"Rene', what will you do if I kick his ass?" I jerked my head toward Tony. "Nothing, as long as you do not inflict permanent harm," Rene' smiled slightly. I got up to go after Tony, but Wlodek hauled me back. "We will not allow a brawl between our two youngest," he declared and settled me back in my seat. "Now, Anthony, where may we find your father and does he have other children?" Xenides is searching for Lissa and out for blood. Nothng less...

"This is all that's left?" Bill Jennings, Director of the Joint National Security Agency and Homeland Security Office glanced up at his assistant. Six names on a piece of official letterhead had been passed to the aging Director. Bill was two months away from retirement and the president and other high-ranking officials were already vetting candidates to fill his position. Bill shook his head at the list of children still living. Another piece of...

"My love, the child almost died." Lissa looked up in surprise at Roff's words. His wings rustled after he spoke-he normally didn't involve himself in the politics of Le-Ath Veronis. Not to this extent, anyway. "I know, honey. And now two other children are likely to die as a result. Yes, I know they did this, but I'm not convinced we have all the ones involved in the crime." Toff's life is in danger-someone from the Green Fae village wants him dead....

"It's our God given right to bear arms and hunt any animal." Congressman Jack Howard looked quite distinguished-from the threads of gray at the temples of his carefully cut hair to the designer jeans, cowboy shirt and snakeskin boots he wore. He smiled and blew smoke from the expensive Cuban cigar Obediah Tanner offered. He and Tanner stood inside Tanner's trophy room, which was elaborately decorated with various stuffed heads. In some cases,...

Cormac Flynn, a raven shapeshifter, is ancient, Celtic, and cursed. Arianne Leone, a mountain lion shapeshifter, owns an art gallery in Deep Ellum, a popular tourist attraction and haven for musicians for decades. Together, they are charged with guarding the one who bears the Hermit's Stone, an ancient artifact that has held worlds together-and kept them separate-for eons. Possession of the stone falls to Ari's friend and art student, nineteen-year-old...

"Dad! When did you get here?" Kevis looked up from his comp-vid-he was completing notes on a patient. He entered the last bit of information and stood to greet his father. "Kev, I have a patient I'd like to put in your clinic," Karzac said, walking in to sit beside his son's beautifully polished wood desk. Kevis, a physician for the past thirty years, ran a private clinic for patients with difficult mental problems. "Dad, surely not one of the Saa...

"Finder-Quin-when did you find your voice?" Sofi asked. "I have had it many years," I said with a sigh. "When it came, I was too afraid to speak." "You knew too much," Wolter nodded. "Too much," I agreed. Siriaa, already in its death throes, is further damaged by a ruthless politician and a rogue wizard. Quin needs powerful help to save it. Does such a power exist? If so, will it answer her call?

The Metal Library has relocated itself. Morgett Blackmantle, a powerful Ra'Ak, is seeking its new location. A scholar is hired to research potential hiding places for the library. When the scholar is killed for the information he holds, Kory, Lexsi and the scholar's son are drawn into the search for Morgett and his allies. These three, along with their friends, have to prevent Morgett from bringing death and chaos to Australia, while leaving the...

"I agree to pay Sergio Velenci one million pounds if the female takes less than nine days to fully turn." Lissa's life as a vampire begins on the day her husband is removed from life support. Turned by rogues who wager her life, Lissa is running from her maker who is determined to kill her, hunted by the Council who has branded her a rogue and blackmailed by werewolves, who utilize her newly-developed talents for their own gain.

Ilya The rest of us woke after a few days, when it became apparent we'd survived the drug. Even Corinne woke faster the first time. This time, three weeks had passed. I was grateful for the scans and other tests Dr. Farrell ran, indicating she was alive. Still, I was terrified for her. And for me. I spoke to her often and lately, I begged her to open her eyes. After surviving the drug a second time, Corinne's abilities are put to the test as...