"Being a newly minted demon with some shiny black wings of my own should be a dream come true. I mean, I'm back in Hell, I've got power, I'm not a lowly human anymore, this could be the start to happily ever after with my boo Azazel!
If only it weren't for that little snag . . . that Lucifer claimed me for himself. Not in that way, ew, get your mind out of the gutter! More like he directly conscripted me into his service, and there's nothing anyone, including Azazel, can do about it. Though he sure tries.
As it turns out, Lucifer orders me to go on a special mission for him, one that might reunite him with . . . you know who. Or so he believes.
I have my doubts. Just as I have some serious concerns about the state of Lucifer's rule in Hell. Major late-Roman-empire vibes here.
And as much as I despise that mothertrucker of a devil, my health and safety are now tied to his power, and if his rule fails . . . Yeah, it's not looking good.
I never thought I'd one day fight on the side of Lucifer, but I just might have to–unless I can find her first.
Contains mature themes."
"Being an angel sucks.
Well, a low-ranking angel, that is. Who'd have thought that one of the tasks in Heaven assigned to those not blessed with brain-melting power is shoveling unicorn poop?
Not me, that's for sure, although I don't even remember who I was as a human before being turned into an angel. So, here I am, living my best, most boring angel life, trying to climb up a rank in the hierarchy so I can ditch my annoying roommate and get a suite of my own, not to mention that if I get promoted, I won't have to clean up unicorn crap anymore–which, by the way, is not made of sparkly rainbows. Much to my chagrin.
And then he shows up. Looking all Tall, Dark, and Handsomely Mysterious, like he just strolled right out of a dream . . . and my world tilts sideways when I realize that might actually be true.
His power feels so familiar. The things he does and says cause an echo of knowing deep within me. Could I have seen visions of him before he ever stepped into my life? Or is there another reason I feel like I've known him for years?
While I’m falling for him . . . I can't shake the feeling that he could cost me more than my heart.
Contains mature themes."
"After living in Hell for a year, I might have to amend the saying 'Hell is other people' to 'Hell is other people's family.' Specifically, my dear demon husband's family, AKA my infernal in-laws. Even more specifically, Lucifer, my grandfather-in-law.
In a revelation surprising exactly no one, Lucifer is a mean-spirited, nefarious, hateful mothertrucker, and for reasons beyond my control, I am bound to him with a vow of silence about a juicy secret he's been keeping—from Azazel, my beloved demonic spouse. Which puts me between a rock and a hard place, and I don't mean between the wall and Azazel's magnificently muscled torso.
I'm notoriously bad at keeping secrets. Given the non-existent filter between my brain and my mouth, no one's more impressed than me that I haven't spilled the beans to Azazel yet. I can only credit the paralyzing fear of what Lucifer would do to me if I broke my vow. But I'm just barely keeping it together here. All it would take for me to crack is a crisis that short-circuits my brain and I'd probably sing like a canary.
Thank goodness my life is boring AF and nothing ever happens here in Hell to throw me off kilter. Oh, wait . . .
Contains mature themes."
"Marriage is hell. Or so I thought until I get dragged to actual Hell—as a demon's bride . . .
I did a dumb thing. See, Teenage Me accidentally summoned Azazel and locked him into a marriage contract with Present-Day Me. I never thought he'd actually go through with it, though.
Until he does.
But because he doesn't want this supernatural marriage of inconvenience any more than I do, he dumps me at his estate and tries to ignore me. Joke's on him, because I hate being ignored.
So, inconveniencing my grumpy, unfairly hot husband becomes my newly eternal life's mission. Until I find a soul that shouldn't be in Hell, stumble into a paranormal family feud, and start enjoying my sexy banter with Azazel way too much.
Now I'm starting to think ending up in Hell wasn't the worst thing that could've happened to me. But falling in love with my new husband just might be . . .
Contains mature themes."
"Warning: Includes a charming hot mess of a demon hero, delightfully snarky banter, lots of F-bombs, spicy AF steamy scenes, and a well-behaved witch who learns to cut loose.
One night. That’s all they need to get each other out of their systems.
At least according to demon Tallak when he suggests a night of no-holds-barred bed sport to witch Hazel Murray. Tallak’s goals in life are simple—after more than 20 years in a fae dungeon, he just wants to relish his freedom and build a healthy relationship with Basil, the son he’d presumed dead. Having the hots for the witch who raised Basil? Bad idea. Opposite of simple.
As Elder witch and head of her family, Hazel has enough on her plate trying to keep the witch community from splintering after the end of the war. Lusting after the biological father of her adopted son is the last thing she needs. Especially since that father is a recent prison escapee demon with a questionable moral compass. A responsible witch and mother would steer clear. But Hazel has been so good for so long…maybe it’s time to be just a little bit bad."
"Warning: Contains a hero who’s Tall, Dark, and Possessive, and may melt your heart as well as your reading device. Handle with care and a bucket of ice water nearby. And maybe some tissues.
His hunger for power knows no bounds…until she binds his heart.
To keep an ill-fated bargain, witch Maeve MacKenna surrenders herself to the scheming Demon Lord Arawn. He’s dangerous, arrogant, ruthless, and dominant—everything she should despise in a male, especially after the torture by another demon left scars on her body and soul. She should tremble with terror in Arawn’s presence. So why does he make her shiver for entirely different reasons? And awaken parts of her body she believed numb after her assault?
Arawn gets what Arawn wants. But when the witch he’s been coveting—for the ancient magic bound inside her—walks into his lair, what should have been simple and straightforward becomes uncomfortably complicated as his interest in her…shifts. A dance of power and attraction begins amid a looming outside threat—because Maeve is not the only one with an age-old force stirring inside her, and the Demon Lord’s rivals are all-too eager to seize that kind of power…"
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