The Elf Witch
For fans of One Dark Window and From Blood and Ash comes a haunting, slow-burn fantasy romance about villains. It follows a formerly magicless elf as she suddenly comes into powers that her kingdom has never seen and the duplicitous prince she must bargain with to save them at whatever cost—even her soul.
After her grandmother’s execution, a formerly magicless elf is suddenly the most powerful witch in her village. Magic is disappearing, though, and Imani is thrust into the treacherous court of her kingdom, forced into trials against the most lethal witches in the world.
As she unravels the perilous plan her grandmother plotted before her death to save magic, Imani unwittingly dives deeper into a web of magical and political intrigue that puts her on a collision course with dangers beyond anything she imagined.
But Imani is harboring illicit knowledge of her own—a forbidden dark magic that’s getting more difficult to hide by the day. Now, she must decide whether to make herself a threat and an enemy to her country or risk becoming a pawn and the realm losing magic forever.
Stuck in this predicament, Imani sees only one path forward: a dangerous deal with the duplicitous prince—one she might be falling for.
Readers Beware: This book is for adult readers and contains mature and explicit content (see the author’s website for a complete list of trigger warnings).
Glossary: Visit the author’s website for a glossary of relevant world-building terms to accompany you on your reading journey.
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Martial Sovereign
He was an ordinary youth—until destiny changed everything.
After a fateful encounter, he awakens an unmatched martial talent. From humble village beginnings, he begins to master internal energy and combat techniques once thought unreachable.
His progress defies belief—advancing with speed and ease no one can explain.
In a world where strength is law, he carves his own path to supremacy.
The rise of a Martial Sovereign begins here.
Note: This is the revised 2025 edition of Supreme Martial Arts. Readers who own the previous version do not need to purchase again.
Fated
Book One of the Fated Series
Fate stole his memory. Fate shattered her world. But fate’s cruelest trick is still to come.
Twenty-year-old Areya wakes in a jail cell with her mother’s blood on her hands—and no memory of how it got there.
Then he arrives.
Ash is a shadow made flesh. A weapon without a past, bound by a curse that erased every trace of who he once was.
He has one directive: deliver the girl to his king.
He’s never questioned an order. He’s never failed a mission.
He’s never wanted to.
Areya is shattered—hollowed by grief, broken by loss. But there’s something electric in the space between them. A pull that cracks the edges of Ash’s carefully controlled silence.
Then she learns the truth that breaks what’s left of her: he’s the reason her mother is dead.
Now hatred is all she has. It’s the only thing stronger than her grief. The only thing keeping her breathing. She has nothing left but the burning need to survive long enough to make him pay.
But as fragments of Ash’s stolen memories begin to surface, the line between enemy and ally begins to blur.
The man who destroyed her life might be the only one who can save it.
And the girl he was ordered to deliver might be the key to breaking them both free.
Some truths cut deeper than any blade—and some choices can’t be undone.
A seductive fantasy debut perfect for fans of enemies-to-lovers romance, slow-burn tension, and high-stakes adventure.
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Ready to Were
I never planned on going back to Hung Island, Georgia. Ever.
I was a top notch Were agent for the secret paranormal Council and happily living in Chicago where I had everything I needed – a gym membership, season tickets to the Cubs and Dwayne – my gay, Vampyre best friend. Going back now would mean facing the reason I’d left and I’d rather chew my own paw off than deal with Hank.
Hank the Tank Wilson was the six foot three, obnoxious, egotistical, perfect-assed, best-sex-of-my-life, Werewolf who cheated on me and broke my heart. At the time, I did what any rational woman would do. I left in the middle of the night with a suitcase, big plans and enough money for a one-way bus ticket to freedom. I vowed to never return.
But here I am, trying to wrap my head around what has happened to some missing Weres without wrapping my body around Hank. I hope I don’t have to eat my words and my paw.