Warriors of the Veihl Series

Roahn is a man possessed. Literally. Aside from being the last Keeper of the Veihl and a berserker, he has a burning need for vengeance against the man who murdered his family centuries ago. But when he meets Kat, a woman who has no idea who or what she really is, Roahn begins to wonder if there is something more to live for. Katlyn Evans has been on the run for years. Until she meets Roahn, she had no idea why she was being hunted or even who was hunting her. Now that she's entwined into the strange new world of the Veihl, Kat realizes that their paths are becoming entwined. Will they be able to save one another when the past returns to haunt them? Can Roahn give up his thirst for revenge in favor of a love worth fighting for?

A few months ago, I knew exactly who I was. Mackenzie Grae, 28 years old, owner of Grae Enterprises. Now, I am fighting a losing battle, trying to discover who—or what—I really am. Turns out I'm the lost heir to the throne of Atala. You probably know it better as Atlantis. Yep, that Atlantis. This place isn't the dreamy, mystical world that is described in the books and legends. It is harsh, cruel, barbaric, and dying. And yet, somehow I am breathing into it the glory it once was, restoring the land and the people to their rightful powers and beauty they claimed in the past. I don't want it. I can't be a queen, despite the claims that dark and dreamy hunka-hunka-burning-love Cael makes. For some reason, he believes in me, sees things within me that, despite my futile declarations otherwise, destroy my preconceptions and make me want to be all that he claims and more. It isn't easy. Even though he beckons to me with his mercury eyes, something in him repels me, a darkness that threatens to overwhelm my newly discovered Prime and stain my soul until it is as black as his. He's demanding, possessive, and primal, and has too many secrets that I am aching to uncover. I have met gods, walked among shadows, escaped the Underworld, saved an ancient Druid, fought side by side with Gargoyles, and learned my true name, all to discover who I truly am. I am life. I am savior and destroyer. I am woman and beast and power, rolled into one package of epic proportion. And I am a target for the most malevolent man in Atala. He's tried to kill me. He's succeeded. But not even death can keep me from my destiny. I am a Prime. And I am ready to meet my enemy.

He was her savior. Cael Leandros will stop at nothing to keep her alive, even if it meant spending an eternity of pain in Tartarus. Possessed by one of the four Horsemen and host to a Prime power of the gods, he’s known his fair share of torment. She would be his salvation. Makeanna Graelyn isn’t sure whether she can trust him or not. He beckons her closer just to push her away. One thing she does know: she would sacrifice anything to to free him: her people, throne, Prime, power, and even her life. But can she defeat Death itself to free him? In the midst of preparing for war against the man who wants to enslave Atala, the human realm, and the gods, can Mac find the strength to raise an army, retrieve the golden apples for Hades, and free Cael from his demon? Will they fall prey to their own desires and find strength in one another, or will they let the world burn?

"What do you call a demon who can't come? Dead." - Brynna, witch extraordinaire "Witches are deceitful, conniving bitches and are good for only two things: Fucking and target practice." Rhys, Overworld Demon Prince Wrongly accused of cursing Rhys with erectile dysfunction after a single night of uninhibited pleasure, Brynna wants nothing more to do with the demon. Granted, his grounds for believing in the curse are legitimate, but it's not her fault he hasn't been able to come for the past three months. Rhys truly believes she's cursed him, and in order to have the hex removed, he kidnaps the witch from her coven and nullifies her powers. With the intent of sexually tormenting Brynna until she removes the curse, Rhys finds himself at her mercy as the toxin in his system builds with no outlet and his strength wanes. They must work together to find his mate before the toxin kills him. The only problem is that Rhys's mate could be any one of several women he'd been with that same night three months ago. And Brynna can't help remembering that night and the passion they'd shared, a passion that still leaves her breathless. Watching him kiss all the frogs in order to find his princess is sure to drive her insane. Can they find his mate before the toxin builds and leaves the last heir to the demon throne dead? Or will the fiery hatred between them get him first?