Halloween is supposed to be a time of celebration and delight, tricks and sweet treats.

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If you're a college student like me, that includes hitting up the legendary costume party my best friend, Blaine, throws every year at his family's mansion.

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And my senior year is shaping up to be the best year of all because I've finally caught the attention of my hot roommate and crush, Kellen Williams. He is everything I desire, and all I need is for this night with him to go perfectly.

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I guess that makes me naive.

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After all, according to some ancient traditions, Halloween is a time when the line between the living and the dead becomes thin. Where spirits and sinners are free to walk the earth, wreaking havoc and seeking vengeance, and dressing in masks will shield you from their evil.

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Too bad I never liked masks, and no costume can protect me from the supposed sins of my past or the evil of those who have set out to enact revenge against me.

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Mask of Sin was previously published in Phobia: A Dark Romance Anthology. It is a short story of approximately 36,000 words and, other than a few very minor extra details or word changes here and there, this version is the same as what was available in the anthology.

Mask of Sin is a dark romance story and contains content that some readers may be uncomfortable with. A list of triggers is available in the front of the book as well as on my website.

What happens when two souls meant to live their life together are separated at birth? Would fate find a way to reunite them, where they fall in love without knowing their lineage? 

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Could fate be that cruel? This is the question posed at the start of a story so complicated no one could predict how these men would find their way back to one another. 

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This is the story of Noah James and Ashton Brooks. Noah was born as a twin, with his brother Liam, leading an everyday life with wealthy and loving parents.

Ashton was raised by a single mom. Even though Noah and Ashton always knew love, their lives were in complete contrast until they met and shared a chemistry that transcended time and understanding. 

I'm a thug. I've done bad things. And I'm straight… So why can't I get the sexy Aussie vet out of my head?

When I showed up on my brother's doorstep three years ago, I'd hit rock bottom. Broke and homeless, with a miles-long trail of destruction in my wake.

Those days are behind me. I'm rebuilding my life. Staying focused. Disciplined. Busy. If I'm not working to pay back my debts, I'm helping out at my brother's animal shelter. Whatever it takes to keep my impulses under control.

And then I meet Locky, the new Aussie vet. His husband cheated, kicked him out, and is threatening to turn their divorce nuclear.

My newfound control snaps. I have to help, even if the smart thing to do would be to stay away.

I definitely shouldn't give Locky a place to stay.
Or offer to be his wingman…with benefits.
Or get involved in his messy divorce.

Too late.

I may be straight, but Locky's triggered every possessive instinct I have. And that's what makes this situation dangerous. Because I do very bad things to protect the people I care about.

I've worked hard to start over, so why has Locky got me feeling I'd be willing to blow it all up for him?

Got Me Feeling is book 8 in the Vet Shop Boys series and can be read as a stand-alone. Expect plenty of humor, found family, bi-awakening, forced proximity, a possessive thug who's hiding a kitty-cute secret, and a heartwarming happily ever after!

Carter Maxwell knows he’s a screwup. Four teams in three seasons tells the story, as much as he wishes it didn’t.

But finally, he’s landed in a good place, where he likes the team and the team actually likes him. Even the Condors' current rebuilding mode suits him. There’s a new owner. New coach. New players. New rules.

But one rule hasn’t changed: don’t seduce your agent-appointed c*ckblocker.

Ian Parker agrees to live with Carter and keep him on the straight and narrow for one simple reason: Alec, the agent in charge of cleaning up Carter’s reputation, has promised him something Ian wants very, very badly.

Even more badly than Carter naked above him and below him and next to him.

A chance for Ian to become an agent.

But Ian didn’t take into account just how persuasive Carter is—or just how desperately he desires to be persuaded. Or how, while spending time with Carter, they’ll somehow stumble into a fake relationship that begins to feel all too real.

It doesn’t matter that Carter’s never fallen in love or that he’s never been in a real relationship. It doesn’t matter that Ian’s risking his future as an agent.

He’s determined to score the impossible and reform the bad boy—only after encouraging Carter to misbehave one last time. But this time, only with him.

