Australian Bisexual

What happens when a city girl buys a farm and moves to a small town in the middle of nowhere?

River didn’t know what to expect when she packed up and moved to Fires Creek, but she sure wasn’t expecting The Carter boys and their charm.

Jonas Carter was a stubborn, hardworking man with a heart of gold. The only biological child of the oldest family in town, he had a perfect reputation… Until she showed up.

Teddy James (Carter), was adopted into the Carter house when he was a teenager. A seductive, playboy and professional bull rider, Teddy was used to getting what he wanted... and what he wanted was her.

This sweet and spicy, taboo novella will leave you begging for more. Be a good girl, Peach.

Fires Creek is written in Australian English. You may notice some minor spelling differences from US/UK English. Some of these that you may notice are: jewellery vs jewelry, dialled vs dialed and centre vs center. As Fires Creek is set in Australia, you’ll also find interesting slang and cultural references.

From USA Today Bestselling author Marley Valentine comes her debut, bisexual awakening, age gap, sapphic romance.

At twenty-four, I’d already lived a thousand lives.
I was a daughter.
An orphan.
A foster kid.
A sister.

Someone to everyone, and yet I was unrecognizable to myself. I spent my time keeping everybody else afloat, while I was slowly drowning.

Until I met her.

The first time she walked into my life, I was mesmerized by the mysterious stranger. When I came face-to-face with her a second time, I was being introduced to my best friend’s mother.

We were worlds and experiences apart, unlikely in every sense of the word.

Everything between us was unexpected. Our attraction to one another, the secrets I shared, and the cracked pieces of her I so badly wanted to put back together.

We broke.
We healed.
We loved.
Desperately.

But I didn’t know how to love her without losing myself, and if she discovered the cost, I knew she wouldn’t let me.

Incision Press' third short story anthology, from queer and trans perspectives, will bring out the salacious monster lurking inside. The kind who slithers into your bed, dripping with demonic heat - cosmic, sexy, and playful. You'll find your new passion for the erotic monstrous in these pages.

Queer ghosts, angry scorpions, ruthless werewolves, violent trans angels, voyeuristic slime monsters, demonic robots and more. Delve into your deepest desires and get slippery with us. Bring your lube and remember, it's only weird the first time you try it!

Featuring:

A.J. Malachite
Anna Sansom
Aunty Patrick
Bethany Baker
Christian Pan
Corey Jae White and Maddison Stoff
Corwyn Reed
Des DeVivo
Dylin Hardcastle
E.K. Darnell
Fraser Knox
J. Aster
Jaydell
Kris Kneen
L. x acanthifolius
Lea O'Hara
M.K. Briar
Macsen K. Rhaff
Marcel Cur
Marisca Pichette
Odile York
Orlando Silver
Packwolf Lupestripe
Rae White
Red Passion
Salem Fluke
The ShanMonster
Theo Hartwell less

Griff

Walking away from my marriage was my idea of a fresh start.
My kid is in college, my ex-wife and I are on good terms … but being single in my forties is a world different to being single in my teens.
I’m thankful for my best friend, Heath. He’s got my back like he always does and is ready to take me out and show me how the bachelor life is done.
He was never supposed to show me literally.
After we wake up in bed together, I can’t stop looking at him differently, and one thing becomes abundantly clear.
I talk a big talk about wanting to be single, but my platonic rule book has gone out the window.

Heath

When my best friend comes to me for help post-divorce, I’m only too happy to impart my wisdom to him.
After all, Griffin isn’t my type, but even I can tell he’s a complete lumbersnack. Good with his hands, kind eyes, and a killer smile. All the guys and gals are gonna eat him alive.
But the more time we spend together, the less “not my type” he becomes. I’m the one who can’t get enough of him.
Neither of us is interested in a relationship, so what’s a little fun between friends?
We both know the score.

To teach me a lesson, he’s transferring me from writing about hockey gods to Banana Ball, and not only do I have to pretend to like the not-so-professional sport, I have to go on tour with them. If I can just keep it in my pants and focus on the writing, I’ll earn a return to the sport I love.

Problem is, the gossip writer who got me into this mess is on tour too.

Ian’s determined to prove he’s meant for sports and not gossip columns, so when he suggests we create a public rivalry that’ll boost our reader engagement and get us both what we want, I reluctantly agree.

But the more time I spend with him, the more confusing my feelings for him become, and suddenly I’m looking at labels I never thought would apply to me.

After an explosive kiss it becomes so much harder to focus on the writing and faking our rivalry, but taking a chance on him means risking more than just my game plan to get back to the ice, for the first time in my life, I’ll also be risking my heart.

What do you do when you’re a hit man … who’s terrible at his job?

At first, I thought it would be an easy payday. A few pew pews for bad people, a couple of suitcases of cash for me. People have done worse for an honest living. Probably.

The problem is that after a couple of jobs, I’ve never actually managed to unalive someone, and not for lack of trying. Apparently, a basic requirement of a hitman is being a good shot.

Despite my constant duck-ups—that my boss knows nothing about—I’m given another name, and I very nearly follow through. Only after obliterating this guy’s ear and his fervent pleading to spare him, I’ve sent him into hiding and collected the cash anyway.

But wanted people are hard to hide, and bad guys don’t like paying big money for loose ends.

Now that Van Gogh has shown his face again—sans ear—I’ve scammed my way into his security team, which is sort of ideal since I’m now highly wanted as well.

