Auburn Tempest

I survived the first semester and, despite Dean Belmont's agenda and the Celestial Council's misogynistic belief that women are the weaker sex and incapable of harnessing power, I showed them how wrong they are.

Book 3 in the action-packed urban fantasy trilogy, the Gemini Twins Legacy! Second year at Exemplar Hall is about to begin, and Dean Belmont and the Celestial Council have no idea what's coming for them.

They came for my twin and left me behind because women hold no power in the magi world. They're about to find out how wrong they are... Jesse Storme. Bartender. Rock-climber. And the girl left behind.

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. With the magical veil between our world and the fae realm down, the life we live has gotten weirder by the day. Imagine cloud shape bawdiness, venomous invaders sneaking through tears in the fabric between worlds, and waking up to realize San...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. It is the Time of the Colliding Realms—the Keening—the Culling. Everything that happened over the past eighteen months has led to this moment. The good and the bad. The triumphs and the tragedies. Now my family by blood, by choice, and by...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. The world is about to tilt on its axis. Good versus Evil. Light versus Dark. There's a balance to the world's alignment and every thousand years the Earth Realm, the Fae Realm, and the Spirit Realm collide, igniting a period of rebalancing. The...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Magic, dragons, elves, and vampires are my new normal. At any point, I might get attacked by an angry book, be on the shit-list for forgetting to hook up my battle bear's keg, or get called to investigate a gruesome magical murder. And how cool is...

A Gilded Cage: I have family I didn't know about, a magical heritage laying its claim, and a mystery I apparently need to solve. But when a back-alley brawl leaves me marked with a bizarre Celtic crest on my back, I become a beacon for all things whacked and weird. So I do what any stubborn...

A Witch's Revenge: In a city where vampires, mages, and hobgoblins hate me, I struggle to hold my own and fight the good fight. I was chosen to wear the mark of the Fianna for a reason. I'm Fiona-freaking-Cumhaill. We have dark witches, mutant fae, giants, and the worst? Disgruntled parents. We...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. The Culling draws ever nearer—looms really—like a big, fat cloud of doom. With evil brewing, our enemies grow bolder, the warriors of light and dark scramble to be ready for the Winter Solstice, and the Cumhaill fam jam digs in to face the...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. The focus of my life as an urban druid is to stand as a guardian of nature. The focus of my life as Fiona Cumhaill to stand as a guardian of my family. Seriously. Don't screw with my family. It's a no-brainer, drop everything, and take up the fight...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. We all make mistakes, but for most of us we die and they're forgotten—not so if you're immortal. For gods and immortals, grudges live forever. One moment of poor judgment, a lack of understanding, or simply being oblivious to what's going on...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. When the magical energy of New Orleans redlines, Team Trouble responds. Caught between three hostile factions of empowered citizens—witches, wolves, and vampires—we scramble to figure out who's leaving bodies littered around the French Quarter...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. A wedding on an enchanted island of magic. A guest list of gods, immortals, shifters, dragons, and druids. And a sentient city waking after centuries . . . What could go wrong? When Fiona's magnet for mayhem weighs in on her special day, there's no...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Revived after months of being cursed and comatose, I'm thrown straight into Christmas and a chaotic case of carnivals, cannibals, and country cops. Seriously, I can't make this stuff up. Team Trouble continues to bust our butts to smooth out the...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Life sucker-punched me.... I have family I didn't know about, a magical heritage laying its claim, and a mystery I apparently need to solve. There are three things I love most in life: my wild and crazy Irish family, Redbreast Whiskey at...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. My outlook on life isn't complicated - any day that passes when nobody tries to kill me or someone I love gets put into the "good day" column. Simple, right? Lately, good days have been hard to come by. Since I totally ignored Da's warning three...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Life is a balance—at least that's what I'm told by people smarter than me. Try as I might to spend quality time with Sloan, family, friends, and companion animals, my magnet of mayhem often has other ideas. Adulting is hard. So when I move an...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Growing up with five older brothers taught me how to take a hit. Lucky for me because the hits I take as a druid make me yearn for the good old days of sucker punches, rope burn, and steamroller. There's no turning back and honestly - I wouldn't if...

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Since being marked as the heir apparent, I've been stabbed, kidnapped, black-listed, tortured, targeted, and accused of being the cause of pretty much every magical mishap that's hit the streets of Toronto. To some, I'm a nuisance, to others a...