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Meow Baby – Wards and Wands Book 2.5 by Rebecca Royce

Meow Baby
Wards and Wands Book 2.5
Rebecca Royce & Ripley Proserpina


Set in the Wards and Wands Universe, Ripley Proserpina and Rebecca Royce offer up a witchy love story sure to melt your hearts. When a strong willed woman takes in three stray cats she has no idea they are the Addington Brothers, her neighbors who have been torturing her for years and are now cursed to walk on four feet.

While she’d never have believed it possible, all the Addingtons want now is to show Michaella they can be trusted with her heart. What happens next will change not only their four lives forever but the witching world everywhere.

**Meow, Baby was previously released in the charity anthology Petting Them**

This book was so much fun! The Addington brothers are Michaella’s neighbors, and they aren’t very good ones. They constantly make a mess of her property and make fun of her as she tries to clean up. She can’t use magic because she doesn’t have much. What she does have is usually expended as a healer at Prestige, a private hospital where she is employed.

When she comes home one day to find three black cats, she immediately offers them sanctuary. Feeding them and keeping them safe.

After lying to a couple of shady characters that inform her they are looking for the Addington’s cats, she decides to take them to work with her.

This is a favorite scene.

“I will miss you guys. It is sort of nice to have someone to talk to.” Drained didn’t begin to describe how she felt right then. But there was no choice. She had to make it work like she always did. Her patients were counting on her.

“You know what? Do you guys want to come make some old people’s day? They love pets. It’s good for them, soothing.”

Butch yowled, and Tough joined in. She didn’t think they liked the idea, but Panther, tail whipping from side to side, ambled toward her and rubbed against her leg. “You’ll do it?” she asked.

Panther rubbed against her again, like he was in agreement with her.

“Awesome!” She leaned down and stroked him from head to tail tip. His butt lifted in the air, and she gave him a little scratch at the base of his tail. “I’m going to take a quick shower and then we’ll go. See if you can talk your brothers into joining us!”

Michaella ran, by which she meant, she walked quickly, upstairs. Along the way, she stripped out of her clothes, leaving them wherever they fell. One benefit of living alone was no one cared if she was naked, and no one cared if she made a mess.

She guessed the other side of the coin was that no one cared period, but she was trying to focus on the positives. In record time, she was dressed, showered, and downstairs.

The cats, however, were nowhere to be found. “Panther!” She made a kissing noise with her lips, but the house was silent. Michaella walked through the living room to the kitchen and found Tough, Panther, and Butch on her counter top. In front of them was a raggedly opened box of granola bars. “Did you—?” She glanced at the cabinet where she’d stored them and sure enough, it was wide open. She picked up

Rebecca Royce; Ripley Proserpina. Part of Petting Them Anthology (Kindle Locations 325-330). Kindle Edition.
the box. It was open, but none of the bars were. Shrugging, she pulled one out. “I should eat breakfast. Thanks guys. I’m going to pretend you got that out for me.”

Butch meowed, like we did, dummy.

“Be nice,” she muttered. She took a bite and through a mouthful of brown sugar and nuts asked, “Who’s coming with me?”

Panther hissed at his brothers, and to her delight, all three jumped off the counter and strolled to the door. “All of you?”

Panther stared at her. “Right! All of you. I don’t have a carrier, so I’m just going to pick you up and one-by-one place you in my car. Okay? No train rides for kitty-cats.” She peered out her door. “No creepy creeps outside. But just in case, let’s go fast. I don’t want Mr. Slicked-Back-Hair showing up.”

Michaella picked Panther up. “Dang, you’re heavy.” He adjusted himself, placing his paws on her shoulders. It allowed one of her hands free so she could open the door. She had expected this to be more of a process. Like—with the cats running under the sofa or knocking vases of flowers off of side tables. It didn’t matter that she didn’t own a vase or have any fresh flowers sitting in water. It was one of those things that happened when chasing an animal.

But they didn’t. Butch waited for his turn, and then Tough, and soon they were on their way. Michaella rolled into Prestige and surveyed the still-empty parking lot. “You guys are so great to do this. Thank you.” In that moment, as she thanked the cats she’d kidnapped (catnapped?) from her neighbors, Michaella decided she needed to get a life. This whole going to work, going home, do nothing thing was turning her into a crazy lady.
Rebecca Royce; Ripley Proserpina. Meow Baby. Petting Them Anthology (Kindle Locations 317-343). Kindle Edition.

It’s while they are here that she finds they have been transfigured in a way that could be permanent.

We get to see Lawson as he is the enforcer who comes to reverse the Addington brothers back. I love Lawson, he manages to put them in their place right away.

There is another issue though, the guys have realized something since Michaella took them in, they need to apologize and also convince her to give them a chance. Not to mention finding the folks that turned them to begin with.

A totally enjoyable romp with lots of giggles and serious sizzle.

5 Contented Purrs for Rebecca and Ripley!

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Ripley Proserpina spends her days huddled near a fire in the frozen northern wilds of Vermont. She lives with her family, two magnificent cats, and one dog who aspires to cat-hood. She is the author of the Reverse Harem series, The Searchers, Midnight’s Crown, and the young adult/fantasy duet, Wishes and Curses.

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Rebecca Royce Rebecca Royce

As a teenager, I would hide in my room to read my favorite romance novels when I was supposed to be doing my homework. I hope, these days, that my parents think it was worth it.

I am the mother of three adorable boys and I am fortunate to be married to my best friend. I live in Austin Texas where I am determined to eat all the barbecue in town.

I am in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and try to use all of these elements in my writing. I’ve been told I’m a little bloodthirsty so I hope that when you read my work you’ll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. I love to write series because I love to see characters develop over time and it always makes me happy to see my favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.

