His arms flailed as the vortex of water began to crush him. Ivy knew she should stop, but he would pay for what he’d done.

Ivy is a Lake Dweller, a shy and awkward member of an ancient race that can heal by touch. Whilst trying to stay under the radar, Ivy discovers she has inherited an ancient power once forbidden, called water weaving. Follow Ivy’s adventures as she attempts to control her new gift and escape those who would control her for it. This book contains maximum peril, romance, kidnapping, running and chasing, more bad guys than you can shake a stick at and a whole lot of water.

There’s something in the lake. Something that shouldn’t be there. Watching. Waiting. And very deadly.

The one thing that sucks more than being kidnapped, is waking up in the Arizona desert not knowing who or what you are. In between working for the Council Elders and trying to control my nightmares, there’s something wrong with the lakes and only the fae can help.

When desiccated bodies begin to turn up, all fingers point to Ivy. Arrested and threatened with execution, can Ivy prove her innocence in time?

Oxford, England. The city of dreaming spires. A city of dark secrets and death. Torn from her friends and the home she once shared with Kane, Ivy is sent back to England in disgrace. After being set up for murder, with no one to back her up, Ivy must learn to trust again if she has any chance of survival.

“They say ‘Time heals all wounds.’ Well not mine. Time has re-opened my wounds and cruelly torn them apart!”