James A. Walker

The 2008 Meltdown was a pivotal moment in modern history, as harmful to America as the Moon Landing was inspirational.

On screen, Danny Trejo the actor is a baddie who has been killed at least a hundred times. He’s been shot, stabbed, hanged, chopped up, squished by an elevator, and once, was even melted into a bloody goo. Off screen, he’s a hero beloved by recovery communities and obsessed fans alike. But the real Danny Trejo is much more complicated than the legend.

After going overboard and nearly drowning, Kayli regroups and joins Axel, Corey, Brandon, Marc, and Raven back on board the Lucienda. This time, she's brought reinforcements. Liam and Henry join the team in an all-out hunt for a killer. It can't be too hard; there's only so many places to hide on a cruise ship. But the number of suspects is climbing. Tensions are high, and everyone is on alert, but along the way, there's way too many distractions - very hot distractions. Kayli's done hiding her feelings. She's showing her hand, come what may.

They call me beautiful. They call me a monster. Soon, they'll call me death.This action-packed reverse harem fantasy/paranormal romance features one hell of strong woman and her four powerful supernatural mates. It contains brutal battles, explicit love scenes, raw language, magic, swordfights, Greek gods, dark fae, vampires, shifters, and a lot of assholes. The boxed set edition contains steamy bonus novella The Court of the Beginning and the End.

On the eve of her thirtieth birthday, Meara O'Rourke can't help but feel alone. With her last remaining relative newly buried and her potentially disastrous engagement freshly broken, she makes a resolution to begin her life anew - only to have an unexpected phone call turn her whole world upside down. Her biological mother, Sheila, whom she met only once six years before, lies in critical condition in a nearby hospital. And though the woman once refused to see her daughter ever again - her last wish is just the opposite.

Emma Frederick bolts upright in bed, pulse racing. It must be a bad dream. Except it’s not. Crrrrrreeeeeeeeaaaaaaakkkkkkk. The sound of the loose step sends her body into overdrive, and she rushes for the secret room behind the wall. The screech of old hinges echoes through the house as he enters her bedroom. He starts whistling. Three blind mice. Three blind mice. She slaps a hand over her mouth, stifling her scream. He’s coming for her, but that can’t be. She killed him last month.