ago my mother was killed and I went into the system. She was the only family I had. Scratch that. She was the only family I thought I had. It turns out my mother had a sister. Now I'm moving to a small town called Salem Point to live with her. There are a lot of interesting people here in Salem Point. My neighbor, Knight, is the sweetest guy I've ever met. I have an instant connection with him that I can't quite explain. Then there's Christian, the douche bag at school that can't seem to take his perfect eyes off of me. And to be fair, it's not a one-way street. And finally, ...