Selene Meyers loves everything about her hometown. From the generations owned and operated shops, to the town's traditions, to the magic... Yes. Magic. Because she is a witch... Something that her Nana never seems to let her forget because as the public town witch, she wants her granddaughter to embrace her gifts. Especially because she knows she won't be around much longer to keep protecting her... When grueling deaths start shaking her beloved small town, Selene knows that her time for neutrality is over, because something dangerous is coming for her. To protect herself she has to embrace her power and she gets help from an unlikely source. A man named Silas who has secrets of his own and a strange connection to Nana barges into her life. And he refuses to leave. He is arrogant, crude, knows NO concept of personal space and...he is devilishly handsome. Something he likes to use to make Selene uncomfortable when she's being especially stubborn... Together they will work to unleash her true potential to protect the thing she loves most. Her home.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆. 𝑯𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚. *Book 2 of the 'Sweet' series. Can be read as a standalone* Isabelle Lockhart travels the world and blogs about love. At least she used to before she promised to look after her sister's bakery. Now, stuck in small town California for the next six months, Isabelle is desperate to find romantic content for her blog or risk losing both readers and income. Then a whipped cream disaster sends her into the arms of sexy, charming Evan King, heir to the Candy King Company. Since childhood, Evan has been battling his overprotective family. Known as 'The Heartbreaker,' he's found an outlet with women. And when bad news strikes him, he seeks a distraction by offering to show Isabelle the romance of the Bay Area. Isabelle jumps at the chance...as long as they keep things platonic. But soon Evan's hot combination of charm, perfect kisses, and a serious sweet tooth melts her defenses. As Isabelle and Evan surrender to their delicious attraction, they are forced to confront the reality of her wanderlust and his responsibilities. When love and hearts collide, can Isabelle and Evan find their sweet ending? ⚠︎ WARNING! ⚠︎ Contains Sparkle pops, knee-high socks, wanderlust, road trips, and wicked acts involving chocolate mousse cake laced with Kahlua and ancho chilies. Okay seriously though, this book contains mature content so if you don't like erotica this book is not for you....if you do then you in for a treat.

Vampires have slayers. Werewolves have trackers. Everything else has a hunter. --- Elise Bunting knows all about the things that go bump in the night. Just because she knows, doesn't mean she cares. Considering she is descendant of one of the most notorious Hunters, Alistair Bunting - she knows she should really start paying attention and with her brother is missing after going after a clan of dark fae adds to that theory. Soon after his disappearance her father moves them to the city he was last seen in and while her parents look for him, Elise goes to enroll at a local college set on gaining a qualification to take her far away from her crazy family. Instead she meets Logan, a Tracker. This chance meeting has her deciding to try and find out more about what happened to her sibling and Elise starts to understand what being a Hunter is all about. --- PART 1 in the Hunter Series. contains swearing, violence, and some adult themes. unedited ©2014 ellarose12

Adrian had hunted Amélie for longer than he cared to admit. And that, coming from him, was saying something. Usually, he found no difficulty seeking out the girls he had been assigned and luring them in with his handsome figure and tantalizing smile. He was an Incubus, after all - a demon whose specialty was seduction. He had broken more hearts than he could count. What he did, he did without feeling, and without remorse. Such was the existence of a demon. Until he found Amelie. She - a petite yet unquestionably strong-willed young woman - hadn't swooned at Adrian's feet when she first saw him, but turned and bolted in the opposite direction as fast as her feet could carry her. It was as though she had known exactly what he had come for the instant she met his sparkling green eyes. He would know her inside and out better than she knew herself before he was through with her though. And when he was, she would belong to him mind, body and soul. The fact that she had powers she was only just beginning to discover was merely a bonus.

Sam is the most promising swordsman among this year’s crop of Paladin trainees...and knows it. Brash, cocky, and unbeatable with a sword (well, almost), Sam is the kingdom of Thule’s best hope against the violence wrought by demons. The only problem is that Sam is really Lady Samantha, daughter of the seventeenth Duke of Haywood, and if her father has his way, she’ll be marrying a Paladin, not becoming one. But Sam has never held much interest in playing damsel-in-distress, and so she rescues herself from a lifetime of boredom and matrimonial drudgery. Pity that Tristan Lyons, the Paladin assigned to train her, is none other than the hero of her childhood. He hasn’t recognized her as Lady Samantha--yet-- but if he does, he’ll take away her sword and send her packing. Sam is not the only trainee hiding secrets: Braeden is a half-demon with a dark past that might be unforgivable. Sam, Braeden and Tristan set out for the western coast, charged with rooting out an infestation of demons that has made the West unlivable. As they travel, they uncover a deep-seated corruption of power that threatens to derail everything they stand for. Rebellion stirs, led by a rival faction of warriors who tempt Sam to join them with an irresistible offer. A war between men is coming, and Sam must pick a side. Will saving the kingdom cost her life -- or just her heart? Reminiscent of Mulan, but with a medieval fantasy twist, Paladin is a tale of adventure, action, and romance.

