All three books in the Latter Day Demons series as a boxed set.

Lexsi: Tears of flame dripped down my cheeks�tears for Kory and for me. The fire net burned my hands whenever I touched it, but I couldn't let it harm him any more than it already had. Kory's wings, with burn-holes between ribs, beat to help me get the net off him. Kory screamed as the net sunk farther into sections of his back�it was designed to burn flesh until it had completely passed through its victim. I shook my hands to rid myself of the wad of net I held and reached for the part that was burning Kory so badly. Lexsi: Who is behind the plot to kill us? What do they want? Where are they? Why me? My to-do list is overwhelming... Kordevik: How can I keep my Thifilathi in line, when it wants Lexsi now? How do I keep the werewolves, shifters, vampires and humans around me acting civil toward each other? How can I protect Lexsi and the others, when the enemy wants to destroy all of us? How did I get myself into this mess? A Demon's Work is Never Done...

All three books in the R-D Series as a boxed set.

All five books in the Legend of the Ir'Indicti series as a boxed set.

All five books in the First Ordinance Series as a boxed set.

My name is Adam Chessman. I am Chief of Enforcers for the Vampire Council. In nearly two hundred fifty years, I've seen just about everything. Until I was proven very, very wrong. * * * The peace treaty between vampires and werewolves is relatively new and extremely fragile. After a werewolf's body turns up in a Texas coastal swamp, drained of blood and with fang marks on its neck, Adam Chessman, the Vampire Council's Chief Enforcer, is dispatched to investigate. The local pack wants Adam dead, in retribution for their loss. The local pack is the least of Adam's worries. With the help of an extremely unusual shapeshifter, Adam is forced to hunt the impossible. It isn't just the peace treaty between paranormal races that's at stake. Ultimately, all of mankind could be destroyed.

Quin: Finder, healer, student, teacher, lover, pirate— BlackWing "My life in Gungl began a moon-turn later, when I was finally able to pull myself out of bed without crushing grief slamming into me and causing me to collapse. The following day, my plan for revenge against Vardil Cayetes, the man responsible for Siriaa's destruction, began." * * * Siriaa has been destroyed at the command of an enraged criminal. The poison infecting that planet has been flung into the universe, landing upon hapless worlds in its path. The Orb has dropped Quin onto another world five years in the future, where she is compelled to seek revenge against Vardil Cayetes, the one responsible for Siriaa's destruction. From a crumbling, lawless world to one held in the tight fists of a criminal alliance, a disguised Quin searches for her enemy, whose only concern is keeping his life, no matter the cost to others. Quin and another innocent become targets when the enemy learns of the danger they represent. Will Cayetes succeed in his assassination attempts? Not even the gods can predict the outcome.

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 the enemy steps up his attacks. Will she survive the attempts on her life, as well as betrayal from within? As she struggles to keep the others alive, a new threat arrives—one even the enemy doesn't see coming.

"We have won, brother. The Three are no more and those who remain have clearly reached a stalemate in combatting the General and his army. All that is left for us to do is take everything and let chaos rule. I only wait for Calhoun to return so we might continue our search for Kiarra. A promise was made to us and I will see it fulfilled." * * * The countdown for the final battle begins.

Quin finds herself at the center of a maelstom, as Siriaa is threatened by an unidentifiable poison and a coup envelopes Kondar. Lives hang in the balance across the universe, as samples of the poison stolen from Siriaa are offered for sale to the highest bidders. Quin feels obligated to help those she can, but it will require powerful help. Does such a thing exist? If so, will it answer her call?