As the second son, Prince Larkin doesn’t have much of a role at court. When his brother sends him on a quest to slay a wyvern, he pounces on the opportunity.

Only problem? It’s not a wyvern. It’s a dragon.

A naked dragon in human form, who possesses two very large… Anyway. Larkin is definitely, absolutely, very not interested in trying them out, but Jade is very, very persuasive. It helps that Jade’s fluids make Larkin tingle all over in the best of ways.

If only Larkin didn’t have duties. If only he could stay with Jade forever.

But his kingdom has to come first, even if that means losing the only person who ever made him feel valued.

The only thing Elric has ever wanted was to rule. Now his brother and a dragon sit on the throne, and his only recourse is to beg the phoenix Athan for help. Elric will trade anything—even his body—for power.

There’s nothing wrong with wanting power, no matter what Athan says. Elric’s soul isn’t broken, or dirtied, or rusted. Athan’s insistence on “fixing” Elric is nothing but a distraction.

His ambition might drive Athan away entirely, but Elric doesn’t need smiles. He doesn’t need joy. He doesn’t need Athan’s heat, which warms the dark corners of himself he’d thought long forgotten.

So why does the thought of losing Athan make Elric question everything he’s ever wanted?

Though The Phoenix and His Prince functions as a standalone, it is best enjoyed after reading The Dragon and His Prince. (Please mind the warnings!)

Don’t get lost in the dark.

Desperate thief Myth needs one big score to get himself out of a serious hole. Why not steal from his royal father, who refuses to acknowledge him? Unfortunately, the ornate amulet he steals is bad news. Now everybody is out for Myth’s blood.

Callan should be just one of the many people after Myth—but Callan isn’t a person at all. He’s a shade, a creature of shadow and magic. Callan is dark, and dangerous, and even worse news than the amulet itself. His dark, shadowy tendrils reach inside Myth and sate a hunger Myth never knew he had. Myth finds himself falling deeper and deeper into Callan’s grasp. He’ll lose sight of his goals—he’ll lose sight of himself—if he gives in.

But would that be so bad?

Opal desperately wants to fall in love and have a whirlwind romance, preferably with a human. So when he’s rescued by a dashing knight, he thinks his day has finally come. There’s just one problem: Tristan hates dragons. Opal isn’t going to let something silly like that get in the way of his true love, though. Surely with a bit of wooing, some aphrodisiac dragon fluids, and an epic journey together, Tristan will see the error of his ways, and they can have their happily ever after.

Lost in grief, Tristan’s only goal in life is to eradicate the monsters that killed his brother. He doesn’t really want to babysit delicate Opal, who wears skirts and makeup and dreams of romance. Opal is strange, his stories don’t make sense, and he’s weirdly shy and lustful at the same time… yet he’s sweet, and his kisses are addictive, and he makes Tristan’s heart flutter.

Opal is sure theirs is a romantic story for the ages—but his secret might drive them apart for good. Both men will need to figure out how to be honest, and whether their dreams are more important than the reality right in front of them.