TUCKER: I've hated spoiled, cocky Patrick Whitt since the first time I saw him at football camp when we were kids.

Once we made it to the NFL, of course, he landed on the LA Royals, the biggest rivals of my team, the Denver Rush. Everything about him rubs me the wrong way...until one unexpected night, we happen to rub each other the right way, and suddenly I can't get enough of him.

And Patrick can't get enough of me either.

I'm his secret, and he's mine, stealing moments together where he comes undone for me.

There's more to Patrick than I thought, and now one thing is clear to me.

Despite all of the obstacles in our way, Patrick Whitt is mine.

Whitt: I don't know what it is about Malik Tucker that gets under my skin, but he irritates the hell out of me. Maybe it's that he was drafted instead of me to my dream NFL team, the Denver Rush. Or maybe it's that he's a force to be reckoned with on the field and adored by fans and his family off the field. He seems to be living the perfect life while I live the perfect lie.

And then we have a chance encounter that changes everything.

We keep it professional on the field, but off the field, there's all kinds of illegal contact happening between us. Every time we're together, I'm drawn in deeper, intoxicated by the way Malik makes me feel, the things we do to each other in the bedroom.

At some point, we're going to have to let go, but I'm not sure I'll be able to.

How in the world does a grumpy rancher end up falling for a rich dilettante?

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Richard Dunning has it all: private school education, an exquisite designer wardrobe, a last name that ensures he’s invited to all the best parties, and a skincare regimen that’s to die for.

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The only thing he doesn’t have is… well, a job. Or a home. Or money in the bank. Not since his dad cut him off.

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So when his best frenemy approaches him with a bet—spend a month working as a cowhand on some godforsaken Wyoming ranch in exchange for his dream job—he’s a little too proud and a lot too desperate to say no.

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But from the moment Richard and his rhinestone cowboy hat show up at the Silver Fork Ranch, nothing is as expected.

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Not the beautiful vistas, not the terrifying horses, not the friendly people, not the epic quantities of cow manure, and definitely not Boone Hammond, the rugged rancher whose eyes are a little too intense, whose expectations are a little too high, and whose kisses are… a lot too tempting.

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But when his month on the ranch comes to a close, Richard must choose: return to the safe, luxurious life he thought he wanted… or risk everything for the love he’s been IN SEARCH OF all along.

He hates that he wants me.

Stone

Just the sight of Nico ‘Stix’ Jamieson makes me want to hurt something. Between his stupid smiles on that annoyingly handsome face and the constant drumming of anything that makes a sound with those drumsticks of his, I want to throttle him. No one is that happy. I don’t trust it. Even when my hate for him is clear, he throws it back in my face with a smile and wave. And how he loves to push my buttons when he’s feeling especially obnoxious. If I hate him, then why am I obsessed with him?

Stix

Damien ‘Stone’ Sloan hates me. I have no idea what I did to the guy. Despite being gorgeous, he scares me a little. He’s bigger than me, and I have doubts he even knows how to smile. I have to put on a brave face and show how much he doesn’t affect me. Fine, I like to tease him a little too much. I probably have some death wish. But underneath all those growls and scowls is fear and pain. You can see it when his walls come down, even if it’s for a second. Everything in me wants to peek over those walls and see what’s really behind them. I’m invested now. Who are you, Stone?

MM Urban, Found Family, New Adult, Enemies to Lovers, Bi-Awakening, Demisexual Romance.

CW: Mentions of abuse of a child, homophobia, prostitution, drug use, explicit language, violence, and sex.

Last year, days after Rocktoberfest, the band Damaged Saints were onstage when a pyro accident burned their drummer and seriously injured their singer when he was hit with flying bits of burning shrapnel resulting in damage to his voice that has left him unable to continue on as the band’s singer.

