August Hellington is a singer with dark and terrible edges, longing for a soul as twisted as his, lead by his desire and boundless passion for death. Agony. Agent of discord, feasting on violence, when his older brother leads him to war, he's quick to take arms. But the enemy has death in his stares and heavens on his face. Vilen Tereshkov is a monster feared by the many and the vile. Ex-convict working for his cousins' organisation based in Manhattan, he's sent to take down the rising opponents threatening the rise of a mob war. They answer the surname Hellington. He knows what he has to do. There is just one problem, and a dozen more: One of them looks at him like his bloodied hands are sacred. An artist falls for a muse, monsters are scared of their shadows, beasts kiss on their scars, and the line between enemy and freedom blurs too easily.

23-year-old Elijah Camden uprooted from his small childhood town four years ago to go to college in New York, wanting to escape his menial, uneventful life in Illinois. Now, attempting to move on from an abusive relationship, and preparing to start graduate school, an uneventful life once again sounds ideal. But what was supposed to be a casual night out with friends to celebrate the next chapter in their journeys brings along unexpected acquaintances, and even more unexpected consequences. Apparently, science can't explain everything. Especially Adrian Cozetti.

𝐵𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝐼𝐼𝐼: 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒷𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈 series. ☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ Born with a golden spoon in his mouth, Amaury never quite fit in with the posh princes and princesses of Paris. He was an enigma in their social circles - a fact his mother loathed. As the heir to the family empire, she decided he needed fewer horses and more human connections. Her ultimatum? Enroll at the Elaris Conservatory for Arts and Athletics and make "appropriate" friends, or kiss his trust fund goodbye. Asher Blackwood. To the world, Asher is calm, cold, and always a step removed. The "Golden Boy" of a medical dynasty that owns half the hospitals in California, but lacks his parents' ruthless ambition. He desires nothing but the silence of the archery range - until he crosses paths with the chaotic, free-spirited Amaury, who begins to shatter his controlled routine. -------- As Amaury forces his way into Asher's disciplined world, the friction is immediate. Will they crash and burn, or will they learn to reconcile their differences and find the one thing they're both missing? Tropes & Vibes: • ✨ Enemies to Lovers (ish) • 🔥 Slow Burn & Yearning • 🎭 High-Society Angst

Isaac Blackwoods has spent his entire life running from shadows. From the mansion where his father's voice was a weapon, from the nightmares that follow him into every restless sleep, from the chains of a past he refuses to name. At twenty-two, he finally has a chance to carve out a life of his own-a rookie detective with a brilliant mind and a heart too soft for the cruel city he serves. But angels never walk unnoticed. And Isaac? Isaac has caught the eyes of monsters. They don't fall in love. They consume. They don't chase. They claim. And now their eyes are on him. To them, Isaac is not a detective. He is not a rival. He is theirs. Their butterfly. Their obsession. Isaac believes in justice, in peace, in the quiet discipline of a life not ruled by violence. They believe in blood, in power, in keeping what belongs to them no matter the cost. He thinks they're his enemies. They think he's their future. And when angels and devils meet, only one truth remains: obsession is the most dangerous game of all. Tropes: Detective x criminals Evil x angel Obsession Possession Mafia

SEQUEL TO THE BRIGHT ROOM ----- A murdered elder. A conspiracy among the local underground authorities. Malformed foundlings scattered in the desert. An ancient vampire friend somehow connected to it all. That's too much to handle even for Randy, a famously efficient vampire fixer, even with all the surprises he hides under his old-school duster. But his new partner, Clara, a world-weary executive assigned to watch over him, might be more trouble than help, especially with the tension between them that somehow even co-feeding cannot ease. Meanwhile, vampire hunter Gareth and whatever-the-hell-she-is-now Samantha try to navigate their new... business relationship, with all its emotional complexity (you've read my previous novel, right?), while Sam's mysterious powers develop, her sins come back to haunt her, and her best friend Cassie is still missing. To find her, they need to turn every stone the vampires hide under. But turning every stone is very much against the rules of vampiric society that Randy and Clara are defending. Will they be able to figure out they are all solving the same mystery, before something irreversible happens? And if they do, will they fix the underground world... or turn it into ash? This is another of my nesting dolls -- this time, an erotic horror/dark romance hides inside a mystery novel inside an urban fantasy. Seems simpler than the last one? Well, no luck, the existential dread is still there. If you're here from the prequel, to check what happened after the epilogue, this part starts in chapter 3. Melting. This is a work in progress, and a lot can still change. It's mature -- though, for now, not as hard on the reader as the previous book... yet the cogs in my head are spinning fast to fix that in the future. How kinky can a blood farm get? I am not sure yet, but it will be so much fun to find out. TEMPORARILY ON HOLD -- BE BACK IN A FEW WEEKS.

To the world he is the Godslayer, the beast who devoured gods and razed kingdoms. To himself he is only Bane, a dragon betrayed and entombed by the man he trusted most: his own rider. Now, centuries later, Bane is dragged back into a mortal shell and bound to a king's command to fight another war. But the rider who once caged him offers a bargain: survive four trials, and be restored to his true form. Freedom, redemption, even love, all whispered on the serpent's tongue. To follow him is to embrace the hate they share, and the ruin it promises. Yet hate runs close to love, and love close to madness. Every trial drags old sins into the light and knots their bond tighter with blood and memory. Together they could unmake empires, or unmake each other first.