R.H. Legner doesn’t just write books—she conjures entire galaxies where love is lethal, gods are jealous, and wolves will rip through dimensions for their Dyads. She’s the high-frequency chaos your TBR has been begging for, blending ancestral wisdom, metaphysical science, and unapologetic drama into sagas that hit harder than a supernova.
Armed with a Ph.D. in Metaphysical Science, crowned as a High Priestess in her Amazonian lineage, and rocking 34 certifications (yes, thirty-four—from NLP to Hypnosis to Holistic Health), she’s basically a walking paradox: healer, rebel, mystic, and sci-fi fantasy queen. Add 30 years of trained remote viewing, and she’ll casually remind you—she already knew you’d end up here.
Between raising seven kids, wrangling Samson & Cleopatra (the dogs), Karma (the rabbit), and Echo (the lizard), and casually bending timelines, Legner writes like her laptop owes her rent. Based in the Pacific Northwest, she thrives on tall trees, strong coffee, and a vibe so cosmic it makes satellites jealous.
Her books? Think cosmic soap operas where romance slaps, rebellion stings, and interstellar passion burns hotter than any star. Perfect for readers who crave messy divine love stories with a side of destiny, danger, and quantum magic.
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R.H. Legner
R.H. Legner doesn’t just write books—she conjures entire galaxies where love is lethal, gods are jealous, and wolves will rip through dimensions for their Dyads. She’s the high-frequency chaos your TBR has been begging for, blending ancestral wisdom, metaphysical science, and unapologetic drama into sagas that hit harder than a supernova.
Armed with a Ph.D. in Metaphysical Science, crowned as a High Priestess in her Amazonian...
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Rebellion used to mean torches and pitchforks. Now it means winged eyeliner and frequency shifts. The modern goddess doesn’t storm castles — she storms the algorithm. Ra would know. She led the first intergalactic uprising in stilettos, wielding nothing but divine audacity and perfect hair. The Galactic Federation called it insubordination. Vogue called it a statement.
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They never tell you that marrying a god is basically signing up for eternal micromanagement with a side of lightning. Sure, at first it’s glamorous — he materializes out of a plasma storm, calls you “my divine counterpart,” and gifts you a planet. But fast-forward a few millennia and suddenly you’re explaining to your immortal husband why you’d like to have your own opinions without triggering a galactic civil war.
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