Luca Giovanni. The heir to New York's biggest enterprise has a task to complete before his father will pass down the company to him- the company that he's worked his whole life for. He has to find a wife. See, Luca? He didn't do the hearts and flowers. He didn't even do dates. He didn't need back talk, he knew what he wanted. A Submissive. When little miss Valerie Stevens waltzes- well runs into him and spills her Starbucks on him & literally falls down on her knees to beg for forgiveness... he believes he's found just the right girl. Little did he know, Valerie would take him on a ride he never expected and get caught up in the Italian mob along the way. Oh, and she doesn't have a submissive bone in her body.

Before the Awakening... Centuries after the horrible Armageddon, a violent battle fought between the once strongest heroes, Diablos, the strongest demon, and Jalaiya, the strongest angel. They, along with Death, the dark calamity, disappeared. With the world at peace, a new angel Katie is born, inheriting Jalaiya's soul and so doing, harboring a devastating destiny. Raised without a mother's love and cruel training, she is fated to confront the reawoken Diablos, yet her merciless upbringing has left her at odds with her own kin. Beaten on the brink of death every day, it was eventual that things would go too far... and Jalaiya herself took control. Afraid of what she may become, Katie runs into the deepest depths of her mind. There, she encounters Leon, the enigmatic boy who will shape her future and stoke the embers of love. However, the threads of fate are tangled, and Katie must tread a treacherous path, escaping being hunted by her own family while triggering a cataclysmic chain of events that threatens to plunge the world into chaos.

Raised by her witch Grandmother deep in the forest, Skyler has lived a friendless life of isolation and magic. Her fortunes change when she accidentally binds herself to the powerful demon known as Rayne. This former Prince of Hell is inexplicably drawn towards Skyler and finds himself determined to protect her. Skyler on the other hand has no desire to spend the rest of eternity bound to evil. However when her lonely world is plunged into danger as ancient prophecies, assassins, werewolves and army of demons invade her life, the only thing that stands between Skyler and death is Rayne. This is the third book in the The Imperial Vampire Court Saga.

Blayze Norman; A cold and ruthless CEO of Norman Enterprises has decided to take Caden Carter as his bride, not even the heavens was going to stop him. * * * Blayze Norman is the cold, ruthless and industrious CEO of the multi-billion Norman Enterprises. He's meticulous and calculative with his every step. The type to pay back what has been given to him. When he's informed that the debt a lesser company owes his has somehow strained the financial status of his even by the lowest percent, he's offered with the oldest alternative. Make the debtor's oldest daughter his bride and stand the first in line to claim all their properties. Unfortunately for him, the young bride-to-be is not as submissive as he would like. In fact, she's the opposite of what you might call the perfect wife. Soon, they're tying the knot followed by a series of comic events that escalates towards finding love and comfort in each other faster than the two ever expected. * * * THIS BOOK IS COMPLETE BONUS CHAPTER NOW AVAILABLE!

Rowan has only one chance at not Marrying Princess Galina. He must find and turn a mortal woman fae under the power of the Fae Moon. If he succeeds the kingdom will be safe but can he win the heart of a woman he's stolen?

It all started when two lands fell into war.. They fought, elongating a 15 day war to a 15 year war.. In those 15 years, a lot happened but one incident altered the time-line, trapping a group of 9 friends together in a whole new world. How would they survive? Blustlust lurked at every corner, which led to bloodshed.. How could this be stopped? How could they go back to the correct Time-line?

In the realm of Hesian there is Stavros, a detective who has made a name for himself as a dangerous, short-fused cambion; a child of an incubus and a human. Stavros neither wants nor needs a partner, but when the option is taken from him he is left with Elion, a young, cocky elf that knows exactly how to get under his skin. Exhausted with the butting heads and heated exchanges between the two detectives, the Warden of the Force, Mikhail, takes matters into his own hands; leaving Stavros and Elion bound through magic until their lesson is learned. With mounting pressures,egos, and jaded pasts hindering them, the two seemingly opposite partners come to realize that maybe the fire that burns between them isn't solely fueled by disdain, but by something more powerful than anything they will be forced to overcome.

When a simple job goes horribly awry, ghosthunter Anya must prove she has what it takes to do spirit work or risk losing her job, her brother, and a second chance with the One Who Got Away. *** Second-rate ghosthunter Anya Iteri comes from a family of metalweavers -- powerful mages who can forge iron, shape steel, and even bend blood. Down on her luck and struggling for work, Anya bribes her little brother, a city guide, to let her drum up business on one of his tours. The plan is simple. Summon a hibernating ghost to give the tour a good show, return it to its slumber, and collect a hefty tip. But the moment the tour begins, Anya encounters a ghost of a different kind: Eleira Soti, talented hunter and former love of her life, newly returned to the city after years away. El's familiar face leaves Anya fighting distraction and attraction alike on her way into the city's most haunted grounds. The night goes from bad to worse when the wrong ghost gets summoned and fingers are pointed Anya's way. A malignant spirit emerges from the veil, bent on destroying the tour and everyone on it. Racing against time, Anya must team up with El to trap the ghost, save her brother, and prove, once and for all, that her abilities aren't as second-rate as others think. *** Silverweaver is now available across all major platforms. Once titled just "Weaver," it won an honorable mention in the 2021 Open Novella Contest.

ONLY THE FIRST 9 CHAPTERS ARE AVAILABLE. ***** An enslaved champion in the bloodsport of battleboxing, Imalroc has fought for years to try and regain his freedom. But when his fighting contract passes into the hands of Rerdas Toriem, a disgraced noble guarding a dangerous secret, Imalroc finds himself grappling with feelings that both bewilder and upset him. The two men couldn't be more different, but to avoid a political noose, an enemy empire, and a mysterious disease that threatens to upturn everything they know, they must find a way to overcome their conflicting alliances in the hope of securing freedom, safety, and a chance at something more than friendship. [[word count: 200,000-250,000 words]]

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION