Something Psychotic this way comes. Pepper O’Malley Jill of all trades, hedonist, and dark witch. Adrenaline tastes better with a little blood and sweat. At least, that is what I tell myself after an undercover job goes awry and I get fired by my friend. He’s lucky I love him and see right through his command to keep me safe. Nowhere else to go and in need of cash. I finally head home, where my childhood best friends left me the keys to the bar. They hoped one day I’d open the corner pub back up and make it my own. Keys in hand, I open the bar with a little magical help and end up knee-deep in immortal drama. That fine print will get you every single time. Turns out they didn’t just leave me their bar but their mantle of peacekeeper for the city of Philadelphia. Now I’m slinging cocktails and giving that coveted bartender advice. It’s an unsuspected gig, but it feels right. Until dead bodies start turning up, terror frozen on their faces, and their bodies nothing but dried-up husks. Everything I’ve learned is about to get put to the test, and when a few strays stumble my way, saying they want to help, I know better than to accept. Only I’m out of my league and very mortal. For now, I need to accept their help. The stakes have never been higher. Psychotic is Book 1 in a 5 Book seriesfull of magic, chaos and one witch who refuses to choose between all the demons vying for her attention. MMFMM

Double, double toil, I’m in so much trouble. Fire burn, and cauldron crumble... Pepper O’Malley, headmistress… No, no that’s not it. Keymaster, yes I am the keymaster… No that isn’t quite it either. I think I’m getting close. Peace keeper! That’s the one. New Peacekeeper of the Philadelphia region, and I’ve already fallen prey to one slimy criminal that remains elusive. Pulling myself out of his terror trap might just be my greatest accomplishment. At least for the afternoon. While terror continues to…well, terrorize the city, witches show up on my doorstep with a bogus job and more curiosity than their familiars. They want something from me, I just haven’t figured out what it is yet. I better figure it out soon, because it’s not just my life on the line anymore. Five very stubborn, very delicious males refuse to leave my side. Unfortunately, they aren’t afraid to put their life on the line for me. I just have to make sure that never happens. As it is, the Fates have other plans. Pretentious is Book 2 in a 5 Book series full of magic, chaos and one witch who refuses to choose between all the demons vying for her attention (contains MMFMM). This book ends on a cliffhanger. This series contains darker elements than my normal books, please see my website below for TW's. ElleLincoln (dot) com

I'm chaotic power and charmed trouble, Like a hell-broth that boils and bubbles... No one and I mean no one is prepared for the wrath I am about to inflict... (Preorder will get moved up!) Pompous is Book 3 in a 5 Book series full of magic, chaos and one witch who refuses to choose between all the demons vying for her attention (contains MMFMM). This book ends on a cliffhanger. This series contains darker elements than my normal books, please see my website below for TW's. ElleLincoln (dot) com

Round and round the caldron go Oh the poisoned fate we sow… Guilty. The word is nothing but the sharp edge of a guillotine. The noose wrapped around my neck that threatens to end my existence. That, however would be too easy. Too simple. He will never allow that fate. He will never let me go, and the more I learn about the man determined to claim me the more confused I become. At least now I know his name. Deimos . A god of pure terror and he wants me and he will do anything in his power to claim me. Including revealing the existence of immortals to a fragile world. As I wait for my fate to be decided, I can't help but wonder if there's any way out of this. Can I resist Deimos' charms and find a way back to the ones I love? Or will I be trapped in this cycle of fear and desire forever, spinning endlessly in his web of chaos? Torn between those I’ve accepted and the one I haven’t, I’m caught in a fate that I never wanted. I’m caught between lies and love and pasts that my mates buried long before my time Only now if I make the wrong choice those I love will suffer. Will my mates rescue me from this midnight nightmare? Or will I have to rescue myself. \\\* Perverse is Book 4 in a 5 Book series full of magic, chaos and one witch who refuses to choose between all the demons vying for her attention (contains MMFMM). This book ends on a cliffhanger. This series contains darker elements than my normal books, please see my website below for TW's. ElleLincoln (dot) com

Chaos incites with a witch’s blood, Then the curse is firm and good. The world crumbles all around me, cities burn, and chaos unfolds. Driven not by heroism, but by a festering pain and seething anguish, I yearn for the inferno to consume everything. The flames dance in my eyes as the world burns, mirroring the tempest within me. With my best friend's absence, a void gnaws at my heart, and the revelation of our existence to mortals amplifies the chaos. My plate overflows with responsibilities, yet all I truly crave is a fleeting oblivion, to surrender to the winds of fate and let them carry me wherever they choose. Destiny is no kind mistress. Just when I thought I could succumb to the abyss, a familiar presence claws through my mental prison. The one who once shaped my path draws me from the precipice, thrusting me back into a confrontation with my own existence. As Deimos emerges, his malevolent presence casts a shadow over all. Trapped under his spell, we are marionettes in his grand performance. My mates and I forge a solemn vow, a promise to shatter every hold Deimos has on Earth. Yet, the battlefield of power has grown, and the echoes of our steps no longer reverberate alone. The gods themselves have taken notice of our defiancé, offering us a single day to topple Deimos from his blood-soaked throne. The question looms, heavy as the weight of the world: will our determination carve a path to victory, or will the relentless sands of time erode our very essence? Only the Fates, those weavers of destiny, hold the enigmatic answer that will decide the fate of all realms. In the maelstrom of uncertainty, as chaos and order clash in a symphony of destruction, one truth remains: the journey's end beckons, and none can predict whether it leads to salvation or annihilation.