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When CJ Ryan's girlfriend decides life is less complicated without him, CJ travels a destructive path into despair, walking the line between what's right and what feels good. But what feels good is a dangerous slope to travel, especially when Lucifer wages war for his soul. One wrong step and CJ could fall into the devil's trap, becoming no better than the demons he battles.

Layla's gambling addiction brings her face-to-face with the devil’s emissary and now she's playing for her soul. Kaine is one hot, soul-collecting stud. He runs the table in Hell’s den, and the house rules are simple: if the player wins, they are given the choice to walk away with the amount of time in their pot. But if the house wins, the player must pay the loss with pain. When all the player’s chips are lost, they become a permanent resident of hell.

A collection of quick listens from J. E. Taylor ranging from sweet to the scary and everything in between! Includes these titles: "Armageddon," "Abyss," "Grayson House," "Harvest Moon," "Pollywogs & Watermoccasins," and "Nightmares" along with a few only available in this anthology.

Across a thousand battlefields and a million wars, there is always a question. What do you do when all the chips are on the table? Do you run? Try to find salvation in the arms of an easy peace? Or do you stand and fight? Send your enemies into whatever hole they crawled out of? On Deadly Ground has 10 stories handling that exact question. Each character faces the impossible in different ways, but all will be tested before the day is done. Can they earn a heroic victory amongst the endless eternity of space, or are they doomed to fall into obscurity?

Everyone thinks the Kringles only work in toy making. Nope. I slay monsters. But when Christmas rolls around, I protect Santa’s sleigh. So, technically, on Christmas Eve, I’m his little helper.

There are three rules all genies must obey: No killing. No raising the dead. And above all else, never fall in love. When Ali comes to me with an impossible wish, I must decide whether to follow the rules, or break them and be banished to my lamp forever.

Obsession puts Lilith within the grasp of immortality, but the price for living forever creates a different, much darker fixation.

Waking up to blood smeared walls certainly does not instill calm. Quite the opposite, considering I had locked my house up tight with deadbolts, sigils, and safety spells to ward away evil.

When I set out to squash the reaper rebellion, I never thought having the positions of both Fate and Death would be a liability. Boy was I wrong. Seriously, an ultimatum from Heaven never makes for a great start to the holidays. On top of the heavenly host trying to obliterate me, I’ve been cursed in the cruelest of ways.

When the monsters broke their deal for humanity’s surrender, the last dragon saved me from certain death. Unfortunately, Mikhail St. Clare played me like a professional grifter, making me think he was on our side, and not aligned with the Serpent King, who wants to stomp out humans like we were pesky insects.

Robby Young never anticipated meeting his true soul mate on the first day at the Monster Defense Academy, especially considering relationships with other members of the agency are strictly prohibited. When that girl ends up listed as his partner, Robby has to muzzle his wolf to keep her safe.

I wasn’t supposed to be possible. Dead means dead, and the dead don’t reproduce. But when Lucifer ceased to exist, things went a little haywire for a while, opening a strange supernatural phenomena that made a lot of things possible, including me.

The first time I set eyes on the scruffy rogue Elijah Hook, I wasn’t sure what kind of man he truly was. But when he fought to set me free from the gilded cage the lost boys kept me in, I knew he was worthy of my attention.

The end of life as we knew it didn’t come with a nuclear blast of light. It didn’t come with the deadly impact of a hurdling asteroid. No. It came in a wave of illness that swept the world with fear. With all the humans in quarantine, quiet settled over the planet for months. Beasts hidden away for millennia ventured out of their buried caverns to investigate the sudden stillness.

My name is Belle, and I was looking forward to finding my mate at the annual Shifter’s Ball. Unfortunately, my petty side had to strike out at a homely patron who was not dressed for a ball. She looked more like the one hired to pick up after the horses. And I said so, loudly, as my friends snickered at my dark wit.

I am the last of my kind, deemed a monster by the Monster Defense Agency. But the MDA does not understand the hell their duplicity has unleashed. Robby and I are now on our own hunting expedition. Our target: the head of the MDA. Although, it isn’t just one man pulling the strings. It’s a highly complex network that is more like a damn hydra. When you extinguish one, another pops out of the woodwork. Two against an ancient organization that trains monster-killers and that knows all our tricks is even harder than it sounds.

When an ancient vampire arrives from overseas, she comes with baggage from a past long before I was born. And she is hell-bent on revenge. Not only are we trying to dodge the monsters, but we are back on the radar of the Monster Defense Agency, and they are pissed.

The end of life as we knew it didn’t come with a nuclear blast. It didn’t come with the deadly impact of a hurdling asteroid. No. It came in a wave of illness that swept the world with fear, and in our quarantined silence, the monsters awoke. Leviathans, serpent kings, and dragons came forth from the bowels of the Earth. The season of the dragon began with fire and fury, and ended with a new world order. One in which these giant terrorists held all the power.

The only thing we seem to agree on is our desire to annihilate the leviathans and unseat the Serpent King. Our personal futures depend on ridding the earth of these murderous overlords who have been hunting us since I escaped and Mikhail betrayed them. We thought the monsters were our most deadly hurdle. But building a bomb large enough to wipe out an entire species is tricky. One wrong move and we could destroy everyone living in New York instead.

Death is the family business, but not one I want to pursue. Thankfully, it’s been passed down from father to son for generations, so it should skip over me as Death’s daughter. Then, I won’t have to stop being alive and can actually live my life. Right? Well, the reapers don’t agree. And neither do the angels.