A prophecy. A lie. A love to conquer centuries. *** Cassandra is a woman without a last name, a woman who has toiled through life just grazing the edge of survival. To her, the world is bleak and disappointing... That is until she realizes the part of the world she's seen is just a veil over the immortal one. And that her displacement has been founded and prophesied for centuries. She is a seer, a prophetess. Locked within her are the answers her tireless, blood-hungry predators search so longingly for. Her purpose is suddenly known. Like a flame to wick, everything around her ignites and burns, throwing her into the unknown, into an even tougher feat of survival. She must take shelter with a man, a stranger, someones who until this point in her life had been only mythical. Lost in Siberia, she will need to flee and disappear under his protection. There's only one problem. He's an immortal who thrives on blood. A vampire, a deserter from his species. And he's irresistible. *** Winner of The 2019 Fiction Awards: Best Paranormal*** -Book One of The Blood Lust Series- Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, past references to sexual assault/abuse, explicit violence, murder, gore, depression.

The sequel to Her Terrifying Love. When Lyla finds herself committed to a juvenile psych ward after a mental breakdown, she must begin piecing together her life and find a way to stop her abusive ex-boyfriend's relentless attacks from beyond the grave all while keeping her terrible secret.

While being chased by her abusive boyfriend, Lyla turns the tables, shoving him into the path of an oncoming car. But rather than calling the police, she and her friend, Jack bury the body deep in the woods. Instead of finishing her senior year in peace, Lyla is horrified to discover that her dead ex has returned for revenge. This genre-bending supernatural thriller weaves elements of murder mystery, romance, high school drama, humor, and, of course, a terrifying ghost story. (Excerpt from "Her Terrifying Love") Jack's chest heaved. "You said he was dead." Lyla inched closer and whispered, "He had no pulse!" "Maybe he was just stunned." "We carried him all that way," she said. "He wasn't breathing." "But maybe he woke up after we left him down there." "Woke up?! His neck was broken." Jack hung his head. He couldn't make sense of this. "I know how this is gonna sound, but..." He choked on his words. "When I went to pick up my car from the body shop yesterday, he was standing across the street. Watching me." "Who was?!" "Keenan. I swear to God." "No way," she asserted. "That's crazy talk. He's dead." "It was him." Jack nodded. "He had a frickin' giant tattoo on his neck." A shiver flashed down Lyla's spine. Jack confirmed what she'd been dreading. He'd been seeing the ghost, too. If you enjoyed "Her Terrifying Love," check out the sequel, "Dirty Secrets." https://www.wattpad.com/822348938-dirty-secrets-prologue