Calling the Blood

There’s no escape from death when you’re a Valkyrie.

After a long, fraught journey, Frankie landed safe with her family, but her challenges are just beginning. Constant training is taking a toll, and a quick trip to find a lost Valkyrie might be the confidence-booster she needs.

The mission turns out to be anything but simple. The missing Valkyrie is being guarded by Draugr, Hel’s zombie soldiers. Frankie rescues her, but waiting at home is Freyja with even more bad news. The last remaining Valkyries are being hunted, and it’s up to Frankie to save them.

She might be destined to lead the new generation of Valkyries into battle, but when more and more turn up dead, she wonders how her enemies know their every move. If she can’t even protect the people she loves, how can she defeat the gods and prevent Ragnarök?

The Ruby Blade

Saving the world without modern technology – and fast food – is the worst.

I thought opening the gates between realms would be more straight-forward. But the supernaturals who want to keep the gateways closed forever just keep attacking. I’m exhausted. Unfortunately, treacherous elves and double-dealing shifters aren’t the only threat looming.

The only thing keeping me from my sexy vampire friend’s bed – besides a dire warning from my best witchy friend – is that he’s definitely hiding something that could spell disaster for my quest and my heart. He warned me he’d pay any price to recover the sword he carried for almost a thousand years. It never occurred to me that my freedom might be part of the deal.

Between the nasty dungeon, the webs of lies, and the zombie army rising in New Orleans, my hands are way too full to deal with betrayal. Opening the sixth gate is an appointment I can’t miss if I don’t want the world – and myself – to burn.

Waking the Fire

If the world ends in Ragnarök, no one will escape the flames.

Frankie has finally accepted her destiny as a Valkyrie with a talking cat. Developing the confidence to lead an army of battle maidens against hordes of draugr is a different beast altogether.

In order to stem the tide of Valkyrie deaths, Frankie needs to act. Odin’s spies are closing in. Loki is lurking in the shadows, harrying her at every turn. And the queen of the underworld is creating hell on earth in Portland.

Hel and her undead soldiers aren’t the only thing holding Frankie back, however. She’s the only Valkyrie whose flying horse hasn’t shown up. Without her battle mount, she worries no one will follow her and she won’t survive Ragnarök.

The Broken World

To save the magic of two worlds, I must destroy the technology of one…

It’s been almost a year since a hedge, a vampire, and a douchebag elf woke my Fae magic and heralded the beginning of the end of the world. And what a ride it’s been. Nobody told me I’d spend all my time dodging assassins and traitors.

But It’s not just supernaturals hunting me. Let’s add in angry mobs of hateful humans as well. I only need to open two more gates to restore magical balance between the Fae Plane and Earth. But the damage done to the only home I’ve ever known is tearing Earth apart.

The closer I get to my goal, the further I get from the Eleanor who started this quest. If I can’t hold onto myself, I might not like who walks away at the end. If I even survive at all…

The Lost Child

The gates are finally open, but I’m not ready for what waits on the other side…

There’s nothing quite like waking up naked, alone, and on fire. But at least I woke up. It’s not every day a person gets to survive being stabbed by their boyfriend and his magic sword – not a euphemism.

The gates are open. My work is done, right? Enter Florence, stage left, to remind me that her aid came with a price. And the bill has come due. It’s time to walk through a gate and find my friend’s abducted sister. To do it, I’ll need to find my fae birth family. My only hope is that they’re slightly less heinous than the half-elf who betrayed me.

Finding Florence’s sister isn’t as straightforward as I’d hoped. The intrigue in the royal court rivals anything I’ve seen on a soap opera. I hadn’t expected to be welcomed with open arms, but a couple moments of appreciation for the world breaker might’ve been nice. Let me tell you, attempted murder is a craptastic reward.