Sir Torin Cadwell, Knight-Captain of the Watch and the tyrant king’s illegitimate son, has spent his life torn between loyalty to his father and the pull of destiny. For generations, his bloodline has been cursed by a bitter feud with Kyhrax, the Flame of Zarag-Gul - the most feared dragon in Westskyr. The city of Dun Morlaig survives only because of the Breath - a magical barrier fueled by the crystallized heart of Astreya, the Great Mother dragon. Once a benevolent guardian, Astreya was slain by Torin’s ancestor, leaving Kyhrax consumed by grief and burning for revenge.

For four centuries, the Order of the King’s Cross has worked in the shadows to protect Promethean society. Known only to the King and his closest advisors, the agents of the Order carry out their monarch’s will throughout the Federated Planets and their neighboring star nations, cleaning up messes, investigating heinous crimes, and most often, eliminating threats. Heather Kilgore is one of the deadliest agents the Order has ever trained. Young, focused, and coldly efficient, the King sends her in when all else has failed.

Harry Potter meets Game of Thrones - but with more sex and humour!!! This is a collection of eight short ish stories that combine together to tell one long story. Oliver accidentally kills a man, meets a red-eyed witch, and then is whisked off to a magical place where he is supposed to learn how to be a wizard. Naturally, everything goes wrong. He ends up killing a whole bunch of… things. Ends up actually owning a whole bunch of girls… and then, really discovers who he is, and why the dead are haunting his dreams, and why the living are trying to kill him.

This is like an adult version of "The Boys" mixed with Brandon Sanderson's Reckoners. It does contain a harem and some truly despicable characters that do unimaginable things. Don't read if you're easily offended. The world changed in 2015. Earth was struck by hundreds of thousands of little meteorites. Billions died worldwide. Shortly after, a disease spread across the planet, killing almost everyone above the age of eighteen. And the final ingredient for the perfect storm of chaos - inside the meteorites were small blue crystals that gave a small portion of the surviving youngsters super ...

WARNING!!! if you've read my books before, you know what they're about. If you haven't, please know that they are intended for a mature audience and contain harems. Tom lives a pretty ordinary life. Except, he keeps seeing things. Things that other people can't see. Like werewolves and demons. By chance, he happens to stumble upon a mysterious redhaired woman who knows a thing or two about these mysterious beings. According to her, he has angel blood in him. She sends him off to Angel Academy, where he must train and then pass a test before he can be anointed a Descendant. Naturally, Tom is...

Exiled from his family of traders in mystical goods and services on his 23rd birthday, the merchant magician must make his way in the world: meeting mermaids in San Francisco, Midwestern leprechauns, Icelandic dwarves and the girl of his dreams, who happens to be a cultist devoted to the rise of the great old ones who will consume the world in ash and fire when they awaken.

The Baron pulled his sword out of its scabbard. “You’re going to die, Matthew. In a random village in a world you do not belong. You will die never knowing who you are or where you came from. I will take your women and feed your corpse to my wolf.” Matthew is thrown out of an airplane above a forest with no memory of who he is or where he came from. As he tries to figure out what is going on, he quickly realises things are horribly wrong. There are monsters lurking about in the forest. There are women who want to enslave him. There is a Baron who wants to kill him and take his wife ...

The life of a dwarven prospector is one of shame, loneliness, and a constant battle for survival. Striking it rich is the only way for Naen to keep his bones from bleaching in the sun without heritage or memory. When riches finally fall into his hands, he encounters a group of indentured servants fleeing from a vengeful master.

Brian Fieldings just buried his dad and lost the only job he's ever had. Waking up in an unfamiliar, pitch-black room the next morning feels a lot like the rotten cherry on a particularly awful sundae. Especially given the inhuman howling coming from the other side of the door. He's only been conscious for a minute or so, but Brian already has questions. Where is he and how did he get here? What is making those terrible noises? And why does the room he's in have an altar?

It is 1793 and the French Revolution is in full swing. Vampires—usually rich and aristocratic—have slaked the guillotine’s thirst in large numbers. The mysterious Scarlet Pimpernel, a disguised British noble, and his League are heroically rescuing dozens of aristocrats from execution, both human and vampire. And soon they will have an ace up their sleeve: Eleanor Dalton.