Cameron Hatfield wasn't from this realm and the vessel he was assigned on this mortal plane wasn't one that most would pay attention to. Not even his biggest obsession, not even the tiny blonde woman who already had a child and a husband in this lifetime. Making her immortal had failed time and again so he was doomed to watch her live and die over and over again. But this time? Having stolen the Book of The Dead and the Necronomican from the humans he sent to Egypt, Syria, The Koreas, Japan, and even Italy to find, maybe he stood a chance. Yet in this lifetime, as the leader of the biggest gang this side of the Mississippi had ever seen, he had taken to stalking Della Franklin. His needs for evil, corruption, control, and invasion had finally driven him back to a life of crime but Della was nothing like him this time. Soft spoken, neglected, a single mother while married, and a secretly kinky little brat. All he longed for was for her to be his despite her polyamory, all she wanted was for her husband to treat her even remotely close to the shadow wielding fae in her favorite novel. Cameron had work to do and most of it did not involve his gang.

Dawn is a famous writer who lives alone with a herd of feral kittens she's taking slowly. One morning during a winter rainstorm a strange blue light dumps a man on her back lawn. Viktor from Arcane is a full human being and not an anime man. He now occupies the downstairs spare room in Dawn's house. Will they slow burn? Can he convince her to get treatment for her diseases? Will they find a cure for his?

This book is still dedicated to you, Kara. You might not be Supergirl, but I still think you're pretty super, girl. And a big thank you for coming up with the title name. At the young age of three hundred years old, Thessalia Brightsun is the youngest High Lady of the Summer Court to ever sit on the throne in the Golden City of Marivin. She rides the Brightsun family dragon Survaynth to protect her realm, in shows of power, and to fight off the Wyvern's Blight. This disease only affected dragons, wyverns, drakes, and the occasional hydra. This infection can only be contracted via a dark magick spell being cast on the animal and is otherwise non-transferable. The thing that makes the Wyvern's Blight so dangerous is that it possesses draconic types and drives them mad. All they want to do is destroy, and all they hunger for is the taste of warm lifeblood being spilled from a fresh kill. With no known cure, it's up to Thessalia and her fairy Lead Scientist to sedate as many dragons as possible and try to find one. She faces the trials of running a country, fielding marital arrangements made by her cabinet of Ambassadors and High Priestesses, and finding a cure for the Blight and the individual who is behind said Blight. This book was inspired by Dungeon Meshi, Fourth Wing, and ACOTAR. Do with that what you will.

Remiel Morningstar is Lucifer Morningstar's daughter. At the same time, she's also the anti-Christ yet to be born into the human world to bring about the End Times. Most of her days are spent lounging about the many cities of Hell awaiting the day she is to fulfill her duties. There is only one problem: she wants nothing to do with it. Remiel enjoys being the Crown Princess of Hell and her realm but is not interested in playing politics for her Father and Grandfather. On the day she is to be given the order to ascend to the Earthen Plane and do her job she disappears. All of Hell seeks to find her and bring her back to bring about the Biblical Apocalypse but little do they know Remiel made herself disappear. She won't go home unless she can remain in Hell. Her Father refuses to allow her to refuse to do her duty. Will a demonic war break out on Earth? A Heavenly one? Or will someone come along that help Remiel convince Lucifer to stand down?

Undergoing mass editing so bear with me This book is dedicated to people who are fucking SICK of slow burns In a modern world full of magic, having a rare magic type is unusual. Flora Dewberry Whitehand is one of those rare wielders. She is capable of using nature magic. At twenty-one years old and the oldest child of the Whitehand Royal Family she is due to be married. Luckily, she has a say in her future husband or wife. Worried about dealing with someone like the woman suitor her father had picked out Flora is blindsided by Kari Szakata Torvalur who is nothing like the woman from Taethia but harbors a secret family curse. This same curse blankets the Kingdom of Kroqales in eternal winter and the mountainous regions don't leave room for many airports, therefore just like Vrathia, Kroqales only has three cargo-only planes. While navigating the tensions between Kari and his Yeti-half and their budding romantic relationship they are met with a war. The agricultural kingdom of Sorith lies between Vrathia where Flora is from and Kroqales where Kari is from. The citizens and their king want nothing to do with modernization. Having enough of the pollution that this union is bringing to his kingdom the King of Sorith declares war on Vrathia with an invasion of their palace. Still forced to plan a wedding and take a limo drive for a day, around Sorith, whenever they had to go between their respective kingdoms, Kari and Flora start preparing for war. As Flora goes through intense combat training she is still required to go to dress fittings, planning meetings, and more. Blood is shed. Lives are lost. Will they ever make it to the altar?