She moaned low and breathy, like something just beneath a prayer. The sound didn't seem coy. It felt possessed. Jacob stumbled back behind a tree, his pulse hammering in his throat. His lips ajar. He didn't even remember breathing. The crucifix beneath his shirt felt like ice against his chest. He gripped it anyway. The metal biting into his palm. He told himself he hadn't seen what he saw. ************* In Little Harmonie, purity is worshiped, sin is hunted, and witches burn. Father Jacob should condemn Delilah. Instead, he craves her. Her beauty tempts him, her power unsettles him, and her darkness feels too much like his own. But the deeper he falls, the uglier the truth bleeds out: the town is rotten, the sermons are lies, and the real monsters don't just lurk in the woods... they wear holy robes. In a place that calls itself pure, obsession is holy, and love is the most dangerous curse of all.

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.

𝐵𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝐼𝐼: 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒷𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈 series. ☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ "I love you, José." Three words meant for my twin brother. But they were whispered to me. ----------- After losing his chance at a scholarship to the prestigious Elaris conservatory for Arts and Athletics. Javier Fernando never expected to take his twin's spot-let alone share a passionate night with his brother's best friend, Kayden Addams. Kayden is perfect on paper: star quarterback, billionaire heir, and still reeling from a past he keeps buried. One drunken night, he mistakes Javier for José... and everything changes. ---------- As Javier navigates a school where grades depend on prestige, politics, and performance, he must also survive awkward classroom note exchanges, emotionally loaded glances, and too many near-misses with Kayden to ignore. All while grappling with old wounds, unresolved confessions, and a secret summer night they never talk about. At Elaris, everyone's performing. But Javier is running out of ways to hide the truth: He never stopped wanting Kayden. enemies to lovers(kind of), slow burn, lots of yearning and angst. Updates every Tuesday and Thursday.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲," Yn hissed, "𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞." "𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧," Taehyung whispered, his voice sharp. "𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐢 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞...𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ➳What if your so-called protector is something else entirely? ➳What will happen when you realize that everything you thought, everything you lived, was just an illusion? that your life was nothing but lies, created by the person you're in love with? [🔞|| 𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞|| 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞|| 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 || 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 || 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 || 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬 || 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆] A story where everyone is a villain!

[boyxboy] [#143 in teen fiction] [completed] *TW: Trauma, death, drugs, bullying, attempted suicide* His parents are drug addicts and alcoholics. His brother is in a gang. His sister doesn't talk much. He plays baseball and knows how to stand up for himself. What's one more thing added to the list going to do? A lot. Orion is gay, and that one little uncontrollable identity pushes him over the edge, when it should set him free. Cover thanks to @-normality Completed 12/16/2016 @ 4:49 PM EST

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.

❝𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.❞ 𝘈𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭'𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘺. 𝘡𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯'𝘴. 𝘏𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳.𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥. 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘺. Solène Marceau thought love would save her. Instead, it swallowed her whole. Ansel Laurent doesn't love―he consumes. His touch... a burn. His words... a leash. His presence... a suffocation. His love... a slow and painful death. She should have run the first time his grip tightened, the first time his whispered words curled around her throat like a promise of things to come. But she didn't. And now, he won't let her go. Zavien Amato was supposed to be her escape... his unrequited love fueling his desire to protect her, the one person who saw the girl beneath the wreckage, the one who would tear the world apart to pull her from the fire. But Ansel isn't just the fire―he is the burning. And if Solène dares to run, if she dares to reach for a life without him, he will drag her back into the dark with bloody hands and a smile. She is his. And... If he can't have her... no one can.

CHECK YOUR TRIGGERS FIRST!! In which I fall in love with my sister's brother. "I should hate you." He whispers against my lips. "You do." I say and he nods his head "Then why does it feel like I'd burn the world for you." ** Karina Poleman never planned to marry Nicholas De La Noche-her sister's blood brother, her personal nightmare in a designer suit. Cold-blooded, calculating, and devastatingly cruel, Nicholas forced her hand to seal an alliance between cartels. Now, she wears his ring. Sleeps in his bed. And burns every time he looks at her like he owns her soul. She should hate him. She does hate him. But hate tastes a lot like want and lust when the lights go out. There's something in the way he watches her. Like he's waiting for her to run-so he can chase. Like he wants to ruin her just to see what's underneath the ruins. Like he's been bleeding for her long before she ever said I do. Torn between a past soaked in blood and a future built on lies, Karina is pulled into a deadly game of loyalty, lust, and legacy. When Nicholas is poisoned by someone from her past, a league of deadly assassins and illegal chemists-and the list of enemies starts with her name-she must choose: let him die, or face the truth she swore she'd bury. The past comes roaring back-coated in ash and names she swore never to speak. To save him, she'll have to go back to the shadows. To the place she became a ghost. To the truth that might destroy them both. A dark, erotic romance about knives, bloodlines, and the kind of love that feels like war. Intended for a mature audience (18+) only! viewers discretion is highly advised. Started: January 1st 2025 Ended: