The Lost and the Chosen
(The Lost Sentinel Book 1)
My name is Vinna, and I’ve been keeping a lot of secrets.
You would too if you'd experienced some of the weird shit I have: red-eyed monsters chasing me, markings on my body appearing out of nowhere, a strange power that crackles colorfully over my skin from time to time, and don't get me started on the weapons I can conjure up almost out of nowhere.
Lucky for me, I have yet to meet someone whose ass I couldn't kick, inside the ring or out. I put that to the test when I run headfirst into a fight that brings all my secrets, and reality as I know it, crashing down around me.
Now, I'm looking for answers and trying to piece together what the hell is going on. Paranormal is my new way of life. It's not going to be easy, and I'm not exactly welcome.
That is, until I meet the boys, and trust me, they are anything but boyish.
I'm up against elders who think I’m too powerful, a family who views me as a threat, and something lurking in the shadows that's been coming for me my whole life.
There’s not a chance in hell I’m going down without a fight. I’m not lost anymore, and I'm about to show this world exactly what I can do.
Awakened and Betrayed
(The Lost Sentinel Book 2)
My name is Vinna and I am a Sentinel.
I’m the last in a line of a hunted, magical race, coveted and killed for our power and abilities.
I was hidden and protected, but now that I’ve been found, it’s a race to see who can command and control me.
Joke’s on them, I bow to no one.
I need to master my magic, and protect the five guys I’ve marked as my own at all costs.
Because the line between friend and foe is dangerously blurry, and I’m collecting enemies like Sentinels collect runes.
It’s time to prepare for battle, claim my place, and get ready to fuck up anything or anyone that comes for me and my Chosen.
The Marked and the Broken
(The Lost Sentinel Book 3)
My name is Vinna, and my magic is an asshole.
I mean, what else would you call it when it does whatever it wants, whenever it wants?
Now I have Enoch and his coven looking at me like I’m the one, and a bunch of pissed off Chosen.
I have no answers and no time to deal with this shit. Lachlan and Keegan managed to get themselves caught by Adriel, the big bad lamia who murders and hunts Sentinels.
Time is running out, and If my Chosen and I can’t get battle ready, then we’re destined to become more names on the list of the missing.
It’s time to meet the lamia who’s been coming for me my whole life. It’s time to do what no one else has been able to do. It’s time to cut the fucker’s head off.
Found and Forged
(The Lost Sentinel Book 4)
My name is Vinna, and it all started with a routine fight in the middle of nowhere Nevada that ended up changing everything.
Now I find myself in the middle of nowhere Russia, my destiny within walking distance, and I have no idea what I’ll find.
Will I be welcomed? Feared? Despised?
We’re about to find out.
Sentinel City, ready or not here I come.
*Audiobook will be available February 28th.
We were Army Rangers, the best of the best.
And then one day, everything that we worked so hard to become was ripped away.
Now, we’re in some podunk town, trying to find a sense of normal amongst the crazy, and learn how to live again.
That gets a hell of a lot harder to do when a virus spreads mercilessly across the country, killing 85% of the people who contract it.
In the midst of the panic, we’re tasked with one last rescue mission.
It’s just our luck that the fool we’re rescuing doesn’t believe that the world as we know it is actually ending.
Looks like the apocalypse is about to get real interesting.
(The Shadowed Wing Book 1)
I am a latent wolf shifter.
Or so I thought.
Then life as I knew it changed in a flash—or more accurately, an electrocution.
I’ve woken up in a strange place, surrounded by strange people who hate me. They’re in the middle of a war, and I look like I belong on the wrong side of it.
If that’s not enough to qualify as a really bad day, I now have wings and a strange animal to figure out, because it turns out that there’s not a damn latent thing about me.
If I want to live, I have to prove that I’m not the spy I’m accused of being. Then I need to figure out how the fuck to get back home before all hell breaks loose. Too bad my animal has zero interest in working with me unless it has to do with the two hot assholes that lead this rebel group.
I’m on my own, in a place I’ve never even heard of, with threats I don’t know how to defeat. And lucky me, I might as well have a rotisserie chicken living inside of me for all the help my newly discovered gryphon is.
Perfect. Just fucking perfect
*Audiobook coming soon
(The Shadowed Wing Book 2)
Just when I think things are starting to look up...I manage to get myself kidnapped.
All I want to do is figure out how the hell to get home. But instead, I’ve been shot out of the sky, netted, half drowned, and now I’ve been taken to Kestrel City, home of the Avowed.
The Hidden claim the Avowed are the enemy, but I’m about to learn nothing is ever just black and white.
Well, except maybe for my gryphon.
I need to keep Pigeon and her wandering eye on a tight leash. Which is a hell of a lot easier said than done. She has an appetite for assholes and secrets, and there’s plenty of both flying around here.
Can I keep my head down, my wings folded, and Pigeon in check long enough to find the answers I’ve been looking for?
I sure as fuck hope so, but it’s not looking so good.
*Audiobook coming soon
Nightmare Penitentiary is no joke. The worst of the worst in the paranormal world end up at NP, and I just got sentenced there.
For others, this might be cause for freaking the hell out. But for me, it’s a fucking relief.
You see, I’ve been sold off to the big bad asshole, Alpha Bowen—thanks mom and dad! But if they think I’m going to go quietly, or at all, they haven’t been paying attention to how I roll.
Nightmare Penitentiary is the perfect place to escape, and I’m ready. If only people would stop trying to break me out. Seriously, it’s annoying.
I’m ready to relax and serve my sentence, but then I meet the prison guard, Rook. I can’t seem to escape his heated stares, the head wobbles, or the dimples. Sweet pop rocks, the dimples!
You’re not supposed to meet the male of your dreams in prison, but tell that to fate. Too bad I’m not as out of reach from the troubles hunting me down as I thought…and now, there’s nowhere to run because, like, I got myself imprisoned. FML.
*Audiobook coming soon