My name is Tamsin Vale, and I’m the future queen of Faerie. That’s right, I finally said it. No more being the heir or reminding people I didn’t agree to the job. Now I have and mostly because I think I’ll actually be a good queen. I have the right qualities, and I don’t let the wrong things distract me from what is important. Even if being queen comes with situations and duties not part of the role, but because I’m the most powerful magical wielder in two worlds. Though, I do bring some of that on myself. Like saving Mary Craftsman and any witch or warlock who might go over the...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m about to do something smart… Or something really, really stupid. I give it a 50/50 chance, but keeping quiet on what’s going on with me has bitten me in the arse too many times for me not to admit it. And since my mother’s journal isn’t helping and is heartbreaking to read, it’s time to trust the people who say they care about me. Now that I finally have the answer about Mason, I feel like I can heal from that crazy and focus better on my own needs. No matter what I do, someone will hate it—hate me, so I need to never forget that I have to look ...

My name is Tamsin Vale, I’m the future queen of Faerie… And people need to get on board with my vision for Faerie. They wanted me to declare I would take the job—demanded and bullied me into saying it, so now they have to deal with the kind of boss I am. The Underground is no more because of the fight I started. Two corrupt councils and two bogus dragon “Alphas” are gone because of what I pushed for. There are amazing changes in Faerie because of the gobs of money I’ve been pumping into a world I barely know and I’m terrified of. It’s about time people start having my back ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m pissed. I’m confused. And I’m scared. I’d be an idiot if I wasn’t scared when demons suddenly made a move and someone I love almost died. I’m pissed they did it, confused why now… But I’m also pissed that no one seems to hear me that Cluym messed up and they’re upset with me instead. Classic. I knew life as the future ruler of a world would never be easy, but constantly living where I’m criticized for everything and people don’t always listen to me is difficult. And sometimes I only have myself to blame for not fully committing to the ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… I don’t know what I am. Tired. Yeah, I’m tired and more than normal but also just tired of everything always crazy. I fix one thing and something else goes wrong. We handle the councils and we’re overstepping. We handle the dragons and that’s okay and we should be doing more… But back off our overreaching in how we’re handling refilling the councils. My head just spins, and it doesn’t stop there. The whole last year was like that. Things are going better with Lucca, and everything with Hudson went off the rails. Julian seems to have pulled his ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… Things are getting better. They’re not all better. That’s not possible in the weeks since I made the deal with all fairies. A little better. I have hope we might not completely self-destruct, so that’s better than where we were over the summer at least. And I think fairies are starting to see me as a person more. What I was willing to do for them gave them a smack upside the head and brought them out of their own fears. Somewhat. It’s definitely going to be a long road to make progress, but that’s expected. I want it all done yesterday and everything ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m finally putting myself first. If people won’t listen to me, are so determined to force me to be what they want, then I’m done working with them. I am a person, not something the people of Faerie own or all other supes can use and abuse. So I pulled the emergency brake and it’s time for a reset. I came into this world after my power went crazy and I unintentionally hurt people. This was only supposed to be six years I signed on for, and I was promised they’d teach me control so it never happened again. That promise wasn’t kept. Again… And it’s ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I don’t know who I am anymore. I only have the labels and titles. There are only the masks I wear to make it through the day and try to survive the pressure. And it’s killing me. Nothing is changing for the better, at least not for me. I’m doing so much to change the lives of millions, but there’s no improvement for me. So many people hate me, want to see me fail or dead that it’s all I see. I can’t get a grip living like this anymore, and no one’s hearing me that I’m serious. I couldn’t work things out with one mate, and now one is doing ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… I’m stressed. Shocker, I know, but being a college senior at the top supe university is hard. Well, now that the curriculum is what I need and challenging. And I’m also the ruler of a whole world including two realms that have been warring for thousands of years that I’m trying to bring together. I also have five mates. Do I really need to justify anything else or why I have a temper? However, I finally feel as if I’m walking the same direction as most of the people in my life. I’ll always be different as the heir of Faerie or the daughter of a ...

