Beauty met the Beast and there was . . . Bloody murder?

It's the Annual Ambassadorial Ball in Glause, and Lady Isabella Farrah, the daughter of New Civet's Ambassador, is feeling pleasantly scintillated.
In the library is Lord Pecus, a charming gentleman whose double mask hides a beastly face, and who has decided that Isabella is the very person to break the Pecus curse.
In the ball-room is young Lord Topher, who is rapidly falling in love with an older woman.
And in the card-room, lying in a pool of his own blood, is the body of one of Isabella's oldest friends: Raoul, Civet's Head Guardsman. The papers sewn into his sash seem to suggest espionage gone wrong, but Isabella is not so certain.
Lord Pecus, as Commander of the Watch, is of the opinion that Isabella should keep out of the investigation and out of danger. Isabella is of the opinion that it is her murder to investigate, and that what a certain Beast-Lord doesn't know won't hurt him. . . .

Can Isabella find the murderer before Lord Pecus does, or will she end her investigation as a bloody spatter on the parlour floor?

Meet Marx. Meet Kez.

Marx is a small, angry man with a time machine and a chip on his shoulder.
Kez is a homicidal little girl with a price on her head and a penchant for kicking people where it hurts the most.

When Marx crash-lands on Second World, he has no idea that he has plunged headfirst into the middle of an assassination plot- and a one day war that's about to make his day a very bad one.

From their first meeting at gunpoint, to their sometimes turbulent and always sarcastic relationship, Kez and Marx leave a trail of destruction and death behind them. Kez holds the secret to unfettered travel in time and space, and it isn't just the Time Corp who want her.

'A Time-Traveller's Best Friend: Volume One' is a novella-length volume of Kez and Marx's adventures in time and space as they try to stay one step ahead of doom, certain death, and the Time Corp.

'If you want adventure, you have to march right up to it and kick it in the shins . . .'

At fourteen, barefoot and running wild, Rose is delighted to be apprenticed to Akiva, the witch of the forest. She thinks it will be all enchantment and excitement, and not so much fuss about baths.
The reality is much more sober and practical- that is, until she meets a mysterious wolf in the forest and is tricked into stepping off the path . . .

In young, naive Rose, Bastian sees a way of escape. Cursed to remain in the shape of a wolf after running afoul of a powerful enchantress, he has lived many decades under a spell, and now he is both desperate and ruthless. But by breaking part of Bastian's curse, Rose has caught the attention of Cassandra, the enchantress who cursed him: and Cassandra is by no means ready to forgive and forget.

Meanwhile, wardens have been disappearing from the forest, one by one. Rose is certain that Cassandra is behind the disappearances, but can she and Bastian get to the bottom of the matter before Akiva disappears as well? And are Bastian's motives entirely to be trusted?

Sometimes the little girl in the red hood doesn't get eaten, and sometimes the wolf isn't the most frightening thing in the forest.

'When Ruth first saw the ghost, she thought it was one of Cora's jokes. It was a boy, floating behind the chandelier and smirking at everyone as they milled in the hall with the boxes and furniture.

The second time she saw him, Ruth wondered if she really was dying, as Cora insisted she was. This time it was certain that he was a ghost: he was still stuck in mid-air, which could have been some kind of a trick, but now she could see straight through him. It hadn't occurred to her that the new house would have a ghost.

"They're poisoning you, you know," he said.'

THIS IS A SHORT STORY (2, 800 words)

She's not a princess . . . but then, he's no prince.

Polyhymnia is deep in enchanted sleep. High in a tower, behind an impenetrable barrier of magical thorns, she sleeps, dreams, and falls ever deeper into her curse.
Woken by a kiss, Poly finds herself in an alien world where three hundred years have passed and everyone she has ever known is dead. Luck, the enchanter who woke her, seems to think she is the princess. Understandable, since he found her asleep on the princess' bed, in the royal suite, and dressed in the princess' clothes.
Who cursed Poly? Why is someone trying to kill her and Luck? Why can't she stop falling asleep?
And why does her hair keep growing?

Sometimes breaking the curse is just the beginning of the journey.