In my world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.

I’d love to hear from you!


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New Release! Just Jayne by Ripley Proserpina

Just Jayne
Ripley Proserpina


Jayne Burns has come too far in her life to look back. An orphan, she’s used to being no one’s choice.

Not anymore.

When she lands a job as a private tutor for the adopted daughter of a world famous guitarist, everything changes. The rock gods of Rochester’s Pathos, Tennyson, Lee, Klaus, and Diego set their sights on her, and sweep Jayne off her feet.

But the band has a secret, and if it comes to light, they’ll lose Jayne.

They refuse to give her up, and they’ll tell any lie, barricade any door, and fight any foe to keep her.

**Just Jayne is a full-length, stand-alone reverse harem romance**

Jayne has been a tutor for the rich and famous for a long time, now that her latest charge is heading to boarding school, she’s summoned to her agency for an interview.

There’s a lot of mystery involved in that first interview, but it does get her on a plane to London and the second interview.

This is a favorite scene.

“Miss Burns, I’m Alfred Tennyson. It’s nice to meet you.”

Alfred Tennyson. I kept my face bland, but my suspicion grew with each passing second. “Nice to meet you, as well,” I replied. Big fat liar. If his name was Alfred Tennyson, then I was Britney Spears.

“This won’t take long,” he said. “I just have a few questions.” He reached behind him and pulled a piece of yellow lined paper from his back pocket. Unfolding it, he stared at me and said, “I am tired/ I am weary/ I could sleep for a thousand years/ A thousand dreams that would awake me/ Different colors made of tears.”

The paper remained on his lap, but he didn’t glance at it, and he didn’t glance away from me.

“Venus in Furs by Velvet Underground,” I said. “Do you want me to interpret?”

Alfred smiled. “No. It just popped into my head and I had to say it. Does that ever happen to you? Something pops into your head and you have to get it out?” He leaned back and studied me the same way the woman in my first interview had. “You don’t seem the spontaneous type.” In one quick move, he grabbed his phone from a nearby table and typed something before flinging it away. His chair groaned as he shifted and leaned forward. His blue eyes were so bright, almost like he had a fever— or he was on something. His long fingers tapped against the paper and he cocked his head to the side. As he watched me, he was quiet and thoughtful, but then he played with the little ring in his lip, and I got the sense that maybe he was waiting for something.

“Yeah,” he said suddenly. “You’re not spontaneous. Definitely buttoned up. You’ve got a whole…” He waved his hand toward me. “Maiden aunt thing going on, but yeah. Interpret Venus in Furs for me.”

This was a test. Like seeing if I’d fly to London for a second interview. And I had… personal experience… with the über-wealthy. How do you feel about celebrities?


I could go along with whatever this was.

“It’s based off of Leopold von Sacher-Masoch’s book of the same name— it’s not a book I have ever written into any curriculum. Have you read it?” I asked.

“A story about a man who wants to submit to and be dominated by women?” Alfred asked. “Fuck, yes. Twice.” He shifted. “I didn’t understand it either time.”

I smiled, and waited. Because this was certain to get worse before it got better.

“Have you read it?” he asked.

“No,” I answered, honestly. And that seemed to surprise him. I wondered why. He’d already pegged me as a boring, old maid. Of course I wouldn’t have read a book about sado-masochism, bondage, and dominance. “But I love Lou Reed, so I know the Velvet Underground.”

Behind him a door opened and a woman walked out. This was the sort of person I’d expected to interview me. Someone slightly older than myself, dressed like she’d come to work and not just run out of clean clothes to wear. She handed a file to Alfred, and then she left.

“Next question.” He opened the file and held up two pictures. “Who are these men?”

“Winston Churchill and Eminem.”

“And these?” He held up another two pictures.

“Justin Timberlake and David Beckham.”

“So you don’t live under a rock, Miss Burns,” he said.

I swallowed hard and clenched my teeth. “No, Mr. Tennyson, I don’t.”

“Then how have you not recognized who I am?” He flung the pictures away and stared at me, waiting.

I stared back, and as recognition dawned, I realized I was the stupidest person who’d ever lived. My face heated, and as much as I wanted to drop my gaze and hide my embarrassment, I didn’t. All I could do was hope my voice didn’t shake when I answered. “You’re Tennyson Blake,” I said. “Lead guitarist for Rochester’s Pathos.” I’d waxed poetic about Velvet Underground while sitting across from one of the most celebrated musicians and lyricists of all time. Stupid.

“You didn’t recognize me,” he said.

“Not at first,” I admitted and then I remembered the man whose wallet I’d returned. “And that was Diego Martin. Outside.”

“You saw him? He tried to leave before you arrived.” Tennyson shrugged. “He liked the first candidate.”

“But he didn’t even meet me,” I argued before closing my mouth shut with a snap.

“Diego goes with his gut, and he liked the other girl.” Tennyson cupped his stubble-lined jaw and leaned his elbow on his knee. “Woman. Sorry.”

All right, then. “Do you have any other questions for me?”

“No.” But he continued to stare at me. Since the interview was over, and I clearly hadn’t gotten the position, I let myself glance away from him.

I felt every hour of time that had passed between my interview in New York, and my arrival here. No doubt I looked horrible, and no doubt I’d made a fool of myself.

A chime sounded, and I glanced at Tennyson. He was staring down at his phone and smiling. “Everyone agrees. You’re it. The woman to teach our adorable little gremlin.” He held out his hand, and a little shocked, I took it. “Welcome to the family, Miss Burns.”
Ripley Proserpina. Just Jayne (Kindle Locations 165-207).