Spring is here and now that the “elite” warlock elders are handled, Arabella has one less thing on her plate… While tons more are added. That’s the life of any successful business owner, but being a goddess makes things slightly more complicated. Slightly. But she has a new house, with hope that her broken heart could heal and all the growth with the bakery could be worth the headaches. Plus, more expanding to increase her power and give more people jobs and security—better lives. In a surprising turn of events, she stumbles upon more secrets, but this time they might not be ones ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I’m no longer no one. I’m not simply an abandoned orphan without any answers. Granted, most of the answers led me to ask more questions, but I have at least some now. Fairies aren’t what I was promised they would be and I’m certainly not what they want, but I’m the only one who can save them from their magical prisons. They’re the best help I have to fix so many wrongs in the world and keep the ones I love safe, given all the threats against me. And if that wasn’t enough to crack my sanity, I’m still on rocky ground with the men in my life. Why ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m the only living heir to all of Faerie. I want to do what’s right and use that position to help my people, but too many treat me as if I belong to them and that world. And I cannot live my life that way. Nor can I keep pretending all my relationships are okay. Three are great, but it’s time to let one go and stop forcing myself to accept so much. The warlock and vampire elders are gone, arrested, for their crimes. People are upset how we’re handling so much or getting involved in “their” world. Funny, because all I heard when we were in hiding is ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m the only living heir to all of Faerie. It’s still hard to accept that, but given how often people call me “Princess” or “Your Highness” like it’s my actual name, I can’t deny it. I simply hate that I am. Yeah, it’s going that well. The councils’ win might have seemed small, but the ripples from that decision are drowning me at every turn. I can’t endure the bullying and abuse much longer, and I can’t fight back given the situation my people are in. I’m not sure I care anymore after finding out fairies being awesome was a lie. Most ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I’m Queen Meira’s daughter and heir to the light realm. After all I’ve been through, it turns out I’m an actual pri—nope, still can’t say the “P” word. Oh, and my dad’s a demigod. Sure, of course he is.Things aren’t going well given my new status, and too many of the fairy elders are as big of problems as the supe ones. I hear the ancients are worse and overall, it makes it difficult for me to not just bail. This wasn’t what I wanted, and I’m tired of people acting like what they want is a given for me, especially some of my men.I’m ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m the last known fairy… And I think I’m out of time. The walls are closing in from all sides and we’re quickly running out of options. But I don’t think help is coming. Making up with Darby and Lucca—having them at my side—has helped my soul, but I’m still missing pieces of it. I want to let Hudson back in, though I don’t know how. And I really wish I could move on from Craftsman. Why can I not let go of the man who nearly destroyed me? There are too many other things I should be focused on. McGrath is circling and must be handled. The warlock ...

When mystery author D. B. Ziegler is late delivering her book, Abi Schore steps in to help. Surely she can give her favorite author moral support over the holiday break and get the manuscript to her boss at Tea & Sympathy Publishing in time for the new year. When Abi shows up on Ms. Ziegler’s doorstep bearing holiday treats, she’s met by the author’s handsome grandson Dov, who reveals a startling plot twist. His grandmother isn’t able to finish the book and Dov promised he’d complete it so fans won’t be disappointed—a task that’s harder than he ever imagined.

Living in a year around Christmas town has its drawbacks. The caroling, the decorations, the insanely cheery spirit, it never disappears. It's why I like to hibernate away in my cave - I mean housekeeping a healthy distance from the holly jolly spirits. And all was going according to plan until my nemesis, Storee Taylor, moved in next door to care for her Aunt Cindy. Without blinking, she turned my simple world into a real nightmare-before-Christmas, especially when she decided to enter the town Christmas Kringle contest - which she was determined to win.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

All newly minted pediatrician Jamie Malek wants is to borrow a roasting pan for Christmas dinner. Unfortunately, that requires her to interact with Marc—her best friend’s troublemaking brother, who’s now a tech billionaire. He’s the one who got away. She’s the one who broke his heart. Outside, a howling blizzard. Inside, a crackling fire. Suddenly, being snowbound with the man she never expected to see again might not be such a bad way to spend a winter’s night.

There's no place like home for the holidays ... especially for Lesley Carver. Life in the big city just wasn't her jam and now she's back in Hickory Falls, working at the family diner and helping her mom after she took a tumble. Lesley longs to build a life here, working at the cafe, selling her handmade ornaments and ... er, apparently reviving her high school crush on her best friend’s older brother. Only one problem, her mom wants her to leave Hickory Falls far behind.

