Layla Fae

Police sirens ring louder while blood drips from my hands. I must hide, but it's Christmas Eve, and all houses shine with colorful lights. All but one.

"Marry me, and I'll let your father live." Princess Caliane is convinced she'll die. Her castle's gates are torn open, her father, the king, bound and gagged on his throne, and in his throne room stands the tyrant.

I'm trapped in a world of magic and monsters, ruled by laws I don't understand, inhabited by creatures older and far more vicious than me. If I want to get anywhere, I must tame my newfound power and find allies, but in the war-ravaged Slawa, no one trusts anyone.

My neighbor believes in Christmas magic. That's because someone takes out her trash, does her dishes and laundry, clears snow from her driveway, and puts up Christmas decorations in her house. She has no idea it's me, her stalker neighbor who watches her every move.

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, quiet, and a female to satisfy the wild urges of my orc body so they don't distract me from my...

Every living thing is repelled by my corpse-like body...but not my wife. 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 the harbingers of death...

I am broken. A piece of my soul burned away, leaving me hollow and unfeeling. I wander the caverns of Nawie, the only place that's not entirely unsafe.

Harlow can't live with herself after the traumatic events of a fateful Halloween night two years ago. Half-broken then, she's shattered now. The only way forward is to go back to the abandoned house where it all happened and pay the ultimate price for her sins.

Jaga ist eine junge Hexe, die von ihrem Dorf geächtet wird. Isoliert und verachtet, ändert sich Jagas Leben während der Sommersonnenwende dramatisch, als sie in den heiligen Kreis der Götter gezogen wird und Woland, dem Teufel, begegnet.

Lucy nunca imaginó que vender su cuerpo al templo para salvar a su familia del hambre la llevaría a los brazos de Aldrig: un rey salvaje, un gigante del hielo cuya presencia lo domina todo. Su mirada la quema. Su voz la hiela. Y su deseo… amenaza con consumirla por completo.

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 then leave to be with another. I would much rather pursue a union the human way: find a partner...

The night of summer solstice, I do something stupid. Drawn to the fire of magic, I approach the gods in their sacred circle. I am just a mortal, one of many. I shouldn't merit their attention.