Unfortunately, we have some “trust issues” to “work through” from our meet-shoot, and with the gorgeous bastard’s brother missing, he refuses to lay low until they’re reunited.

I’m not sold on the plan, honestly, but this guy has me questioning my sexuality along with my career path, and I’m at the point where I’m determined to see a job through to the end.

Or die trying.

But hey, at least then I’d finally deliver a body.

Join Forrest as he tries to answer questions left at the end of Rise of Summer.
Who are the Thanatoi?
How did Forrest defeat Lightson?
What role did the knife play?

The last step needed could not be known, but now that fate is done, the answers are there to be found.

With one of the four Princes fallen, and Mara whisked off in a whirl of shadows by the Nightmare King, Dominic, Tiernan and Forrest are left behind with Jean to try and work out their next steps.

Follow Mara in her quest to get back what she has lost, and see the prophecy through to it's conclusion. Hopefully without losing anything else.

Depths of Autumn is the fourth book in the four book Wyldthorn Academy Series. 

Mara and her fated mates are in a race against time. One of them is still being held prisoner, and more students are falling victim to the prophecy every day, going to sleep and never waking up. Tensions are running high, and the arrival of the Nightmare King to the Wyldthorn campus doesn't help.

Can Mara work out what she needs to do to free everyone? Will fate cut the newly formed fated mates a little slack and let them develop their relationship? Autumn is a time of fear and magic, and fear is a thick scent in the air.


Depths of Autumn is the third book in the four book Wyldthorn Academy Series. 

Just how many students are going to fall victim to the sleeping curse?

The prophecy continues to move forward, dragging more and more students into an unending sleep. Mara tries to navigate her new relationships, balancing fate with her need to learn more about the world she finds herself thrust into.

Walking the path the stars do tread is proving difficult for all. Jealousy and lust exist side by side, and some still struggle with admitting how they feel.

Stirrings of Spring is the second of four novels in the Wyldthorn Academy series.

I couldn’t tell you when I fell in love with Gael Herrera, but I wish I knew how to make it stop.

Falling in love with a straight man is a rookie mistake. But falling in love with my soon-to-be-married-to-a-woman best friend is nothing but heartache.

Through all the years, and all the men I’ve fooled around with, he’s always been at the back of my mind. An unrequited crush I wish I could shake. A dream that was never going to come true.

When I whisk him off to a surprise bachelor party weekend in Vegas, I surrender to the idea that this is an opportunity for me to finally let go of my feelings for him and say goodbye.

But after a heated exchange and an even hotter kiss, everything I thought I knew about our friendship changed.

Maybe I had it wrong. Maybe, after all this time, we were more than best friends. Maybe, just maybe, he felt it too.

From USA Today Bestselling author Marley Valentine comes her debut, bisexual awakening, age gap, sapphic romance.

At twenty-four, I’d already lived a thousand lives.
I was a daughter.
An orphan.
A foster kid.
A sister.

Someone to everyone, and yet I was unrecognizable to myself. I spent my time keeping everybody else afloat, while I was slowly drowning.

Until I met her.

The first time she walked into my life, I was mesmerized by the mysterious stranger. When I came face-to-face with her a second time, I was being introduced to my best friend’s mother.

We were worlds and experiences apart, unlikely in every sense of the word.

Everything between us was unexpected. Our attraction to one another, the secrets I shared, and the cracked pieces of her I so badly wanted to put back together.

We broke.
We healed.
We loved.
Desperately.

But I didn’t know how to love her without losing myself, and if she discovered the cost, I knew she wouldn’t let me.

She thought her mom’s shifter blood had passed her by. Tossed into the deep end of amystical realm, will she survive the hot and heavy glamour?

Mara Reynolds isnauseous with anxiety. With her plans to skip college destroyed by a pair of strangers claimingthat she’s destined to manifest remarkable abilities, the curious nineteen-year-old agrees toattend a magical school. And overwhelmed by the unknown, the artistic young woman is startledby the tingles of attraction flying between her and the handsome leaders of Spring, Summer,Autumn, and Winter.

Digging deeper into the truth of her place in this world, Marais thrown off balance as all four princes unleash a seductive campaign to earn her kisses. But asshe starts to get a grip on their complicated society, a dream reveals that she’s about to becometangled up with a curse, a prophecy, and a quartet of fated mates.

With everyoneplaying a game for her heart, can she defeat destiny and make her ownrules?

Touch of Winter is the spicy first book in the WyldthornAcademy paranormal romance series. If you like witty prose, vibrant mythologies, and why-choose plotlines, then you’ll adore LK Shear’s lighthearted adventure.

Griff

Walking away from my marriage was my idea of a fresh start.
My kid is in college, my ex-wife and I are on good terms … but being single in my forties is a world different to being single in my teens.
I’m thankful for my best friend, Heath. He’s got my back like he always does and is ready to take me out and show me how the bachelor life is done.
He was never supposed to show me literally.
After we wake up in bed together, I can’t stop looking at him differently, and one thing becomes abundantly clear.
I talk a big talk about wanting to be single, but my platonic rule book has gone out the window.

Heath

When my best friend comes to me for help post-divorce, I’m only too happy to impart my wisdom to him.
After all, Griffin isn’t my type, but even I can tell he’s a complete lumbersnack. Good with his hands, kind eyes, and a killer smile. All the guys and gals are gonna eat him alive.
But the more time we spend together, the less “not my type” he becomes. I’m the one who can’t get enough of him.
Neither of us is interested in a relationship, so what’s a little fun between friends?
We both know the score.