Previously titled: Fighting for His Mate Jenna; a sexy, confident, feline shifter left, running as fast as could. She would never call herself a coward or a runner, yet here she was. With an unwanted mate on her tail, no pun intended, she needed to get as much distance from him and her streak as she could. She wasn't going back, she refuses to go back. They would have to carry her cold dead body to bring her back. There was only one way out, and even then it wasn't a sure fire. Getting into an accident in Blue Creek wasn't suppose to happen. But then again not everything should happen the way it should, for getting in an accident turns out to be a good thing. Because the one thing that may be able to help and save her is here... her mate. Jarred and his bear were growing lonely watching his best friend find his mate. Always one for laughs and jokes, no one notices the sadness that lurks in him. He admits he is no saint, unlike his brother was, as he had his fair share of women, but that was long gone and over. He didn't care for them, it only took away the loneliness for one night. It was then when he gets an emergency call in the evening, that he finally meets his mate. Overjoyed, he found his mate, he soon realizes it isn't going to be as easy as he thought, because he wasn't the only one that wants her. And the one that wants her wasn't giving her up without a fight. Jarred was going to be fighting for his mate... because a life without her just wasn't worth living. «Get ready as you're about to get more shifters, with a new set of rules. A possessive female mate. More action, lots more and as always there will be those sexy scenes, even more. As these are two healthy sexual shifters, that have a hungry appetite for each other.» Highest Ranking: #73 in Fantasy-Romance Sept 2019 #54 in Paranormal Feb 2020 Rated R {18+} Contains: -Sexual content -Mature language -Violence *Book cover made myself, I have license for model image.

It is called a Love Curse. Ophelia McQuoid's witch soul is bound inside a towering red crystal, released only once every fifty years for a mere thirty days. The terms of her freedom are deceptively simple: an immortal must trade his life for hers. But curses are never merciful. There is a clause. She must make him fall in love with her-and not just desire, not obsession, not pity. It must be the truest form of love. After two hundred and fifty years of failed attempts, Ophelia has learned a cruel truth: thirty days is not enough time to earn a love deep enough to damn an immortal. Especially when the curse tethers her close to the crystal, a silent prison she can never truly escape. When she awakens again, something is wrong. The crystal is no longer just a vessel-it is draining her life force. If she fails this time, Ophelia will not return in fifty years. She will fade into the glass forever, erased from the world she once knew. And then she meets him. A vampire king-ancient, powerful, arrogant-who is nothing like the careful, distant immortals before him. He is daring. Obnoxious. Infuriatingly attentive. And worst of all, he refuses to let her go. For the first time in centuries, Ophelia's curse may finally be breakable. Or it may destroy them both.

Giselle knows Noah Sylvan isn't for her. He's too handsome, too rich, jerk to commoners like her and... let's be honest, way out of her league. And she's just a new girl with a few extra pounds on her body, living with a single mother who barely keeps the family of three afloat. She's definitely no match for him either in wealth or his godly looks. Noah Sylvan is definitely not for her. Still Giselle can't stop herself from pining after him since the moment she saw him. The feeling consumes her, ignites her with a need to have him. It makes her forget about all the reasons why he isn't for her. Maybe she's shallow to fall for a beautiful face despite her own lackings, or just a cynically obsessed fat girl with a pretty guy. Very very pretty guy. Or perhaps, there lies more to the picture and the broody boy who has her heart. Noah Sylvan has secrets, and Giselle Martin happens to be one of them. ******* Excerpt: Amusement dwindled and Noah's eyes glinted dangerously. "You love to deny me, don't you Martin? Do you get pleasure out of refusing me?" "I'm not denying you anything. I'm just exercising my free will," I retorted. After rejecting so many girls, this prince couldn't take rejection well. What a brat! He stood up and leaned forward, his palms pressed against the metal table. "You're denying me of something that is mine." "What?" My heartbeat picked up as he moved closer. "You." My face heated and air between us became heavy. His scorching gaze lit me up. "I'm not very patient. If you keep denying me I might just snap and..." "And?" "And snatch away what's mine."

(Book #1 of Sinners of the Dark) He had a habit of dragging darkness just about everywhere he went. Darkness wrapped in Armani. His personality colder than a block of ice. She was loud, carefree and tainted around the edges. I played by the rules. I did what was asked of me. Until I met the one person that could destroy everything I had worked for. I hated him since our first encounter, and now I was forced to tolerate him. He was called gadyuka in Russia, but he was known as the Sin in the deep underground of New York. Handsome face filled with violence, commanding, gorgeous and deadly. A killer, a thief, a sociopath, and feared by all. A made man. He came dressed in all black. Gold cuff links. Tattoos burned into his skin. He had the ability to pin me to the ground with a single glare and made me feel things I didn't want to. He was absolutely unhinged. Frightening. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm. And before he crushed the key; I was going to fuck with the serpent, and then I was going to hunt him. He just didn't know it yet. - preview - "I'll fucking ruin your life, Elena. Corrupt every goddamn part of your body, and soul. And when I'm done with you, you'll get on your knees and thank me." His low voice snarled. Desperate. He backed me into a wall. He grabbed me by the throat, but didn't choke me. Just kissed me so deep I forgot whose air I was breathing. "I'm not fucking done with you, Elena. And if it is up to me, I'm not done fucking you either."

"I don't want to be here anymore." Faye trembled as tears rushed down her face. She felt so scared, the lump in her throat growing making her feel like she was being suffocated. Fear rushed through each and every one of her veins, she wanted to vomit she was terrified. "Please come get me." She whimpered. "Okay Faye, you need to calm down I can't hear you, you're breathing too hard." Listening to Jason's instructions she closes her eyes and quickly focuses on her breathing before speaking back to him in a calmer but still shaky manner. "Come and get me please." She begged, tightening her hold on the phone. "Now tell me where you are." He demanded with worry evident in his voice. Making sure she was speaking in a loud and clear voice she tells him her location. "Okay, I'm on my way. Stay where you are and make sure you're safe." As soon as she ended the call, an atrocious growl erupted behind her making her whole body tremble more than she was already. Tears of fear ascended down her cheeks knowing that she was done for. "Mine!" He snarled from behind. Faye stood still, not an inch of her body was moving as she heard his slow footsteps approach her. The air thickened around them to which she found herself panting as she felt his breath fan against the delicate skin of her neck. "Mine!" He growled louder into Faye's ears. She hated this. She hated him. She wanted nothing more than death to consume her. || ON HOLD ||

Ezron Stone is the definition of a man with a haunting soul and cold heart. Never trusting anyone. Not even himself.Being one of the strongest personality among the cruel world has given him the title of devil but no one knows how broken he is from inside. But as said there is always light after darkness and that light in Ezron's life comes in the form of Lia Matthews a girl with bright smiles and strong heart having her own little bookshop in the big city of New York. But no one knows that behind those shining eyes and bright smiles hides painful memories. But when they are put into an unwilling agreement, their fate entwines.

FOURTH BOOK IN THE CARMICHAEL SERIES Brock Carmichael has been wandering through life (and more specifically beds...) ever since he was a senior in high school. Against his parents' wishes, he moved to upscale New York right out of college to get a fresh start. But then a few years later, life decided to throw him a harsh reality check in the form of a beautiful woman with a deep secret at his front door. He didn't realize he needed a miracle until it had already happened. THE FOURTH INSTALLMENT IN THE CARMICHAEL SERIES - CANNOT BE READ ALONE, MUST READ SCAR ON MY HEART FIRST Cover by Loutka HIGHEST RANKING: #102 in Romance, #5 In complicated, #20 in complicated