"All CJ knew was that Quinn was different, and in Bayside, different didn't come around too often." A police sergeant at age 25, CJ Thomas was always destined for greatness. Every man wanted to be him, and every woman wanted to be with him. But that really wasn't CJ's thing. Nothing was really CJ's thing. Until the kid wearing beat-up Nikes and a Pink Floyd T-shirt stepped into his station--in handcuffs, nonetheless. From that day on, CJ had a thing. And it was going to be so much more trouble then it was worth.

Eric Giordanio is the hottest male model in the world. Not only is he drop-dead gorgeous, he's also THE bachelor both men and women want to catch by the balls. He has everything and needs nothing. Well, not really 'nothing'. All he ever craved for was the heart of his childhood best friend, Riley Lancaster. But it was a route doomed to fail. So, what's a man to do? Well, he works his ass off until he collapses. Duh~ Enter Jordan McEvanaugh, a male nurse hoping to finish med-school and become a neuro-surgeon in the city's largest hospital. Jordan is hired to work as Eric's personal attendant after he worked himself to exhaustion, contracted to care for Eric 24/7. He's not the most handsome guy out there. Hell, he was the most normal-looking man Eric had ever seen. He also wasn't the type that was the 'handsome guy hidden under a mask of ugly, then magically turns into a beautiful swan'. No, no, no, no. He was plain as the sky was blue. However, Eric couldn't help but be enticed by this man who was the complete opposite of him. With silver-grey eyes, his gaze is piercing and cold that it screams 'not interested'. Was life just messing with him? Maybe, maybe not. Being treated like he had the deathly plague or he had the worst body odor on the planet was not his idea of being wooed, yet he unmistakably falls for it. Diving head first into unfamiliar waters, he tries to reel in the indifferent attendant and, at the same time, face criticisms from people he thought were desperate for him. With all this going on, Eric starts to believe that maybe he really wasn't THE perfect man he thought he was.

"You make me want to keep dancing, even when the music stops." • • • Ever since her father died of a stroke while she was dancing for him, Fiona has been afraid to dance in front of others. She closed up her talent behind locked doors and only dared to dance to the mirror; There was nobody she could hurt when she was alone. So what happens when the mirror suddenly reveals another person that catches her as she's about to lose footage in a pirouette? Someone who dares her to dance with him, to step outside her comfort zone. Life-happy Adam sees a lost but gifted girl, afraid to show her talent. Her life has been standing still for so long, she's turned into a dancer without movement. So what does he make her do? He makes her pirouette.

They are born of myth, legend, and lore. Beautiful women beneath the waves, tempting sailors with playful smiles and beckoning gazed as the break the surface. It is nearly every young sailors dream to encounter a mermaid, to see the beauties of the sea. Maybe, just maybe, to catch one too. That is...until their wish comes true. They find themselves face to face with the strange enchanting girl smiling just above the surface with skin like moonlight and lips like rose petals. Just one touch, is all it takes to seal a sailors fate. Beneath the waves is not ethereal beauty. But claws, and fangs, and blades of stone. Revealed in the sea is a mermaids true face and a sailors deadly fate. And Zariel is the deadliest of them all. Daughter of Poseidon and a deep sea mermaid she is dark, powerful, and beautiful by both mermaid standards and especially that of the humans. There is nothing she enjoys more than a hunt, collecting different skulls of different types of humans. Navy men, merchants, fishermen, pirates, and travelers alike. She has them all. Her collection is as admirable as her ferociousness. Only one type of mortal is missing. One skull she has yet to collect. A royal. Royal bones for a royal mermaid. Zariel, princess of the sea, doesn't want just any royal. No. She wants a prince. One who matches her in both ferocity and blood thirst. Zariel was going to get the skull of Rowan Delacroix if it was the last thing she did. Formerly first inline to the throne. A prince turned pirate. A hunter of mermaids. His ship was one she would take pride in wreaking.

Frey Sanders isn't a shy guy. He is a lot of things - obnoxiously loud, over-confident, spoiled - but shy was never even in the list of words to describe him. He has enough confidence to have lots of friends, not considered to be the most popular in school, but definitely a welcomed guest at most tables during lunch. And as the son of the owner of the most popular club in town, his image is nowhere near being ruined. It all becomes a bit complicated when he pisses off the wrong people, and they decide on teaching him a lesson in humility. What they aren't aware of, are the raging fights inside Frey's own mind that he struggles with every day. With an over-bearing mother, a mostly absent father and his own mind messing with him, will Frey be able to handle their revenge? A group of friends teams up, coming up with a plan to get back at Frey; all with a different reason. But Frey responds to everything a whole lot different from what they expected. How will they teach Frey a lesson, if he turns the table and the plan backfires in their faces?

