Ivy Asher has 13 audiobooks on Listento.it, narrated by 10 narrators, with an average listener rating of 4.9★ across 122 ratings. The most-rated is The Lost and the Chosen.

My name is Vinna, and I've been keeping a lot of secrets. You would too if you'd experienced some of the weird shit I have: red-eyed monsters chasing me, markings on my body appearing out of nowhere, a strange power that crackles colorfully over my skin from time to time, and don't get me started on the weapons I can conjure up almost out of nowhere. Lucky for me, I have yet to meet someone whose ass I couldn't kick, inside the ring or out. I put that to the test when I run headfirst into a fight that brings all my secrets, and reality as I know it, crashing down around me. Now, I'm looking for answers and trying to piece together what the hell is going on. Paranormal is my new way of life. It's not going to be easy, and I'm not exactly welcome. That is, until I meet the boys, and trust me, they are anything but boyish. I'm up against elders who think I'm too powerful, a family who views me as a threat, and something lurking in the shadows that's been coming for me my whole life. There's not a chance in hell I'm going down without a fight. I'm not lost anymore, and I'm about to show this world exactly what I can do. Contains mature themes.
©2018 Ivy Asher (P)2019 Tantor

My name is Vinna and I am a Sentinel. I'm the last in a line of a hunted, magical race, coveted and killed for our power and abilities. I was hidden and protected, but now that I've been found, it's a race to see who can command and control me. Joke's on them, I bow to no one. I need to master my magic, and protect the five guys I've marked as my own at all costs. Because the line between friend and foe is dangerously blurry, and I'm collecting enemies like Sentinels collect runes. It's time to prepare for battle, claim my place, and get ready to fuck up anything or anyone that comes for me and my Chosen. Contains mature themes.
©2019 Ivy Asher (P)2019 Tantor

My name is Vinna, and it all started with a routine fight in the middle of nowhere Nevada that ended up changing everything. I found...family. My chosen. Power. Vengeance. Now I find myself in the middle of nowhere Russia, my destiny within walking distance, and I have no idea what I'll find. Will I be welcomed? Feared? Despised? We're about to find out. Sentinel City, ready or not here I come. Contains mature themes.
©2019 Ivy Asher (P)2020 Tantor

My name is Vinna, and my magic is an asshole. I mean, what else would you call it when it does whatever it wants, whenever it wants? Now I have Enoch and his coven looking at me like I'm the one, and a bunch of pissed-off Chosen. I have no answers and no time to deal with this shit. Lachlan and Keegan managed to get themselves caught by Adriel, the big bad lamia who murders and hunts Sentinels. Time is running out, and if my Chosen and I can't get battle ready, then we're destined to become more names on the list of the missing. It's time to meet the lamia who's been coming for me my whole life. It's time to do what no one else has been able to do. It's time to cut the f--ker's head off. Contains mature themes.
©2019 Ivy Asher (P)2019 Tantor

I am a latent wolf shifter. Or so I thought. Then, life as I knew it changed in a flash - or more accurately, an electrocution. I’ve woken up in a strange place, surrounded by strange people who hate me. They’re in the middle of a war, and I look like I belong on the wrong side of it. If that’s not enough to qualify as a really bad day, I now have wings and a strange animal to figure out because it turns out that there’s not a damn latent thing about me. If I want to live, I have to prove that I’m not the spy I’m accused of being. Then, I need to figure out how the f--k to get back home before all hell breaks loose. Too bad my animal has zero interest in working with me unless it has to do with the two hot assholes that lead this rebel group. I’m on my own, in a place I’ve never even heard of, with threats I don’t know how to defeat. And lucky me, I might as well have a rotisserie chicken living inside of me for all the help my newly discovered gryphon is. Perfect. Just f--king perfect.
©2019 Ivy Asher (P)2020 Ivy Asher

It’s never a good combo to be broke and desperate. You do stupid things. Like accidentally sign your soul over to hell. When I interviewed for a new security job, I didn’t bat an eye that it was for a literal graveyard shift...headstones and all. I mean, at the hourly rate they were offering, who cares? I got this. Turns out, I’m not guarding a graveyard like I thought. It seems I’ve just walked my broke ass into protecting a gate to hell. Yeah...I don’t got this. Now I’m stuck in a terrifying new reality: a group of hot demons who act like I can solve all their problems, and a battle between good, evil, and balance. This will seriously teach me to read the fine print on help wanted ads. Good thing this job comes with a scythe. Maybe I can use it to stop them from dragging my ass into hell.
©2020 Ivy Asher, Raven Kennedy (P)2020 Ivy Asher, Raven Kennedy

Just when I think things are starting to look up...I manage to get myself kidnapped. All I want to do is figure out how the hell to get home. But instead, I’ve been shot out of the sky, netted, half drowned, and now I’ve been taken to Kestrel City, home of the Avowed. The Hidden claim the Avowed are the enemy, but I’m about to learn nothing is ever just black and white. Well, except maybe for my gryphon. I need to keep Pigeon and her wandering eye on a tight leash. Which is a hell of a lot easier said than done. She has an appetite for assholes and secrets, and there’s plenty of both flying around here. Can I keep my head down, my wings folded, and Pigeon in check long enough to find the answers I’ve been looking for? I sure as fuck hope so, but it’s not looking so good.
©2020 Ivy Asher (P)2020 Ivy Asher

