But when I kiss Mason on my eighteenth birthday, he rejects me politely, but firmly.So I leave town, not giving a damn about the succession, determined to make it as a lone wolf.And I do. I’m strong, capable, able to take down almost any wolf shifter I go against, when I get the call. Dad’s in hospital and I need to come back, to care for him and determine his successor before outright war breaks out.So why do I feel like a little girl all over again?I’m right back where I started, being expected to find my true mate, but what if instead of one, there’s several? I know I need to choose, and my heart has: all of them.

    It wasn't. Four years later, I can still remember the exact shade of his skin: a blue so pale it looked like moonlight. I dream of his touch. Mostly, I paint the man under the heavy cowl, including those perfect lips which ruined mine for anyone else. I'm obsessed with him. The doctors say he's nothing more than a hallucination caused by a mixture of head trauma and emergency pain medications. I think he's a really sexy figment of my imagination. I mean, who besides an artist would dream up the Grim Reaper for their hero? Now, something's changed and my drawings are taking on a life of their own. As if college wasn't hard enough, trying to keep this a secret is going to be impossible. Keeping my sanity might be worse. And that's not the worst of my problems. Death is back. He wants another kiss. And he's not alone. The Kiss of Death is a 156,000 word, full-length novel with NO cliffhanger ending. This is a Reverse Harem series which includes multiple love interests, some m/m themes, and graphic scenes of sex, violence, and language. Be warned: everything you thought you knew about the world, religion, and death will be pulled apart, twisted around, and put back together in ways you will not expect.

    I’ve bounced from house to house, living in foster care, with no true place to call home. And there’s an ancient darkness that follows me around where I go.They may be demons, but I’m no angel, and this darkness craves the Hell they give.Or maybe I’ve just been damned from the start.

    . . but immortality comes at a price. . . . On the midnight shift at a hospital in rural St. Andrew, Maine, Dr. Luke Findley is expecting a quiet evening--until a mysterious woman, Lanore McIlvrae, arrives in his ER, escorted by police. Lanore is a murder suspect, and Luke is inexplicably drawn to her. As Lanny tells him her story, an impassioned account of love and betrayal that transcends time and mortality, she changes his life forever. At the turn of the nineteenth century, Lanny was consumed as a child by her love for the son of St. Andrew’s founder, and she will do anything to be with him forever, but the price she pays is steep--an immortal bond that chains her to a terrible fate.

    See, I’m determined to save myself for love, but daddy dear, more commonly known as Lucifer, just wants me to stop being an embarrassment. Would it kill you to sin a little?Maybe he’ll get his wish because I met an intriguing hunk last night in my bar. Could he be the one? He certainly melts my panties like marshmallows over the coals of Hell, but do I dare trust him? My last boyfriend thought he’d gain infamy by killing me. He’s infamous all right. Dad had him mounted on a wall, his version of modern art titled, ‘Touch my baby girl and die’. Cute in a twisted way.My love life isn’t the only thing I've got to worry about. There’s someone threatening the denizens of Hell, and while my daddy says to not worry my pretty little head about it, I am involved because whoever is behind the attacks keeps coming after me.Bring it. I’m not afraid. Being a princess of Hell means that sometimes I have to grab a demon by the horns and slap it around. It’s what keeps my ass looking great.Nothing in my life is ever simple, and I blame that on my dad, Lucifer. Assassination attempts, hellhounds, and a rebellion in Hell? A piece of cake compared to the turmoil in my heart. No one ever told me love would be the toughest battle of all.

    Then it all came crashing down. Two months later I was a cocktail waitress living in a tiny one bedroom apartment. I had also developed a serious ‘men suck’ attitude. That all changed the night I met the beautiful and enigmatic Conner Savage. But there was just one little problem…he said he was a vampire. Figures a man that hot would be batshit crazy. Or so I thought. It didn't take me long to realize that Conner wasn't a nut job and that I was addicted to him. With every moment we spent together he drew me deeper into his world and the supernatural culture in which he lived. Now I had a choice: the vampire I craved or a normal life. Couldn't be easier, right?