Evie Crowe is starting over in a strange town with her newborn, and men are the furthest thing from her mind. If only the quiet, hulking farmer, Luke Ward, would stop coming into the thrift shop and piquing her reluctant interest. Evie wants to stay single all the way—she can’t trust anything more than friends-with-holiday-benefits. But Luke is in it for the long haul. He’s fixed on making this a Christmas Evie will remember forever. If she gives him a chance.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

Tilly Farriday isn’t feeling very jolly this season. Recently divorced and broke, she’s squatting in one of her rental agency’s properties until her new home is ready. The sprinkles on top of the burnt Christmas cookie that is her life? The new owner shows up early, forcing Tilly to hide in the attic to save her job…and what remains of her dignity.

Obituary writer Nadine Barbault doesn’t mind being called “Lady Death”. It suits the ice queen persona she’s cultivated to survive the fast-paced Toronto Herald. So when Nadine learns that famous (and reclusive) author Dot Voline has died, she doesn’t hesitate to run the obituary…only to discover that Dot is very much alive. Nadine’s screw-up has brought Wesley Chen of the rival Spear no end of joy—she’s been a thorn in his extremely ambitious side for years. But the renewed interest in Dot also surfaced chatter about a mysterious past scandal.

Nina and William are underpaid adjunct professors at the same university, where winter break is no break at all: ’tis the season to make extra money. When their holiday side hustle has them stranded by a blinding blizzard in the middle of nowhere, there’s nothing to do but cuddle up for warmth and play a game of Never Have I Ever to pass the time. But in the game of love, secrets never stay secret for long…

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m about to do something smart… Or something really, really stupid. I give it a 50/50 chance, but keeping quiet on what’s going on with me has bitten me in the arse too many times for me not to admit it. And since my mother’s journal isn’t helping and is heartbreaking to read, it’s time to trust the people who say they care about me. Now that I finally have the answer about Mason, I feel like I can heal from that crazy and focus better on my own needs. No matter what I do, someone will hate it—hate me, so I need to never forget that I have to look ...

My name is Tamsin Vale, I’m the future queen of Faerie… And people need to get on board with my vision for Faerie. They wanted me to declare I would take the job—demanded and bullied me into saying it, so now they have to deal with the kind of boss I am. The Underground is no more because of the fight I started. Two corrupt councils and two bogus dragon “Alphas” are gone because of what I pushed for. There are amazing changes in Faerie because of the gobs of money I’ve been pumping into a world I barely know and I’m terrified of. It’s about time people start having my back ...

