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Killian's scars are all people see, but with his wretched past, he doesn't want them to look closer. He resigned himself long ago to living as an indentured slave to a powerful and capricious high mage-until a chance meeting with a temptress outside a brothel teaches him to want. If only he hadn't asked her price for the night.

I knows things have gone ecking south when the Sky sends its full army to hunt me down. Now, I'm stranded on an adorably violent little planet with only Jerrock to rely on—and he hates me. Jerrock. Sky assassin. The Quadrants’ most renowned killer. He wasn't always, though. I remember who he used to be before and I want him to remember, too, but he wants eck all to do with me. He thinks I'm just an addict, a fool, a reaver with no instincts for self preservation. He says that reavers like me can't be trusted. He says that assassins like him can’t love.

I'm ancient for a hockey player. Broody as they come. I wasn't always like that, I had love once, but it was ripped away in the blink of an eye. Now all I want in life is to play the game I love and to be left alone. Until I met the team's new photographer. I did my best to avoid her. She was too young for me. There was just something about her that called to me. I'm not sure I can let go of my past, even if it means a future I never thought possible.

The Westmoreland Legacy Books 1-3 has descriptive copy which is not yet available from the Publisher.

I was a forever-bachelor kind of guy. I never planned on settling down. I never wanted a family of my own. Until a phone call came, the one woman I'd secretly loved my entire life needed my help.

Brooke Eastham was beautiful, rich, and completely out of my league, but I was okay with that. I knew where I belonged and where my family ranked on the ladder of success. I wasn't looking to disrupt the order, but Cape Cod in the summer held an aura of magic, and every clear image and boundary was blurred by teenage inhibitions. When the fog cleared, we would step back into our rightful places until the magnetic vibrations in our hearts could no longer be ignored, and we would snap back together.

Two weeks ago, FBI agent Jess Bryant didn’t believe in angels, vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, or witches, but she’s quickly learning that the world has secrets even her psychic abilities didn’t see coming. When she’s assigned a peculiar murder case, Jess winds up caught in the crosshairs. Staring death in the face, she doesn’t predict being saved by a half-angel, but she quickly finds herself falling. She better hope he has wings.

You have to be pretty desperate to consult someone referred to as the "Drunken Psychic" for insight into your perennially single status. Because tonight, after trying to make heads or tails of the psychic's mysterious pronouncements about my love life, I arrive home to find a man on my couch.

David Woods can’t stand by with Jess in danger, especially since it’s his fault. After saving her life from the witch who’d captured her, David asks his best friend, the vampire king, to escort her home and protect her. He knows it’s what needs to be done to keep her safe. Too bad his heart doesn’t agree.

Skylar Hicks had nothing in common with the wealthy outsider of the town's founding family. Jumping back into the dating pool with anyone was the last thing she had time for, and certainly not with Baxter Moore after how awful things had gone when they first met. No matter how gorgeous he was. Or determined. After a devastating loss, Baxter's priorities shifted. He left the big city behind so he could reconnect with his extended family. Dating was the last thing on his mind . . . until Skylar's righteous fury made a big impression.

Jess Bryant never believed she was the one the prophecy spoke of, but when she used her psychic abilities to open a doorway to the Dimension of Light, she could no longer deny her fate. But her gift came with a hefty price tag—danger in the form of a vengeful angel hell-bent on destroying her.