((Complete at 110,000 words)) Twenty-five-year-old Maggie Douglas is a beta on a mission. Determined to work at the infamous GAIM Industries, she's willing to put up with a grumpy boss. And a silent stalker. And an adorably blunt hacker. Maybe even a set of twins who couldn't be more opposite. As long as her secrets stay hidden, everything will work out just fine... Scent Split is a slow burn, omegaverse reverse harem romance, meaning the main female character will end up with more than one man. No mm in this one!

Clara Avery was a normal human girl. Or, at least, that was what she'd been made to believe. And yet amidst the dying flames of her ruined car, the few boxes of her personal belongings, and her relentless bad luck, Clara has something far more valuable than even she knows－her soul. Catastrophe and trouble turns her life inside out when she makes a regrettable deal with a demon; one that ends with her being kidnapped only to awake in the Underworld. As fate would have it, it is there she will find the truth behind the strange occurrences in her life, and her relationship with the group of demons known as the Elite. In a world where supernatural beings exist, how will Clara react to the sudden revelation of her fate? Who is she exactly, and what is her role in the events that unfold before her?

This book is not a standalone. It is a direct continuation of the story that began in For Me, There Is Only You. The emotions, relationships, and consequences carried within these pages are deeply rooted in the events of the first book. If you haven't experienced that journey yet, I strongly recommend starting there, because what follows here is not the beginning of a new story, but the aftermath of everything.

Warning: This book contains mature content. (18+) ___________ This is a story where desire and destiny conflate, His fervent heart seeks his destined mate, Because.... "He was bound by obsession, she was bound by fate." __________ He was too absorbed in ogling my exposed breasts, his gaze dark and hungry. I took advantage of his distraction and glanced toward the door. It hung loosely on its hinges, barely attached after his earlier outburst. A cold reminder of his strength, he could easily rip it apart, just like he could rip me apart. If I ran fast enough, maybe, just maybe, I could make it to the front door. I just needed one chance, one opening. With my heart pounding in my throat, I bolted toward the door, adrenaline pumping through my veins like fire. My bare feet slapped against the floor, each step a desperate plea for freedom. But just as I reached the threshold, his arm shot out like a viper, snaking around my waist and yanking me back. I collided with his chest, the impact knocking the breath out of me. His body was a wall of muscle, impenetrable and unyielding. "We have to do something about your running habit, mate." ___________ Please read the trigger warning in the Author's note before continuing.

In a world where Alphas and Omegas steal the spotlight, Siren - an ordinary Beta - is just trying to get through life, one quiet coffee break at a time. But when a mysterious new Alpha boss keeps staring at her for no reason, and a sweet Omega barista starts slipping her extra chocolate and smiles, Siren's "boring Beta life" suddenly gets... complicated. She didn't ask to be noticed. But now, two very different people are paying attention. Is it love? Trouble? Or something much bigger? Why would an Alpha and an Omega both be drawn to a Beta like her?

(18+) *Complete/Unedited* ---- "You are death." I heard the grin in his tone. "Death's duty is to take care of the already departed. Newly deceased, and previously deceased alike." ***** Morrigan Wraith lives a double life; one not many would think to question. While on the outside she looks like a normal human detective, underneath all of that lies a grim reaper. Reapers were created at the beginning of time, formed to be unemotional and detached as a soul's transport to either Heaven or Hell. But Morrigan is unlike the rest. She was created with a defective heart - one that felt emotion, and one that got her into more trouble than she ever imagined. (18+ for language, violence, and sexual situations)

(18+) *Ongoing/Unedited* It has been seven years since the vampires took over. I remembered the day like it was just yesterday. The sirens. The deaths. The fear instilled upon every living human. And now I was being used as a blood bag for these beasts who took my life and threw it out of proportion. ***** This is a reverse harem story. (18+ for strong language, graphic depictions of violence, and graphic sexual scenes)

(18+) *Complete/Unedited* Nova Bara is a twenty-three year old mix breed. Between necromancy and vampirism, she belongs to no one but herself. At least, until someone shows up at her door asking for her help. (18+ for graphic sex, language, and violence) ***** Rankings: #1 Paranormal Romance - 03/21/2022 #1 Omega - 03/18/2022 #1 WerewolvesAndVampires - 01/05/2022 #1 Necromancer - 11/27/2021

Delaney Linwood was the sweetest thing to show up at Sugar Coated, the Sinclair pack's bougie ice cream and pastry parlor. With pack 'dynamics' semantics looming over her head, Delaney shoved ideas of pack life out of her mind since betas were rarely easy additions. The Sinclair pack omega had different ideas though, what with a very tempting heat on the horizon --one that only Delaney could solve. And what an omega wants -- an omega gets. Whether it was the brains, the booty, or the beta, the Sinclair pack was dead set on Delaney being on the menu, whether she believed it or not. *** This is my take on omegaverse content since I cannot for the life of me get it out of my head. I do intend this to be a RH, poly story with MM content, so do go into it with that in mind. Also just for clarity this is not a shifter story. There are no werewolves in the Sweet Petersverse.

What I did was forbidden. I knew there was a punishment waiting for me. Witches like me were beheaded in front of the world. I knew what I had put myself into when I sank my hands into black magic and played with lives. But it all changed when an invitation was dropped at my doorstep, an invitation from the queen of the underworld. Being in her kingdom was threatening itself, but there was a reason she had invited me and the reason came into the clear soon. She wanted me to capture four vicious, cursed men-all by myself. I had to take her offer. It was either my head or the heads of the four men she wanted. Who knew the cursed men wanted my head as well? Mature and RH (Reverse Harem)