Anarchy by JB Trepagnier

A Paranormal Reverse Harem Romance

A magical library, a primordial god, and a librarian who is sick of your shit

Anarchy

Well, that certainly sucks!

We freed Talvath, then we lost Talvath. And the bastard took Bram with him. For all we know, he’s back in Hell building an army to destroy my library. According to Balthazar, Silvaria and Dorian are on their way back to the US now that he’s liberated a large sum of money from their bank accounts. Kaine and the Paranormal Investigation Bureau will be waiting for them.

I know Silvaria though. She thinks she has a god under her control. She’s going to want Reyson at the bank with her. I swear to Lilith, if she breaks my library, I’m going to kill her twice. I’m going to let Reyson and Balthazar get creative, then if Bram ever comes back, I’ll unleash him on what’s left over.

No one messes with my library.

Genre: FICTION / Romance / Paranormal / Witches

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Romance / Paranormal / Shifters

Language: English

Keywords: reverse harem paranormal, reverse harem witches, reverse harem gods, reverse harem vampires, reverse harem shifters

Word Count: 87190

Sales info:

This was an international best seller when it debuted. It's grossed over 5 figures and continued to sell well.


Sample text:

I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and noticed I had a message from Ravyn. She’d sent me a selfie with Killian. Okay, I had to respond.

Ripley:

Bitch, why is your hair red? I love it!

Ravyn:

Valentine has been doing a dig in Norway and Ireland. He found a secret burial chamber for the Cult of the Aether Sisters. He’s bringing me presents.

Ripley:

And what do we say when stupid wolf archaeologists show up bearing cursed objects?

Ravyn:

Add to cart?

Ripley:

Take what he’s bringing and send him on his way. He’s not worth it!

He wasn’t. Valentine was an idiot. He tried to cosplay Indiana Jones super hard. He didn’t even know how to use the fucking whip he wore on his waist. Ravyn had fallen hard when she first got hired at the museum. Valentine didn’t give me any reason to dislike him at first, but I still did.

He kept trying to get her to get me to stock his books in the Library of the Profane. So I tried reading one, and it was… terrible. A first hand account of an archaeologist discovering ancient treasures or lost objects would ordinarily be something I would love to have stocked. Except that wasn’t what he wrote. His books were more about how he fucked his way through the local women, and avoided fights with the men who were pissed off about it.


Book translation status:

The book is available for translation into any language except those listed below:

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Portuguese
Already translated. Translated by Adelina Simões
Spanish
Already translated. Translated by Laura Zapata

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