Trick Or TREAT For Me??

There is something magical about Halloween…

Jerry Finney is a no-nonsense detective who believes in facts and hard evidence. But all of Finn’s beliefs are challenged when he gets thrown into a ghostly mystery on Halloween night with the sexy psychic whose office is down the hall from his. A self-proclaimed psychic and white witch, Zia is surprised to find herself attracted to the boring uptight private eye next door. When their offices are ransacked, the unlikely pair must team up in order to catch the paranormal perpetrator.
As Finn and Zia share one spooky and sexy night complete with a stakeout, a dead body, a zombie, black lace undies, and some chocolate cupcakes, everything they believe is tested. Will this mismatched pair be able to ‘see’ beyond their differences to solve the ghostly murder and make a spiritual connection? If Finn and Zia can open up to one another, risking their hearts in the process, they just might find love is the greatest treat of all.

Scary just got sexy… in this fun enemies to lovers Halloween mystery.

Aliens are among us. Austin, Texas just got a whole lot weirder.

When down-on-his-luck bounty hunter Anderson Gunn snags his next job, he’s just happy to get the gig.

The target he’s chasing may be wanted for murder, but his debts won’t pay themselves.

He should’ve been more selective. When Gunn finds his mark, the wanted man turns out to be no man at all. Gunn faces off against a tentacled creature out of Ridley Scott’s worst nightmare — a mind-reading offworlder wearing his skip’s skin like a onesie.

And that’s just the first day.

Gunn’s world turns upside down as he gets swept up in the hunt for an escaped alien convict.

Amidst the chaos, an otherworldly puppeteer pulls hidden strings, implicating a shadowy organization with designs on Earth that are as cryptic as they are deadly.

Some predictions are meant to be defied

What if your darkest fortune became your greatest opportunity?

When a carnival fortune teller predicts disaster for Cassie Brewer, she laughs it off as mere entertainment. But when her carefully built life begins to crumble and her beloved grandmother suddenly passes away, those ominous words haunt her return to Mountain Green — the small town she once left behind.

Inheriting her grandmother’s Victorian mansion reveals unexpected treasures and untold stories that challenge everything Cassie thought she knew about family legacy and personal destiny.

Enter Van Wadsworth — her irritatingly handsome neighbor with power tools, a mysterious past, and insights that shake Cassie’s certainty about what she truly wants. As powerful outside forces threaten the future of Mountain Green itself, Cassie must decide: Will she surrender to fate’s design or dare to create something entirely new?

Readers 18+

In the shadowy depths of 1622 England, where whispers of witchcraft mingle with forbidden desires, Candace Blanchard finds herself poised at the edge of a transformative awakening. Born with an extraordinary beauty cursed by magic, her coming of age spirals into a world steeped in depravity and sadism, a realm where innocence is swiftly lost.

As dark prophecies unfurl, entwined with the Revelation of biblical eschatology, Candace navigates a society fraught with hidden truths and corruption, discovering the intoxicating allure of power and the consequences of insatiable desire.

“Darkstocking” invites readers into a spellbinding tale of transformation and the indulgence of lust and power, where beauty becomes both a blessing and a curse, and the line between right and wrong blurs in a world of demons and the occult.

Readers 18+

How would your life change…
if you could read another’s thoughts?
If you were the one…
to break the biological code?

There’s been a breakthrough on the campus of Caltech. A discovery. An invention. One so startling and surprisingly sinister that the inventor can’t tell a soul. Destined to delight everyone in your book club, Stolen Thoughts is a clever thriller you will quickly finish and never forget.

Precariously poised at the center of the action is Victoria Pixler, a bioengineering student with a tragic past, a passionate quest, and a brilliant mind. After a decade of dedication, Vicky finally struck gold only to have her dream shattered and her career terminated — by the least likely suspect.

Propelling the thrills from the middle of the mystery is one of humanity’s great questions: Would the power to read minds be a blessing, or a curse?

She inhales life with every breath. He’s suffered a world of pain. Can they rise above tragedy to find their happily ever after?

Maree Davenport refuses to let a tearful past rule her future. After losing her parents at the age of five, the big-hearted fabric designer is determined to embrace her feelings and find happiness no matter what. So when she literally runs over a handsome new firefighter in the produce section, the hopeless romantic is certain she’s just collided with destiny.

Everyone Rhys Larsen ever loved has died. And though he may have hit it off with the pretty girl at the store, the haunted EMT knows better than to let her into his heart. But when an accident leaves her wounded and in need of care, he vows to nurse her back to health.

As Maree struggles to break through the grieving man’s walls, she fears his deep-seated superhero complex will make him unreachable. And as Rhys grapples with trying to protect the beautiful woman from his curse, he worries he’ll have to choose between doing the right thing and true love.

Can this conflicted couple reconcile their opposite takes on adversity and find purpose in each other’s arms?

It’s August 1990 as cousins Ruby and Adeline decide to ditch the relentless Manchester drizzle and search for some well deserved sun, sea and souvlaki. Greece is the word on everyone’s lips as young revellers descend on the new party resort of Laganas in their droves. With only flights available at the travel agent, independent backpacker Ruby reassures her more conventional ‘package holiday’ cousin that they will be able to find accommodation on arrival. However, Ruby’s free spirited arrangement doesn’t go according to plan as they arrive at 4 am just as the airport is closing. Their only option is to wait on the beach until sunrise.
When word spreads round the islanders that two tourist girls have endangered their revered ‘Chelona turtles,’ revenge and retribution between two island men resurface.
Unbeknown to the girls, as they arrive in the party capital, Greek eyes are watching their every move. Some to harm, others to protect.
Will an innocent holiday adventure cause each girl to reevaluate their current lifestyles?
Will the female tourists and islanders be safe at last from an unsuspecting male?
There’s definitely something about Zante!

The Atchafalaya Basin is a home to giants.

Alligators, boars and other strange things that an unwary traveler may fall prey to when traversing the swamp alone. Such foul creatures stalk the waterways and pockets of dry land, shrouded by ancient trees that survive amongst the muck, that only a fool would travel through such a place on foot. Let alone late at night.

The sucking sound of mud on boots added to the deluge of noises in the twilight of the swamp. A narrow path made its way through the swamp, but the man from Salem, Massachusetts, was unbothered by the noises or the fading light of the sun in the west. What nocturnal creatures fed here, or during the day, didn’t seem to bother him. Even the mosquitoes stayed out of his way.

The most dangerous creatures in this swamp were likely men after all. Thieves. Bank robbers. Murderers. From both west and east of Louisiana, it mattered not where they came from. There was a long list of outlaws who would seek refuge in such a place, braving the alligators rather than face the long arm of the law.

But the man from Salem was no law man. He was tall and well built, handsome even, despite the black beard and wavy black hair, with a lean waist and scars on his well muscled arms and hands. His piercing grey-blue eyes stared into the darkness, shrouded by the brim of his black stetson. How old he was was anyone’s guess. Thirty? Forty? Fifty? There were touches of grey in his beard and hair, but his face seemed to be grizzled more by the mileage he had traveled rather than by the years he had lived.

One might have mistaken him for a law man, perhaps, but just as likely they might think he was an outlaw too. An outlaw down on his luck as he had no horse, but carried over his left shoulder a dark brown saddle speckled with dried blood. He could be a Confederate soldier too, or a deserter, judging by the twin LeMat revolvers snug in their holsters of his well worn gun belt, but he bore no other markings of such a man.