The Risen Series Book 2 My mate and King of our kind is back on his throne, but shadows still lurk with hands ready to steal it. I'm forced to learn quickly how to stand by his side, even if it's not within my nature to lead. Atanas promises that we're safe, but I won't feel that way until we've dealt with those that circle like vultures around scraps. Airell is still out there, still rallying vampires to his cause while he seems to be searching with increasing desperation something...or someone...he leaves chaos in his wake, allowing humans to catch wind that there might be others living amongst them. Leaving our home in the care of a loyal friend, Atanas and I decide to we too must hunt, but our pray is Airell himself. Having never left my home country before, it's a daunting task but I'm ready to face my fears, and discover just what it means to be Moontouched.

Picked for the WattVamps February Showcase & now a Wattpad Dark Fantasy featured story! The Risen Series - Book 1 Rebellion I've been a cardholding member of the undead for centuries, torn away from the sun by a vampire with no care for human life. From the moment I opened my eyes to the night and had my first craving for blood, my Maker twisted and moulded me into exactly what he wanted; trapping me in his hold. Until one day he let me go. Content to live out eternity as no more than a shadow, I do my best to stay out of trouble. But trouble always had a way of finding me. During a hunt, I run into another vampire doing his best to go unnoticed; one so ancient the air around him reeks of power, and he claims he's just escaped imprisonment from the very council that used me to their own ends. Atanas demands I help him until he regains his strength so he can finish what he started a century ago, but I'm not sure that's all he wants from me. And while I'm no supporter of the council he seeks vengeance against, there are secrets that bind my life to theirs, and I know better than most that disloyalty means death. But in the shadows, a rebellion has been brewing, and I might be more important to both sides than I could ever have imagined.

The Demon King, Dimitri Rae the most dangerous and brutal demon you could ever come across has been ruling over Rovana for a very long time. Life tends to get boring so Dimitri results to torturing and killing humans as a form of entertainment. This has been going on for more than a century and the humans are too weak to fight back. A prophecy states that The Demon King can be stopped by one thing and one thing only. A girl who will be eighteen years of age when she meets the King. The prophecy doesn't state how she will stop him, just that the demon King can be stopped. So every year, the humans send twenty girls who are eighteen years of age, down to Rovana, hoping one of them will be able to kill him. Read this extraordinaire tale of love and hatred as they come together in one epic bang. Highest Ranking: #1 in Paranormal (Thank you all so much!!!) Completed.

Colors danced behind my eyes, until the world fell into a haze of dark mist. Black fissures of power within arm's reach. Mine. Magic slammed into me, endless and vast like a tidal wave coming in and crushing over my head. I took it, absorbed it, glutted myself on it because it felt good. No consequences. No pain.

A vampire mage and a modern cop team up to battle evil magic... When police sergeant Caro Harrington witnesses a man being killed by an invisible assailant, she suspects a detective agency with a reputation for solving "weird cases" might be her only hope. Especially now that she senses someone has been watching her ever since she saw the murder. But when Caro walks in the door, her own uncanny skills tell her these aren't ordinary men...especially Iain Keller, who, surprisingly enough, is the first person to believe her. Once a Persian mage, Iain is drawn to Caro in a way that no woman has ever attracted him. The magic glimmering within this mortal witch calls to his own, and the need to possess Caro drives him, until it's all-consuming. The vampire can fight it...or he can save her, teach her and damn himself.

'I was falling. And he was going to catch me. I just knew he was.' For Megan Walden, life is all about perfection. She's the perfect friend, the perfect wife, the perfect office dogsbody, but what happens when she makes a decision that cracks the glass protecting her perfect little world? During a night-out in the shadow of her effervescent best friend, Megan meets Harper Cain and is instantly intrigued by the mysterious tattooed rocker-type with his trace of Bostonian accent and brooding darkness that lurks behind his smile. Knowing instinctively that she is playing with fire, and yet finding herself inexplicably drawn to the irresistible Harper, Megan embarks on a course that will destroy the foundations of her whole world and force her to question everything and everyone she has ever known. Plunging headlong into a nightmare she cannot stop, Megan realises too late that playing away with a mysterious stranger is the least of her worries. It's time for her perfect life to come to an end Will Harper catch her? Or will Megan be able to save herself?

Since the death of his claimed mate, the only thing that's kept Kane's heart beating is his quest for vengeance. His contempt for rogue vampires runs deep. So when a mysterious woman is brutally attacked, Kane's protective instincts - and his will to live - are suddenly reawakened.... As a werewolf who can't shape-shift, Tessa wants only to lead a "normal" life. But when the magnetically seductive Kane risks his life to save hers, Tessa is torn between everything she believes...and an unstoppable, soul-deep desire. Fiercely drawn to each other, these two sworn enemies fall into a passionate alliance. But evil's wrath cannot be underestimated, nor its ability to destroy.... **Adult Content Warning: Some of the chapters in this books contain content of an adult nature and are for mature audiences only ages 18+. Reader discretion is advised.**

A jolt. A small hitch in the rhythmic beating of my heart. Dèjà vu didn't even begin to describe it. ... My heart stopped, my breath jostled forward, shock rippling through my system. It happened again. For a few precious seconds my mind froze up and, together with my body, went into a complete lockdown. It was the same each time I saw him.

Well, you could stare at a white wall until you were blue in the face, it would never be more than a white wall. The same was true for the master vampire. A vampire was a vampire was a vampire. Period. (Anna Johnson)

... for a moment I thought that everything was back to normal, that I was okay. But then it came crashing down on me. Blood was valuable. Blood was life. The loss of blood had a price. A high one.