In spite of not wanting to get involved, Tennyson, Lee, Klaus, and Diego were determined to make Jayne theirs.

I fell in love with their daughter Sophie, and their interactions with her were priceless.

There is a major secret here though, one that could ruin everything. So much subterfuge and almost truths.

I couldn’t put this book down as clues get dropped as to the origin of the secret in the creepiest of ways. We get a look at the lifestyle of the rich and famous, as well as a bit of the crazy music world.

Plenty of clues, some laughs, and off the charts heat as this tale unfolds.

5 Contented Purrs for Ripley!

Ripley Proserpina

Ripley Proserpina spends her days huddled near a fire in the frozen northern wilds of Vermont. She lives with her family, two magnificent cats, and one dog who aspires to cat-hood. She is the author of the Reverse Harem series, The Searchers, Midnight’s Crown, and the young adult/fantasy duet, Wishes and Curses.

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While Beauty Sleeps by Ripley Proserpina

While Beauty Sleeps
Ripley Proserpina


There once was a girl who was born to be cursed. By no fault of her own, she was doomed to remind her kingdom of everything ugly. No matter how many good deeds she did or how kind she was, it was her destiny to die, and take her kingdom with her. Her mother and father wept when they saw her, and the witch who cursed her celebrated gleefully as each year passed.

Except there was hope. Her sisters, older and wiser, and with no small amount of magic of their own, countered the witch’s curse. If Kumiko could be loved, truly loved, the curse would be broken, and everyone would see what the witch had hidden.

But all her life, Kumiko had been let down—by the parents who hid her away and by an ill-fated curse.

Until they arrived.

Four princes, full of smug confidence and pride, were determined to break the princess’s curse before her twenty-first birthday.

All they had to do was fall in love.

I frequently cry over fairy tales and this one is no exception. I love the princes who travel to meet her, all four of them come with thoughts of the money involved in helping to break the curse. That quickly changes as they get to know her.

Kumiko’s curse appeared differently to everyone who sees her face. She really had decided to accept her fate as put forth by her curse. However Wataru, Reiji, Dai, and Goro, Princes on Iriogaki in Sara, have more than just curiosity about the princess and they aren’t going to give up easily.

This is made apparent when even after seeing her face they refuse to leave. This is a favorite scene from as they followed Wataru to his room.

I knew my friends would follow me into my room, but in the seconds after seeing Kumiko’s face and hurrying away, I wasn’t aware of anything but what I’d seen. Her words replayed in my head. “I’m not actually ugly.”

Tripping up the steps to my room, I clutched at the bannister.

“Keep going,” Reiji whispered behind me, voice tight. “Hurry.”

I was going as fast as I could, but everything was a blur. Twice more I tripped. The second time, I hit my knees so hard, I knew I’d have bruises.

Somehow, I made it to my room, opened the door and found a chair to collapse into. Then I dropped my head into my hands and wondered how the hell I kept myself from doing exactly what I promised myself I wouldn’t.

Because I wanted to.

I wanted to run away. My suitcase was still open, and in seconds, I could have that thing packed and be out the door. By the end of the day, I could be on Iriogaki and this would be nothing but a nightmare.

Her face.


Her face.

It wasn’t her features, I couldn’t recall those, but as soon as her scarf had slipped below her chin, I’d been hit with a wave of revulsion. Thank God, Kumiko’s eyes had been closed.

“It’s all in our head,” Dai said, but his normally deep voice was paper thin. It wavered and broke as he tried to go on. “It wasn’t her we saw, but the curse.”

Reiji made a noise and with a thump, hit the ground. Head low, he took deep breaths as if he was trying to keep himself from passing out. Or throwing up. “She was right,” he said. “We thought we were so different. I want to leave.” He glanced up, face pale and lips white. “If I could go right now, I would.”

“I know,” I whispered. Part of me wished I’d listened to Kumiko and hadn’t seen her face, but another, much smaller though still vocal part, yelled out that it would be just as awful no matter when it happened. “But we won’t.”

“It’s not her,” Reiji said, and then, “Poor girl. No wonder she hides.”

“Can you imagine?” It was the first time Goro spoke. Trembling, he took his glasses off and pressed the heels of his palms against his closed eyes. “She knows what she shows us isn’t who she is. Guys, her whole life is made up of moments like the one we just had. Thank God she couldn’t see us.”

Dai nodded. “If the witch who cursed her ever appeared again—” He threatened what I was sure everyone who knew Kumiko wanted to do. “And last night, I judged her family for eating without her…” He stared off into space, wrapped up in wherever his thoughts had gone.

“So we agree,” I said, digging deep for confidence. “We stay.”

“Of course,” Goro answered.

“Yes,” Dai stated simply. “I won’t leave her now. Especially not now.”

“We are her friends,” Reiji said. “We’ll prove it.”

A soft knock on the door had us startling, showing just how off balance we were. I waited until my friends nodded and then stood. My body swayed and I held onto the back of the chair to get my bearings before going to answer it.

Aoi, Miori, and Fuyumi stood outside. Miori chewed her lip nervously while Aoi’s sharp gaze studied us. Fuyumi crossed her arms. “She showed you.” A statement, not a question, but I nodded anyway. “Stupid. I’ll have a car meet you downstairs. Can you be ready in an hour?”

“We’re not leaving,” Reiji answered quickly. “We’re regrouping.”

Aoi and Miori wore similar shocked expressions, but Fuyumi narrowed her eyes. “Regrouping?”

“Yes.” Goro wiped the lenses of his glasses on his shirt before putting them back on. “She asked us to leave her after she showed us. So we did.”

“What did you say?” The normally quiet Miori pushed Fuyumi aside. “Why would she tell you to leave? And if she did, why are you still here?”

