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After an intimate night with Kinn, Porsche finds himself torn. He never anticipated that becoming the mafia heir's bodyguard would lead to being dosed with an aphrodisiac and relying on his employer for help. Even more confusing is that part of him enjoyed it. Hurt and bewildered, Porsche wants nothing more than to avoid Kinn, but Kinn seems oblivious to his feelings. To make matters worse, Porsche is now being pursued by hired thugs with orders to capture him alive. What could they possibly want with a bodyguard like him?

When Roxilana hears a voice inside her head, she believes she's gone mad. This voice, Memnon, claims he is her god-touched soul mate, one who has the ability to wield magic. Not only that, but he believes Roxilana possesses magic too. Wild though his claims are, Roxilana realizes Memnon speaks the truth. First, her power Awakens. Then, Memnon, King of the Sarmatians, shows up at her door in Rome, proclaims her as his wife, and takes her to his homeland.

Ever since the tragic death of his parents, Porsche's life has been a balancing act between attending college and bartending to support his younger brother and pay off his deadbeat uncle's gambling debt. When he witnesses a gang of thugs attacking a handsome young man in the alley behind his bar, he's reluctant to intervene--until he's offered fifty thousand baht to help the stranger escape. The stranger is known as Kinn, the second son of a notorious crime family.

Mule Tide Cheer is a short story, including two side characters from the Top Shelf Romances Series. It can be listened to as a standalone, and while technically a romantic comedy, this MMF story has little to no plot, to appease the author's listeners who have been asking for a fun, spicy holiday story.

Shadows so Cruel is a full-length dark fantasy romance novel, and book two in the Court of Ravens duet. The two-part story features two morally gray raven shifters, a young woman at the mercy of their shadows, and a HEA.

Perched between branches and shadows, we watch, we scheme, fighting for a kingdom forgotten and forlorn. Until we rip her away with our claws, our prisoner, our pawn, our plaything. She’s innocent and pure, fragile and helpless…but oh so guilty by blood. She calls us beasts, wicked and evil, vicious and cruel. We are all that and worse. One of us offers her shelter beneath his wings, whispering promises of pleasure, seeking redemption. The other longs to shatter her into a million pieces, whispering promises of pain, seeking revenge.