Nightmare Penitentiary is no joke. The worst of the worst in the paranormal world end up at NP, and I just got sentenced there. For others, this might be cause for freaking the hell out. But for me, it’s a f--king relief. You see, I’ve been sold off to the big bad asshole, Alpha Bowen - thanks Mom and Dad! But if they think I’m going to go quietly, or at all, they haven’t been paying attention to how I roll. Nightmare Penitentiary is the perfect place to escape, and I’m ready. If only people would stop trying to break me out. Seriously, it’s annoying. I’m ready to relax and serve my sentence, but then I meet the prison guard, Rook. I can’t seem to escape his heated stares, the head wobbles, or the dimples. Sweet pop rocks, the dimples! You’re not supposed to meet the male of your dreams in prison, but tell that to fate. Too bad I’m not as out of reach from the troubles hunting me down as I thought...and now, there’s nowhere to run because, like, I got myself imprisoned. FML.
©2020 Ivy Asher and Raven Kennedy (P)2020 Ivy Asher and Raven Kennedy

My name is Medley Bell, and if you had told me this time last week that I was demon, then I’d have said you were nuttier than a squirrel turd. Of course, that was before I started seeing the strangest things. I’ve always been a little off, but it took stumbling into a backwater bar to understand how different I really am. So when two drool-worthy guys stop by to tell me that I’m Hell spawn just like them, I’m more relieved than shocked. I mean, it sure does explain a lot. Now, I just have to convince my mama and daddy that they can’t come with me on my first trip to Hell, deal with a hellish biological family I never knew I had, and keep from getting kidnapped by some weird Morax fella with snakes for hair. Things are about to get crazy around here. I guess it’s a good thing I like that.
©2020 Ivy Asher, Raven Kennedy (P)2020 Ivy Asher, Raven Kennedy

The last place I ever wanted to be was in the middle of someone else’s war. Too bad fate doesn’t give a f--k. When I first woke up in the land of the Gryphons, I had one goal: getting back home. I was so focused on figuring out how to leave that I got myself exiled from the Hidden, captured by the Avowed, and managed to claim not one, but three mates. Although I had no idea about that last one until it was too late. Oh right, and then, I almost died. I thought having my throat slit from ear to ear was going to be the worst of my problems. But my asshole mates make coming back from the brink of death look like a glide through the sky compared to dealing with them. I’m ready to accept my fate and right the wrongs of the past. I just wish I had some idea how to keep the pricks I’m bound to from fighting long enough so we can find the help we need. I’m supposed to awaken all that I am in order to finally free the Gryphons, but will I find the key to unlock all the answers in time? War is breathing down our backs, and if we can’t figure out how to come together, we’re all going to die.
©2020 Ivy Asher (P)2020 Ivy Asher

Go into Hell, the hot demons said. It’ll be no big deal, they said. I was only supposed to walk through a Hellish Ring or two so we could find out my demonic origin. Easy peasy, Right? Wrong. Now I’m alone, locked up in some freak’s dungeon, and mourning the loss of my demons. Could they have done the impossible and survived the attack? Can they find me here? I don’t even know where here is. And...why the hell do I have wings? I don’t have time for this shit. I need to figure out what I am, where I am, and how to get out of here. Because I have a Hellgate to guard and my demons to search for, and nobody is going to stand in my way. Not even the Devil himself.
©2020 Ivy Asher, Raven Kennedy (P)2020 Ivy Asher, Raven Kennedy

I’ve spent my whole life seeing monsters, but they could never see me back...until now. Turns out, I’m not crazy like I’ve spent my whole life believing. Too bad it took being locked in a cage and tortured almost to the point of insanity to realize that. But I’m not alone. In a cage to my left, there’s a monster who’s given up hope. He stays in the shadows and moves with chains wrapped around him, but his golden eyes watch. To my right, there’s a girl with purple wings and familiar gray eyes. She says she’s my sister, and not just that, but apparently I’m half demon, half angel, and to make it out of here, I have to embrace the new wings on my back and the scythe in my hand. Now I have to choose to either submit to my captor or fight. I’m about to learn that sometimes you have to become a monster to beat the monster.
©2020 Ivy Asher and Raven Kennedy (P)2020 Ivy Asher and Raven Kennedy

People might used to have worshipped the Olympians, but I never did. I’ll kill every last one of them to get Hephaestus back. I used to love my Greek mythology classes, until I got kidnapped and actually met some Gods. I took Hephaestus as a lover, and Hades and Persephone are not all that bad, but the rest of them? They hurt my monsters. Zeus kidnapped Hephaestus and is doing who knows what to him for making a knife, when it was me that used it to kill Demeter. The Olympians took Hephaestus because they can’t even entertain the notion that a lowly half demon killed one of them. I know why no one said anything when Zeus came to the underworld. I know there’s a plan to get Hephaestus back. There’s also a lot I don’t know that I need to learn fast. I have this mysterious demonic form from my father that I need to learn to access. Hephaestus made all these weapons capable of taking down Olympians if they came, but I don’t know how to use them. I’m not going to get lucky again like I did with Demeter. I have to learn all this, and I have to learn it in a hurry because I know between Hades and my father, if I don’t, I’ll be grounded in my room when everyone tries to rescue my God. And I’ve got a personal beef with his father for all the hurt he did towards Hephaestus.
©2020 JB Trepagnier (P)2020 JB Trepagnier