My ex-boyfriend was a dragon. A dying dragon. And not even a proper fire-breathing dragon. From Lemuria. Because Reasons. And they were dying. And I was in prison (again). Great. Just. Great. Civil engineer Helena didn't intend to get mixed up with her smoldering-hot ex, Auryn. But an expired passport, a typhoon, and some corrupt government officials (and maybe the cosmos itself) had something to say about that. She especially did not intend to get mixed up with dying alien space dragons living under the sea. They're a nice enough bunch. Except they want her dead. To survive, she'll have to prove that she's destined to be there... by spinning water into air. This is gonna call for more duct tape. Breath of Chaos is a slow-burn sci-fantasy reverse harem romance featuring a brilliant heroine who plays with dragon magic, ancient aliens, and potty water. Hold the beer, this is going to get weird.

Helena didn't want a consort—now she has three. It's anything but a good time. Her bond to Auryn is painfully diseased, Keon wants a divorce, and Akoni is well... Akoni. And he might have tried to murder her. Maybe. Just saying. His father definitely tried to set her on fire. The magnetar's traversal is about to complete, and time is running out to find a lost ship. Helena's father has flagged her passport, her consorts won't stop fighting, there's a murder investigation, a lack of coffee, and enough stress and heartbreak she's coming apart at the seams. The Queen of Kludges will need all the duct tape and paperclips at her disposal to salvage this, except it's not her imagination the strain is tearing her apart. She's a geode, and the hammer has fallen. Bound By Chaos is the second installment of the slow-burn epic sci-fantasy reverse harem romance for fans of brilliant heroines, space dragons, weird news headlines, and Schrödinger's cat. Contains some naughty language & sexy times.

Now with more chaos and even less coffee. The good my three consorts are all sort of talking to each other, and a chaos dragon has been found. The bad I’m the chaos dragon. More bad The quantum core failed, the Gate is closed, untrained cosmic-born force-mutated chaos dragons going through their first molt are dangerous, Jahlim had an accomplice, the magnetar is about the traverse, and human civilization is going to be torched. The only option is to return to the ancient ship for answers. Except the clues will lead to a nightmare buried deep in the Atlantic, and a secret that has been locked away for eons. It may be too late to save humanity. It may be too late to save Earth itself. Chaos Covenant is the third installment of the nerdy slow-burn sci-fantasy romance for fans of brilliant heroines, space dragons, blueberry pancakes, and random acts of teleportation.

I have my three consorts—my Mooring, my Distant Star, my Prime—and a trove of ancient data that just might include titles like An Illustrated Guide to Chaos Dragons and The Gate Maker’s Manual. There isn’t much time to save human civilization, but I’m also afraid homeworld abandoned Lemuria five thousand years ago for a very good reason. My consorts tell me I’m spooked because of what I saw in Atlantis, but if it's that simple, the cosmos wouldn’t care all these years later. Kicking cosmic hornet’s nests is a bad idea, even when you’re prepared. And we are not prepared. The Nine Dead Gods have returned.