Drag racing champion Gem Hawkins is a true badass... until she’s redefined by a monumental loss. The night Gem's father is killed in the line of duty, her happy existence implodes. Gutted by grief, Gem is on the hunt for answers. Answers even her fae magic can’t detect. Despite countless promises from the agency her father worked for, the investigation remains unsolved, with the trail too cold to follow. Or so the Supernatural Security Force claims. To uncover the truth, Gem must follow in her father’s footsteps and infiltrate the very organization she believes is behind his death. But becoming an agent isn’t as easy as she thought. Between the demons she faces and professors with their own twisted agendas, Gem's not sure she'll make it out of the training academy with her sanity—or her life. \\This is a full length adult urban fantasy novel. Please be advised there is adult sexual content and language. Fae are notoriously mouthy creatures.

Fork the haters. After being demoted to the position of “cleaner” for the SSF, Gem’s not sure life gets much worse. But when she stumbles upon a level six demon in her last trimester hiding in downtown New Orleans, she realizes she was very, very wrong. Apparently, maternal instincts apply even to demon babies. Gem can’t let the council destroy such an innocent creature. Even if it is destined to grow up and try to eat her someday. On a mission to protect, Gem must figure out who’s opened a portal for high level demons and what it has to do with her own father’s murder—all while juggling an infant with a penchant for pop music and eating human flesh. Her new boss might have something to say about Gem’s methods. Good thing her baby daddy has decided to step up and help out. Gem’s learned firsthand, if you’ve never seen an alpha sporting a baby sling, you’re missing out.

Shift happens. Gem’s life has gone from bad to worse faster than her secret demon baby can say “baby daddy.” What started as a crappy job and a possible killer to bring to justice has become a full-blown conspiracy from hell. Literally. Demons are being summoned into New Orleans and Gem is sure there’s a Nephilim behind it. Now, all she has to do is prove it. Oh yeah, and not get herself killed in the process. Too bad for Gem, everyone has secrets, including her. And when the powers-that-be find out what she’s capable of, they’ll stop at nothing to silence her once and for all.

After months on the run from the very organization I swore to serve, I’m back on the job. A detective with a badge to prove it—and a partner with a weakness for pretty faces. Not to mention, a boss with an axe to grind. Yep. Life is... almost normal. If you don’t count the baby daddy drama and the Nephilim whose sexy-as-sin kisses might actually have the power to melt me into a puddle of goo. And not just my ovaries. But even the circus that is my personal life can’t distract me from the danger that still lurks among the Nephilim council. One by one, my friends are being targeted until what began as a random science experiment becomes terrifyingly personal. This time, they have us dead to rights.

Bros before halos. When Adrik fell into a coma, Gem vowed to do whatever it took to bring him back. Doesn’t matter that she’s now the mother of demon triplets. Or that Faith has gone feral on her. Or that Raguel has decided to launch a full scale supernatural takeover. All that matters is giving Starla what she wants. The name of the rebellion leader. And in exchange, Adrik gets a little Nephilim healing. Only one problem: the rebellion leader is Gem’s BFF from back in the day. A friend so close he’s practically family. Can Gem betray one friend to save another? Or is her entire plan one giant dead end? It’s not like there’s much riding on her choice: only the fate of the entire supernatural race.