- UPCOMING -
This page is dedicated to whatever releases I'm currently working on. Right now, that's "Vile Bastards", the third book in the brand-new Scarlett Force series. You may remember mentions of this character in the "Havoc Boys" series. While this book also takes place at Prescott High, it is a completely different story and can be read without having read the other series.
I'm simultaneously working on this series as well as the final book in the "Lost Daughter of a Serial Killer" trilogy that begins with "Stolen Crush". If you enjoyed "Filthy Rich Boys" or "The Secret Girl", this series should float your boat. ;)
Lastly, if you enjoyed the "Death by Daybreak Motorcycle Club" series that just wrapped up (beginning with the book "I Was Born Ruined"), then you'll be happy to know that Grey Wolfe is getting his own book! Scroll down to see the cover.
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- Endgame Romance -
Finding out you’re in love with three impossible boys isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
The stepbrother. The boyfriend’s best friend. The sister’s ex.
Life would be complicated enough if we didn’t have to navigate a social circle populated with serial killers.
My father has gathered a loyal group of monsters around himself like a shield.
There’s the black widow, the arsonist, the mild-mannered poet with a penchant for blood, the crooked cop, and, of course, the Seattle Slayer.
Maintaining three new romances is nearly as dangerous a proposition.
Oh, and my biological mother? She knows about the boys, but not the killers.
My original kidnapper—the woman I thought was my mom—she knows about the killers and not the boys.
Some days, it feels like the entire world is a web of secrets and deceit—much of it spun by yours truly.
The girl I once knew as Dakota Banks is fading like a distant star.
The question is: how far will I let my father push me?
He might have an app that records and watches everything; he might have a plan of righteous revenge. But there are two things the Seattle Slayer doesn’t understand: love and loyalty. He thought he could drive us apart when all he did was push us closer together.
And together, we are stronger.
This is the endgame, Dad.
Let’s finish this.
Teaser from Endgame Romance
(C) C.M. Stunich
My hands are covered in blood—and not a drop of it belongs to me.
I realize then that evil doesn’t just happen overnight. Sure, some people are born wrong, but others are forged in hate and pain and circumstance. Against my better judgement, against my own will, I am becoming one of those people.
I’ve just killed a man.
This time, the copper stink that I’m smelling, it’s all my fault. This isn’t some comatose maid in a wooden box. This is so much more. This is me, Dakota Banks, losing every last part of herself. Every cell. Every molecule. My very essence.
Because I’ve done all sorts of things I regret in the last few weeks: burned down the theater, slept with my boyfriend’s best friend, slept with my sister’s ex.
But this is the worst.
Truly, the worst thing that I have ever done.
I look up, meeting Maxx Wright’s brilliant green gaze. He looks as shocked as I am, standing over the body of the man that just attacked me. Really, he gave me no choice. Really, the Slayer gave me no choice.
What a way for a father to show his little girl how much he loves her.
- Start the Series -
- The Heart Cantrip -
Valentine’s Day always brings hordes of humans and supernaturals to my shop in search of love.
Me? I have just about as much of that as I can handle. There’s Hex, the motorcycle riding half-demon douche; Argent, the Unseelie Prince I stole from faerie; Spectre, the vampire rockstar; Caine, the Southern alpha werewolf. And then there’s Monster, an enigma of cruelty that I should cut from my life and never look back on.
But when an out-of-control orgy taints the magic in my special heart cantrip bath bombs, we all have to work together to keep a human-turned-incubus from terrorizing the city.
Because, well, we’re the Family Spells, and the family that casts together … hunts and destroys demons together. What can I say? It’s just that heartwarming.
- Start the Series -
Teaser from What the Hex?
(C) C.M. Stunich
“In Which I’m Trapped in Hael with my Demon Ex”
That’s all I felt: violent, overwhelming passion. It was all a bunch of bullshit, sure, but try telling my body that.
Monster—the full-blooded demon dickhead I’d broken up with more than a decade ago—was holding the side of my face, leaning in for a kiss. I jerked my head back at the last moment, stumbling back and falling into a shallow pool of water.
He laughed, that cruel, cold laugh that I’d once loved, then hated, and now …
“I can’t think straight,” I whispered, turning around and trying my best to wash off the aphrodisiac with the brackish water. It smelt like dead sea creatures and salt, and no matter how much of it I splashed on my skin, it didn’t help. My body shuddered with need, and I knew it was just a matter of time before I was throwing my arms around Monster’s neck and begging to be fucked.
“That’s the whole point,” he said, standing behind me with his arms crossed over his bare chest. He didn’t bother to restrain me; Monster knew I wasn’t going anywhere. We’d played this game in the past, me and him. Hint: he always won. “But really, you should be thanking me: I saved your ass back there.”
I paused, lifting my face up to stare out at a dark ocean. The waves were calm, but the sky was that awful red color, and I knew I was still very firmly entrenched in Hael. I glanced over my shoulder to find Monster’s copper eyes laced with hunger. As soon as I made eye contact with him, I felt myself fracture into pieces.
Don’t let him do this to you again! I warned myself, pushing up from the black sandy shore and spinning around. My husbands were trapped inside a spell circle here somewhere, and Hex … Hex had been summoned to goddess only knew where. On top of all that, I had my mother’s curse to worry about, the safety of my kids, my coven …
“What do you want from me?” I asked, breathing heavily, my nipples pebbled to hard points. I could feel my body betraying me, throbbing and pulsing, begging me to let Monster lay me down on the beach and … No. No, no, no. “You just left my husbands to fend for themselves. If you really wanted to help me, you’d take me back and break them out of there.”
Monster smiled at me, but it wasn’t a very nice facial expression. That seemed to suit him just fine, because he wasn’t a very nice man. On the contrary, he was one of the worst individuals I’d ever had the misfortune of running into. For two years, he’d been my lover. For two fucking years I couldn’t decide if I were immersed in bliss or thrust straight into the fires of hell.
- Vile Bastards -
Blurb coming soon.