Their Blood Rite

Tamsin’s world is turned upside down after her mother’s death. Left to run Wolf Lodge on her own, she must come to terms with her grief and prepare for the spring season. To make matters worse, something is changing inside her. Rafe is the Alpha of the Cascade Pack. The Clan Meet is quickly approaching, and the location needs to be secured. He calls the lodge. A curt woman answers and informs him of her mother’s passing. Before he can respond, she disconnects. Mary never spoke of a daughter. Why would she keep such a secret from the Pack? If Tamsin was born a Shifter, a Blood Rite would be called. Challenge after challenge would take place, and the Alpha left standing would claim her as his. The Meet could quickly turn into a bloodbath. *This series changes POV's.

Women in New Orleans are dying; women New Orleans Police detective Nick Marconi has dated. To make matters worse, they've all been found with vials of his murdered sister's blood in their throats. Nick is walking a tightrope between depression and rage. His superiors are worried about his mental health, so they send him to see psychiatrist Gracie Simmons. Gracie is walking a tightrope of her own. She became a psychiatrist because she wants to help people, and in addition to private practice, she also treats police and parolees. The extra work gives her flashbacks about her father, however, a bad cop arrested when she was fifteen. Then a former flame harasses her, and her best friend turns up dead. Desperate for a distraction, she makes Nick her special project. Only...he doesn't want to be saved.

The Blood Covenant: A Primitive Rite and its Bearings on Scripture is a work by Henry Clay Trumbull. It examines the ideas and methods recognized by civilizations all over the world, even in more modern times, concerning blood sacrifice and, particularly, covenant.

Their job should be to kill me. Instead, I have become their favourite toy. The bones of every blood witch mark the entrances to the human villages. Blood magic is forbidden. It's evil incarnate. Everybody knows that. So, on my twentieth birthday, when my coven's sacred blood rite ritual reveals me as the first blood witch to appear in the last twenty years, I fully expect my bones to be added to the pile. What I don't expect is to be kidnapped by three egotistical, frustratingly gorgeous and devious witch-killing warrior immortals with a peculiar and insatiable taste for my blood. Shaw, a domineering dream-walker who collects monsters. Dorian, a broody shadow-master who likes to play with poppet dolls. And Archie, a slightly unhinged wolf shifter who enjoys pushing everyone's limits. They want something from me but refuse to tell me what. As I'm dragged into a mess of dark magic, twisted desires and an all-consuming power that marks me for death, my list of enemies grows. My old coven wants me back. My ex-fiancé has become obsessed with making me pay for betraying him. And secrets come to light that might just rip my soul to shreds. What little soul I'm clinging on to, at any rate. Their Blood Rite is Book One of the Crimson Covenant series. It's a dark, enemies to lovers, why choose romance full of magic, danger, passion, and pain. *Please Note: This is a reverse harem book and contains explicit content and darker elements, including mature language, abduction, violence, torture and dubious consent. It is not intended for anyone under 18 years of age. For full trigger warnings, see the author's website.

This is a book offering Balthasar’s theological oeuvre as a kerygma of Christ’s love proclaimed theologically as Christ’s esthetics of glory in his mission to reinvent himself, the world and us as beauty and glory. Balthasar’s hypothesis is that there is true theology and there is false theology. For him, theology is the unique science across the methods of which the decision of faith cuts, and divides it into two halves that cannot be united to each other: a genuine theology, which presupposes faith and does its thinking within the nexus of Christ and the Church; and a false theology, which rejects faith as methodologically dubious and irresponsible, and subsumes the truth of the phenomenon which discloses itself, under an anthropological truth (however this may be understood). In William Newell’s book he deeply reflects on the radical thinking being done in Catholic theology since the 1940s in Europe and now in the United States. Each chapter, each excursus, each elision, ushers the reader towards consolations without previous causes, the essence of mysticism in its first stages. The book, as with true theology, is a ‘come and see’ beckoning the reader to an endless furtherance of the archetypal experience of Christ.