Legend series

Half-human, half-Fae, Willow Lang has never felt she truly fit in either world, but she’s doing her best to ignore her Fae nature and focus on her work as an art restorer at a museum in New York City. Then she accepts a job restoring classic paintings in Ireland and finds herself in the middle of a conflict between the Seelie Fae and the evil Dark Fae. In order to protect the Human world, she must embrace her Fae powers. But that’s not the only challenge Willow faces. Roland Omren, a handsome gypsy, is vying for her affection. The hunky Fae Breslyn, Prince of Dagda, is trying to seduce her. And then there’s her mysterious boss, Shayne Bantry...

Magical powers, a castle, and a charming prince sound like the ingredients for a fairy-tale life, but for BJ Mulroy, reality turns out to be a whole lot more complicated. BJ is a Fios, which means she can see both the Seelie and the Unseelie Fae even when they invoke the Feth Fiada that makes them invisible to most humans. She hadn’t asked for the magical power, and often she wishes she couldn’t see the evil drones who are appearing more and more often in our human world. But see them she does, and she can’t ignore the danger they pose—nor her responsibility as a Fios to combat the Dark Fae. The castle is Castlesand, the ancestral home of her new husband, Brian, a warm and caring Druid high priest with only a few months to live. Though they care for each other, the marriage is a strategic alliance rather than a love match. Brian needs BJ’s help in making sure Castlesand doesn’t fall into the clutches of a dangerous relative who wants the estate no matter what he has to do and who he has to hurt—including Brian and BJ—to get it. The charming prince is Danté, a Fae royal who is too attractive for any woman’s sanity. But while she’s as hot-blooded as the next woman. BJ does not want to be the plaything of an immortal prince, no matter how yummy he is. Besides, there’s the matter of the seventeenth-century hunk in the painting.

Radzia MacDaun’s mission of vengeance has turned into a rescue operation... but will she need to be rescued, too? When Gaiscioch killed her father, Radzia—Z to her friends—vowed to take the Seelie traitor down as painfully as possible. Plans for revenge were put on hold, however, when Gaiscioch abducted her housekeeper and friend, and Z had no choice but to dive into the pit to save her. Now, in the heart-stopping conclusion to the Legend series, the half-human/half-Daoine Fae finds herself in the Dark Realm, where she’ll have to fight Gaiscioch on his own turf. Danté, Prince of the Tuatha Dé and Z’s lover, is not about to let her face this danger alone, however, and the two of them are thrust on a ride that takes them to the edge of life as we know it... Will they survive? Will the Fae Realm survive? Damn, will any of us survive?

He was a prince, and he was at my front door? Why? Beneath his lightweight black leather jacket, he wore a black Polo shirt tucked into his Lauren blue jeans; his black leather belt held a gold buckle engraved with etchings. He wore gold-tipped Gucci boots. This Fae knew how to outfit himself. And then I looked into his eyes. I was struck by the depth of those golden eyes. I was taken by the sparkle of green flecks in the deep gold of their color, but as I looked I noticed a certain aloofness therein. I knew, without being told, this Fae was not happy to be here. Fine—I wasn’t happy about his being here, either. We were in agreement. His chin went up. “I am Danté, Prince of Lugh.” “Good for you, fella—now, what do you want?” I didn’t like his arrogant and cold demeanor, and I didn’t think I liked him, not one bit. “It is not what I want that brings me here, Daoine,” he snapped. “It is my queen’s wish.” Well, that got my interest. “Now why would Queen Aaibhe send you to me?” “Manners dictate that you should invite me in,” he answered grandly. I felt like laughing at him. Not nice, I know. “Maybe I don’t feel like being mannerly,” I countered. For some reason he hadn’t brought out the best in me. “Okay, the quicker I listen to what you have to say, the quicker I get rid of you.” “I wish that could be the case. I wish it more than you do, but apparently we are stuck with one another for a time,” he said on a heavy sigh. “You, Daoine child, are my assignment,” he snapped. “And as much as I wish it otherwise, there you are.” “That is your problem, not mine.” I wagged a finger at him. What the hell was this? Since when was I anyone’s assignment? “Well, I am making it your problem.” His smile was wicked, as though he were getting pleasure at my shock and discomfort. It was beyond tolerable. “OH! Get out of my home ... NOW!” “Can’t—Queen Aaibhe has ordered me to take you on as an assignment. I am honor-bound to do so.” He inclined his regal head. “I am saying that willing or not ... you have a houseguest—me.”

