If you had told me three months ago that my life was going to be what it is now, I’d have told you that you were full of shit. It turns out, Mom kept a lot of secrets from me. Including that I’m a witch-werewolf hybrid. The very first of my kind. It’d be kind of cool, if it didn’t make me a target. Vampires are coming after me. They’re afraid of what I could do to them. Too bad they don’t know that I haven’t even triggered my werewolf gene yet. I’m learning everything I can about being a witch. My aunt is teaching me how to defend myself against vampires, but it’s going to...

There were only two people standing between me and happiness. My grandparents needed to be stopped. I was going to have to become the very thing they hated most in this world to fix the mess they made for the vampires. Wyatt, Knight, Christian, and Kane kept me safe. It was my turn to protect them. I was going to right the sins of my family and protect the people I loved. No matter what the cost.

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, ...

Rex Cassius was gone. I was finally free to live my life without fear of being hunted down and dragged away to New Orleans. My mom was back in Salem Point and senior year was starting. This should be the happiest time in my life. I had everything I could want. I was happy. Until my uncle showed up. He’s a vampire hunter and he’s putting the lives of the people I care about in jeopardy. The council has officially reconvened and my uncle is the head of it. Vampires are no longer safe here in Salem Point. I would not lose Christian and Wyatt. Even if that meant going up against my uncle. ...

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.