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Magic is a rare gift, and with two masteries on his sleeve, Dominai finally feels like he’s getting a grasp of it. With his confidence in his own abilities increasing every day, Dom feels ready to tackle his first official assignment. If Arlon would ever give him one, that is.

But the Grandmaster is keeping his wizards close at hand, and not just because rumors about Olbric’s personal life have started leaking out of the Crux’s walls and into the new Cairish ambassador’s ears. Fear and mistrust of magic and the people who create it has started to circulate through Straetham, adding to the tension that already lays thick over the city in the aftermath of the attack on the town square.

Yet Olbric and Dom have an idea that might help restore the common people’s confidence in the Crux: a tournament. A display of magic and skill to show the people of Straetham who is working to safeguard the kingdom from the threat of Diran Barclay and his rogue wizards.

And when Dominai offers himself up as the prize to the winner, the game is on.

The third book of Alethea Faust’s epic Sex Wizards series.

Magic is a rare gift, and it's been six months since Dominai of Airedale first left home to study it. After solidifying his place at the legendary Crux as a skilled conduit, he now faces his next challenge: casting. When every spell he attempts fails to hit the mark, he finally turns to the Grandmaster of the Crux, Arlon Kalisson, for guidance.

The unyielding lessons that follow strip Dom down to his very foundation, rebuilding him to confront his own worst enemy: himself. But while Dom grows more confident inside the Crux, a threat gathers outside of it. One that will rock the kingdom of Straetham to its core, capable of destroying the Crux from the inside out.

The second book of Alethea Faust’s epic Sex Wizards series, Mastery delivers risk-aware consensual kink, hard BDSM, an ever-escalating epic plot, and a lot of butt stuff.

Magic is a rare gift, one only made possible by an invaluable stone: magiline. After he was tasked with his first official assignment, Dominai and his fellow wizards must now travel to the Crux’s sister tower in Immenbach to deliver a shipment of it.

But the road is full of trials and dangers, and not just because Thaddius’ bullying has escalated into something worse. Dominai is having strange dreams, hearing a mysterious voice that passes on a dire warning. A shadow lays over the Eastern Tower, and it will be up to Dominai and his fellow wizards to shed light on the situation and escape to tell the tale.

Left behind at the Crux, Olbric is facing his own battles. His father has threatened to disown him for being who he is. Fearing for his mother and sister’s safety, Olbric must work with Arlon to create a spell that can get them to safety if the worst happens. Yet confidential and personal information about Olbric continues to leak out of the Crux and into the Cairish ambassador’s ear. And Ambassador Feisal seems willing to stop at nothing to force Olbric home.

A storm is building, one that has the potential to destroy the balance of peace across the entire continent.

Intimacy can be awkward ... but someone’s gotta write about it.

Samuel Harthrup — AKA romance novelist Sammie Hart — has lost his mojo. His MasterChef-inspired smash-hit Heat in the Kitchen left readers voracious for a sequel, but Sam’s muse ran off with a hulking, tattooed biker, and his new manuscript is more fizzle than sizzle. Sam needs help – a special ingredient to inspire the spicy scenes his editor (and career) demands.

When the circus rolls into the small town of Moonshine, Sam stumbles upon Anita Fortuna, a psychic who firmly believes that wishing upon a star will make your dreams come true. Together, they resolve to whip his manuscript into shape, and succumbing to personal temptations is not an option – no matter how enticing the offer might be.

On a deadline, and with Sam’s career at stake, can Sam and Anita find the write way for romance, define their own stories, and discover whether words are enough? Or is the whole deal a recipe for disaster?

One immature dare.

Two childhood enemies.

Three kisses to bring him to his knees ...

Clarissa Wilson hates Adam James - his dentist-white smile, his ridiculous body built of muscles-upon-muscles, and that movie-star swagger that carries him into every room. So, back in their hometown of Moonshine — sixteen years later — with a revenge body and a new name, it’s a guilty thrill when Adam wants her … and has no idea she’s the chubby girl he teased throughout school.

As ‘Lissy,’ she’s determined to live by her own rules and hide her old scars — meaning she needs a plan to deal with Adam, their past, and the present. Luckily, his cheeky dare offers Lissy the perfect opportunity for payback: she has three kisses, and three chances to seduce the man who ruined her life … then leave him in the dust.

But Adam is playing with her heartstrings and rewriting their history, revealing things aren’t what they seem. Now, Lissy must decide who she really is and what her heart desires, because three kisses can’t undo a lifetime of hate … right?


The Insufferable Adam James is a dual POV childhood enemies-to-lovers rom-com with a drool worthy MMC and a sassy FMC who isn’t afraid to speak her mind. It is part of the Moonshine Romance series of interconnected standalones, which can be read in any order.

I was not always this way—a man feeding his demons with addictions, a monster driven by bloodlust. I had a family once, but I chose one above all others to protect from the animals we lived with, and even then, I failed.

Whispers on the street say I’m psychotic, but everyone knows I’m a calculated killer.

Then there’s Lacey. The one woman who keeps my demons at bay. She became my new addiction the moment she walked into my life. With threats from my past returning, I need to stop the same fate from happening to her.

