Urban Thriller

Lucy Heron is a mom with three kids, and a baker with a happy marriage in sunny Echo Park. She's also Silver Griffins Agent 485. The suburbs will never be the same. Fighting supernatural crime from a minivan while keeping the magical world a secret is a full time job. Then there's the PTA bake sale and the neighborhood barbecue.

The paranormal world just can't seem to cut Ren a break. Just when she thought she could finally settle into normal - well, relatively normal - life as the last of the dragon shifters with her four alpha mates, she finds her people on the brink of a supernatural war. The vampires have decided all shifter kind must be exterminated, and they've got the firepower to make good on that goal. Ren's got plenty of fire of her own, of course. But she's only one dragon, and there are a whole lot of vampires.

Buckle up! The ride's about to get bumpy. When a claw rips through Grogan 'Chief' La Tortue's teepee at midnight, he quickly learns it isn't an ordinary beast but a rougarou, a Cajun werewolf stalking Oyster Island, the ancestral home of the Atakapa Indians. Along with the ghosts in the nearby lighthouse, the island is about to become even more haunted. Buckle up! The ride's about to get bumpy. Here's what some Amazon reviewers are saying: "Can't wait for the next book." "As always, I enjoyed my foray into Eric Wilder's Louisiana world. Some genuine spooky moments and the usual ridiculously...

One mystery, one romance, and a possibly undead rat. In the heart of Singsong City, Cassandra Clarence, recently departed, finds refuge in the Necromancer, Oswald Mercury's, enchanted mansion. But when it comes out that she was murdered, along with her friends, she is drawn back into the world of the living. With the help of an unlikely ally, she must unravel the mysteries of her own death before they consume her chance at having a new life. Will she find her killer and maybe love, or will the shadows of her parent's past drag her back into the grave? Necromancers Don't Raise is the fifth ...

All is not what it seems in the sleepy Welsh town of Llanfair. The snows have come late and the local police force (cute Adam and not-too-bright Polly) can't keep up with demand (the demand being: "I've fallen over on the ice! Help me!"). A man is found dead in a field and there's nothing suspicious about it...except for the fact that he appears to have fallen from a great height. Wales does have birds of prey but nothing that could carry a full-grown man. So how did he die? Bron is soon drawn into a very sinister group of families with ancient ties that echo to the present day.

Although he hasn’t seen Robert Bergin for 40 years, Ishmael feels duty bound to respond when his old friend calls for help. Robert’s daughter Gillian is about to be married, and he is afraid she’ll fall prey to the ancient family curse. Arriving in rural Yorkshire, Ishmael and his partner Penny learn that the vicar who was to perform the ceremony has been found dead in the church, hanging from his own bell rope.

Her job description is the "tracking and apprehension of mentally-fractured killers". What this really means in FBI profiler Jace Valchek's brave new world - one in which only one percent of the population is human - is that a woman's work is never done. And real is getting stranger every day. Jace has been ripped from her reality by David Cassius, the vampire head of the NSA. He knows that she's the best there is in the business, and David needs her help in solving a series of gruesome murders of vampires and werewolves.

Just when you thought you’d done enough to earn a rest and hot shower, the alarm had to sound. Some nights just never got any better, and this night was no exception for Max. Nothing said awkward at the next office Christmas party like giving the ok to slice and dice your partner before hopping on the elevator to kill another member of your team. No one was going to remember Max did it to save lives, the team would only be able to focus on the lives he helped take. It wasn’t like he felt good about what he had to do, but the deck was stacked against him now, and Max had to start looking...

Lexi Sobado and her mentor Spyder McGraw work as a covert team to thwart the four-headed monster they've code-named the Hydra. No one - not Lexi's teammates, not her fiance, Striker Rheas, not even Command itself - knows about their mission. They fear a mole lurks among them, but the truth may be even more sinister. In trying to protect the government, the US military might have created the weapon that ultimately destroys America.

Elias Marlowe was just a CDC intern trying to get through the Texas heat when his world suddenly turned upside down—a bite from a mysterious vampire launches him into a bizarre underworld of half-vampires, covens, and shifting loyalties. Now torn between protecting his mentor Dr. Alarice Howard and embracing his newfound, turbulent life, Elias finds himself in a wild, unpredictable dance of power that threatens to consume him. With danger lurking around every neon-lit corner and secrets unfolding like a bad Texas soap opera, he’s left wondering: can he control the monsters inside before...