My name is Tamsin Vale, and I’m the future queen of Faerie. That’s right, I finally said it. No more being the heir or reminding people I didn’t agree to the job. Now I have and mostly because I think I’ll actually be a good queen. I have the right qualities, and I don’t let the wrong things distract me from what is important. Even if being queen comes with situations and duties not part of the role, but because I’m the most powerful magical wielder in two worlds. Though, I do bring some of that on myself. Like saving Mary Craftsman and any witch or warlock who might go over the...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m pissed. I’m confused. And I’m scared. I’d be an idiot if I wasn’t scared when demons suddenly made a move and someone I love almost died. I’m pissed they did it, confused why now… But I’m also pissed that no one seems to hear me that Cluym messed up and they’re upset with me instead. Classic. I knew life as the future ruler of a world would never be easy, but constantly living where I’m criticized for everything and people don’t always listen to me is difficult. And sometimes I only have myself to blame for not fully committing to the ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… I don’t know what I am. Tired. Yeah, I’m tired and more than normal but also just tired of everything always crazy. I fix one thing and something else goes wrong. We handle the councils and we’re overstepping. We handle the dragons and that’s okay and we should be doing more… But back off our overreaching in how we’re handling refilling the councils. My head just spins, and it doesn’t stop there. The whole last year was like that. Things are going better with Lucca, and everything with Hudson went off the rails. Julian seems to have pulled his ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and things are going well. No, really! I know that sounds crazy after I broke down and couldn’t tell what was a dream or reality. But I have help. I asked for help which is hard for me. I have someone I can trust to get help from. All of that is progress for my life. Sad, but true. It was a setback on a better path and those will happen. But people are stepping up to help and defend me. I don’t feel so alone handling too much. I feel like a real fairy most days and accepted. And I have hope for the future. Things are great with Darby, and he’s happy about what ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… Uuuuggghhhh! I’m so tired of saying the same things over and over again without enough changing. I get the dirty councils out of the way, and new villains pop up in the form of fairy elders and ancients. I get them handled and the commanders are the problem. I smack them into line and the nobles are my issue. I catch a bunch of them red-handed trying to commit treason, and people are still listening to the lies of the remaining ones. Why do I even bother? Every time they push me too far, the line of what I’ll suffer just gets further and further from what ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… Things are getting better. They’re not all better. That’s not possible in the weeks since I made the deal with all fairies. A little better. I have hope we might not completely self-destruct, so that’s better than where we were over the summer at least. And I think fairies are starting to see me as a person more. What I was willing to do for them gave them a smack upside the head and brought them out of their own fears. Somewhat. It’s definitely going to be a long road to make progress, but that’s expected. I want it all done yesterday and everything ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m finally putting myself first. If people won’t listen to me, are so determined to force me to be what they want, then I’m done working with them. I am a person, not something the people of Faerie own or all other supes can use and abuse. So I pulled the emergency brake and it’s time for a reset. I came into this world after my power went crazy and I unintentionally hurt people. This was only supposed to be six years I signed on for, and I was promised they’d teach me control so it never happened again. That promise wasn’t kept. Again… And it’s ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I don’t know who I am anymore. I only have the labels and titles. There are only the masks I wear to make it through the day and try to survive the pressure. And it’s killing me. Nothing is changing for the better, at least not for me. I’m doing so much to change the lives of millions, but there’s no improvement for me. So many people hate me, want to see me fail or dead that it’s all I see. I can’t get a grip living like this anymore, and no one’s hearing me that I’m serious. I couldn’t work things out with one mate, and now one is doing ...

An all-new collection of eight "Vampire for Hire" short stories featuring everyone's favorite vampire detective, Samantha Moon! It’s all inside, including: Vampire Requiem - Samantha Moon gets up close and personal with her dead ex-husband’s mistress, Nancy, who might be a woman who knows too much. Moon Love - Sam and Kingsley Fulcrum set their sites on a romantic weekend getaway to Big Bear, California, only to find themselves on the hunt for a runaway boy. Moon Musings - Sam is back and... blogging? Turns out the vampire mama has a lot to say on the subject of life, death, and ...

Siren’s Kiss is open and thriving, booked through the holidays and providing tons of jobs. The new training facility is built and has stacks of applications from paranormals who want to help keep people safe. A normal woman would take a moment and simply enjoy what her hard work has accomplished, bask in the achievement. Seraphine Thomas is far from a normal woman and doesn’t know the meaning of “relax” when there’s more work to be done. Meeting more Alphas at the club opening, she learned that the danger for paranormals is worse than she had thought. After the win of taking down ...

Now Alpha of the Chicago werewolves and the first female one in North America, Seraphine Thomas has more on her plate than she can handle or wants to. Engle had to go, and while she’s glad the threat to everyone in the city—both humans and paranormals—is dead and gone, now there is a huge mess to clean up. Not to mention the challengers that will come assuming she isn’t strong enough to lead the pack. And still she doesn’t have field trained agents in her office. As she works on fixing that situation, while making sure they get experience as well as training, crimes committed in ...

Sal Luxx is desperate to prove her kind are more than beasts. Born a second-class citizen in a world ruled by humans, the hardheaded pure-bred iliri has had subservience beaten into her veins. But her waning hope for freedom surges when she is given a pass to the trials for an elite military unit… and unleashes her inner predator.

Sera Thomas has more than the FBI in her life now and nothing reminds her of that more than almost losing the man she loves. Sometimes the focus has to be on her personal life and the pack or she could lose all she’s built and treasures. And she’s not about to allow that. Which means working things out with Brian while he travels and learns what he needs to. It’s going to take work getting him acclimated to the pack and introducing him to the supe world as a wolf, not a human who visits. But she’s willing to fight for their love if he is, and that’s a huge step for her. To her ...