In a post-apocalyptic world where the human and fae worlds have merged and technology is fueled by magic, Tania is a thief who trusts in little except her abilities, her cog mare, and the hard coin that comes with a score. When she "acquires" directions to a great treasure supposedly protected by a dragon, the lure is too great to ignore. She will travel to the formidable northern mountains, help herself to a bit of plunder, and be comfortably settled in her winter retreat long before foul weather makes the passes into the south close. Besides, dragons aren't real. Or so she believed. Through the heart of a monastery, she discovers corruption, riches, and a monster determined to keep her as his most precious treasure despite adversaries to his claim. She must decide if she can trust a beast who is no prince. Beware, there are no dragon shifters in this story. This is a monster romance. The dragon, while capable of increasing his size and structure to...

Dear Miss Margaret Phillips, at the bequest of your uncle sir Robert Bishop, the Baron of Westlap, your attendance is requested for the season. However, on account of your undisciplined rearing, fascination with the otherworldly, and ruined status for matrimonial union, Her Majesty is in agreement with your uncle but has deemed you of unsuitable prospects. With no offered dowry, and no reputation of worth, your attendance is hereby directed to The Monsters Ball. Ruined and shipped off to live with her mother's relations in London, Maggie Phillips faces the immediate prospect of living in shame as the poor relation in her uncle's house. Her mother wants to make a lady of her by setting her up with a proper marriage but Maggie desires nothing of the sort, nor is she willing to trust another man again. The only solution is to ruin herself thoroughly abroad, and what better place to do it than the Monster's Ball! But that means searching for the proper scoundrel...