When the Lords of the Icelandic Elves summon me to use my talents to find a lost dragon's egg, I find it hard to say no. I've seen what a dragon can do, and a young, just-hatched dragon is a being of pure destruction. But word of the egg gets out, and the race to find it begins. Mages from many realms are on the hunt - including a dragon - and they don't always play well together. Unless I want to join the casualties, I need to find that egg and return it to where it belongs. Luckily, I have help, but I wish that damned golden-winged Nephilim would keep his shirt on.

Sergeant Duncan O'Conner has seen it all before. Beautiful erotic dancer murdered at home, no suspect, no motive. But there's one clue: She's missing her heart. It's enough to make the hard-bitten Kansas City cop enlist the help of a necro - one of the dead-channeling freaks who live in the domed city of nearby Valhalla. It's a long shot, but desperate crimes call for desperate measures. Unlike the other "high-bloods" in Valhalla, Callie Brown considers her abilities a gift, not a curse. But when she reads the dancer's final thoughts, she senses a powerful presence blocking her vision. This is no ordinary homicide. This is the work of a legendary necromancer who controls souls.

After having a fight with her boyfriend, the impulsive Jessica Reid decides to take a trip to visit her best friend in beautiful South Beach Miami. There she meets Blake Matthews, a calculated defense attorney who knows exactly what he wants. Jessica embarks on a lustful, erotic relationship with Blake, leading her down a path she's not quite ready for.

Crishell "Shell" McMillan sees the cancellation of her TV series as a blessing in disguise. The former actress can now take over her late aunt's pet shop, the Purr N Bark, and do something she loves. While getting the shop ready for re-opening, Shell is asked to loan her aunt's Cary Grant posters to the local museum for an exhibit. She finds the prospect exciting - until a museum board member, who had a longstanding feud with Shell's aunt, votes against it.

Sherlock Holmes is an unparalleled genius. Warlock Holmes is an idiot. A font of arcane power, certainly. But he’s brilliantly dim. Frankly, he couldn’t deduce his way out of a paper bag. The only thing he has really got going for him are the might of a thousand demons and his stalwart companion. Thankfully, Dr. Watson is always there to aid him through the treacherous shoals of Victorian propriety...and save him from a gruesome death every now and again.

Sienna Nealon has spent the last two months cooling her heels on the cloudy shores of Oregon, waiting for something to happen. Then one day, when she's waiting in a diner, it does - or doesn't, rather. Because time freezes, everyone around her stuck and unmoving, not conscious of anything happening. When it springs to motion again, Sienna knows that a day she's long awaited has arrived. It's time. In this twenty-ninth book in the long-running, million-selling adventures of Sienna Nealon, she finds herself traveling to Japan to locate the source of this trouble: Shin'ichi Akiyama, a man she ...

After barely escaping with my life, returning to Faerie is the last thing I want to do. But my mission has grown only stronger now that I've sworn to save more held trapped in that realm. If only I know about their fate, then I'm sure as hell going to save them. Even if it means returning to hell.

My name is Mac Brennan, and that's the only thing I can remember about myself. Not why I woke up in a dumpster. Not why my right arm is as black as pitch and covered in glowing red tattoos, and certainly not why a vicious death cult is after me. Actually, that last part isn't true. I know why the death cult is after me. It's because I saved that damned girl from them. I didn't know who she was at the time, but I'd have done it anyway. I just don't like it when girls get beat up; call me old fashioned.

Nicole has spent years holding down her family, standing by Jamil through every high and low. But when life delivers one setback too many—his job loss, their lights getting cut off, and secrets stacking higher than unpaid bills—her patience starts to wear thin. As Jamil turns back to the streets to keep them afloat, Nicole finds herself gravitating toward a different kind of security—the steady, undeniable pull of Dr. Devaughn Jacobs, her successful high school sweetheart who never stopped wanting her. Caught between a love she built and a love she never got to explore, Nicole faces ...

Everyone knows that vampires are hard to kill. But when Dory Basarab is called to a crime scene in a smelly basement in Queens, she discovers that that may no longer be the case. Somebody has developed a new weapon, a vamp killer, and left her plenty of clues to follow. One of them leads her to the other side of the world, and to a city like no other, where the paranormal is normal and where death stalks the streets. Can she defeat a clever killer before he kills again, and on an unprecedented scale?