❝poisonous fangs can only reap poisonous fruit.❞ Nerluce - named for light - dwells in darkness. It was forged from the shadows of the great beasts, who flash their cruel fangs and crueler insults, who seek to choke the light from his chest with their iron chains, who despise all who are not like them. Disdain for gods and men is made in dim places. Hunger for ruin is cultivated on a starving stomach. Power for destruction is rarely given but when it is, oh, the world will burn. CONTENT WARNINGS (16+) Profanity, violence and gore, alcohol usage, neglect and verbal abuse, self-destructive actions and suicidal ideation, minor character death, and morally-questionable people doing morally-questionable things. [[WORD COUNT: 150,000]] COVER BY APHRODITE270

When Sam's stalker ex turns out to be an Incubus who is haunting her dreams, she turns to the handsome Demon King of Lust for help. ***** Sam Fox is desperate. Recurring nightmares of her stalker ex are becoming eerily real and she knows something more is going on. So when a mysterious handsome bartender claims he can help, she reluctantly accepts. There's just one small detail she didn't see coming: her ex is actually an Incubus gone rogue and this hot bartender is the Demon King of Lust himself. Now her dreams--and her life--are under his protection. --------- NOTE: This book takes place in the Siren's Mark universe following the events of Siren's Fall. You do not have to read the other books, but the story will contain some spoilers. ✓ Completed July 28th, 2023 © All Rights Reserved ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains adult language, explicit sex (consensual), physical violence, and stalking, emotional abuse and manipulation (not romanticized). Expect detailed descriptions of experiences similar to sleep paralysis. Themes discussed may include childhood physical abuse and homophobia/biphobia. This book is intended for adult readers and reader discretion is encouraged.

Matthew has always wanted to be Miya, practically since birth. But who can she tell? Her family is in shambles after her father left to be with his mistress. Her friends are oblivious, what with her guy friend trying to get together with her girl friend. Even strangers tell her what a nice and 'handsome young boy' Matthew is, and hope she doesn't change from that. Is this the one thing Matthew has to go through alone? Or would there be a little help for her to reach her goal to become who she really is? (ROUGH DRAFT) If you're interested in reading more of Miya's story, you can find it in my collection of shorts, Looking Forward.

Deeply hurt by a lover's betrayal, Noah Hunter leaves a shattered life behind and moves to Spring Lakes to join his brother's pack. All he wants is a quiet place and some time to heal. Fate has other ideas. In the middle of the night, on a lonely stretch of road, Noah hits a dog. When he brings the injured animal to a veterinarian, he crosses paths with the singular, mysterious, and aggravatingly handsome Ambrose Thorne. When, after learning that Noah needs a place to stay, Ambrose invites him to his home, Noah thinks he may have found just the sort of peace and space he needs, and the last thing he expects is to become entangled in the heart of a mystery. While helping his brother Dane on a case involving a string of inexplicable thefts, Noah soon discovers that his new acquaintance is more than he seems and is inextricably tied to the strange burglaries. As the case becomes complicated by occult rituals, murder, and mythical beasts, Noah finds himself in more than one kind of danger - because while he doubts that anyone would want something so broken and torn, it seems like his heart might get stolen, too. He just hopes that the one who steals it and the thief at the heart of the mystery are not one and the same. ----- WARNINGS: This story contains strong language, some violence, and sex. ----- DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and in

Cole's life has never been his. For as long as he could remember, his one job in life was to play the role of a copycat. He's had to pretend to be his older brother as soon as his parents realized the two looked very alike to one another despite not being twins. His birth wasn't planned nor wanted so what better way to make use of an unwanted child than to constantly put their life in danger? He swears his parents had the most fucked up logic he's ever heard of but this is his life and it'd continue to be that way until the day one of his brother's assassins finally succeeded in killing him. Well, that's what he thought until he was kidnapped by the Azure Dragon's group and encountered their boss, Eros. Not caring much about who he was, Cole punched him. Yup, he punched one of the largest mafia groups in the U.S.' boss right in the face. But who knew that one punch would, instead of ending his life, change it? --------------- "I have to pee" I said monotonously to the guard in front of me. I could immediately tell he thought that I was hoping to be led to a bathroom so I can find an escape, but I didn't need a bathroom. The bucket would do just fine. And as expected, that's what was given to me. I had relieved myself a few times in the dingy little thing unfortunately but, rather that than piss myself. "You go in there" he said and I looked down at my tied legs. "How am I supposed to pee with my legs tied?" I said and he looked at me confused. "My dick is small" I said holding up my pinky for emphasis and the guy gave me a disgusted look. "Make it quick" he said gruffly after untying my legs and helped me stand up. "Can you turn around?" I asked as I saw the man was just standing there. "No" he said. Whatever, his nose not mine. [Completed. 125k words]

Unjustly accused of murder, the Demon of Wrath joins forces with the Archangel of Justice to find the true culprit. ____ Sannarah lives from one deadline to the next. As a Wrath Demon, she is obliged to provide a certain number of human souls to the Fallen God every month so she can stay in the Human Realm. If she fails to do so, she'll be sent straight back to Hell. And it's not a nice place, even for demons. One day she follows the shady tip-off and finds herself in the middle of a gruesome crime scene as the main suspect. The lead investigator Melkyal, an Archangel of Justice, gives her a choice: she can help him find an actual perpetrator and get a clean slate, or refuse and spend a few weeks in jail for petty crimes. With looming deadlines, she can't afford to waste time. But teaming up with an angel can't be a good idea. Even though he seems reasonable and focused on finding the truth, he's still a mortal enemy. Sannarah has an opportunity to topple the unjust order plaguing her whole life, but the chances of success are slim, and the consequences of failure are unfathomable. Melkyal must choose between blind obedience to his god and trusting his own judgment. They may have to take a leap of faith to save each other. ____ 🌟Shortlisted for the Wattys 2022🌟 🥇place in the Count Awards in the Paranormal category ____ The beautiful cover made by amazing @Lueur_laVespine

* 'I-I am sorry your highness I touched ...!' She was trying to apologize, but she fell silent as she could not utter with her mouth that she accidentally touched his lips. 'But I am not sorry!' He said calmly looking straight at her. What was she supposed to say after hearing his words? 'I did not mean to touch your highness's ...' she said with great difficulty. 'That was not a touch.' He said not permitting her to brush it off as an accident, even though it clearly was. 'It was a kiss.' He said with a hoarse determined voice. She widened her eyes, as her face flushed even more than it did when she realized what she had done. He dared to say the word she avoided. 'That was not! I...' she tried to refute. 'What is a kiss Celia?' She could not answer. How could she say the definition of a kiss with her own mouth, it would only confirm his words. * 'It was an accident. I am truly sorry, I did not mean any discourtesy towards your highness. If I can make up for my error somehow?' She quickly said. She did not know of his personal life, as he had a tight security around him and nobody knew much of the king outside official visits and business. He must have felt insulted. 'Please don't call it an accident. For a first kiss of a person to be called an accident ...' He said again with a dejected tone, but did not continue. It was like he had already gotten his point across. 'Ahhh. I am so sorry! It really was an ...' She wanted to say accident but, because of his pleading she could not actually say it. To have committed the blame of taking the king's first kiss and then not acknowledging it, how would he think of her? At this point she did not even realize that their roles had reversed, or that it was her first kiss also. PS: If you like loyal mates... then please proceed further :D