Zale is a cry baby. He can't help it. He just gets so mad that the tears start flowing, which makes him even madder. It also doesn't help that the world is sinking. Unpredictably, the land shifts and entire cities can disappear under the water. Zale and his family thought they were safe, until the water started to rise. They raced to higher ground and lost everything in the process. With no money, they find themselves in a world congested with flood survivors. They can't find work or even an apartment. Steel, the local underground boss, has an offer for them that will end with Zale's mother and sister in a brothel. It'll mean money and housing, but Zale won't let it happen. He offers himself instead if the group takes care of his family. Steel agrees. Besides, he wanted Zale to begin with. (Sample: full story can be purchased as an ebook or viewed on Tapas and Radish Fiction.)

Pale, inhumanly fast, unparalleled reflexes and even better senses, Vampires were well known in the supernatural worlds as they took their place amongst the Apex predators. Though most of them were sophisticated creatures, identified by whom and what they fed on, there were some rather unique individuals considered as a rarity. Blood bound them all but some vampires longed for a forbidden pleasure, a dark desire and thirst of the blood of the rarest creature known to their kin. The blood of a Deprived. Creating a Deprived was forbidden, the punishment for such an offence was a painful and drawn out death. To create a Deprived, a vampire needed to reject its mate, knowing that the rejection would alter and change the bodies of their Beloved and doom them to the life of a bloodslave. Yet somehow, that is exactly what happened to Jesse.

"They say that before you an I had ever existed there was a kingdom and within its borders a world of magic." "And what happened to this kingdom Mama?" The older woman hummed softly, braiding the childs hair with gentle fingers, "The kings and queens of the surrounding realms saw danger in this kingdoms residents, for you see, it was the only land where magic resided. Together the waged a war against the potential threat to protect their subjects. The war was long. But eventually the kingdom of magic was purged." The little girl peered up at her mother, wide eyed, "but what of the men and ladies who use magic today?" "There were few that were spared in that war. the magic users we see today are their decedents. They side with kingdoms as they see fit and aid us." She peered at her reflection in awe, "All of them?" At this her mother gave pause, "...no, not all. There is one who claims no alliance. She is an ally to no kingdom." The child wrinkled her nose in confusion, "so she helps everyone?" "No..this sorceress is not kind like the few you have met through your father. She wishes for nothing more than destruction." "why?" "No one knows my dear child. Nor do we wish to cross paths with her even if it means to discover why." "But..wouldn't it help to ask her?" "It is not that simple dear. one day you will understand." The child hummed a bit, "okay." The room plunged into silence. "Hey mama?" "Yes dear?" "What is that ladies name?" The mother shook her head slightly, "No one knows, not really. She is shrouded in darkness, her identity a mystery besides the rumors that float around her. But they call her Sin." The little girl cocked her head to the side, "and what did Sin do with her magic if she didn't help people with her power?" At this the mother blanched, "She became the greatest assassin that ever lived."

The bell to my grandfathers old shop rang and I looked up from my magazine, "Welcome to Sugar Suga- whoa what happened to your face?" A dark haired man in worn black jeans spat on my perfectly polished cotton candy floor. "shut up and let me use the back room." I shrugged, staring at the light purple tile he spat on, "Kay but was there really a need to spit on my floor? this is a candy shop you know. Cant have bloody spit in the chocolate." If looks could kill I would be melted into a rainbow puddle. He jumped behind the counter and stormed into the back room, "tell anyone here and I'll fucking kill you." I snorted, "what are you going to do gag me with your lolly pop?" He froze in the doorway for a moment before slamming the door behind him. What a fun guy. I looked up at the bell ringing again, "Hello! welcome to Sugar-Sugar my names Lola and I'll be happy to make any non sexual sweet dreams come true!" I love when there are no kids in the store and I can ad-lib the greeting A group of crude looking men stared at me for a long moment, "have you seen a beaten up pretty boy around here?" I pointed out the door, "pretty sure I saw him pass by, why?" They left without answering my question and I shrugged, going back to my magazine, "Yo! pretty boy back there buy some candy will you? its the least you can do after I kept you from getting shot in the face!" ~~ After Lola Fayes grandfather died he left her his beloved candy shop. Doing the rational thing she dropped out of high school to work full time at her favorite childhood place where she was practically raised. So when a mysterious man storms in one day and demands she lets him use the shop as a safe haven as her grandfather had her life is turned upside down in a strange way she never even dreamed she would have to deal with. ~~ A/N just so you know this book contains magic and sex....heh magic sex XD read at own risk!