Evicting a monster is no easy feat. Especially when the monster lives inside you. I’m a rift walker, one of a handful of humans able to step into a world of monsters and arcane magic. We follow three simple rules: \*Never step into the eldritch realm after sundown. \*Never stay for more than an hour \*Never, ever bring anything back I broke all three rules. Now my body is host to a psychotic aberration who materialises after sundown to haunt me in the flesh. Flesh arranged on a body made for sin, despite its monstrous proportions. Telarion delights in tormenting me with his deep grumbling voice, and arrogant demands. He wants out. He wants to be free, and I’m totally on board with finding a way to evict him. But the Supernatural agency governing Eldritch activity have other plans for us. They want us to work for them, hunting down other eldritch horrors. In return, they’ll refrain from exterminating us and find a way to separate us instead. But the clock is ticking, because the longer we’re connected, the more I’m changing, and I’m afraid…Afraid that by the time they find a solution, it might be too late. I might already be a monster. A Paranormal Urban Fantasy with an MF romance.

Never fall for the monster inside you. Telarion and I have an understanding: \*Never talk about our emotions. \*Never express our feelings to each other. \*Never spend the evenings together. Luckily, catching eldritch is time consuming and exhausting work. Throw in an attempted kidnapping and a bunch of missing mystics, and who has time for matters of the heart, right? When I stumble into the path of an eldritch civilian in the eldritch realm, things get even more interesting. Turns out there’s an eldritch male on our side of the rift. Bringing him back could be the key to my questions about my mother and about the eldritch world. Danger and mystery could be my saviours, if only I could focus to get the job done. The only problem is Telarion has become more than my curse. He’s become my addiction. And our rules… Well, don’t they say rules are made to be broken? August's adventure continues in this second instalment of the Eldritch blues series. A Paranormal Urban Fantasy with an MF Romance.

Be careful what you wish for. At the start Telarion and I had one goal—to find a way to be separated. Then feelings changed and so did our goal. To find a way to be separated so we could know if what we felt was real. But just when we allow ourselves a taste of what we truly desire, our world is turned upside and our connection is put to the test. The order of Yaga have a plan. One that will drag us through the flames and tear us apart, because they believe a bigger threat is coming to our world. They believe I’m the key to stopping it. Their belief is about to tear out my heart, and now I have only one goal. To get it back. August's adventure continues in this third instalment of the Eldritch blues series. A Paranormal Urban Fantasy with an MF Romance.

No one claims what's mine. I've been fighting for as long as I can remember. For myself. For my friends and family. Now it's time to fight for him.