No one touches my bride. No one but me.I am the last basilisk on Alia Terra. As I roam my lands, loneliness muddles my mind and pumps violence into my veins until I don’t recognize myself. Soon I’ll b…
I made a drunken bet. The Yule was nigh, and Yule’s the time when Frost men drink mulled wine and dare each other to stupid stunts. My brother bet I’d be too scared to send a blood sample to the Templ…
My tiny new wife is a force of chaos bent on turning my life upside down.I am a researcher. I read books, conduct experiments, and live quietly on the fringes of the orc town. All I want is peace, qui…
She is tiny, frightened, and all mine. I won’t let her get away. As king of the ice giants, I must have heirs. But our customs do not satisfy me. I do not want a giantess who will bear me a child and t…
Liches are almost gone, only a handful of us left. I must marry to keep my race from extinction, yet how? No living female will ever stoop so low as to marry a lich. People fear us. They say we are th…
When Ophelia seeks the services of the Prime Mating Agency to find her soulmate, she’s floored to learn that her perfect match is Gaelec, an intimidating, feli…
When Ciara attends the Intergalactic Medicine Symposium, the last thing she expects is to run into Kayog, an infallible empathic matchmaker, who declares he knows who…
Note to self: never cast a spell you find on the internet. Most people cry when they’re left at the altar. Me? I cast a spell to find the perfect man. But when a very bare and uh…impressive…incubus app…
