Five-year plans are supposed to be reassuring. Structured. Comforting. A tidy collection of bullet points you cling to so you don't spiral into a vat of existential dread at three in the morning. Mine was flawless. Until it wasn't. One catastrophic twist later, I'm back in my hometown-the place I swore I'd never return to unless legally compelled or lured with free donuts. The streets haven't changed. The gossip hasn't changed. Unfortunately... the secrets definitely have. Because apparently, my life isn't just a mess-it's a paranormal conspiracy wrapped in a cosmic joke. My very existence? Built on a spectacular lie. My reality? More complicated than a quantum physics lecture. And the worst part? (Or, possibly, the best part depending on how morally flexible you are.) The universe also seems to think I require not one, not two, but multiple infuriatingly gorgeous, fate-bonded consorts. Each one mysterious. Each one dangerous. Each one absolutely terrible for my sanity and heart rate. So now I'm juggling lies, magic, ancient destiny nonsense, and the inconvenient return of my high school crush... who is hotter, moodier, and significantly more complicated than memory suggested. No big deal. Totally fine. Everything is... scientifically speaking... a dumpster fire. If I'm lucky, I'll survive the secrets, resist the temptation of destiny, and maybe figure out who I actually am in the middle of it all. If not? Well. At least the view is excellent. Reverse harem. Fated mates. Emotional chaos. Questionable life choices. And a girl who absolutely did not sign up for any of this-but might just burn the world down if it means finally telling fate who's in charge. Please note this is a reverse haram. #1- PARANORMAL 10/13/23

Valleria never meant to fall for them. She only wanted revenge. After her mother's death, the quiet healer hires a band of mercenaries to help her destroy the man who once owned her- the cruel plantation lord who shattered her past. But when she discovers he's her father, everything unravels. Including her resolve. Because the mercenaries she hired? They're impossible to resist: • Meredith, the fierce leader whose dominance ignites something primal in her • Kaigan, the rogue who flirts like it's foreplay and lies like it's love • Davur, the gentle giant whose soft touch belies his brutal strength • Ahfi, the dark mage whose magic coils around her like a lover's whisper As danger closes in, so do they - each mercenary pulling her deeper into a web of desire, devotion, and slow-burning seduction. Valleria thought she was in control. But in their arms, she's unraveling... and she's starting to like it. Four mercenaries. One mission. And a healer caught between vengeance and the kind of pleasure that could ruin her. Love and vengeance is never black and white. IRON TALONS: Ebony & Ivory - a spicy adult fantasy reverse harem romance Golden Fleece revenge adventure novel in

Raven Rose Kelly doesn't need saving. She's twenty-three, broke, drowning in debt, raising her little brother alone in a shitty trailer, and working herself to the bone just to keep food on the table. She's tired, angry, sharp-mouthed, and too damn stubborn to let anyone close. Ali Vitelli doesn't ask permission. Ex-gangster. Heir to dirty money. Dangerous, obsessive, and used to taking whatever the hell he wants. The moment he lays eyes on Raven-fiery, beautiful, with a mouth that could cut glass-he's hooked. She calls him a creep, spits venom at him, and yet he's already made up his mind. She's his. What starts as stalking in the shadows turns into something neither of them can control-an obsession laced with lust, rage, and secrets too heavy to carry. Raven is a storm Ali can't put out. Ali is a danger Raven can't escape. But when survival has always meant keeping her guard up, will Raven let herself fall? And when Ali swears to protect her-whether she wants it or not-will his love free her... or cage her?

Uriella thought she had mastered control-over her life, her heart, her choices. Then came Davion St. James: magnetic, possessive, and impossible to resist. He refuses to let her go, even when passion and danger blur the line between desire and obsession. But just when she thinks she understands him, her past crashes back. Marcelo-the man who left her shattered-returns, reigniting a fire she thought was dead. Now Uriella is caught between two men, buried secrets, and a dangerous game of loyalty, love, and temptation.

Evelyn Hart loses her corporate job overnight when her company is acquired-and her department erased like it never existed. With rent due, savings shrinking, and LA swallowing her whole, she applies to a too-perfect listing in the middle of the night: Estate Caretaker - live-in. Discretion required. Excellent compensation. She gets the contract in thirty seconds. No interview. No company name. She signs anyway. A plane ticket arrives minutes later. Eldermoor House waits for her outside Edinburgh-an ancient mansion with modern amenities, a forest that refuses to stay silent, and a black lake called Loch Glass that reflects things that shouldn't be there. Evie tells herself she doesn't believe in ghosts. She's just a modern witch-salt, wards, herbs, rituals. Nothing supernatural. But Eldermoor isn't interested in what she believes. The house has men in it. Three of them. All dead. And all of them want her.

June Jackson never expected much from her life. She loved her family and she loved singing. She survived her battle with cancer, and was ready to live her life the way she wanted. The moment she was kidnapped by some sloppy blood-suckers she was determined to regain the freedom she deserved. June is thrown into a magical world kept secret from the human realm full of beings much stronger and faster than she could ever be. Whether fending off the advances of a sadistic rich vampire, an overly romantic dryad, or a cocky werewolf idol; surrender was never an option. As strange as this overbearing place is, June may be even stranger. *Complete* #1 in darkromance 8/16/24 #1 in reverseharem 8/16/24 #1 in secretidentity 8/19/24 #3 in modernfairtytale 8/19/24 #4 in werewolf 9/2/24 #6 in vampire 9/4/24 Warning: Nudity, language, sexual content, and attempted rape are present in this story. Trigger warnings will be given.

A last minute move across the country in attempt to save her relationship leaves Leia struggling to find housing. It's especially tricky, as she refuses the help of her parents. The Hayes household struggle to pay off both debt and the house, all while maintaining their business and street racing reputations. When they cross paths, they have way more to offer each other than they think.

"𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫." . . . They were never meant to survive this. Not the war. Not the kind of love that unravels empires. Adelaide stands at the heart of it all-a girl forged by blood, bound to two men whose devotion could level kingdoms. Xander, the soldier who bleeds fury and loyalty in equal measure. Knox, the cursed king whose hunger knows no end. Together, their bond is feral. Reckless. Catastrophic. And now, irrevocably real. What exists between them isn't romance-it's ruin. The kind of love written in forbidden scripture and whispered about in the ruins of dead civilizations. It's violent. Addictive. Sacred. And if torn apart again, it might just end them all. But the world is shifting. The ancient Kings have risen, each with a claim to fate's unravelling thread. The Alpha waits beyond the horizon, ravenous, watching, ready to devour the girl he calls his. And fate itself, twisted by centuries of blood magic and betrayal, is circling its chosen ones like vultures over a corpse. To survive, Adelaide must become more than the weapon they want. She must become a myth. Because if they fall now, it won't be their fate. It will be to each other.

Ancient Blood Series Book 3 ~ Rhia reached the top of the ridge just as the column of flames dissipated and the rest of the dragons landed. A chorus of their songs shook the earth in a way she'd never heard before. It was full of elation, and triumph, and love. At the center of the crater was Nekros's huge black form. With him, entwined in a loving embrace, was another dragon. One that Rhia had never met but knew instantly. Bright red feathers, and under glow of orange and yellow magic, and fire-red eyes. It was her. It was Phoenix. She was alive.