“Before she showed us,” I answered. “We agreed to come back to our rooms immediately after she showed us. We didn’t say anything.”

“Not a gasp? Not a scream?” Aoi asked.

“No,” Dai replied.

“And you’re staying?” Aoi went on.

“Yes,” I answered.

“Huh.” Aoi lifted an eyebrow before turning back to her sisters. “Okay. So, they’re staying.”

“Do you see the curse?” Goro asked. No one seemed closer to Kumiko than her sisters, and from what I’d heard, they were the ones who had been able to counter the witch’s curse. Was it possible that by doing so, it somehow didn’t affect them?

“Yes,” Aoi answered. “When we look at Kumiko, we don’t see her face. Her real face.”

“How—” he began to ask but then stopped abruptly when Fuyumi took a threatening step forward.

“She’s more than her curse.” Fuyumi’s shoulders slumped. “And she’s our baby sister.”

“Every day we wish we were stronger. We wish we were able to undo what the witch did. But we were children, and the way we countered the curse was the way a child would,” Miori went on.

“With a prince’s kiss,” I said, realization dawning.

“Yes,” Miori said. “But the prince must truly love her.”
Ripley Proserpina. While Beauty Sleeps (Kindle Locations 887-930).

Now winning over the princess while not seeing her face is a challenge, but these guys are more than up to that challenge.

I loved the slow build, the incidents that complicate things even more, and the absolute love they manage to share.

Plenty of tears and laughter,Mr. Whiskers, Goro’s very large cat has quite the personality as well.

5 contented Purrs for Ripley!

Ripley Proserpina

Ripley Proserpina spends her days huddled near a fire in the frozen northern wilds of Vermont. She lives with her family, two magnificent cats, and one dog who aspires to cat-hood. She is the author of the Reverse Harem series, The Searchers, Midnight’s Crown, and the young adult/fantasy duet, Wishes and Curses.

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Forge and Fire – The Replacement Book 1 By Ripley Proserpina

Forge and Fire
The Replacement Book 1
Ripley Proserpina


Sticks and stones and moss and leaves… that’s what Tatiana is made of.

Tatiana is a replacement—an exchanged child—created to take the place of a perfect human baby and left in a cradle on a cold, winter night.

But twenty years later, her time is running out. The creature who made Tatiana returns and challenges everything she knows. Not only is Tatiana not human, and her family not her family, but the human world is killing her.

Determined to give her family the life—and daughter—they deserve, Tatiana journeys to a strange world, one of fire and dust, and concrete and glass. There, she’ll risk everything to find the human girl she replaced, and make things right.

But she won’t be alone. Grisha, a roamer, and Fedir, a mysterious shifter, find her and vow to help her.

And they aren’t the only ones.

Soon, Shubin, Taras, and Kopala, are caught up in Tatiana’s quest. Fascinated by this exchanged girl, the five otherworldly creatures will put their trust in her.

But hope is a fragile thing, and Tatiana’s been burned before. Will she come to believe she’s finally found a place to belong?

**Forge and Fire is a slow burn reverse harem romance**

I love the world Ripley has created for this series. The past is the beginning as the rusalka looks at the human child and desires to keep her.

Almost twenty years later the story continues as Tatiana with her mother finds she has little time to live and there is no possible cure. It’s once her father, brother and grandmother (Babusya) show up that she finds out exactly what she is.

Her Babusya lets her know in a rather brutal way and the rusalka had to come to the human world to save her. A replacement, Tatiana shouldn’t have lived beyond a few days after the exchange. However the rusalka was followed and this is when Tatiana is offered a choice.

This is one of my favorite scenes.

“Why are you here?” Tatiana asked, ignoring the fact that yet another person had pointed out her short life span.

“I saw a rusalka. And I’m a curious guy.”

“You followed her here.”

“Yes.” He shifted, moving gracefully from the floor to the bed. “Here. I can’t stay much longer, but when I saw you, I realized I had to offer you the choice.”

Tatiana stared at him in confusion. “I understand the individual words leaving your mouth, but the way you string them together makes no sense.” He laughed again, the dull light from the one lamp left in her room turning his hair the color of a summer sunset. Leaning over, he knocked her gently with his shoulder. “As a feia, you have a right to live in Korolevstvo. I’ll take you.”

“Again. No idea what you’re talking about.”

One side of Grisha’s mouth lifted in a half-smile, but it didn’t touch his eyes. “You don’t have much time left. Korolevstvo is our home. The place where people like you and me come from. You’re not meant to live here, surrounded by iron.” He let out a breath and grimaced. “It’s in the air from a hundred and fifty years of smelting. No wonder you are sick.”

Tatiana studied him. His eyes were compassionate, and he didn’t say a word as she trailed her gaze over his features and clothing, down to his shoes. “What is feia?” she asked again.

Grisha sighed. “It’s impossible to describe us, because we are everything.” His smile this time was a little wicked and had Tatiana wishing her bedroom had two doors. “It’s much easier to show you what feia are.”

Talking to Grisha was like talking in circles and riddles. He made no sense. But then again, nothing in her life made sense right now. She wanted to disbelieve him. He had to be crazy.

Except he had the same explanation as Babusya. They used the same words: exchanged child, changeling.

“I don’t trust you.”

“Nor should you!” He adjusted his position, pausing before he perched on the bed. “May I?”

She waved her hand. “Go ahead.”

“There aren’t many like you, but seeing the rusalka has piqued my curiosity. I can’t help wondering, who did you replace? Is your human counterpart alive? Hidden in Korolevstvo?” He glanced out the window and ran his fingers down his face. It made a rough sound and Tatiana found herself studying Grisha closer.

