New release: PARALLAX

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The dull thud as we docked on the space station orbiting Taran reverberated through my entire body.

I kept my gaze on Salvatore as he flicked several switches on the control panel. While the ship was mostly voice-operated, as I’d learned during the three hours of flight, Captain Everett Salvatore was a man who liked to get his hands dirty. Unfortunately, I meant that in a good way. If I forgot about his arrogant asshole side, I could almost imagine him restoring old-timer ships in his free time and taking them on a Sunday spin.

As it was, the jackass aspect was far too present for me to regard him as anything but what he was.

A pain in my fucking ass.

The overhead lights flickered, then shifted to a dimmer radiance. We’d reached our destination.

I sat in my designated spot by the communication unit—still powered down—and watched the rest of the crew go about their business. Less than half of the standard nine-member team were up here, the rest downstairs—including the quiet science officer who’d patched me up—but they were a large enough sample for me to pick out the finer traits of their SCAR Force training. The way they moved, the sequences in which they did isolated checks of the ship’s equipment as was instructed in the SCAR Force manual.

Glorified lapdogs, that’s what the lot of them were.

PARALLAX is the second episode in the fast-paced sci-fi serial with a slow-burn romance, stellar piloting, and excursions into space!

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New release: TRINARY

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“SELF-DESTRUCT IN TEN SECONDS.”

My head slammed against the curved edge of the nevon shelf protruding over the cot I’d collapsed in what felt like only a measly couple of hours earlier.

“NINE SECONDS.”

Pain lanced through me like a motherfucker, but it was nothing compared to the vicious hammering of my heart as that damned electronic voice continued the countdown. The tone and volume were different from what I was used to aboard the Devious, but if the asshole were messing with the commands, I wasn’t at all surprised about the discrepancy. Who knew what he’d rewired and tweaked.

“Carrow!” I shouted and propelled myself down the brightly lit silvery-white hallway towards the bridge.

“EIGHT SECONDS.”

“What the fuck are you doing, man?” I sprinted around the final corner, my bare feet tapping against the ship’s almost too-cold nevon ground. “Carrow!”

A grunt was the only answer I received. I swore and ran through the translucent sliding doors that opened automatically as I approached.

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TRINARY is the first episode in the SCAR Force: Delta Faction sci-fi serial with a slow-burn romance, daring pilots, and space ships galore.

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New release: HEAT OF THE NIGHT

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My claws scraped against the fatigued concrete as I crouched in the deep shadows not even the moonlight could penetrate. The fume-laced scent of distant traffic entwined with the sharp night that had fallen over Munich swirled in my lungs, and the predator in me purred.
The hunt was what I lived for. And I could only be grateful circumstances made it possible to conduct it in an official capacity.
“I smell six inside.” Wilhelm’s polished voice sounded over the com-unit in my left ear. “Greta?”
I sampled the air’s multi-textured structure one more time, just to be absolutely certain. Thankfully, the direction of the late April breeze weaving through the industrial zone hadn’t shifted since we’d arrived, providing me with a faint but steady stream of information. My heart was a calm, persistent beat in the background.
“Three on the perimeter,” I confirmed.
“Sounds like a party.” Hektor’s rumbling chuckle filled my ear. “Want me to put in a call for backup?”
I snorted. If Hektor had it his way, the only acceptable answer would be a definite no. The threads of remorse in his voice when he’d grumbled the question made it clear enough. Unfortunately, even though I itched to fight just as badly as Hektor and Wilhelm did, we couldn’t throw caution to the wind. Although not something any of us hadn’t handled on our own before, nine weres wasn’t a negligible number when taking the wider picture into account.

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HEAT OF THE NIGHT is a standalone paranormal romance that can be read independently, but if you want to follow the general Kolovrat timeline, I highly recommend picking it up after Transient Moon.

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New release: EMERGENCE

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Evenfall delivered Ember right to the portal to Svitanye, and now it’s time to venture into a new land.

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Violet fire reigned above. Streaks of pink and dark blue tinted the wispy clouds strewn across the majestic sapphire and purple gradient of the sky; a multitude of hues that set the world alight, yet spoke of soothing darkness on the cusp of its departure.
I stood immobile, my fingers wrapped around Ada’s blade and the hollow ache in my chest a constant presence—yet even it seemed to have quieted, as if taken by the beauty. I pressed my bloodied hand to my heart, the other clutching the dagger even tighter.
Svitanye. The land of dawn.
In the distance, the hazy arch of the sun spread its rays across the horizon and brushed the delicate contours of trees and wild fields.
Morning.
This was what true morning looked like.
It didn’t matter how late the hour was, that it had been evening when we had left Somraque behind. Gazing at this vibrant canvas…
I felt something in me awaken.

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New release: SHADOW LIES

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My fingers itched to wrap around the handle of my trusty blade. Much like every damn nerve inside me screamed to burst from my perch among the thick shadows and dart across the terrain; give the assholes one last surprise in their lives.

But desires and commands rarely aligned.

Thanks to the latter, all I could do was lurk on the ledge like a stalker and watch the fuckers syphon power from the vulnerable energy point.

Frustration twisted my face into something between a grimace and a sneer. All the previous times had been bad enough, but getting cockblocked—well, bladeblocked was probably the better term—now…

The dickheads encircling the valve weren’t even Raya’s demons, but individuals belonging to various courts, all of them believing they could have a nice, fat slice of cake at this illegal party they had going on. 

Apparently, they truly could.

I wound my own shadows tighter around me—a self-imposed straitjacket to counter the anger simmering in my blood and threatening to spill over. Spending more time in the Shadow World after years of rapid drive-bys came with an unexpected side effect. 

I’d grown protective of my native realm.

Though it seemed I wasn’t the only one who’d changed my tune.

A stray wisp of energy rubbed against me. The nine demons pounced on the leak, gobbling it up immediately. Team-fucking-work. 

I suppressed a bitter snort. 

Yeah, definitely not the only one who’d changed my damn tune.

New Release: Succ

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Despite Pigalle’s longstanding tradition of catering to all kinds of carnal pleasures, there was only one club in the quartier that fulfilled more than just human desires.

And that darling was mine.

With an exhale, I let the final remnants of what would mark me as other go, then tapped out the access code on the sleek panel with a manicured carmine-red nail. The green light blinked, and I strode onto the decadent main floor, no more than Perine Beaumont—owner, entertainer. Loved by those who cherished carnal pleasure. And a thorn in the side of those who thought them vile. 

As always, Succ’s trademark burgundy-and-black interior was filled with patrons boasting varying levels of sexual tension. The delicious anticipation made it easy to point out the ones who intended to retire to the private rooms, but even among the individuals who merely popped in for the atmosphere, show, and drinks, the undercurrent of desire persisted.

New Release: Transient Moon

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Machines beeped away in their gleeful rhythm as I ran on the treadmill, wishing with every step that the screech marking the end of the test would sound through the sweat- and disinfectant-filled space. 

It wasn’t that I minded the additional exercise. Far from it. The burn in my muscles was always a gratifying sensation. 

But after doing the same damn thing for nearly three months, it was getting kind of tiresome.

“Five more minutes, Lotte,” Agnieszka said from behind her station.

I let out an obligatory groan, but the petite brunette didn’t react. She kept staring intently at the monitors, a travel mug filled with blood that prickled my nose in one hand, a pen with Interspecies Crimes and Relations Agency spelled out on the side in the other. She marked something down on her trusty pad, although for the life of me, I couldn’t imagine just what it could have been aside from SAME.

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