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It’s time to venture out and find your place in this world. Three years ago, those had been the damning words that banished Ivy Greene from the only home she’d ever known. She would have been completely alone if not for her friends and their determination to stay together. Unable to contribute magically to the coven, Ivy takes a job at a local garden store. She likes it there, she’s done well, and the view is unBEARably gorgeous. Ivy is beautiful and everything that keeps Uriah up at night, but it’s against the law for humans and shifters to mate. Uriah Tremarc has kept his distance for two years, terrified his love for her will get her killed. In a random twist of fate, he discovers she’s a witch, and now all bets are off. Ivy discovers she’s not as powerless as she’s been told, but the discovery comes with a warning. Someone is coming for her. Ivy only has A Little Green Magic, but she’s found her place in the world, and with Uriah by her side, she’s not about to let her mother’s murderer wreck her happy ever after. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5c7a17c14d546e0e6121b811/66750201-0f57-48db-bd1d-6d2da99a9899/A+Little+Dark+Magic.png The Little Coven - Kill what you love the most, and know what it means to have unlimited power. Kerrigan Gray can't sleep without dreaming of the night she was forced to kill her mate. In her nightmares, she's drowning in his blood, choking on it. Now, after a decade of unsuccessfully trying to summon his spirit, Kerrigan sees Maksim standing across the street in broad daylight, smiling at her. It's impossible, and yet, there he is, big as life, his lips soundlessly shaping the word, Orpheus. Maksim has lost count of the days he's spent waiting for the opportunity to escape. His sweet Bride has no reason to believe he's still alive, and Maksim dreams of the day when he can shake off his chains and return to her. As loathe as he is to admit it, he can't do it without help. He's been starved for too long and left to rot in the dungeon where he and Kerrigan both were betrayed. The path Kerrigan must take to reunite with her beloved will be fraught with danger, and it will take more than A Little Dark Magic to defeat their enemies. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5c7a17c14d546e0e6121b811/ce05e462-0532-4427-8252-f1c6f6ca4f37/A+Little+Wild+Magic.png The Little Coven - Once every three hundred years, the Harvester Race begins, and the price of failure is blood. Until the invitation arrived, Juliet had never heard of it, but the coven Seer’s warning is clear. Fail, and one of their sisters will die. A witch with lightning in her veins and zero patience for Fate, Juliet must run headlong into danger with the shifter who abandoned her, leaving scars that still burn, and the son of a forest god, whose calm, unshakable presence threatens to melt her defenses. To win, Juliet must do the one thing more terrifying than facing monsters: let love back in. Glory, ruin, or heartbreak written in the stars, the finish line waits. https://isabelwroththewriter.com/round-the-bend daily 0.75 2026-10-10 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5c7a17c14d546e0e6121b811/9ae18b50-6379-4b8a-96c5-c15e6ef993a1/Round+The+Bend+EC+%284%29.jpg Round the Bend - This is the LAST Christmas… Between a soul-sucking corporate job and an intern weaponizing the world’s most obnoxious Christmas jingle, Janet Bellamy is officially done. When a loophole lets her skip out of the office for the entire month of December, she bolts for the only place that’s ever felt like home. She expected snow, cocoa, and some much-needed downtime with her Great Aunt Bessie. What she didn’t expect was the small town named after her family, serving up one infuriatingly handsome cowboy with a chip on his shoulder, and a juicy family secret everyone forgot to tell her about. Now Janet’s juggling cozy fires, a mysterious poinsettia carrying trespasser, and the kind of chemistry hot enough to melt through a Montana blizzard. But the deeper she digs, the clearer it becomes, this Christmas won’t just change her plans. It might change everything. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5c7a17c14d546e0e6121b811/8158533e-7bfa-4f00-9742-a5e7102e2ea7/Round+The+Bend+EC+%283%29.jpg Round the Bend - The truth never stays buried.. There’s more than Christmas magic swirling through Bellamy’s Bend. Thirteen years ago, two teenagers vanished without a trace. No bodies, no explanations. Now, the discovery of a thirty-year-old murder draws Beau’s high school sweetheart back home, and Daniel’s return stirs memories, regrets, and a current neither of them want to fight. As truths long held beneath the surface begin to rise, Beau and Daniel are forced to face the night that changed everything, and the lies that kept them apart. Fall in love. Uncover the truth. Survive the past. https://isabelwroththewriter.com/perditionmc daily 0.75 2026-10-10 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5c7a17c14d546e0e6121b811/094afcfd-a110-49f8-8c1d-46b3202695c5/Title.jpg Perdition MC - Never Ever... Go Backwards. It was just supposed to be one night. One party to remind her of the good ole days, to remember what it had been like to have a family. It was not supposed to turn into a one night stand, and it was definitely not supposed to involve the guy every woman within a hundred miles had taken a ride on, or turn into more than just a good time. But his eyes... His dirty mouth... One night couldn't hurt, right? Never Ever... Get involved. Never ever, commit. The only thing he was involved in, was the club. The only people he was committed to, were his brothers. He had a roof over his head, a job he liked, brothers to share the good times with. Plenty of women who came through the club if he needed to get off, women with no strings and no expectations. What else did he need? But her ass... The way she shot him down... That sass! That mouth...God, that mouth... Book ONE in the Perdition MC series, NO CLIFFHANGERS! Meant for readers 18+ https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5c7a17c14d546e0e6121b811/b6bfcf56-64d6-42cf-9e63-b7fd422f1319/Universe+%281%29.png Perdition MC - Everything goes somewhere… Blue Oyster Cult is playing on the radio as Dillon enters the lair of bikers, and she can't help but look around for the shadow of death that invaded her home and sent her racing to Austin. There's no reason for her to be here, and his first instinct to seeing this gorgeous woman wearing a bulky sweatshirt in the middle of summer is to call the bomb squad. To the shock of every member of Perdition, it’s not a vest packed with C4 she’s got under there. It’s a message scrawled across her chest in black ink, and the meaning is clear. Ghost is back. Nasa's reaction to Dillon is visceral, a connection formed the instant she turned her wild tiger eyes his way. She has him wrestling between what he knows to be true, and the burning desire to claim her as his own. The facts can't be ignored, and he has to decide whether or not Dillon is a victim in need of his protection or another one of Ghost’s minions here to destroy Perdition. