It was Fern Honeycutt’s eyes that gave her away. Not witch. All demon. Her coven saw her as an abomination, handing her over to pure evil.She escaped, but a lone female is an easy target. When breeder scouts start hanging around her store, the only way to protect herself is to break the rules she swore to uphold—adding a whole new problem.Relic, an emotionless and arrogant hellhound, witnessed those crimes and now he’s stalking her. But the unpredictable beast is the only thing standing between her and mortal danger, so Fern chooses the lesser of two evils and plays dirty, forcing him to protect her.However, the sinfully handsome Relic isn’t easily controlled. He surrounds her with a quiet dominance and easy affection that’s breaking through her pain—and as hard as she tries to protect her heart, he’s even more determined to claim it…

One Witch. One weekend. One seriously sexy Wolf. Let the chaos begin.Can I embrace my destiny as a Seer Witch, save my hometown, and claim my fated mate—all before Monday?You bet my Aunt Edna–sized butt I can! Time to hike up my big girl panties and handle this supernatural s#!tstorm.Being a Castor in Castor’s Corner isn’t easy. As mayor, I’m always juggling fires—sometimes literal ones. And as one-third of our Witchy Trifecta, it’s my job to keep our magical town hidden from humans and protected from supernatural riffraff.That’s the plan, anyway.Too bad I was accidentally late to our monthly coven meeting and totally forgot to renew the town’s protective barrier. Oops.Now we’ve got Ghosts, Ghouls, and smoldering-hot Shifters popping up like uninvited party guests.The town kids are terrified of something stalking the cemetery. My besties are freaking out. And Mr. Hottie McFurry—who may or may not be my destined mate—is stirring up all kinds of inappropriate thoughts.Castor’s Corner is going off the rails, and guess who has to fix it?That’s right. Me.No pressure.

Three rules keep a memory thief alive.Rule #1: Don't touch skin.Rule #2: Don't look too long.Rule #3: Don't let them see what you really are.Tonight, Kira Shadowmere breaks all three.Kira is the best memory thief in Vespera, a city where memories are bottled, sold, and craved like a drug. One touch, thirty seconds, and she can lift the worst night of your life right out of your head. The Guild pays in silver. Her conscience pays in everything else.But memory thieves don't live past twenty-four. Tomorrow is her birthday.Tonight's job should take thirty seconds. Instead it binds her — soul-deep, unbreakable, sever it and they both die — to Lysander Winterbourne. The last son of a slaughtered house. The lord who executes thieves like her. And the only person alive whose presence quiets the curse that's been drowning her since she was three.She should run. He should kill her. Neither of them does the smart thing.Now the Guild's master wants her caged, something is waking in her blood that shouldn't exist in a girl like her, and the deeper Kira digs, the clearer it gets: she isn't the only memory thief in this story. Someone has been inside her head. Someone has been editing. And what they took will cost her the only family she has left. An enemies-to-lovers romantasy with teeth. A heroine who flirts with a knife in her hand. A cold lord who is never afraid, only furious. A soul-bond with a body count. A slow burn that detonates. And an HEA that costs exactly what it should.?? Touch her and die ? A thief who steals the wrong thing Enemies to lovers, forced proximity Found family who'd bury bodies for each other Morally gray everyone A final line you'll message me about in all capsFor readers of Fourth Wing, Quicksilver, and The Serpent and the Wings of Night.Spice: ? ? — open door, sensual rather than explicit. Three scenes.

Some things are beyond our control.All my life I was nothing. Average. Forgotten and overlooked. And then a powerful fae claimed me as his mate, changing everything.But death took him from me. And then an attack in the night left me a prisoner to the dangerous shadow beasts.I thought that was the end of me. I had no idea it would be the beginning. The beginning of falling in love with dangerous shifters. The beginning of a war I never knew was taking place, but still, a war that could destroy our very world, pulling it into the shadow realm.Once upon a time I was average, forgotten, and overlooked. But now? Now, I might be the answer to winning this war.The thing is, all wars have losses. And after all my heartbreak, can I handle losing anything more?Stolen by Shadow Beasts is a steamy reverse harem romance featuring sexy shadow beast shifters. It is the complete collection, including: Shifters’ Fae Captive, Shifters’ Secret Sin, and Shifters’ Lost Queen.

Sometimes, a love story starts with a curse.When Briar’s twin sister steals a moon charm from the London Museum of Magic, Briar will do anything to save her. Including getting herself abducted by the notorious Iron Crow, Ethan Swansea.Briar is a green witch running the family teashop and trying to pay off her late mother’s debts. She grows roses. She doesn’t challenge sea captains with questionable morals.Until now.Ethan steals things. Magic, kelpie hair, gold. Briar Foxglove.And now he doesn’t want to give her back. Even if the stolen magic has locked the wards on the witch island of Lyonesse, and she’s the key to getting him back home.He doesn’t like the perfect village of Haven, or adorable witches in pink houses who grow poisonous flowers among the roses and try to stab him with a fork.Until now.But no one can leave—not the throngs of visitors for the Midsummer Festival, not the local witches turning on Briar, not even a sea captain with power over water.And when the moon charm triggers a curse, only Briar and Ethan can save the island.Well, Briar wants to save the island. Ethan only wants to save her.No matter what it takes.Tropes You'll Love:Opposites attractTouch her and dieSecret witch worldSleeping Beauty vibesRead in Kindle Unlimited!A Society of WitchesBook 1 - A Lady’s Guide to WitchcraftBook 2 - A Lady’s Guide to WerewolvesBook 3 - A Lady’s Guide to Fae Kings