THE DARK FAIRY TALE SERIES 1 This book is what happens when you merge dark humor, the greater good, sin and fairy tale characters into one hell of a story. *** Everything you know about fairytales is a lie. The stories aren't true. Little Red Riding-Hood didn't get devoured, the wolf didn't eat the old lady or trick them. They forgot to mention during bedtime tales that Little Red is a beast. That her cloak is a death omen or protection and you don't get to choose which one falls on you. Oh but the wolf? He would love to ravage her skin, his desire not suitable for your childhood fairytale. Little Red is about to go on a mission along with the big bad wolf and their elect team of killer magical dumbasses to kill the Wicked Queen. There's no silver lining in this fairy tale. Because things are about to get bloody. *** "Do they actually call you Little Red," Hand around her throat, the wolf sneers at her so close that she can feel warm breath on her neck. "Do they actually call you a Big Bad Wolf?" Came Little Red's reply. "Medium and Cocky Wolf is more realistic." A growl sounds out, "Watch your mouth." A twisted smile plays on her lips, "Whatever for Wolf?" "Well Red," Leaning down over her indeed little frame the wolf speaks against her skin. "If you keep antagonizing me I may have to take a bite."

"I'm going to catch you up to speed here Eros. We're going to fuck, if that's alright with you." Six hundred years ago, Eros, God of the angels, died a brutal death. Murdered in his own throne room. Scythe to the heart. Twisted. Six hundred years later, the winged man woke up, a shell of the man he used to be. "That's perfectly fine with me." For some god forsaken reason, nobody could see him. Or hear him. It was as though he wasn't there. As if he were still dead. But she could see him. And touch him. And taste him. If he could keep his mind off of her evil lips for long enough, he'd spark a deal. A deal in which she, his sweetest torture, assisted him in his journey back to life. "I thought it might be." Of course, he failed to factor in her separate agenda. MASS DAILY UPDATES

[MATURE CONTENT] a rumpelstiltskin retelling #1 in the ODD FAIRYTALES series "Do you enjoy torturing me?" He asked on a groan as his hand travelled from my inner thigh to further upwards, finding me sans panties. "Only-" I breathed raggedly as he began tracing my slit with gentle strokes with not enough pressure to relieve me of the burn charging my core. "- when it suits." "Well," he said, finger dipping inside me, making me cling to his shoulders. "For your trouble, I'm about to fuck you so hard they'll write about us." "Like a fairytale?" I asked on a whisper, amusement dancing in my voice as I stared into his glowing golden eyes. "Be careful," he warned, ducking his head until I felt his hair brush my face. His lips were a millimetre from my ear, his breath making something thrum within me. "The ending will make you scream." I didn't doubt that.

▪️WEREWOLF ROMANCE▪️ "Would you rather I chain you to a post and have you sleep on the ground outside?" Edric raised a brow. His response caught me off guard and I stammered, "W-what? No... I-" "It can be arranged," the Lycan King scowled. **** The Malvar Empire has a fixed social structure. At 18 years old, humans are sorted like cattle, and divided up to work as servants. Except for a human healer, the first in centuries to have magical powers. As news of her unique amethyst eyes spread across the land, the Lycan King moves in to claim her as his. With the threat of war from beyond the border, the Lycan King must do whatever it takes to keep his empire safe. Even if it means working together with a human. 🔅Rated R: Contains thematic issues, adult language, MATURE sexual content, violence and possible triggers. ✴️ Featured On ✴️ ▪️Wattpad Werewolf ▪️Wattpad Fantasy ------------------------------------------------- 🥇2020 Readers Choice Awards winner of the Vampire/Werewolf category Cover Photo: Edited by @KimberlyTanithMarie using an image generated from Midjourney © All rights reserved 2020 I DO NOT consent to my story being translated, copied or otherwise reproduced by anyone.

Disclaimer: - I started on this story a long time ago, took it down but now I've started rewriting it! - This is a working title - I'm writing this for the heck of it and honestly, I don't know where this is going. - It may be a little bit cliche, which I don't mind, they are cliche's for a reason But here's a little summary so far: For as long as most can remember, witches and werewolves simply don't mix. However, what will happen if two of them are destined for each other? When Sapphira gets an invitation for the Alpha's birthday she is surprised. Why would he invite a witch? Initially, a bit wary she eventually decides to show good faith and attend the party. Little did she knew that she was invited by accident...