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5c7a17c14d546e0e6121b811/a80a424f-1986-45b8-8135-d4b0ec8f0efe/Athena%E2%80%99s+%281%29.jpg Perdition MC - Take a chance… Raid longed for the feeling of the wind on his face, the sound of his Harley roaring in his ears, the smell of the road. But now, all he felt was pain, all he heard was the guy down the hall screaming for help, all he smelled was blood, piss, and the death he was being denied. Paralyzed from the hips down after being hit by a roadside bomb in Afghanistan, he was stuck in his hospital bed remembering days gone by when he'd had something worth living for. Athena sent a letter to a random soldier in the hospital, not knowing how else to give back, and after six months of being pen pals, she'd developed quite a crush on the guy. On Raid. But then after asking to come visit him in the hospital, he vehemently told her no, and hadn't responded to any more letters. It left her wondering if she'd been catfished, left her wondering if the break from reality his letters had given her, the connection she'd thought they had, was nothing but words on a page. One letter, and everything changed. Who'd have thought? https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5c7a17c14d546e0e6121b811/84a4bbef-f7c3-41a9-97c8-bec6c3e4d975/Ripley%E2%80%99s+%281%29.jpg Perdition MC - He’s no Saint… Ripley asked for help to put furniture together. What she didn't ask for was him. One of the unbelievably hot brothers of Perdition MC. Weak in the knees every time Saint looks her way, she melts. With an exchange of favors, Ripley dives in thinking her eyes are wide open, never expecting to lose her heart in the process. Never expecting the burn to be so intense. Saint knew he should be focusing on finding the man responsible for murdering a brother and his wife –with the taste of lemons and sugar on his mind–he is determined not to fail. But when he discovers the killer is a monster unlike any he’s hunted before, he realizes every person he holds dear is in danger. And so is Ripley. https://isabelwroththewriter.com/portrait-of-death daily 0.75 2026-10-10 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5c7a17c14d546e0e6121b811/a020b53e-89da-4751-8e57-95ba20d5bc1b/Unforgotten.jpg Portrait of Death - Three years ago… I held her pink silk toe shoe in my hand, helplessly watching the cab drive away before I could give it back to her. The next morning when I stood in front of the portrait drying on my easel, I knew the beautiful ballerina would soon die. Her portrait is one of two hundred and twenty-seven. Each one of the subjects is the victim of murder, and I’ve painted them all. I’ve kept my morbid ability a secret for twenty years, terrified someday, someone would find out. Someday has arrived, and the someone banging down my door today demanding answers is a gorgeous, irate homicide detective armed with a photo of one of my paintings right there on the front page of the most popular tabloid in the city. He peppers me with questions I can’t answer, and despite my worst fears being realized, all I can think about is painting this man, alive, and with far fewer clothes on. Detective Callum Graham tells me the dead ballerina I painted is his sister, and she's been missing for three years. Missing, he says firmly, as though any other conclusion is unacceptable. My inappropriate thoughts of seeing him naked, vanish. How do I explain to this man, this brother desperate to find his baby sister alive, that she’s been dead for two years, eleven months, and three weeks? https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5c7a17c14d546e0e6121b811/d53a8ecd-79a0-4873-8d6c-78277e547c4b/Uncovered.jpg Portrait of Death - It’s time to go home, Jo… I hear the voice in my dreams, but I don't understand what it means. I am home. I haven’t left for two weeks because once again, my name and my private life is the hottest topic in local news, only this time, it’s not a drug-addled ex-boyfriend dragging me through the mud. Some intrepid reporter no one ever heard of before tracked my parents down in Florida and asked for a comment about my recent brush with a serial killer. Now, they’re here in Manhattan, and every other day there's another exposé. Another story. Another lie. My plan was to ignore it all. To wait for the feeding frenzy to die down, go about my business, focus on the strong, powerful man in my bed who whispers and growls in my ear that I’m his. But my plan isn't working, and now I understand what that voice in my dreams meant. I have to go back to the place where I lived as a child. To the place where my brother died. I have to go home and give one more interview to set things right... before it’s too late. https://isabelwroththewriter.com/the-queens daily 0.75 2026-10-10 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5c7a17c14d546e0e6121b811/67d33c68-1f33-4c5b-b8b3-3ed9d6eade82/Queen%27s+Ransom.jpg The Queens - Jalia hasn't ever played a game she can't win. The Promise of a Queen's Ransom is too much for life-long gambler Jalia to pass up. The untouched planet of Minos is rumored to be so wealthy, one can walk along the beach and pluck diamonds from the sea. According to the contract, all she has to do to win is solve a few puzzles and navigate a labyrinth or two. 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