Susan is 58-years-old and bored with life. Middle age is a daily drudge of sagging body parts and aches and pains. Her fervent prayer that she could somehow recapture her youth comes true one night during a chance encounter with a child-like vampire. As soon as the other women in her family see the transformation they waste no time in sticking their necks out, hoping Susan will share this new-found fountain of youth. Suddenly, this newly born group of hot-bodied vamps find themselves thrust into a world controlled by an ancient order of vampires. A world with rules, all of which the ladies...
Susan is 58-years-old and bored with life. Middle age is a daily drudge of sagging body parts and aches and pains. Her fervent prayer that she could s...
Susan's sister is in one hell of a mess (literally); confined to servitude with the demon, Rafael. When Rafael gifts JoAnn with an Earth-to-Abyss cellphone so she can communicate with her sister, Susan soon finds out that JoAnn has gone from servitude to concubine, and no longer wishes to come home. JoAnn really loves her new Hell phone. Problem is, the frequent calls home--time really moves like Hell in the Abyss--are putting a large dent and Susan and Marcus's bedroom time. In their attempt to retrieve JoAnn, THE GRATEFUL UNDEAD team ultimately find themselves knee-deep in vamp critters,...
Susan's sister is in one hell of a mess (literally); confined to servitude with the demon, Rafael. When Rafael gifts JoAnn with an Earth-to-Abyss cell...
Wandermere is anything but your typical fairy forest kingdom. You won't find any dainty, innocent, classical fairies sitting on toadstools petting baby bunnies. Instead, you'll stumble upon mouthy teen fairies wearing designer knockoffs and texting on their smart phones. It wasn't always like this, and the adults claim the reasons behind the change is to help them better deal with trips to the human world, but Dekram begins having doubts about what is real and who has been lying.
Wandermere is anything but your typical fairy forest kingdom. You won't find any dainty, innocent, classical fairies sitting on toadstools petting bab...
Toni's grandmother is a psychopath. Her sister is a ghost. Her boyfriend is possessed. And she has no idea who she is. Summer vacation is ruined when Toni's twin sister, Sara, inadvertently, but unmistakably, slices her own throat with a steak knife in the middle of their staged double date. Unbeknownst to Toni, instead of walking into the light, Sara stomps off in the opposite direction; totally pissed she didn't die in her skinny jeans. That's when Sara finds out their grandmother has a gift for talking to dead people. Dear old Granny's determined not to be the last necromancer in the...
Toni's grandmother is a psychopath. Her sister is a ghost. Her boyfriend is possessed. And she has no idea who she is. Summer vacation is ruined when ...
In the small town of Reed City, Michigan there are secrets well-kept like any other small city in rural America. But in the community surrounding the town common a dark secret begins to bleed from basements and attics onto the streets. One murder after the other takes place, and soon it becomes clear someone is trying to break the wicked circle of miss doings that have carried on from generation to generation in the heart this city.
In the small town of Reed City, Michigan there are secrets well-kept like any other small city in rural America. But in the community surrounding the ...
They were outcasts... The doppelganger: a myth, a night fright, as singular as an individual's nightmare-a demon's blunder in search of a love that can never be. The wendigo: a half-breed, an abomination that hides from his own race. They won't let him forget what he did, he can't fight who he is, and desire is only a need that ends in disaster. ...until they met. Can two very different creatures find love in a world where hope leads to disappointment, and relationships end in death? They'll have to fight all that is Down Under to find out."
They were outcasts... The doppelganger: a myth, a night fright, as singular as an individual's nightmare-a demon's blunder in search of a love that ca...