What if the human body could heal itself? In the 21st century genetic editing went from science fiction to reality. Zarkon Pharmaceuticals is a biotech company that specializes in regenerative medicine. Martin, an eager neuroscientist at Zarkon, realizes that by studying animals capable of regrowing and regenerating their bodies, they could soon transfer those traits into humans. His research is on the cusp of curing Alzheimer’s, brain damage, severed nerves, spinal cord injuries, and even missing limbs.

Kal’s from a different world, and now he just walked into mine. I’m open minded and with a crazy mom still haunting me, I’ve tried to roll with the punches. But when a tall, muscular, and obviously misguided stranger walks in on the wrong day, I’m done. My give a crap level has no more craps to give. Only, the more I’m stuck with him, the more he’s starting to grow on me and I’m not just talking about feelings. He’s dragon sized. Anything’s possible, right? I mean, I’m a witch with some unique powers. My powers come with a few quirks, and one of them might be the reason ...

I'm Rick. AKA, Beelzebub. AKA, Mephistopheles. AKA, Old Hat. AKA, Mr. Scratch. AKA... AKA... AKA. You may think of me as the Father of Lies, but for the record, I'm also the Daddy of Mammon and Steve. But both of them are b-holes. In fact, all my hellspawn are. So, I got this idea. I wanted to have a kiddo with a human. I had it all lined up for this adult film star to carry my seed, except the demon who shall remain unnamed screwed up and impregnated the wrong person.

When the bodies of a young, homeless girl and a girl who disappeared 30 years ago are found on the same day, residents in the historic city of York are aghast. It seems unlikely the two cases are related, and yet some of the same players knew both victims. As Detective Chief Inspector John Shadow and his eager new partner, Sergeant Jimmy Chang, dive into their investigation, they uncover a complicated web of pop stars, pub owners, shopkeepers, and old school friends who each have something to hide.

To secure a human-fae truce, I'm one of five women traveling to their magical kingdom, where we'll be courted by fae aristocracy. We have one month to choose a husband from among them. Only Elion, the arrogant, beastly ice lord, is forbidden. His torturous scars make the other women gasp. His icy words rip them to shreds. His touch is colder than frost. He lurks in the shadows, never coming out into the light. One stolen moment with Elion, and I'm intrigued. A kiss, and I'll do anything to call this brutishly handsome lord mine.