    Running all their daylight errands—from letting in the plumber to picking up some chilled O neg—gives her a look at the not-so-glamorous side of vampire life. Her rules are strict; relationships with vamps are strictly business, not friendship—and certainly not anything else. But then she finds her newest client, Cal, poisoned on his kitchen floor, and only Iris can help. Cal - who would be devastatingly sexy, if Iris allowed herself to think that way - offers Iris a hefty fee for hiding him at her place until he figures out who wants him permanently dead. Even though he’s imperious, unfriendly and doesn't seem to understand the difference between "employee" and "servant," Iris agrees, and finds herself breaking more and more of her own rules to help him - particularly those concerning nudity. Turns out what her quiet little life needed was some intrigue & romance—in the form of her very own stray vampire.

    It’s a tale as old as time itself.Boy meets girl.Boy loses girl.Girl meets devilishly charming bastard who tempts her with everything she’s ever dreamed of—and the Devil doesn’t make promises he can’t keep.You see, darling, that boy never deserved you to begin with.You, my treasure, you deserved the entire world laid out at your dainty little feet—and so much more.No ungrateful, simple-minded boy could ever give you that.But I could.I will.My Evie. My eternal love. Only creature on God’s green earth, Heaven above it or even Hell below, who could ever stir the flames of desire into my my cold, sinner’s heart.I stole you from that pathetic moron you were calling a fiancé again, it’s true.But after the way he messed you over—frankly, this time, it was like he was asking for it.You were never really his, love. He might have put his ring on your finger, but he never owned your body. Your heart. Your mind.Your soul.No matter where you are, what you look like, the name you wear, or the color of that fire dancing in your eyes, you’re mine. Always mine.You’ve been mine before, more times than you’ll ever remember.You’ve been torn away from me more times than you’ll ever know.Now that you’re finally mine again, here’s a new promise for you:This time, it’s forever.I have an army of the damned at my beck and call, more gold to my name than even kings can fathom, the powers of a fallen angel at my fingertips and the command of the Inferno itself in the palm of my hand.Never fear, love. I’ll protect you. I’ll keep you safe.Whether you want it or not.And this time, if anyone dares to try and take you away from me again…This time, there’ll be hell to pay.

    His words confuse her at first, but she soon understands they are both in the middle of a performance that will determine whether she remains in captivity or dies. The crowd must be entertained, and her cellmate makes sure it is. Forced submission is not the only horror Lydia endures. She has no memories of life before her imprisonment, and Joe, her cellmate, is her only comfort as the powerful creatures that hold them captive torture and debase her. Together, she and Joe cling to the will to survive long enough to break free and seek revenge. Their desire to sustain one another triumphs over their wardens' efforts to destroy them. There is no pain, no suffering, that can tear them apart. Beyond their cell, their love is tested. Can they hold strong in the face of the challenge of the new powers they have gained along with their freedom?

    I should have let them win. Now the kings of the school are out for my blood, ... and they’re not the only ones. The fire took everything. My parents. My best friend. My life. Now I have a second chance. I only have to endure one year at this prestigious academy for rich snobs. One year of being the charity case no one wanted. One year of taunts and insults and bullying. Then I’m free. But I didn’t count on Trey, Ayaz, and Quinn. Arrogant, privileged, dangerous. Drop-dead fucking gorgeous. They want me gone. They want me to suffer. They’re determined to make my nightmares real. Tough luck, bully boys – I won’t hide away. I’m not afraid. But maybe… I should be. HP Lovecraft meets Cruel Intentions in this dark paranormal reverse harem bully romance. Warning: Not for the faint of heart – this story of three broken bad boys and the girl who stood her ground contains dark themes, crazed cultists, books bound in human skin, high-school drama, swoon-worthy sex, and potential triggers.

