THE CHESTERFIELD SERIES #1 (THE MODEL & THE CEO) Pretending to the whole world that she is in the happiest relationship with the CEO of a very popular clothing brand industry, Fay Henderson would do whatever it takes to keep her head above water. Everyone Knows Elroy Chesterfield is as narcissistic as they come, and no one, even his family members, dared to reprimand him. When it comes to his 'Girlfriend' Fay, he's even more narcissistic, seeing as their somewhat fake relationship was slowly getting on his nerves. But after a brunch gone wrong, a whole lot of chaos erupts into the surface, and with this chaos, came the out of the blue attraction between boyfriend and girlfriend, as both of them discover what it really meant to actually be in a relationship with the other.

Book two 🖤 Avaryn Alastor thought she was a normal teen. Thought. But ever since she moved to Crestwood Academy her life had turned upside down. She had been thrust into a world of magic and deception. A world split between two species. Devara and Greer. The Devaras are beings of light and goodness. The Greer are beings of shadows and evil. And Avaryn just so happens to be both. And with being both she must pick a side. But how can she choose between her friends and a potential love? How can she choose between good and evil?

When a case of mistaken identity leads to an innocent girl being kidnapped by a gangster, will one man bent on revenge push them together or destroy them? ***** Hayden King and Violet Smith couldn't be more different. While he was a feared gangster, she was a simple college student, a delicate flower whose petals had been crushed by a stranger a long time ago. But what they didn't realize is that they had more in common than they initially thought. Their lives were interlinked in a complicated way because of some sick twist of fate. So how will the big revelation affect their life? Will he able to save Violet from the demon of her dreams? Let's find out. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

"Hell is empty and all the devils are here." _____________________________________________ "You don't seem to be such a saint around Mathias though," he said, his lips curling into a malevolent, lopsided smile. My hand reacted without the consent of my brain and the next thing I knew I was slapping him, once, then, as he opened his mouth as if to speak, again, and this time so hard, my fingers left red marks on his cheek. "You selfish bastard," I hissed through gritted teeth. "I can't stand you. I can't stand that stupid, mocking smile of yours or that pretentious look on your face. I can't stand the way you treat everyone as if they're inferior to you. Well guess what. I don't give a shit about your fancy coats and your pretty face and your dead languages. I don't give a shit about any of it at all." By the time I finished my little monologue, I was panting as if I've been running a marathon. The smile on his face broadened as he pressed me harder into the wall, his arms creating a natural cage which I could not escape. His lips brushed over my earlobe as he leaned ever closer. "Whatever makes you sleep at night," he said darkly. _____________________________________________ Warning: bad language, sex scenes, drugs etc. You have been warned so DON'T complain.

Edited version of "I Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls... Pitiful I Know"

Mia Evian has to piece together the mystery of Zack Maddox, the bad boy whose life she saved, while simultaneously keeping her own crumbling life together before Zack ends up in trouble again - or worse yet, dead. ***** This is a love story. When Zack Maddox, a notorious bad boy, meets Mia Evian, a nobody with a disdain for arrogant pretty boys, the two teenagers' lives are thrown into chaos. Zack is a mystery Mia can't unravel, and as her family is torn apart by her father's infidelity, her newfound thrill-seeking attitude is the only thing keeping her head above water. As Mia's behaviour turns increasingly reckless, Zack becomes the lifeboat keeping her afloat. Mia thought she had a good grasp of the world, but she's beginning to realise the people around her are far more complex than she could have ever imagined. Worse still, she may not be the only one who needs a lifeboat. This is a love story - just not the kind you might expect. ***** Content warning: This story contains mild drug and alcohol use and themes of mental health, self-harm, and suicide. Cover designed by Lucas Fisher

Hate surrounded us. Why wouldn't it after everything that happened in the past? Rhys Archer had already ruined my life once, and he was about to do it all over again. Breaking my heart once wasn't enough. The cold and brutal prince wanted to do it again. It wasn't meant to be me. I wasn't supposed to end up with him. I'm the substitute. I'm not meant to be his, nor is he destined to be mine. Could he love me? Never. . . . Ava Robinson. The Marshal's daughter. And Prince Rhys's substitute bride. When Ava's sister runs away a week before her wedding day, Ava's forced to take her place with the man she despises most. Rhys Archer. The crowned Prince of the Kingdom of Kilthorne. Her worst nightmare, nemesis, and... the only boy she's ever loved. Once upon a time, it was forbidden, and the prince put his duties before his love, breaking Ava down and leaving her to pick up the pieces. Now, when it's time for him to marry, the most suitable contender was someone familiar. Their twisted fate brings them back to each other, this time in the bond the two desperately want to escape. Can old feelings rekindle with the vows of holy matrimony? Or can hatred be the only vow they make to each other?

*WARNING! This story contains mature content.* When her boyfriend cheats on her, Rory Warren moves to a new flat. She gets a flatmate who becomes a very good friend of her. But that flatmate has a very sexy, very charming and very wealthy brother who turns Rory's world upside down. Rory is a weak woman. Braden Campbell makes her even weaker. He's a controlling businessman and a perfect definition of a womanizer. He doesn't do relationships. His past has taught him to be tough, unforgiving and cold. He doesn't have a word 'commitment' in his dictionary. He works hard. He fucks even harder. Rory and Braden make a pact, an arrangement. They want to stick to it, follow their rules. But one can only bear so much before bursting. It's a game of two and the rule is simple: if one of them falls in love, it's game over. This is not a story about a perfect relationship. It's a story where a man wants it all and a woman who gives it all to him. Game on, people! Or is it really just a game? Only time will tell. Tick-tock

ʻʻWhat's forbidden is always the sweetest.ʼʼ This is a story where you're going to hate him. You might even hate her. The two people who are doing something very wrong in other people's eyes, but to them it's the most right thing they've ever done. He consumes her whole. He's a bastard and she hates him at times. But there's a thin line between hate and love. And she can't help herself but fall in love with him. Even if her love should never happen, even if she loves the man she should never have. He's not the man for her, she's not the woman for him. Yet they still let themselves get sucked into the depth of forbidden pleasures.

I meet him at the right time. Or a completely wrong one, depending on the perspective you look from. I am not the one to fall head over heels in love with someone and he is not the guy someone should even fall in love with. But there are all the witty comebacks, the unplanned meetings at the bar, the rides on his motorcycle, all the laughs we share before the morning ... It does something to both of us. It changes us to the extent where we suddenly can't live without all of this. He is not a good guy. He's as bad as it gets. But he's perfect for me. I want to believe our story is a modern fairy tale with a more realistic ending. You won't get the princess-prince bullshit from me. You'll get it how it is with no sugar-coating. I was no princess and he was no prince, yet we still had something beautiful going on. For a while, at least.