A Lady: 70 books

Come, walk the night road through your memory of childhood fairy tales, limericks, ghostly apparitions and the lingering breath of classic poetry gone awry. At the Castle, magick and mayhem are a lyrical delight spun with fairy dust. It may at times be dark, dusty and a bit bent, but every word is a glamorous enchantment.

For the humans, the veil between Heaven and Hell, Light and Darkness, grows thinner with each night's passing. On earth the fallen have spread their dark army far into the city of man. In the shadows, the weary tremble and the weak are overtaken. For the few who walk the dark mile on the trail...

Leader, Warrior, Vampire - Murderer, Magician, Guardian - Prisoner, Temptress, Foe - The Wasting is spreading, subterfuge runs deep. Can a King, a slave and their human mate fight to free each other? The Wasting is spreading, mutating, claiming men, women, children,...

It was written that each soul would have a Guardian. A Warrior of Light to watch over it. Protect it. Be its shield against the darkness, its sword against the fallen. But the days grew dark. Man’s souls darker still. Many turned away from the Light of God, cast aside His word and His love. And...

In the beginning, peace reigned in the Heavens and a chorus of angels sang their praise to the Lord. But there was one who coveted God's power, His beauty and His grace. With desire came rebellion. Violence ensued and corruption followed. For the first time in creation blood was spilled amongst God's...

In the Other World, they say there is no rest for the wayward and wicked. From the iniquitous of the Shadow Lands, the depraved and wandering vagabonds come like thieves in the night to graze amidst the poor, plighted man--his woes an abundant bounty for the evil and the damned. They say that...

For the first time in nearly seventy years, wolf song can be heard throughout the great valley of Yellowstone. But as the chill December winds gather, something dark, powerful, and mystical stalks the valley, and Toren Crushing has become its prey. Renee Faroque is a shaman’s granddaughter—a...

In the beginning, there were those with faith. I wasn't one of them. But a troubled soul can only be tested so often and when God saves you from the darkness because he has plans for you, who are you to say no to the Lord? My name is Faith Savage, and I hunt demons. It's a job I've been recruited...

Some creatures are born into an existence where the lines of life and death, right and wrong are experienced only in shades of black and white. Existences where life is as easy as a mother's love or a father's warm embrace. They live in relative safety behind their familiar walls with the warmth and...

Some men fought for Kings.  Some for honor.  He fought time - to keep her... The Dragon of Blackmoor. Dark, mysterious, a cunning tactician of war, and William the Conqueror’s fiercest champion. He prowls a land awash in bloodshed and treachery, hunting those responsible for the...

Rionon - hunter, warrior, he wanders the dark trails, guilt, sorrow and anger his lone companions. He has become a loner, a shadow who seeks the peace that can only be found in the darkest reaches of the forest. But when his peace is disturbed by humans and his past returns; vengeance and death clearly...

In the Other World, there is a dark burning hole in the corridor of life; a realm between the Light and the Darkness empty of hope, breath, and the possibility of being. A plane so obscure; so filled with the refuse of the oppressed that to truly hear the screams and sufferings of those who wander,...

There are those who say that we are all God’s children. That the Blood of Christ released us from sins. But there are others that hold to the original sins. Temptations purchased for a copper, a penny, a fine golden coin. Even the priests bought and sold lies with the silver kisses of thieves; might...

“Holy Mother and the Saints. Is that you, Faith? Faith Savage?“ The rough, grumbled voice startled me from my wandering contemplation. It pulled my thoughts back together like a clap of thunder, and I blinked up at the hard, pounding sound that resembled nothing of rain. The tone was somewhat...