Novedades

When witches Jessica Campbell and David Hunter are pulled into a chilling investigation involving an all-knowing AI, they uncover far more than a rogue algorithm. What begins with code soon spirals into time travel, political mind control, and the awakening of magick long buried beneath Scotland’s capital.

Kate has come a long way from her origins as a loner taking care of paranormal problems in post-Shift Atlanta. She's made friends and enemies. She's found love and started a family with Curran Lennart, the former Beast Lord. But her magic is too strong for the power players of the world to let her be.

Hidden inside of one of the country's most exclusive colleges is a secret school for witches. And he's about to rock their world. Crashing into an icy river after being hit by a drunk driver nearly killed Edwin Sawyer—and unlocked his hidden magical potential. His new power saved the lives of himself and his friends, but also brought him to the attention of Washington DC's most powerful wizards.

Stealing magical artifacts was supposed to be my golden ticket, not a death sentence. Securing a dangerous book of spells should’ve earned me some time off and a fat bonus. I’d hoped to spend my days breaking in the new climbing wall at G.O.A.T. headquarters, hanging out with a hot alpha werewolf, and planning my next karaoke set. Instead, the Enclave hands me a ten-day ultimatum and a job hunting a cursed artifact that got their last two thieves killed. When the search turns up clues about my parents, I’ll do whatever it takes to discover who I am—even if it takes blood magic to do it.

Being a different breed of shapeshifter—a walker—Mercy can see ghosts, but the spirit of her long-gone father has never visited her. Until now. An evil is stirring in the depths of the Columbia River—and innocent people are dying. As other walkers make their presence known to Mercy, she must reconnect with her heritage to exorcise the world of the legend known as the river devil.

Get your affairs in order. War doesn’t wait for anyone to be ready. With the terrible recent events weighing on my mind, I know the only way I can go is forward. My family, our allies, and I know for certain that there is a sect of witches that want to control the moon cursed for their own nefarious purposes. We don’t know how many of them there are, and we don’t know their names. We know it’s not every witch, but that doesn’t make us less suspicious of every single one of them.

After surviving the explosive end of the steamscript relay station and reuniting with his sister only to lose her again, Vern decides to join the Vigil of Duskfall—a group of observers dedicated to fighting against the horrors that have descended on their city. He's willing to fight for their cause if it means he gains the knowledge and direction required to carve out a new balance. But while others follow a path laid out by their ancestors, he must trailblaze his own, analyzing what has worked for others and considering how he can retrofit that for himself.

Betty Lennox is an elemental witch in a desert town that gives Hades a run for its money in summer. Her magic is tied to the land under a paranormal seniors' trailer park she inherited from her mother, land that hasn’t fully accepted her. Because of this, her power has become unpredictable, unreliable, and unbelievably inconvenient.

Howard Marsh is back for yet more small town occult strangeness! Contained within are a pair of tales about everyone's favorite redneck wizard, featuring his usual brand of dysfunctional magic. He is once again strong-armed into cases he wants nothing to do with, and as always he's quick to let everyone know just how little he wants to be there. But a bevy of oddities are on deck, and Marsh is the only batter around.

While Kimberly grapples with her recent transition as a vampire, the Calem brothers struggle with the aftereffects of drinking Akira's blood. And to make matters worse, Aaron's hunger is out of control, and Presley can't seem to find his usual optimism or get his chest to stop hurting.

One ghost can't take on the entire Covenant without backup, which is how she winds up on a road trip with the still-mourning Elsie and the slowly collapsing Arthur, both of whom are reeling in their own way from the loss of their mother. New allies and new enemies await in Worcester, Massachusetts, where the path of the haunting leads.

In the ancient city of York, a master charm has been stolen - one powerful enough to raise an army of metal guardians across the country. Built to protect, they can just as easily destroy, and in the wrong hands, they will. Which is bad enough. But if the charm isn't recovered soon, they won’t be the only ones on the rampage. Because Heather - near-goddess of the wood and wild, and deeply unimpressed partner of the charm's creator - will tear the city apart to stop them.

They call me the Ink Master. Sounds badass, right? I come from a long line of monster hunters, so why not? Don't get too excited. It's just a fancy word for librarian. In reality, I'm the most inept witch who ever had the nerve to call Salem her home. And I've just possessed myself with a demon. Yep, I accidentally invited him in, trapped him in my head, and I don't know how to get him out. And let me tell you, he is pissed. He's not just any demon either. When I flub, it has to be epic, so I summoned Chaos himself. As if I'm not enough of a hot mess on my own.

In this witty conclusion to a delightful fantasy series finds Greta Helsing, doctor to the undead, facing the latest and strangest challenge of her career...accompanying an anxious angel and a sullen demon on a road trip across America.

Witchlight Cove was supposed to be a fresh start. Instead, I’ve discovered a long-lost grandfather, my best friend’s hiding a massive secret, and the Eternal Flame has disappeared—only the most important magical artefact in town. Oh, and to top it all off, a body just turned up, complete with vampire bite marks. I’d love to say I’ve got everything under control, but let’s be real—I’m barely keeping my life together.

A Missing Ferryman. An Undead Dilemma. An Immortal Detective. An emissary from the Dark Council has just materialized in the office of the Montague & Strong Detective Agency, and makes Simon Strong an offer he can’t refuse. Charon is missing. The legendary ferryman responsible for transporting sorcerer souls across the river Styx hasn’t been seen in days. And with each passing hour, those unable to cross the river are left to walk among the living, tilting the world further out of balance. Meet Simon Strong, an immortal, who is also the best private detective in New York City.

After 130+ years as a vampire, Mercy returns to her hometown of Exeter where she joins Prince Ladinas and his team of underground vampires to stop a host of ancient vampires who've returned from vampire hell.

WARNING!!! if you've read my books before, you know what they're about. If you haven't, please know that they are intended for a mature audience and contain harems. Tom lives a pretty ordinary life. Except, he keeps seeing things. Things that other people can't see. Like werewolves and demons. By chance, he happens to stumble upon a mysterious redhaired woman who knows a thing or two about these mysterious beings. According to her, he has angel blood in him. She sends him off to Angel Academy, where he must train and then pass a test before he can be anointed a Descendant. Naturally, Tom is...

In a world where magic follows strict natural laws, someone just tore up the rulebook. As a master druid, Colin is the first line of defense against magical disruption. But this time, he's hunting a shadow—an ancient practitioner who's found a way to twist reality itself... I've decided to resurrect a god. Not by necromancy, mind you—I'm not the Dark Druid, after all. But someone's determined to stop me, and they're willing to break the very laws of magic to do it.

I can’t seem to choose between the two shifters who mean the world to me… but what if I can have them both? Trying to navigate my feelings has never been easy. Growing up, I had to keep my emotions locked down and hidden from the world or suffer the consequences. But now, well, now I’ve had a taste of freedom, and with it, my heart has been running wild. Between trying to find witches—members of the Red Cloth—at work and sifting through my overwhelming emotions, I’m a mess.