Author: robynpeterman
A Paranormal Women’s Fiction with a bit of class, and a lot of sass, for anyone who feels like age is just a number!Midlife’s a bumpy journey. The ride is a freaking rollercoaster. The crisis is real.With my life back to normal—normal being a very relative word—one would think I’d catch a break.One would be very wrong. With an Angel gunning for me and a Demon in my bed, life couldn’t be more … With an Angel gunning for me and a Demon in my bed, life couldn’t be more complicated. Not to mention, I’m going to have to make…
A Paranormal Women’s Fiction with a bit of class, and a lot of sass, for anyone who feels like age is just a number!Midlife’s a journey. Enjoy the ride. Crisis included.Never knew that life after death was far more dangerous than real life.Never in my forty years did I think my new normal would be gluing body parts back onto ghosts and hosting a houseful of dead squatters. Thank God for superglue … ghosts and hosting a houseful of dead squatters. Thank God for superglue and a strong stomach. Never thought I’d date the Grim Reaper and that I would…
Whoever said life begins at forty must have been heavily medicated, drunk, or delusional.  Thirty-nine was a fantastic year. I was married to the man I loved. I had a body that worked without creaking. My grandma, who raised me, was still healthy, and life was pretty damned good.  But as they say, all good things come to an end. I’d honestly love to know who ‘they’ are and rip them a new … new one. One year later, I’m a widow. My joints are starting to ache. Gram is in the nursing home, and dead people think my home is some kind of supernatural bed…
What in the salty seas could be more important than presents at Christmas time? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Tis’ Christmas time on Mystical Isle and just like the fat bastard in red, I’ve made a list and now I shall check it… electronics on Black Friday. Check.Cover each palm tree in lights even though the Mermaids insist they look phallic. Check. By the way, what does phallic mean? Never mind. Check.Moving on.Weave a Christmas tale during family story time on the beach, have a family portrait made in the special sweaters I pilfered, and write a letter to Santa. I mean, fat…
A day in the life of the Devil should be exhilarating—lying, stealing, cheating at poker and finally beating Mr. Rogers… Life should be wonderful.Right?Wrong.The love of my dastardly immortal life is eating everything that isn’t nailed down and tried to behead me over a chocolate croissant. While I take chocolate croissants very seriously, I do believe decapitation is somewhat harsh.My daughters, … decapitation is somewhat harsh.My daughters, the Seven Deadly Sins, are driving me to drink. Getting them mated off and the hell out of Hell is at the top on my agenda.The one thing that is keeping me sane—sane…
Mix one part Mermaid—one part Genie. Throw in an intoxicated God of the Sea and and a few smack-talking Pirates. What have you got?Pandemonium.Petunia’s Pandemonium to be more accurate.PetuniaLetting the ocean current take me where it may for the last twenty-five years hasn’t worked out so great. So, instead of getting my tail in a knot, I’m making some swimmingly simple changes.—Stay on Mystical … great. So, instead of getting my tail in a knot, I’m making some swimmingly simple changes.—Stay on Mystical Isle with my cousins who love me.—Avenge my parents and eliminate the sea monster who’s wreaking havoc.—Forget…
It’s not nice to mess with Mother Nature. Really, it’s not.This is simply not my week. Finding out I can’t cook is appalling. My luncheon with the big-boned Immortal socialites went to Hell in a handbasket. I’ve been hoping to join the Fearsome Five and make it the Psycho Six. However, the chances of that happening now are looking slim. Of course, I could force my way in since I’m Mother freakin’ … my way in since I’m Mother freakin’ Nature, but I want to be accepted for being me and—because I’m fabulous.It’s bad enough my two sons, God and…
CarterAvoidance had become my norm. After too many tours in Afghanistan and Iraq, I’d checked out—on everyone and everything—on life. Ex-navy SEAL. Totally broken man. I’d hit rock bottom so many times, I was sure I was about to fall straight to hell. It would be a welcome reprieve.Then she found me. Beautiful, insane and more broken than I was. She needed my help. I needed her humanity.How she … help. I needed her humanity.How she found me was anyone’s guess. But she had. She needed rescuing. She needed a hero. I was none of those things.But for the first…
What could possibly go wrong when a Mermaid and a Werewolf are sent on a dangerous mission by the drunken, diaper-wearing God of the Sea?Better question. What could possibly go right?MadisonUnlike my sisters, I haven’t found my HEA. And I’m looking—hard. But finding a man who wants to blowhole dive in Hawaii on the first date is more difficult than you might imagine. I’ve been forced to settle … in Hawaii on the first date is more difficult than you might imagine. I’ve been forced to settle for a few meaningless orgasms with men who disappear when I suggest fun…
Come for the vacation. Stay for the shenanigans!Mermaids. Check.Pirates, Selkies, and Demi-Gods.Check. Check. Check.Come on an adventure with my Mermaids and their unlikely heroes. Get 3 hilarious stories all in 1 big book!The Sea Shenanigans Series has been a delight to write and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I loved writing it.xoxo RobynBook 1 – Tallulah’s TemptationRunning a tourist … loved writing it.xoxo RobynBook 1 – Tallulah’s TemptationRunning a tourist trap for humans in the Bermuda Triangle had sounded like a fine plan—until it wasn’t. With the Sea Hags gunning for our island, I did what…