I will not fail to protect what is important to me yet again.

They kept her hidden from me for fourteen years. Now, she sits in my club, my personal playground, clueless of the repercussions her father placed on her life.
Ava Pierce doesn’t know her world is about to implode and I’ll take pleasure in being the one to destroy her.

Victory is bittersweet when your life hangs in the balance. Threats are eradicated one by one, for us to find we’ve fallen into a trap of lies and false hope. A devised plan that took us by surprise by a man not bothering to hide in the shadows.

They’re not the only people hiding something.

I’ll be damned if I let them win. They don’t get to define me or determine my future. Nothing makes you fight harder than having the love and devotion of a Lamont man. Antonio will stop at nothing to protect his own–blood or not.

Second chances don’t come often in our world.

I was born to be her enemy.

I’m a hero, she’s a villain. A demigod and a monster.

Years of venomous lies and untold favors catch up to us when the Fates intervene. The woman that I’ve secretly loved for centuries is in danger. I’d do anything to keep her safe, anything to make her mine.

The gods have forsaken us. The Fates plot to end us. But even if our world burns to the ground, it’s her I will fight to the end for.

When it comes to stealing from mafia men, there are three rules.
Don’t get caught.
Don’t be seen.
And most of all— don’t fall in love with them.
After being hired to steal a painting, I find myself ensnared.
Damon, Minos, and Aaecus are monsters, and they only want one thing.
Me.
Seven days of sin in exchange for freedom from the Three Fates Mafia.
If only it were that easy.
The strings of fate have bound the four of us together, and not even gods or monsters can keep us apart.

The dragon has come to claim his mafia wife, but I already belong to a knight.
My shadow. The bodyguard whose world revolves around me.
After ten years of the same routine, I discover that I’m not the woman I thought I was.
I’m a killer .
The daughter of a fierce god.
As danger strikes, the three of us find that hate can become lust and enemies can become lovers.
Our destiny has been written, and we are determined to change it—even if it means a battle against those who would rather see us stay apart.

Aspiring young naturalist Celeste Rossan is determined to live a life of adventure and scientific discovery. But when her father loses everything, Celeste’s hopes of ever leaving her home town are dashed… until she sees a narrow opportunity to escape to Paris and attend the 1867 Exposition Universelle.

Celeste seizes her chance, but the elements overwhelm her before she can make it five miles. In desperation, she seeks refuge in an abandoned chateau only to find herself trapped inside the den of an unknown species: a predator with an intelligence that rivals any human.

It’s the discovery of a lifetime. Or, it will be, if Celeste can earn the beast’s trust without losing her nerve – or her heart – to her in the process.

Caspien Deveraux was poison.

It took me years to realise that he hadn’t been born like that. He’d been cultivated and nurtured by a careful hand and a bitter heart.

When I first met him, he was a bud. One primed to bloom beautifully and deadly. One I should have torn out at the root.

I loathed him. I loved him. And until him, I hadn’t known just how completely those two things could exist at once.

Caspien Deveraux was poison.

It took me years to realise that he hadn’t been born like that. He’d been cultivated and nurtured by a careful hand and a bitter heart.

When I first met him, he was a bud. One primed to bloom beautifully and deadly. One I should have torn out at the root.

I loathed him. I loved him. And until him, I hadn’t known just how completely those two things could exist at once.

Raphael

We met once two years ago - a few awful moments I’d rather forget - but he’s lived in my head ever since. Lee Jaehyun. K-pop idol and star of every filthy fantasy I have these days.

I should be thinking about the fact we just won our first Grammy, I should be focussing on our next album. I should be planning my wedding. But I’m not; I’m thinking about him. About what his mouth might taste like and what that body might look like under those carefully curated clothes. About how he might feel in my arms and what my name might sound like from his mouth when he’s turned on.

I’m not sure what this is; the near obsession I have with this guy, but it’s burrowed itself deep and refuses to give an inch. I’ll go insane if I can’t have him just once. Once to scratch the itch, douse the flames.

Except it turns out once isn’t enough, and it’s not dousing the flames it’s striking a match and I’m about to blow my entire life up.

Jaehyun

Raphael Scott is going to break my heart.

He’s an American rockstar, engaged to be married, and straight. He’ll get tired of whatever this is soon enough.

Then he’ll go back to his beautiful actress girlfriend and I’ll be alone again. I’m fine with that.

But it doesn’t mean I won’t take what he’s offering me right now. His shining American smile, his beautiful open heart, the desperate kisses he presses into my skin.

No, Raphael Scott won’t break me, nothing can. I’ve fortified myself against this sort of thing. My body, my art, all of it is armour. This soft American boy has no hope on earth of breaking it.

When the creature from your nightmares turns out to be the woman of your dreams...

Nadezhda is running away from her problems—mainly her family's supernatural murder cult that's constantly putting her loved ones in danger. Fortunately, her grandmother left her the house at the edge of a swamplife preserve so she can go off-grid for a while.
It turns out the shack isn't the only thing she's inherited—the ancient kikimora who followed her family from Ukraine years ago is still dwelling in the swamp and she's looking for an offering.

