Loved by the Zombie Lord: Dwarven Gold Book 5
She was a complication he didn't need.
Bred to kill and trained to obey, Jasyn Albridge was still obeying the day they executed him. But no more. He has one last chance and he's going to live life his way--just as soon as he finds the Lost Oven of the Ancients, corrals a bunch of cave chickens, and finds a nice sausage-like female to front for him.
he has plans, and they don't include a human mate. But one look in Gwen's big brown eyes, and nothing will stop him from claiming her--except for the inconvenient matter of his death, a palace coup years in the making, and dead relatives who aren't as dead as they should be.
If you love redemption stories and the joy of watching two lonely people find each other you'll love this steamy fated mates romance. Lots of good feels, and the return of House Albridge! Happily ever after guaranteed.
Taken by th Dwarven General: Dwarven Gold Book 4
Love at first sight!
I have spent my entire life searching for the perfect wing-whang. But until I'm taken by the dwarven general, Jaden Antida, no man has ever measured up to the heroes I’ve created in my books.
A burly and overbearing alpha male, he’s crude, growly and dominant. He says he’s on a mission to destroy the secret entrance to Dwarfholme. And he says he’s my mate. Having written books where the hero and heroine instantly fall in love, I know he’s one hundred percent wrong. There is no way this infuriating “male” person can be my perfect match. But when a cave-in traps us in the iron mines beneath Cavendish Castle, he is my only hope.
Too many tropes! Lots of delicious clichés. Plenty of cave chickens! If you like overbearing men who get their comeuppance by a woman strong enough to stand up to them, you’ll love this story. HEA guaranteed and ogres optional
Seduced by the Dwarven Duke: Dwarven Gold Book 3
They threw me at his feet like Cleopatra in her carpet. But Flint is no Marc Anthony. He’s an overly muscled rogue with the charm of a con man and the moves of a warrior. One look in those sinful blue eyes and I can see the hieroglyphics on the wall.
Cleopatra.
Meet the snake.
I didn’t believe in fated mates until I met mine, but the second we touched I’m breathless and oh-so hungry. I've never wanted to face down a hoard of well-intentioned relatives. I've never wanted to get involved, or upset the steady apple cart of my life. But the tempting duke makes me forget my years of servitude. The secrets he hides are lethal, including the curse that prevents us from sealing our bond. I might yearn for his touch, but my body is locked up tight. Unable to get with the program, we’ve created one of our own, but will we still be friends when the curse is broken or will love destroy the bond we’ve created for ourselves?
What the Fates put together, no one can tear asunder.
Or can they?
Sizzling hot, ultra-steamy and filled with tropes, clichés and insta-love goodness. This beta dog is an alpha undercover. Gods in hiding, crazy queens, old friends and new, and ZOMBIES. Not responsible for obscure fantasy references. Reader beware.