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"My stepmother shattered me. My ex ruined me. One look at Tax and I knew he would kill me."

Love

Love. It's a name given to people that you care about. And it was a name given to a little girl that no one cared about. The irony is not lost on me. I've always been a bit separate. First in my family and then in my relationships. Maybe you have to understand the emotion to feel it. 

I've never understood how people will lie, cheat, steal, and murder for it. Why some people hand it over like pennies in their pockets. Or others hoard it like it's their only valuable possession. I don't do either. I'm convinced I don't have any love to give. Someone is going to have to breathe life into my damaged soul before I can ever even consider loving them.

Tax

I'm a shit storm just waiting to happen. Actually, scratch that, I usually don't wait for anything or anybody. The only things I give a fuck about are my boys--my band--and my little sister, Ally. 

I've gone from underground kid fighter I was to whatever the hell I am now--guardian, bandmate, neighbor to a fucking woman that messes with my head. I want to know her secrets, her pains, and everything dark inside of her and whether or not her darkness matches my own.

Nerys Newblood was convinced that there was nothing special about her and for most of her life, she was fine with that. She had her best friend and that was all she needed. But, when circumstance takes over and Nerys is given a spirit guide, she finds that being a daimon is not what the legends and old stories proclaim it to be. It's not heroic or glamorous. 

It's terrifying.

Pursued by a vengeful king and thrust into a journey to save her ailing spirit guide, Nerys must rely on several potentials to help her survive the king's wrath and her spirit guide's mysterious illness. When betrayal shatters the budding romance between Nerys and her protectors, someone must pay the price.

All I needed was a break. A sign. Something. 

Nearly getting run over was not the sign I was looking for, but it’s what I got. That and a group of guys who say they work for something called Iris. 

No, thank you.

I had enough to deal with, thank you very much. No brother. No dad. No sanity most of the time. I certainly didn’t need to be dealing with thieves and wild cats and guys that were way too good looking. That is…I didn’t need them until they were all I had left. Now I have to make a decision about my future and whether or not they’re going to be in it. 

      

What does it mean to be an Iris girl? 

Does it mean following instructions and respecting the authority of your team? Or does it mean taking risks? 

The latter – I’m finding – is something I’m good at. When the guys send me to Ms. Enders’ Etiquette Camp for Refined Young Ladies, I know that I need to master the game and play the part of the respectable socialite. We need to find the answer to this question: What is causing the girls to commit suicide? I knew there would be danger here, and if I don’t watch my back, I could find myself in a whole lot of trouble.

The Iris Boys crash landed into my life and changed everything in it. Now, I’m surrounded by four incredible men - five, if the last one will ever fully open up to me. Never in a million years did I think I’d fall in love. Much less with more than one man. But that’s what I did. I’m in love with the Iris Boys.

They are my confidantes. 

My friends. 

My closest allies.

If I thought things were going to get easier, I was sorely mistaken. I have to find Erika and keep her from making, quite possibly, the biggest mistake of her life. But ties of friendship mean nothing when you don’t want to be saved. Even if the bond between friends is broken, the bond between lovers is stronger… right? 

On Tartarus I was born…

Soaked in power and secrets—Tartarus is a city for rebels, exiles, and criminals. As a messenger, every shadow is my friend. I know all the secrets of this place. Or, at least, I thought I did. When my best friend, Kida, goes missing, I don’t waste any time assuming her identity to draw her or whoever took her, out of hiding.

On Tartarus I will die…

As I search for Kida’s whereabouts, Tartarus’ most dangerous gang—The Tanks—are slowly rising out of the chromework, growing more and more powerful. Every instinct in my body is screaming for me to run, to save myself, but I can’t—not without Kida. If I have to set the city ablaze just to get her attention, I will. And if the fire doesn’t kill me, the secrets I uncover just might.

***THIS COPY CONTAINS BOOK 1 AND 1.5 OF THE SKY CITIES SERIES***
***THIS IS A REVERSE HAREM TITLE***

Warm up from that kiss of winter snow with seventeen steamy contemporary romance stories--reverse harem style. From international, USA Today, Amazon bestselling and debut authors alike, this collection features seventeen tales of love in winter.

And what could possibly keep a woman warm better than a heated holiday romance with the perfect guy? How about three or more perfect men in each story: from billionaires to snowboarders, rockstars, cowboys, and more. That's right--each story has at least three male love interests and our heroine...she doesn't have to choose.

She gets them all.

It’s been months since that night in the library. I still can’t believe that Dex, Darren, Cody, and Taylor are mine. I’m dating and having sex with not one hot guy, not even two, but four of them! FOUR hot, sexy, athletes. My life is suddenly consumed with them and the possibility that I could end up in Washington DC for an internship.

My life has become nearly perfect, except… I can’t help but feel like something is off. Cody has been acting distant lately and Darren’s hiding secrets of his own. Dex still hasn’t let me meet his family. It seems the only one acting normal is Taylor. I love these men and I want them in my life. I just don’t know what I have to do to show them what they mean to me. 

***This is a Reverse Harem Novella***
***This title contains sexual situations***