“You have stubble.” She almost lifted her hand to touch him.

He grinned. “Yes. Even if I am different, I am still male. We— most of us— grow hair on our bodies. Some of us more than others.”

“Like Bigfoot?”

“You’re trying to trick me.” He seemed to enjoy her joke. Actually, he seemed to enjoy everything she did, if his grin was anything to go by. Tatiana relaxed into her pillows. She should have been much more worried than she was, but Grisha put her at ease. “Trickery is a feia trait. I hope you’ll come to believe what I tell you. It will be the only thing to save your life.”

It may have been crazy, but Tatiana was starting to believe him. Babusya was one thing, but for Grisha to arrive so closely on the heels of her revelation…

And of course, there was the rusalka.

Was that creature her true mother? If what she said was true, she’d fashioned Tatiana and breathed life into her form. But she loved her family. Those feelings were real, weren’t they?

“Am I not real?” she asked.

Rather than put her at ease, Grisha merely shrugged. “As real as me.”

“My family is here. My mother, father, brother.” She clenched her teeth together before uttering, “And my babusya.”

“They’re not really your family,” he said, not unkindly. “They have a daughter, and she is not you.”

“Do you think she’s still alive?”

“The real you?” he asked.

Ouch. “I’m the real me,” she countered, but… “Yeah. Her.”

“Maybe, if the rusalka didn’t lose interest in the child as she got older. She came here when you were in distress, so she does have some maternal instincts.” Grisha pushed off the bed. “I don’t know how you stand it. I’m getting sick to my stomach. Are you coming or not?”

How could she leave her family? Even if they weren’t her family by birth, they were certainly the family of her heart. And it would destroy them if she just disappeared.

“Thank you, Grisha,” she said. “I can’t go with you.”

He narrowed his eyes, face wiped clean of the smile she’d gotten used to. “You’ll die here.”

She couldn’t shrug like it wouldn’t matter, but her family was more important to her than anything. And no one could tell her for sure she wouldn’t survive. She’d made it this long, hadn’t she? Grisha waited, but Tatiana could see that his skin had lost some of its glow, and between his statement and her silence, his eyes had become sunken.

“I can’t.”

As if he couldn’t wait another moment, he stood. The wind blew outside her window and he turned toward it. He tilted his head, listening, before he faced her again. “Good luck to you, exchanged girl.”

“You scared the crap out of me Grisha, but it’s been interesting. Thanks for not murdering me.”

His eyes lit up, and he laughed, but sobered quickly. “It is a waste for you to stay here.”
Ripley Proserpina. Forge and Fire: The Replacement Book 1 (Kindle Locations 455-458).

Grisha is only the first feia to make an appearance on this very strange night. For Tatiana the second one from Fedir helps her to decide on a path to bring the human Tatiana back where she belongs.

Korolevstvo is a strange and alive world, filled with many dangers and it also seemed to be poisoned. I loved the way Tatiana meets the rest of her guys Kopala, Shubin and Taras. Each of them does something to help and protect her.

Plenty of action, as we get to know this world and the feia that inhabit it. As they decide to stay together there are other problems to resolve.

I can’t wait to see this relationship grow and what other things they will face in the next book.

5 Contented Purrs for Ripley!

Ripley Proserpina

Ripley Proserpina spends her days huddled near a fire in the frozen northern wilds of Vermont. She lives with her family, two magnificent cats, and one dog who aspires to cat-hood. She is the author of the Reverse Harem series, The Searchers, Midnight’s Crown, and the young adult/fantasy duet, Wishes and Curses.

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Christmas Countdown! The Thief of Hearts: A Reverse Harem Mystery by Ripley Proserpina

The Thief Of Hearts
A Reverse Harem Mystery
Ripley Proserpina


A stolen artifact…
A mysterious trio of brothers…

After years of working her way to the top, Shira Rose is finally curating her first art exhibit and auction at the exclusive Lohse and Gottleib House. But when she’s thrust into the middle of a decades-old mystery, what should be the culmination of her dreams turns into a disaster.

And it only gets worse.

With only eight days until the auction, the gallery is robbed and Shira ends up running for her life. In the nick of time, three dark figures step out of the shadows to save her life.

But things don’t add up, and Shira begins to wonder—can she trust these men? Or is she merely a pawn in a darker game?

**This is a standalone reverse harem mystery. It was previously released in the anthology, Snow and Seduction.**

Another story set during the Eight Days of Hanukkah, this one a mystery with a reverse harem theme.

Shira has just been promoted to curator at the exclusive Lohse and Gottleib House, as she’s putting the final touches on her first solo auction her boss throws five new items at her to be included.

Each of these items needs to have the provenances validated before they can be added to the sale. These documents authenticate the items are legitimately obtained. For Shira that means very late nights and missing Hanukkah with her grandmother.

Even with the warning from her receptionist, she forgets to call for a car before leaving close to midnight and gets mugged. Managing to get away she is aided when she falls by some very handsome men.

This is a favorite scene.

Throwing her weight to the side, she knocked into the man, sending him sprawling to the ground. He landed with an “oomph!” and she took off, tearing down the street as fast as she could run, and slipping on the ice that had formed when the sun went down. She skidded into the side of the building as she ran around the corner toward the bright lights of the 24-hour Denny’s a block away.

She couldn’t hear anything over her breathing, and the pathetic, half-sob, half-squeaks, she was making as she ran. But she imagined the man behind her, running full-tilt, ready to lunge and drag her into an alley to finish her off.

The lights bobbed ahead of her. Almost there. Safety was ten feet away. She was going to make it.