His name is Breslyn, Prince of Dagda of the Tuatha Dé. He is a royal Fae, immortal and endowed with more than eye candy looks. He is a being with immeasurable powers but life for him lacked something—so he looked around, and found...humans. Watching their lives and interactions, from another dimension filled him with feelings he had thought long lost in the ennui of immortality. The more he watched--the more addicted to their antics he became. An affection for the human race grew inside the heart Fae are not supposed to have, and it was inevitable that he began to have preferences with regards to them. In 1314, when Scotland’s rule was in jeopardy and the British were about to take more than they should, he chose a side--and then he saw her, and nothing would ever be the same for the prince ever again...

I put together Aaibhe's story in response to mail I had received from my readers wanting to know more about the Queen in my Legend series. My editor kept me balanced and reminded me that it had to be stand alone so that everyone would enjoy and so I walked that fine line. Here is my Fae Queen's story and I do so hope you all enjoy. Seventy thousand years is a long time to live without true love. As queen of the Seelie Fae, Aaibhe led her people to a new world when their own had been destroyed by war. She accepted the responsibility of maintaining the magic-built walls that imprisoned the evil Dark Fae. She kept the Seelie Hallows safe. And though she enjoyed the companionship of an occasional Fae lover, she never took a royal Fae as her king or a non-royal as her consort. Conall is a Druid high priest from the MacTalbots, one of the families chosen by Aaibhe centuries before to perform the rituals needed to strengthen the Unseelie prison walls. Though a skilled and loyal Druid priest, he is but a mortal human, not a fit match for a powerful, formidable, immortal ruler. And yet... she wants him. In all her seventy thousand years, she has never been blasted with such desire—and need. She has never before laughed with total abandon, loved with all her essence. In Conall’s arms, Aaibhe discovers she can be both a queen and a woman, but jealousy, pride, and bitterness threaten the love that is at last within her grasp.

One was from another world and the other from another time... In a failed attempt to turn him into an ageless lover, the evil, not-quite-a-vampire Lamia DuLaine poisoned hunky Druid high priest Julian Talbot on his wedding day. The Seelie Fae transported Julian to their realm for treatment and captured DuLaine, but not before she brutally murdered his new wife, Maxine. Now, nearly two centuries later, the Fae have revived Julian from his coma and returned him to his ancestral estate, where he finds his bride’s many-times-great- grandniece and namesake, Maxie Reigate—who could be his beloved dead wife’s twin. Also there is Breslyn, Royal Fae Prince of Dagda. Because he’d honored the Treaty prohibiting Fae interference in the human world, Breslyn hadn’t been able to prevent Maxine’s death. This time, however, he will do whatever it takes to protect Maxie, rules be damned. It’s not just guilt that motivates him—the sexy immortal has long admired humans, and he is especially taken with this human woman. While she might look like her ancestor, this Maxine is a modern, spirited woman with emerging Druid powers of her own—and she will not be a stand-in for a long-dead love or a temporary playmate for an immortal prince. And yet, she can’t help but be attracted to these two very different and absolutely mesmerizing males. Together, the three of them must work to combat treachery from the highest levels of the Seelie Fae Realm, for one of the Seelie queen’s closest confidantes is plotting to unleash Dark and monstrous Unseelie Fae on an unsuspecting human world. If that weren’t trouble enough, Lamia DuLaine has been released from her Otherworld prison, and her obsession with Julian and hatred for the Reigate family are as strong as ever. But now she has even more Dark Magic knowledge at her disposal. As Maxie’s own magical mana develops, so does her love for one of her partners, but the question remains: will the one she chooses, choose her back?

Seductive, powerful Lamia DuLaine is used to getting what she wants—and she wants Julian Talbot. From the moment she sees him in the hedonistic atmosphere of 1814 Brussels, she knows she must have the roguishly handsome lord, and nothing as inconsequential as an innocent chit of a fiancée will stand in her way. After all, Lamia has more than just beauty in her arsenal; a thousand years of living have given the DuLaine unparalleled expertise at manipulating humans, especially men. Julian’s betrothed, Maxie Reigate, however, is more than just a simple, pretty miss; she has powers of her own—some of which even she doesn’t yet know about. And Maxie also has an ally in her corner: the Fae Prince of the House of Dagda. But Prince Breslyn’s role in this battle may be limited, for he has another human woman to worry about, one who has been badly used by the Fae queen’s friend Gaisioch. Plus, Bres has promised his queen that in the matter of Julian, Maxie, and Lamia, he won’t directly interfere...but will he be able to keep that promise?