Sisterhood of the Ring Series

A chance meeting with a beautiful woman has left Cathy Carling despondent, and nursing a bruise to the cheek—wondering why she must get by with a half-measure of beauty, and if she will find the perfect man or have to settle for Mr. Barely Acceptable. But today, an encounter on the commuter-train has Kathy wearing a magical ring. And tomorrow she will wake to find her fondest dreams of beauty have come true—and learn that perhaps there truly is, too much of a good thing...or perhaps not. It all depends on who takes your picture.

Ann is in deadly peril. Out of a job, out of money, and out of luck. Harried and pursued, trapped under the waters of Puget Sound, death is reaching for her with hands of icy darkness. But this night, Ann has had one small piece of luck. She’s been given a magical ring, along with the admonition, “Never take it off. Never tell anyone about it. And be ready for wonder.” And this night, deep under the water, the ring is blazing with light, like the incandescent heart of a star. A frozen moment, a flick of light, and a new life begins, with new problems and dangers—including the fact that Ann seems to have become a mermaid. That sort of thing is certain to get your attention. But Ann’s problems have multiplied. When David Nan lifts her onto his boat to protect her from a shark, her legs return and she finds herself in the arms of the most attractive man she’s ever encountered. If only her clothing had reappeared along with her legs. It’s enough to make a were-mermaid dive back into the ocean.

Jennie Nan spends her time wrapped in boredom. A mere flicker of days has removed her from the life of a model, with the world at her feet. Now she’s a prisoner of her body, as it slides toward death. But this day Jennie has been given a gift—a small circle of stone that will change everything. And on this day, after she places the ring on her finger, she can walk again, even atop the water of the local river. What she can't do is have the smallest effect on the rest of the world. Now, wearing only her nightgown, exploring downtown Boston, she’s found Miles Carson, a positively beautiful man. Other than his having an evil brother, Miles is all she could wish for, except...she seems to have become a ghost, one who cannot interact with the world in the slightest way, and who cannot be seen, until she sings. But oddly, her watch is still running. So, unless it’s using the ghost of a battery, just maybe...

Life is placid for Christmas Baker. She has her son and her career as a graphic artist. To warm her dreams she has the memory of her husband. She wants nothing more. But this night her sister has dragged her to a party, one which will change her life. This night she finds a magic ring. And this night she meets Victor Lucci, a handsome gangster, who tempts her to discard chastity as a way of life. But Victor’s view, that love is an illusion, coupled with his casual attitude toward sex, repels. Worse, he appears to be sleeping with the daughter of the local crime family leader—a thoroughly unpleasant woman—to gain favor in the mob. But Victor isn’t what he appears. Exactly what he is, is something Chris must learn quickly, because somehow, she seems to have become Victor Lucci, and now must face the fact that people working hard to end his life. As if that weren't enough, there's the matter of who will care for her son, with her gone. And of more importance, if she took over Victor's body...

Kyesha Nobody, she called herself—at least in her thoughts. Used, abused, and discarded by the men in her life, she’s reached the edge of an emotional abyss, with suicide looming in her near future. But this day Kyesha met a stranger who gave her a magical ring. Tomorrow she’ll wake wearing the body of a ninety pound timber wolf. And tomorrow her adventure begins. Ken Dalten is a writer. Blinded in an accident, and learning to get around on his own, he blunders into a gang-related murder, marking him as a loose end that needs cutting off. Desperately fleeing, trapped in a dead-end alley, death seems imminent—until the noise of the confrontation wakes a sleeping wolf.

Colleen is on her way to spinsterhood. Under the thumb of her dominating mother, with the lamp of her soul all but flickering toward darkness, she must leave her mother’s house or resign herself to a death of the spirit. In spite of that, she hasn't been able to summon the necessary strength. Now though, Colleen has been presented with a magic ring, which transports her to a primitive world. There she must remake herself, face her demons, perfect the skills of the huntress, and lead a band of adventurers on a quest to free a god. When Jonathan first saw the sprite, it was a Wednesday, and he was hung over. He should have walked on. Now Jon is lying on the wet dirt of a trail, deep in the woods, abandoned and defenseless. How do you explain something like that when you have no idea of how you got there—or where you are? How do you explain that you’re naked because you left your clothing on a different planet?