Author: anngimpel

A wee bit of mist, a splash of magic, heart bending romance, and DRAGONS!Bundled together for the first time! Grab the first two Dragon Lore books at an extremely attractive priceHighland SecretsFurious and weary, Angus Shea wants out, but he can’t stop the magic powering his visions. The Celts kidnapped him when he wasn’t much more than a boy. He’s sick of them and their endless assignments, but … their endless assignments, but they erased his memories, and he has no idea where he came from.Arianrhod prefers to work alone and guards her privacy for the best of reasons. She’s…

A wee bit of mist, a splash of magic, heart bending romance, and DRAGONS! Bundled together for the first time! Grab the first two Dragon Lore books at an extremely attractive price Highland Secrets Furious and weary, Angus Shea wants out, but he can’t stop the magic powering his visions. The Celts kidnapped him when he wasn’t much more than a boy. He’s sick of them and their endless assignments, … them and their endless assignments, but they erased his memories, and he has no idea where he came from. Arianrhod prefers to work alone and guards her privacy for…

Vampires don’t fall in love. Except I did.Not the best decision of my long life. I definitely cracked an unspoken line, but Ariana trounced me as far as line-crossing went. Very few acts constitute crimes in Vampire circles. Hers was the worst. I fled to the Old Country to buy myself thinking time.I still loved her, but what she’d done was so vile I couldn’t set it aside.The world is a very … aside.The world is a very different place from when I went into stasis. I woke to wars on every side. Vampires are scarcely strangers to battle. No…

I chose stasis—a long sleep—for me and two of mine. Hard to time these things, but we woke in the eye of a cyclone.When I went to sleep—to avoid being drained of magic and blood by dark Sorcerers—Vampires weren’t exactly on the endangered species list, but not many of us are left. No one ever accepted us. Not mortals and not others with power, either. At least one of those dams has developed a … has developed a few cracks. Supernaturals aren’t quite welcoming, but they’ll take help from any quarter.Mortals have declared war on magic, and they won’t rest…

My very existence is under attack. I’ve kept a low profile, told myself the craziness sweeping the world would pass me by. Yeah, it was wishful thinking, actually an outright lie, but it’s kept me sane. I’ve been hiding out forever in one guise or another. Currently, I run a nightclub. Ascent is an “ask me no questions, and I’ll tell you no lies” haven. For everybody. I’m a Vampire. Far be it … Vampire. Far be it from me to judge. My closest ally is a shapeshifting dire wolf. I adopted him when he was a scrawny puppy, but…

I did it! I’m free. Well sort of. Freedom isn’t as cut and dried as the word implies. In this case, I’m at the top of Death’s Worst Reaper Ever list. What it signifies remains to be seen.I broke free from Death because there wasn’t any other way out of Reaping Vampires. She refused to let me off the hook or consider other arrangements. I’d have been content leaving it at that, but word about my … but word about my choice got out. Other Reapers clamored for independence too.Death’s fury expanded another notch with every defection until nowhere is…

When Cait angers Death, she receives the most difficult assignment of her career: Reaper for vampires. Unlike humans, these bloodsuckers won’t go down without a fight — and they’re determined to stop Cait before she harvests their souls… A rollicking tale of suspense that’s first in a new series!

Come fly with me. Catchy, huh? It works for airplanes. Maybe it will work for the dead once I launch my own Reaping business. Except my new tagline will be, come die with me.Back when my life was simpler, I thought all I had to do was hold gateways for the dead to pass through. Silly me, I actually enjoyed Reaping. Almost like a drug or fine, old whiskey, it made me high, filled me with delight, … me with delight, and left me glowing with the rightness of providing a last bit of compassion.Good little Reaper that I am,…

Rowan hasn’t made a dent in coming to terms with her black-to-his bones dragon father when she gets pregnant. The dragon-child isn’t even here yet, but everyone’s already fighting over his future.The third (and last) book in a magic-laced, fast-paced, fantasy trilogy. With dragons.I’m being pulled nine ways at once. Brand new mating. Brand new pregnancy. Stronger magic than I’m used to. The Nine … than I’m used to. The Nine Worlds are failing. Rot that began on Earth has spread to Vanaheim. Odin knows more than he’s telling us, and no one has any interest in working together.The only…

After discovering her father was a dragon, Rowan figures it can’t be any worse than being related to the Celts. That’s the thing about assumptions, though. They come round and bite you in the ass.The second book in a magic-laced, fast-paced, fantasy trilogy. With dragons.I’d rather fight than study, but I’m stuck poring over dusty scrolls. I promised I’d learn about the dragon part of my magic, … dragon part of my magic, but I’m having a hell of a hard time believing there’s some concealed strain of power just waiting for me to kindle it. Meanwhile, my friends the…