Annie Anderson: 34 books

To say I'm having a rough century would be a vast understatement. I'm on the run, plagued by visions of death, and forced to rely on the man who killed my husband. Yeah, my life is just peachy. But when the truth shakes out, I find that maybe Rhys didn't ruin my life those many years ago. Maybe...

One broken girl. Two brothers. One small town with a big secret. Planning to escape her controlling boyfriend, Isla’s getaway hits a snag when a pair of pink lines show up on a pregnancy test. Levi just needs an accountant. Someone smart, dependable, and someone who won't blow town and leave...

I was burned at the stake at fourteen... I was drowned in a lake when I was twenty-four... At twenty-seven, I was stoned in a public square... I have died a hundred times in a hundred different ways, usually at the hands of the humans I've tried to save. But when a pregnant young woman finds...

A Council full of Ethereal Elders wants me dead. Yep, it’s a regular Tuesday. When you kill a demon there are consequences. Centuries-old witch, tattoo artist, half-demon… none of those titles are going to save me this time. The only way I’m going to get out of my death sentence...

A couple in secret. Two warring families. This little town isn’t big enough for the both of them. Slinging whiskey is all Avery Wells knows how to do, and soon she won’t even have that. If she can’t change her uncle’s mind, her dreams of owning the family watering hole will soon go...

A former Rogue being presented to the Fates. What could go wrong? When I was offered a seat on the Ethereal Council, no one said anything about meeting the actual Fates. On the day of my presentation, not only do I offend the three women who control every single thread of life, but an Angel’s...

We failed. Now they're coming for us. My memories are finally returning... And I don't want them. I don't want to know what evil my hands are capable of when the the happiness I've found is so close to slipping through my fingers. But when a friend comes to to me for help, I'm once again...

Heaven, Hell, and everything in between. To say I'm having a rough century would be a vast understatement. I'm on the run, plagued by visions of death, and forced to rely on the man who killed my husband. Yeah, my life is just peachy. But when the truth shakes out, I find that maybe...

I should have stayed in a coma. I can't remember a single second of my life before waking up in a hospital bed in Knoxville, Tennessee. Not who I am. Not what I am. Not the man next to me claiming to be my husband. But the last shards of my life are about to be burned to the ground....

I'm the last one of my kind. He's sentenced to death. After fifty years in a squalid cell, I'm finally free. Problem is, everything I had is long gone, and the sister I shunned in my youth is now my savior. But seeing him next to my hospital bed makes me forget that my touch is deadly. Or maybe, just maybe Asher has a death wish of his own.

Living up to the family name is going to get me killed. As the newly crowned Wraith Queen, I have some big shoes to fill. Especially while mending a broken heart. But the mess left in the wake of my parent's death won't get cleaned up by itself, and the enemy who murdered them has taken the man I love. I'll show them exactly what their new Queen is capable of.

The Cutting Edge of Modern Short Fiction   Pulphouse Fiction Magazine: Back after over twenty years. A three-time Hugo Award nominated magazine, Pulphouse returns with eighteen fantastic stories by some of the best writers working in modern short fiction. No genre limitations,...

The Cutting Edge of Modern Short Fiction Pulphouse Fiction Magazine: Back after over twenty years. A three-time Hugo Award nominated magazine, Pulphouse returns with eighteen fantastic stories by some of the best writers working in modern short fiction. No genre limitations, no topic...

The readers, the fans, the reviewers all weighed in over the first year of Pulphouse Fiction Magazine. Five issues, almost 100 stories. They raved about some stories, liked others, and found some eye-opening, shall we say? And editor Dean Wesley Smith kept track. So now, as promised...