The Numina, the esteemed guardians of the Earth, are alive and well. Their leader, the Keeper of Time and Records, version 5.1.1, knows all the secrets and mysteries, save one—what will happen to the world if the light bearers don’t come into their own? And one potential light bearer holds the key—Marissa Engles. Hold up. Stop. That's utter nonsense. That's what they'd have me believe. But I have different plans. My sisters told me to stop being so serious while in Las Vegas. I figure I'm going to take them up on the suggestion, especially when an extremely hot male dancer catches my eye. Tonight, if I'm lucky, I've got a date with destiny—he stands about six-foot-three and he looks like he power-lifts ponies in his spare time. All this talk about magic and power will have to wait. The only destiny I'm interested in is waiting for me backstage. There's no way I'm going to say no to what awaits me, understood? Good. I'm glad we're in agreement—because courting destiny can be a bitch, especially when it takes a sharp left turn. The Beckoning of Beguiling Things is the start of a one woman and too many delicious men to choose from kind of romantic adventure. The Beckoning Series, so

The world is changing. Evil forces are at play. Can the Light Bearer claim what is rightfully hers before it’s too late? Drama much? People and their crazy notions. Sure, I’m aware that changes are to be made on Planet Earth. We’ve all got to do our part. But Light Bearer and saving the world? Who are we kidding? That’s not me. I've got more important matters to tend to, like drop-kicking my loser boyfriend. I’ve got to meet someone new. When a new delivery guy rolls into my driveway, there’s more spinning than the wheels of his van. My mind starts to whirl. My body starts to zing. And, later, when I see the earth split outside of his home, revealing horrible darkness, well…it’s evident I’ve been spending way too much time alone with my dog. It soon becomes apparent I’ve got a whole lot of catching up to do and magic to master. I’m just not sure if I’m cut out for the job. Those lunatics who think I’m a Bearer of Light and badass warrior princess have other ideas. When I find myself in more danger than I can possibly deal with, comprehend or even dream of, I might, repeat, might, want to listen to them. The Beckoning Series, so far: The Beckoning of Beguiling Things The Beckoning of Beautiful Things The Beckoning of Broken Things The Beckoning of Badass Things

The world will perish unless I own my power and claim my destiny. Which is a scary thought, when you think about it, because I'm only one woman with one winged Doberman and can't seem to choose between which alpha male to claim as my own. Destiny is the furthest thought from my mind. Choices, choices. #whychoose at all? Now I’ve done it. I couldn’t decide between Badass Boyfriend #1 and Badass Boyfriend #2, so both are traveling with me to find missing pieces of my soul—which is good, because I need all the support I can get. I’m to enter the crazy, ever-shifting lands known as Warplandia, find three scary witch-sisters whom no one has ever been able to find and live to tell about, and somehow own my powers and my destiny. Then, someone from my past reappears and complicates things even further. Shouldn’t be too hard, right? Wrong. My lovers are alpha males which means competitive male posturing is a daily occurrence. My worst enemy is on my trail. I thought we killed him. And when I find myself, alone and starving, with only my trusted winged Doberman by my side, that’s when I go and screw things up royally. And that’s just the beginning. Will I ever get things right in my epic journey? Time will only tell. And I don’t have much time left before the world is left to peril. The Beckoning of Badass Things is a too hot to choose just one epic fantasy adventure. #WhyChoose #ItsMyLife The Beckoning Series, so far: The Beckoning of Beguiling Things The Beckoning of Beautiful Things The Beckoning of Broken Things The Beckoning of Badass Things The Beckoning of Barbaric Things