Suddenly the tales Nadezhda heard of the creature don't seem so scary anymore, and she's willing to fight off her natural instincts to run if it means she gets to give herself to the most beautiful monster.

"If you want to dance through the darkness, I'll let you take the lead..."

Being a powerless witch in a family of murderous occultists, Natalia knows better than to make any kind of deal with a supernatural creature. But when she comes face to face with the Nocnitsa who haunts her nightmares, she can’t deny that she’s tempted.

After all, the nightmare spirit is offering everything she’s dreamed of and only wants something simple in return—a taste of her delicious midnights.

*While this is set in the same world as She Came from the Swamp, it can be read as a standalone.*

Anna
"You'll watch your true love die three times before joining them in death."
I've been living with the curse of that knowledge for years. Since the first half of that prophecy has already come true, I'm going to spend what's left of my life hunting down the vampire who killed my boyfriend.
When she offers me a position at her side, she has no idea that I'm headed for an early grave, and I'm determined to bring her down with me.
Just as soon as I can stop thinking about her and how much I'm tempted to actually stay and serve her.

Marzanna
My strange angel hasn't visited in centuries.
So when she shows up in my throne room with blood on her face and hate in her eyes, I'm determined to do whatever it takes to make her stay.
To make her remember.
To make her mine.

That’s the thing about hearts—
Like waves, they break too.

Grief.
I’ve never battled with the raw, debilitating pain that comes with it.
Then a twist of fate hits me out of nowhere, and I can barely keep from drowning.
It’s like weights tied to my ankles in the middle of a raging ocean.
I’m helpless, with no way to swim back to the surface.
But fate is crueler still, bringing my stepbrother back for the first time in years.
Cannon never wanted this family. Especially me.
Still, he’s always been my greatest desire. And my biggest weakness.
He’s unattainable.
Straight, engaged, and with a seemingly perfect life on the other side of the country.
It’s something I’d do well to remember, yet when he stays, it’s so easy to forget.
In finding solace together, we mend what once was broken.
This loss bonds us. Changes us.
He’s become more than a brother or a lover.
He’s my anchor.
So how am I supposed to keep my head above water when I’ll eventually lose him too?

*Head Above Water is a STANDALONE full length MM enemies-to-lovers stepbrother romance novel.*

The heart always wants what it can't have...

Duty, honor, and sacrifice.
Dedicating my life to these elements, for family and country, leaves little for myself in return.
It’s why I indulge in a no-strings hookup with a handsome stranger mere days before heading half-a-world away.
Except one night turns into a week-long fling, creating a connection at the most inopportune time.
And neither of us want it to end.
Staying in touch is easy at first, but dwindles to radio silence and distant memories as time passes.
I didn’t expect him to re-emerge in my life months later, now belonging to someone else.
It should be enough for us both to walk away.
To push down this relentless, aching want.
But we don’t…
We can't.
Because the heart always wants what it can’t have.

When I met Leonardo Ricci, he was determined I would only be a fling, while I was certain he was my forever.

Seven years later, we're the perfect couple. Happy, married, and in love-in sickness and health, till death do us part.

At least until the unthinkable happens.

Now we can't look at each other. We don't sleep in the same bed. We can't even be in the same room. The loss is too great and the pain runs too deep.

But this man is the love of my life. I convinced him once, and I would be damned if I couldn't do it again. I would be damned if I couldn't fix what we broke. 

When I met Leonardo Ricci, he was determined I would only be a fling, while I was certain he was my forever.

Seven years later, we're the perfect couple. Happy, married, and in love-in sickness and health, till death do us part.

At least until the unthinkable happens.

Now we can't look at each other. We don't sleep in the same bed. We can't even be in the same room. The loss is too great and the pain runs too deep.

But this man is the love of my life. I convinced him once, and I would be damned if I couldn't do it again. I would be damned if I couldn't fix what we broke.

When I met Leonardo Ricci, he was determined I would only be a fling, while I was certain he was my forever.

Seven years later, we're the perfect couple. Happy, married, and in love-in sickness and health, till death do us part.

At least until the unthinkable happens.

Now we can't look at each other. We don't sleep in the same bed. We can't even be in the same room. The loss is too great and the pain runs too deep.

But this man is the love of my life. I convinced him once, and I would be damned if I couldn't do it again. I would be damned if I couldn't fix what we broke. 

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.

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.

We longed. We lost. We loved. Desperately.

I thought I had my life all figured out. But after a college football accident leaves me deaf, I was learning how to live all over again.

I expected the anger, the frustration, and the struggle to readjust, but what I didn’t expect to happen amongst the chaos, was to fall in love.

Especially not with two men.

Rough-edged puzzle pieces, Rhys, Samuel, and I were nothing but aching memories, painful realities, and hidden scars.

We were products of our pasts, abandoned and unloved, messy and complicated. Individually we had baggage; together we had mountains to climb.

But when the three of us were tangled up in one another, spilling secrets in the dark, hearts beating in sync, nothing else mattered but them.

We needed to break the cycle, because they deserved love… And who knows, maybe I finally did too.