Richard Amos

How much drama can one fae take? Answer: Can I get off this ride now, pretty please? I thought trying to survive in a zombie-infested world was dramatic enough. However, after the darker turn everything has taken recently, that all seems like a walk in the park now. And don't even mention the...

There's no rest for the, erm… Well, for me. Or for Tae Frost. The world is spinning into chaos, calling out for a hero. Can I rise to the challenge, or am I doomed to linger in this darkness? I have to hold on to hope. I have to be strong. For Tae. For Fizz. For the whole of my heart. Night...

As soon as the universe offers you something good, it really likes to throw you a curveball. You know, for balance. Man, when were things going to calm down? Ha! Wishful thinking at its finest. After one of our many enemies makes a life-shattering move against us, Tae and I are running for our...

Secrets are like hot coals—you can't hold onto them for long. And my biggest secret just burned right through my hands. Damn. Things have really turned sour. I'd been looking for answers, but then along came the biggest plot twist of my life, with me as the star. Core-shaking stuff, details I...

Life really is a funny thing. Can someone tell me when to laugh? After finally finding some company and shelter—along with a hot werewolf alpha—in this zombie-filled world, things have taken another dramatic turn. Rug officially yanked from underfoot. Ugh. What now? How do I carry on with...

The nights are loaded with troubles. I guess the days are, too… There's so much danger out there. Coming for me, coming for the world. Demons and darkness and craziness everywhere. Plus, the mysteries keep on piling up. So many of them! Not good for my already overloaded mind. Ah, well. It'll...

I used to be a morning person. The zombie apocalypse put a stop to that. For the past two years, a virus aptly named Dawn has risen every day at first light to kill any human it touches, turning them into ravenous zombies. There's no cure, no form of resistance against it, nothing to turn things...

They say warlocks are lesser beings. I'm about to prove them wrong. The streets have been my home for as long as I can remember. To get by, I use my magic tricks, bringing smiles to the faces of adults and children alike. As a warlock, my powers are limited. Nothing like a witch's magical skills...

Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, the crap really hits the fan. Now what? How do you clear up a mess as big as this? Is there any coming back from absolute chaos? I have to believe in hope. I have to believe in my love for Death, for a future beyond this pain and drama. But why...

Things have taken a seriously nasty turn. Can someone please let me off this rollercoaster? Everywhere I look, there's drama and danger ready to pounce from the shadows. Nowhere feels safe, and trust seems to be a rare commodity. Damn. Just damn. But the twisted forces bringing all this chaos to...

Follow my heart and make a mess . . . That's putting it mildly. My life has really taken a complicated turn here in Oakthorne. I keep hoping some fairy godmother will show up and offer to turn back time for me. Not too much, just enough to ease this pain. Yeah. Right. As much as there's hurt...

Death is supposed to be the end. Not in my world. The dead never move on, not since Death walked off the job and disappeared. As a necromancer, it's my job to police the spirits while they remain stuck and, well, problematic a lot of the time. Death really needs to take his head out of his...