Her foot hit a slick patch of pavement, and her legs flew out from under her. She saw the lights and darker rooftops against the lighter, city-lit sky before her head cracked into the pavement.

Now the only stars she saw were the ones dancing in front of her eyes as she waited to be murdered.

Her breath made little white clouds. Move. Get up.

Her body wouldn’t obey. Like earlier, it let her down. Far away, someone ran toward her. Here they come. This is the end.

Green eyes met hers, and a warm hand cupped her cheek. “Are you okay? Don’t move. Dov!”

Shira couldn’t move if she wanted to.

Another set of green eyes in a more serious face appeared next to the first. The man studied her and frowned. “Stay still. You’re okay.” Shira glanced up at the sky, but it was hidden by the men. A moment later the two were joined by a third man, and then another.

Four beautiful faces stared back at her. “Wow,” she breathed. Later, she could blame fright and adrenaline for her slip-up, but right now, Shira would enjoy the sense of shelter and protection these guys gave her.

“What happened, Ravi?” the serious man asked. Shira’s gaze slid toward the man to whom the question was addressed. Ravi. She made a mental note. Worried green eyes and warm hands.

“She ran and slipped, Dov,” Ravi answered shortly. The frowning man had a name, Dov.

Her head was starting to pound, a concentrated throb right on the back of her skull. Slapping her hands around the pavement, Shira tried to find a patch that wasn’t ice to push herself up.

“Whoa.” Dov touched her arm, pressing lightly to keep her in place.

“I have things to do,” she said, stupidly. “I need to go.”

“Help her.” Ravi sounded out of breath. His words tumbled over each other, and his eyes were wild. He glanced from one face to another, and when no one did what he asked, he slid his arm around her shoulders. “I got you,” he whispered. “Call the ambulance, Dov.”


“Call them!”
Proserpina, Ripley. The Thief of Hearts: A Reverse Harem Mystery .(Kindle Locations 231-250). Kindle Edition.

However, not all is altruistic with these guys.

As Shira works hard to try to validate the new items, the guys keep turning up. Ravi takes her to a Hanukkah dinner at his grandmother’s and then things start getting a bit crazy.

A break-in, an arrest, some interesting and conflicting documentation and a relationship that gets real hot, very fast with what appears to be the wrong man.

I really enjoyed this holiday tale, the story emerges over the eight days and has plenty of suspense, drama and sizzle.

5 Contented Purrs for Ripley!

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Ripley Proserpina spends her days huddled near a fire in the frozen northern wilds of Vermont. She lives with her family, two magnificent cats, and one dog who aspires to cat-hood. She is the author of the Reverse Harem series, The Searchers, and “Missing Linc” from the paranormal series, The Aegeans in the horror romance anthology, Bloody Kisses.

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Release Blitz! Two New Novels by Ripley Proserpina! Finding Nora and Finding Valor



Finding Nora
Searchers Book 1.5
Ripley Proserpina


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Cleared by the police of any wrongdoing in a school shooting, Nora’s finally looking to her future with hope. She and her five guys are ready to move on with their lives, and take their unconventional relationship to the next level.

But not everyone is ready to accept her innocence. Viewed as a monster by the people in her small town, and put in a frightening position by the people claiming to help her, Nora has to make a choice between what she wants, and what she believes is best for the men she loves.

Will her budding relationship be strong enough to survive these new challenges, or will it all be too much, and she’ll be alone again?

Still recovering from her injuries, Nora needs to contribute to the household.

When an opportunity comes to her through Tyler a friend of Cai’s she listens carefully to Dr. Murray as he describes the study he is involved in and the benefits to her, housing on campus and classes to reach her goal of a teaching degree.

She is going into this with her eyes open but the first interview and coffee with the Dr.’s colleagues ends with an experiment that ends badly.

The guys don’t like her going off by herself after an unpleasant confrontation with a reporter Seok escorted her to the appointment and returned to pick her up.

This is a favorite scene.

“Let’s go.” Glowering at the men, Seok wrapped his arm around her, leading her down the street.

She gave a little squeal when he brushed against one of the wounds on her side. The seatbelt had dug into her with such force her blood pulsed beneath the older injury. She’d have a hell of a bruise later.

“Are you okay?” he stopped, putting his hands on her shoulders, and bending his knees a little bit to see her face.

“My side,” she whispered. “The seatbelt dug into it.”

“Can I look?” She glanced back over her shoulder where Dr. Murray’s team still stood, but nodded.

Slowly, he lifted her sweatshirt and t-shirt, hissing in a breath when he saw the clear contact abrasion of the seatbelt against her skin. The healing bullet graze looked okay, it wasn’t bleeding, but the abrasion went right across it.

“He did this?” he asked, voice shaking with anger.

“I didn’t realize.”

He lowered her shirt gently, and placing his hand on her cheek, leaned forward to kiss her on the forehead. One moment he held her, then he took off like a shot. A blur of movement, he sprinted down the road and leapt at Nils.

The man let out a soft, “Omph,” when Seok tackled him. He managed to land one blow before Grant and Dr. Murray wrestled him off Nils.

“You fucking asshole,” he said, shaking out his fist.

Shock kept her in place, but now she rushed to him, holding his arm, putting her body between him and the team.

“She’s fucking injured. What is wrong with you?” He was genuinely confused. “Is this how you run your lab?” he asked Dr. Murray. “Because I’m sure the college is going to wonder about this. You want her to trust you? To work with you? Maybe you should try a little goddamned compassion.”

The doctor shook his head, while Nora kept her eye on Nils. A dark bruise formed on the man’s cheek, and she waited for him to retaliate. Seok packed a punch, but he didn’t seem bothered. It was weird.

