Never Date a Siren, book #1 in the College Fae series. Brigit, a fae runaway, didn’t plan on getting a human roommate her first year at college. Or that she would be placed under a fairy debt. Will the dryad be able to save Logan from a siren’s love spell or fail the semester?

College Life: Friends, Finals, and the Fae trying to kill you.

An enchanting university fantasy world where both humans and those from the fairy land attend classes.

Beware though, the administration doesn’t guarantee your safety.

Suitable for 12+, a coming of age, contemporary YA fantasy with mythical creatures from legend and folklore.

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Reviews:

Nash has a fantastic imagination and it shines through in this first book of the series.

This is a fast paced story that will keep you captivated.

The world building here is top-notch – imaginative twists that keep this adventure feeling very fresh and new.

The ancient world of the fae gets a modern University setting reminiscent of the clash of creatures in Harry Potter.

At its heart, the story is the start of a coming of age tale that promises growth and change –

Fast-paced and entertaining

Did I also mention Jib a witty shapeshifting puka cat? What’s not to love!

– different and fun.

I cannot wait to read the next book!

Read a sample from the Never Date a Siren, book #1 in the College Fae series.

Impulsively, she dodged into the closet, pressing herself into the layers of clothes on hangers, and gently squeezing the hinged doors shut.

Ouch! Mind your elbows you scrawny twig!

“Shush,” she warned the closet monster.

How dare you, you little upstart! I could eat you in one gulp.

Knowing the dangerous nature of these creatures, Brigit grabbed a finger and bent the digit back sharply, hissing, “Shut your piehole, or I’ll give you something to cry about.”

The monster gurgled, its thousand eyes bulging more than usual. Its mouth flapped open, revealing dozens of sharp spiky teeth in the little light coming through the split in the folding doors.

Do you always breathe so loud, fae twig? The human is not deaf.

The creature’s rank breath blew onto her pointed ear, and Brigit gave him a sideways glare filled with acute dislike.

“If he opens this closet,” she whispered back, “he’ll be so busy mopping up what remains of you he won’t have time for me.”