He's their new manager though, and thanks to a friend from another band, they’ve got a lead on a new singer. Jagger is smokin’ hot, charismatic as hell, and so far as they’ve been able to tell, has very little in the way of inhibitions, which makes him the perfect fit for their rather snarky, salacious crew. There is just one problem: Jagger has only ever sung with cover bands and never on a large scale or even at a venue larger than a small-town waterfront festival. He’s used to having less than four feet to move around in, which doesn’t translate well when you’ve got a whole big stage to fill. With less than a month to see if he’s got some hidden moves they can draw out of him, they’re looking to use any means at their disposal and maybe even discover if Jagger is the perfect fit for them off the stage too.

Kellen

The entire world is convinced that something is going on between my best friend and I.

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Okay, maybe not the entire world— but a good chunk of our fans think we're secretly together.

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But ever since our band, Fool's Errand, blew up three years ago, people have mistaken our close friendship for romance.

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And, okay— maybe before then too, but we're just the best friends ever.

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Everyone is sure that we're hiding or in denial, but we've been close since we were young, and it's not our fault other people don't understand affection.

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We might show it differently than other friends—

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but that's all we are—

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Friends.

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Until an awkward interview changes things between us.

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And denying that Oliver isn't the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen gets harder than—

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Well, you get the picture.

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Though we try to avoid it, fate has other plans when we end up stuck together with no escape.

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Oliver is terrified that whatever we're doing will ruin our friendship.

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I'm sure that it would never be the same regardless.

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How can I convince my overthinking best friend that change can be good?

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Especially when I'll do anything for him, even if that means pretending that everything is fine when it soclearly isn't.

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I was under the impression that shippers are stupid.

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But, I'm beginning to think all those people were onto something

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And maybe...

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We're the fools after all...

I'm not one for rules, but Don't Bang Your Stepbro is kind of a no-brainer.

Until I wake up naked in a Vegas hotel bed with my stepbrother, Beckett, each of us with a hell of a hangover and a matching wedding ring.

We've already made a huge mistake, so what's the point in denying what's been simmering between us for ages?

Might as well enjoy the honeymoon, right?

But what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Or at least, it's supposed to.

With a hometown of family and friends who see us as brothers, not lovers, we have to find a way back to who we were before this snafu. But some boundaries can't be uncrossed.

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You don’t bang your stepbro, but maybe…maybe when he’s your husband…you do.

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Don't Bang Your Stepbro is Book 3 of the Rules We Break series about a group of friends in a quirky small town. There will be gossip, innuendo, and nosy neighbors who will put these stepbros and their secrets to the test!

Perfect Shores Funeral Parlour: Where we bury the bodies and reap the SOULS!

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Mal

Perfect Shores Funeral Parlour, the family business; we bury the bodies and reap the souls, it’s what we do.

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“Be nice to the humans, Mal.” My father insists. “Humans are our business.”

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I don’t do humans. I don’t like humans. They’re tedious, but I'm cold and unfeeling. They mean nothing to me.

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But then he walks in; sad eyes, sallow skin, a man grieving for his lost love. It’s all I can do not to hide him away and take care of him.

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This wasn’t supposed to happen. He wasn’t supposed to happen; now I don’t know how to handle these feelings.

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Doesn’t he know I’m a demon, not a lover?

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Jason

“It’s time to move on, Jase.”

Kristine’s words ring in my ears as I enter Perfect Shores Funeral Parlour, but that isn’t what I have in mind.

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You see, I’ve heard of a man that can bring him back from the dead and I’ll do anything to hold him in my arms again. Kieran was my world until his ended.

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But then there he is. Tall, dark and brooding, but he’s not the one I’m here to see. He’s not the one that can bring Kieran back to me.

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Something about him, though. I can’t explain how he brings a long-forgotten smile to my face, how my stone-cold heart beats a little faster.

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This wasn’t supposed to happen. He wasn’t supposed to happen.

But he’s a demon, not my dead lover.

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The Demon Undertaker is part of the Possessive Love series featuring a demon and a human.

An MM standalone featuring a demon with no clue, a human with no clue, an annoying brother and a cute hellhound! Plenty of steam abounds!

TW - mentions the death of a loved one.