“I’m sorry, Seok. Honestly.” “

I really am sorry as well, Seok,” Nils added. “Look, if punching me makes you feel better. Do it again. I was wrong. It wasn’t funny.”

“You’re goddamn right it’s not funny.” Turning his back on the others, he strode to her. Her body jerked when she tried to go to him. Jessica held her arm. Distracted by the fight, she hadn’t realized the woman’s hands were on her. When she tried to move again, Jessica let her go.

“I want to go home,” she told him. “Can we please go?”

Pressing a kiss to the top of her head, he held her to his chest. “You okay?” His voice was calm, but she knew him well enough now to catch the fury.

“I’m pissed and my side hurts.”

He stepped away from her, tracing her face with his gaze. It dropped to her lips, and he leaned in, kissing her. He wrapped his arms around her before burying his face in her neck, and giving her a soft kiss.

“Let’s go.” As they got out of earshot, he took her hand. “Will you tell me what happened?”

Leaning her head on his arm, and squeezing his hand tightly, she nodded. Seok, she could trust. She’d tell him anything he wanted to know.
Ripley Proserpina. Finding Nora (Kindle Locations 656-687). After Glows.

Personally I wouldn’t have given the man the time of day and would have reported the whole thing to the Dean. That’s just me though.

Things get weirder and weirder with this study and Nora gets more frustrated not only with it, but with her inability to get a job.

Nothing seems to be going right except her relationships with her men. However that has it’s moments too.

Suspenseful, romantic and enough going on to keep you turning the pages to see what happens next.

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Finding Valor
Searchers Book 2
Ripley Prosperina


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Forgiveness is out of reach…

Nora’s relationship with Ryan, Seok, Apollo, Matisse, and Cai is everything she could want. Never believing she’d fall in love, the acceptance they offer her is the only thing standing between her and a world that still hates her, no matter her innocence. Falling into a routine with the guys, she finally lets herself relax and dream about the future.

Until the past catches up with them…

Suddenly, Ryan’s entire future is at stake, and a man from his past, one with good reason to hate him, arrives to take the things he’s worked so hard to build. Rather than fight, Ryan wants to submit, weighed down with the guilt he believes he deserves. Pushing Nora away, he distances himself from her and his friends, placing everything they have at risk.

Can Nora help Ryan heal? He has to believe the person he’s become is nothing like the man he was, but all he sees in the mirror is evil. Will he ever believe he’s earned her love and the chance to be happy?

Finding Valor centers on Ryan. Ryan status for the local Law School has gone from early admission to waitlisted. His calls are not returned and finally Nora convinces him to go in person to see the Dean.

What he finds out is disturbing on a lot of levels yet he feels he deserves the censure and to be waitlisted. Although the question remains, who dug into his past to sabotage him.

This is a favorite scene between him and the Dean.

“Mr. Valore,” she began. “Our school’s mission may seem antiquated, but it has a purpose. We want to graduate lawyers who are truly guided by a moral and ethical code.”

“I understand.” He was not the kind of student they were looking for.

“Any student who may not meet this standard is immediately suspended or waitlisted while an investigation takes place.”

The irony of a school requiring their students to hold themselves to a higher standard, suspending— or in his case waitlisting— accused students before asking for evidence, was not lost on him.

“I’ve spoken to your professor, Erik Bismarck, and he assures me you would be a boon to our program.”

Some of his tension left him. Was there hope?

“He told me about your work with Legal Aid and your support of the accused school shooter, Nora Leslie. You apparently went above and beyond your role as intern. You let her live with you when she was evicted and lost her job?”


“Mr. Valore, we will be taking a closer look at your case, but until then, you remain on the waitlist. CCSL has a student committee who will have the final say on your admission. They put you on the waitlist.”

“Someone on the committee wanted me to be waitlisted?”

“Your name was brought to the attention of the committee, but the committee is not one person. It is not an entity out to get you, Mr. Valore. I promise.”

“Of course not… But so I understand, the student committee has the final say on all incoming students?”

“No,” she clarified. “The student committee is one part of the admissions process. However, they do have the final say on any student who has been waitlisted or might be expelled.”

“Dean Williams,” he ventured. “The thing I don’t understand is, who would have brought me to the attention of the committee?”

“Vermont is a small state. It isn’t hard to run into someone who knows your story. I can’t go to the grocery store without meeting a cousin of a cousin of a cousin.”

His mind went a mile-a-minute, trying to think of someone who knew of his past, who believed he was a liar, and who knew of the requirements of CCSL.

Someone had it out for him; someone wanted him to get what he deserved. Because he did deserve to be waitlisted. What right did he have to move on with his life? No matter who he was now, he’d once stolen someone’s future.
Ripley Proserpina. Finding Valor (Kindle Locations 335-360). After Glows.

Nora has unwittingly met the person responsible for Ryan’s problems. It throws a bit of a wrench into their relationships as does an enlightening session with Dr. Murray and his cohort Dr. Chase. Love that Nora catches something here as well.

Communication is key in this form of relationship and while all the guys know each others secrets Nora does not.

The time has come to see if this relationship really can work.

Piecing together the mystery of the waitlist, a life-threatening illness and more weirdness thanks to the study. All these challenges and some really sizzling scenes will keep you from putting this book down.

I can’t wait to see what’s next for these intriguing characters.

5 Contented Purrs for Ripley!

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Ripley Proserpina spends her days huddled near a fire in the frozen northern wilds of Vermont. She lives with her family, two magnificent cats, and one dog who aspires to cat-hood. She is the author of the Reverse Harem series, The Searchers, and “Missing Linc” from the paranormal series, The Aegeans in the horror romance anthology, Bloody Kisses.

