Jane Blackridge has no illusions about herself. She knows herself to be no great beauty, yet she possesses what Society too often undervalues: a sharp mind, an observant eye, and a tongue inclined toward wit rather than flattery. Content to remain in the shadow of prettier debutantes, Jane intends only to endure her first Season with dignity intact. Nathaniel Ashworth, heir to the Marquess of Worthington, has never known what it is to be overlooked. Handsome, charming, and assured of his place in society, he moves through ballrooms with effortless grace, the object of admiration from every quarter. Yet beneath the polish lies the constant weight of expectation-the heir, the model son, the man who must never falter. When his attention falls upon the unassuming Miss Blackridge, no one is more surprised than Jane herself. Her calm indifference unsettles him, her quiet humor disarms him, and soon Nathaniel finds himself drawn to the one woman who refuses to be dazzled. What begins as sport becomes something far more dangerous: a contest of pride and perception, where one risks his heart, and the other, her trust. But when the truth behind his courtship comes to light, Jane's trust is shattered - and Nathaniel must decide whether to defy society's expectations, or to lay himself bare for the for the only woman who ever saw him clearly. To Woo a Duchess is a Regency tale of sharp minds, subtle flirtation, and the unexpected power of seeing - and being seen - for who you truly are. COMPLETE

1862, Philadelphia, USA. Charlotte Bice, orphaned at age eight, is taken in by one of the city's most prominent families, the Whitcombs, with the promise that she would be raised as a lady. The Whitcombs are certainly not as respectable as they present themselves, and the worst of all is William: the temperamental middle child, who rarely has a kind word to say to her. Now an introspective young woman, Charlotte struggles to find herself in a society where ladies are expected to be as beautiful as empty. Her future already uncertain, Charlotte's hopes are shaken once again by a letter from an exhausted William, who has enlisted in the Union Army two years prior. This letter reveals an astonishingly different man than the one she remembers. Even more surprisingly, Charlotte likes this man. A lot.

She was meant to vanish. Every Terran knows what it means to be Chosen: you never come back. Lyra Sefu is no exception. Just another name on the Ascendance list, selected for the Virexari breeding program under the guise of a peaceful exchange. But when she's claimed by Kaelen Tharien, a hybrid royal engineered for control, something fractures. Even though he is genetic perfection, Kaelen cannot look away. Her defiance undermines his directives. Her scent rewrites his instincts. Her touch ruins protocol. And when their psychic imprint triggers a forbidden bond, their bodies become battlegrounds for history, obsession, and the remnants of a broken covenant no one dares speak of. She is the last human who should have survived. He is the last Virexari who should have surrendered. But the covenant is cracking. ⚠️ Overall Content Note: This book is dark low sci-fi romantasy with heavy exploration of trauma, consent, systemic abuse, and erotic power dynamics. Readers sensitive to sexual violence, coercion, or psychological trauma should be advised before engaging.

"I will obey you. Serve you. Heal for you. Die for you-if that's what you want. I'll be loyal only to you until the day you decide I'm no longer useful." The firelight danced across his physique as his face stayed still. "I could make you do all those things as we speak." His voice was laced with threat. "You could," Silvia said clutching her hands to fists, "but not ever without a fight." ------------------------- When Silvia's village is burned, the survivors are dragged to the war camp of Lord Varric-a ruthless warlord whose name is spoken like a curse. She appears broken and obedient, but her eyes are sharp, her mind unyielding. His men are forbidden to touch the enslaved women of her village-not out of mercy, but because they are coin to be sold. Desperate to protect her people, Silvia breaks free one night, only to be struck down before Varric's eyes. She survives through the power of her healing-and learns quickly that his men's crimes don't seem to sway him. With nothing left to offer in return for her villages protection, Silvia pledges herself-her body, her gift, her loyalty-to the man who destroyed everything she loved. An oath of loyalty, fear and unshakable resolve. Lord Varric accepts, not out of compassion, but calculation, keeping her close as a weapon, a healer, and a mind to sharp to waste. Yet even under his cold command, Silvia refuses to break. And behind her quiet defiance, Varric finds himself torn-driven to crush it, yet unable to look away from it. A dark fantasy romance of war, loyalty, and the perilous line between ruin and desire. #1 lord ~ 29.07.25 #1 forbiddenlove ~ 23.08.25 #7 hatelove ~ 03.09.25 #1 powers ~ 04.09.25 #1 enslavement ~ 28.09.25 #1 enemiestolovers ~09.10.25 #2 medieval ~ 03.11.25 #1 enemies ~ 20.11.25 #1 middleages ~ 17.04.2026

He's rude, he's arrogant and downright insolent. She's a damaged good with walls built so high it's a surprise even she can see over them. It's almost been a year since Scarlett Valentina has been working as secretary to the suave, sexy billionaire - Jasper Queen - and as her first year draws to a close, sparks begin to fly. Suffering from a childhood of abuse, Scarlett refuses to let anyone get too close until even she herself cannot stop her boss from digging deep into her past. But, will she let Jasper break down the walls and unearth every part of herself for him? Will Jasper stay long enough to seek his secretary out? Through all the scars, tears, truths and tantrums, who will burn and who will make it out unscathed? • THIS BOOK HAS BEEN FULLY REVISED AND EDITED AS OF JULY 1ST 2017 • ● DEAR READERS, PLEASE BE COURTEOUS OF THE FACT THAT THE FIRST 16-18 CHAPTERS WERE WRITTEN WHEN I WAS 14 YEARS OF AGE HENCE WHY THEY ARE NOT VERY GOOD AND PROVE TO BE RATHER NONSENSICAL AT TIMES. THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING.●

'We are bound by ink. He is supposed to kill me.' [READ FOR FREE IN KU] --- In a world where stories are forbidden, Elle has a dangerous power: Creation. That's why tattooed soldier Jay is sent by the gods to kill her. But when Elle is faced with the monster sent to deliver her Ending, she catches the glimmer of curiosity in his eyes-an emotion so unusual in his kind. Convinced having a ruthless killer on her side will help her avenge her father and destroy the gods, she makes the decision not to run. And it changes everything. Soon, the two enemies are forced to seek refuge at the Circus at the Edge of the World, where forbidden passions start to grow. But both are keeping dark secrets. Their deaths have been written by the Creators. And the foretold End is coming. When all are bound to the story created by the gods, can Elle and Jay rewrite the deadly fate intended for them and the world? --- A dark epic adult fantasy romance for fans of forbidden romance, enemies to lovers, grumpy/sunshine, 'hates everyone but her', dystopia, and magic. A Circus of Ink is book one in the Ink duology. Content Warning: contains strong language, and sexual situations --- A Circus of Ink is now published. READ THE FULL VERSION FREE IN KINDLE UNLIMITED

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.