    It doesn’t matter that I didn’t want to go to college, it doesn’t matter that I don’t want to be here.I’ll follow the rules or risk my life. The organisation that runs the criminal underworld is no joke. Apparently I’m an Ace now, but few are happy about my arrival. Secrets have me wanting to run for the hills.Boys have curly hair, skull tattoos, big mouths and gentle caresses.A diamond has me wanting to make the world a better place.For a lone ranger, my small world just got bigger. What are you willing to do to survive?#Aceholes My Bloodline is a 97,000 word novel, and the first book in the Featherstone Academy Series.This book contains dark content that may be considered a trigger for some readers. With that in mind it is recommended for readers 17+This is a full-length reverse harem college romance novel, meaning the main character has more than one love interest. It also contains M/M scenes.

    A beautiful anarchist. One dangerous mistake. To the vampires who dominate each quadrant of the Lydian Dynasty, I’m only known as “Blackbird”—a masked vigilante who, at nineteen, is already public enemy number one. To what’s left of humanity, I’ve been called a superhero, a title I neither welcome nor deserve. My only objective is to offer the enslaved what was stolen from us … Freedom. However, a failed plan lands me in the last place I imagined, at the mercy of all four Dynasty princes—Julian, Levi, Roman, and Silas. They’re monsters, each with a heart rumored to be as cold as his icy skin. And what’s worse, thanks to the slip-up, my fate is suddenly theirs to decide. It’s up to them whether I’ll swing from the gallows, and I’ve given them every reason to sentence me to such a fate. Yet, I felt something unexplainable when our paths first crossed. Something that gives me hope. We should be one another’s worst nightmare. Only, I’m beginning to wonder if, somehow … these four princes might be my saving grace. *** This is BOOK ONE in THE VAMPIRE’S MARK series. Series order is as follows: The Vampire’s Mark 1: Dark Reign The Vampire’s Mark 2: Hell Storm The Vampire’s Mark 3: Cold Heir The Vampire’s Mark 4: Crimson Mist Note: This is a slow-burn, upper young adult/New Adult, RH series. You have my word there’s no insta-love between these pages whatsoever. Instead, you’ll be immersed in a rich plot and an imaginative alternate-reality where vampires don’t just exist. They rule. The eventual connection between Corina and these four sexy, vamp princes will be well-deserved and intense. There are certainly sexy times in this series, and the heat level is synonymous with the young adult/new adult genres. Thanks for checking out the series and enjoy! THE VAMPIRE’S MARK is an action-packed, paranormal romance involving vampire royalty and the humans who fear them.

    A scientist and a single mother, she's used to fighting for what she wants, keeping a cool head, and doing whatever it takes to protect her daughter Janie. But "whatever it takes" has never before included a shotgun wedding to a dangerous-looking stranger with an attitude problem. Or Else! Sure, the mysterious Talen says that he's there to protect Cara and Janie. He also says that he's a three-hundred-year-old vampire. Of course, the way he touches her, Cara might actually believe he's had that long to practice. . .

    My financial situation is beyond desperate and that stripper pole is looking better and better. But I refuse to put on the baby oil just yet, there’s got to be someone out there willing to hire me. Luck is not on my side, at least until I spot the Crow’s feather. The wind decides to try and keep me from my prize, so I’m left with no choice except to follow it. Two seconds later a truck plowed into my car, that I just got out of. A black feather saved my life. No, I'm not kidding, it literally kept me from being a can of spam. The feather, not done with me yet, takes off again. Driven to chase it, I do, and it takes me to this gloomy foreboding building that I don't recall ever seeing before. And as fate would have it... there's a now hiring sign on the front gate. This book is a slow-burn, Urban Fantasy with a dash of unconventional romance.

    Jesse’s only concern is how to pay for college, but that changes the night her parents disappear.Equipped with her parents’ weapons and her own smarts, Jesse enters the dangerous world of bounty hunting in search of her mother and father. In her quest, she encounters all manner of Fae, but the scariest is Lukas, the mysterious, imposing faerie who offers to help her find her parents.But there are powerful forces at work, and Jesse is about to become a player in a dangerous game that could decide the fate of everyone she loves. In this world of magic and deception, it’s hard to tell her allies from her enemies in the race to find her parents before their time runs out.