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Meeting Them
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Paloma has paid over and over for one mistake. Can the McQueen brothers be the heroes she needs or just more villains to destroy her?

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Finding Nora

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Lost, angry, and with zero options, will Nora sabotage the best thing to ever happen to her?

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Ellie’s fed up. When secrets are revealed, honey won’t be the only thing her bears are after.

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After Caitlyn’s life falls apart, can she trust her old racing competitors to help her build a new future?

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Fairies, lies, and denial. Lily’s life will never be the same.

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Happily ever after doesn’t always come easy. Sometimes you have to fight for your fairy tale.

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When three magnetic strangers begin to pursue college student Emma Harris, she wonders if there is more going on than meets the eye. Will discovering the truth ruin everything?

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Sworn enemies on different sides of the battle. Will Evie cross the line to meet the men she is destined to be with?

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Finding Honor
The Searchers Book 1
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Love finds her in her darkest hours…

Nora Leslie’s twenty-year existence revolved around one thing—survival. A split second decision under a hail of gunfire saves the lives of her students and alters her own forever.

When she wakes in the hospital, Nora finds herself a suspect in the worst tragedy to ever strike her small college town. Thrust into the spotlight as the villain, instead of the hero, she is in desperate need of allies

A chance meeting introduces her to Ryan Valore, a young law student searching to outrun the guilt of his past. With the world turned against her, Nora accepts his aid, and the help of his roommates, a group of guys with pasts as dark as her own. For them, Nora is everything they never believed they deserved.

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Imagine you did something incredibly brave and then were accused of somehow perpetuating that something. Called a person of interest in the case.

That is what happened to Nora, all because at one point in her life the one who did the deed and died was her foster brother.

As a result while she is in the hospital recovering from the gunshot wound inflicted on her, she loses everything. Her job, her apartment, all her belongings and her reputation all of it gone in a blink of an eye.

Ryan is her lawyer’s intern. When he discovers her plight he approaches his roommates with a request for her to stay with them. Seok, Apollo, Cai and Matisse agreed although Seok seemed to have some reservations.

Here is the scene when they all meet. It is the first clue we get of what might come to be.

“This is Apollo Morris, Matisse Boudreau, and Cai Josephs.” Ryan pointed to each person.

The first guy, Apollo, was one of the biggest people Nora ever met. She hoped the chair was strong enough to hold him. When he stood, she bet he would tower over her by at least a foot. His shoulders were twice her width, but his smile was open and friendly. His white teeth stood out in his dark-skinned, handsome face. He had a dimple in one cheek, and dark framed glasses he pushed into place before letting one arm drop onto his lap. His other arm was propped on the table, giving her a view of his chest. His muscles stretched the seams of his t-shirt to the ripping point.

Matisse Boudreau, pale and somehow graceful, sat between Apollo and Cai. He had long everything: a long, aquiline nose, long, dark hair curling around his chin, and long legs clad in dark jeans and motorcycle boots. Taken in parts, he was not handsome, but put together, the pieces fit like a puzzle. He wasn’t classically handsome, but his appearance was arresting.

Her gaze finally came to rest on Cai, and she was blinded by gold: golden hair, golden skin, golden eyes. He was healthy and strong, like he drank milk and got plenty of sun. His hands were clasped in front of him, and she could see the muscles in his arms contract as if he was squeezing his hands together. He watched her curiously, but not in the same way Apollo did. Apollo seemed friendly, while Cai and Matisse were wary.

“Nice to meet you,” Apollo ventured, getting her attention.

“Thank you for letting me stay.” She smiled at him gratefully.

A door snicked shut behind her and she turned, hoping this was the last person she had to meet, because she needed to sit. Her muscles trembled, and she could feel a clammy sweat trickling along her spine.

“This is Seok Jheon, he owns this house.” She met the dark, serious gaze of the final roommate. She searched his face for some sort of emotion, some hint of what he felt at having an interloper in his home, but he gave nothing away.

“Hello,” he said to her, his voice slightly accented, the vowels and consonants rounded.

He was tall, but not quite as tall as Ryan. The bright morning sun highlighted hair dyed cherry- red. His style was… unique. He wore red skinny jeans, and a strategically torn t-shirt revealing bright splashes of color. He reminded her of a sunset, bright but hinting at something darker.

“Hello,” she answered, her voice slightly breathless as the pain got worse. “Thank you so much for letting me stay here.”

He nodded at her, as if saying, yes, I allow you to stay here, and I can disallow it at any time. Her stomach started to roil, body screaming at her if she didn’t rest soon, then it was going to punish her.

“I’m sorry,” she voiced to no one in particular. “I need to sit.”

Voicing the need made it happen, and her knees buckled. She heard a sound like every chair suddenly scraped against the floor, but Ryan reached her first. His arms scooped beneath her legs and he lifted her effortlessly against her chest.

“I’m taking Nora to her room.”

She risked a glance at the room and found each of the guys stood, ready to catch her.
Prosperina, Riley. Finding Honor(Kindle Locations 849-874).After Glows Publishing. Kindle edition.

What none of them really expected was to fall in love with her. Nora touches each of them in a different way. So now where she had no one, she has five men who will protect her.

But can they all be in a relationship together?

A truly great beginning to a series I know I will be following. Full of conflicting feelings, protective men, and a woman who’s strength is inspiring.

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Ripley Proserpina spends her days huddled near a fire in the frozen northern wilds of Vermont. She lives with her family, two magnificent cats, and one dog who aspires to cat-hood. She is the author of the Reverse Harem series, The Searchers, and “Missing Linc” from the paranormal series, The Aegeans in the horror romance anthology, Bloody Kisses.

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