All the Queen's Men World

Reverse Harem / Why Choose paranormal romances set in the same world. All the works here are standalone novels and can be read in any order.

The main series page on Amazon features only Why Choose romances that are true standalones. While they are not connected, they share series lore and rules.

Series set within the world will have their own series page. These include:

Memento Mori (2025-2026 launch)

Agents of Styx (launch pending)

Fated in Frey (launch pending)

Wolf's Bane Trilogy (launch date pending)

General series vibes: slow-burn, fated mates, and found family.

2024 Update:

The All the Queen's Men series will get a slight lore upgrade as future books release. Cronus Society will be integrated into the fictional world under a new name with new rules for the secret society. Caged Kitten, Reaper's Pack, and the Bloodline Trilogy are not included in lore updates and may have some inconsistencies from newer releases.

Reaper's Pack

One grim reaper. Three hellhounds who refuse to bow down to her. A monster hunting them in the shadows...

Ten years ago, I was judged worthy of life after death and returned to the mortal realm as a grim reaper. Scythe in hand, I guide souls to deliverance--and it's time for a promotion.

My new territory is triple the size of any I've worked before. High death rates mean one busy reaper, and the only way to keep up is with a pack of hellhounds. Faithful. Strong. Merciless. Hellhound shifters are a reaper's right hand in the field, shepherding and guarding souls until they can be reaped.

We get our pick of the litter from the best breeders in Hell, but for some reason, I'm drawn to the pack no one wants.

An alpha who refuses to yield.

A beta who doesn't take me seriously.

A runt who flinches at every command.

I want them--even if they don't want me.

Because the hunger in their eyes tells a different story. But the fact that they can't decide whether to love me or hate me, fight me or screw me, is making our situation way too complicated.

Still, I refuse to give up. If this infuriatingly handsome trio can't be trained, if we don't pass the trials, they go back to a cage and a cruel demon master.

Yeah. Not happening.Reapers and hellhounds are natural allies, and the sooner we secure our bond, the better, because as it turns out...

All our lives depend on it.

Caged Kitten

I don’t belong here.

Seriously. I don’t.

For as long as I can remember, supernatural clans took care of their own bad apples. Shifters, fae, vampires, elves, witches—we handled our crap quietly, efficiently, and within the confines of our community’s law.

Until now, apparently.

How else am I supposed to explain doing inventory in my café one minute, then waking up the next in a processing cell, cuffed and shackled to a chair, wearing a collar that mutes my magic?

I’ve never gotten so much as a parking ticket before. I’m a witch without a coven, but I play by the rules. I don’t start beef with other supers. Me and my familiar—we don’t make waves. We like cozy, rainy Sunday afternoons and the smell of freshly baked bread.

So, whatever they’ve got on me, it’s nonsense.

I know, I know. That’s what everyone in Xargi Penitentiary says. Innocent. Innocent. Innocent.

Only the creatures around me aren’t always so innocent, and even inside these four walls, trapped by wards and warlocks and wolves, my past threatens to damn me.

Until I find a non-magical way out of this, my wits are all I’ve got.

Well, my wits… and the gruff dragon shifter who looks at me like I’m treasure he’s desperate to hoard. The gorgeous fae who delights in the fact that I’m not impressed with him. Oh, and the brooding vampire who could tempt me into darkness with his smile.

But I’m not here to make friends or fall in love. I don’t belong in Xargi Penitentiary, and if it’s the last thing I ever do, I’m getting out.

Or… I just might die trying.