The vines always grow back. Reneè never wanted to be a hero. She just wanted to survive. After witnessing a brutal murder tied to the infamous Mr. Carlisle, seventeen-year-old Reneè becomes the last living witness-and his next target. Carlisle is a ghost, a myth whispered in the city's underbelly, and his influence reaches far beyond the shadows. With her aunt branding her a monster and her only friend vanished, the police are her only hope. But when Officer Jones takes her in for protection, Reneè realizes too late: safety is an illusion when you come face to face with the devil himself, Mr. Carlisle. Police protection is like a child's game to him. Now, trapped in a web of corruption, betrayal (from her aunt, mostly) and manipulation, Reneè must outrun Carlisle's empire. The world she knew has fallen away, leaving her isolated in a dangerous game where the rules are his alone. Because the vines of his influence are everywhere-some might be in the judge's gavel, the neighbor's smile, even the hands that promise to protect her. He is a master manipulator, pulling strings that control her fate and her heart. And the deeper she fights, the tighter they coil. But when the vines start growing inside her mind, who's really trapped? Is it her, bound by his obsessive world, or is it him, tethered by a desire he never saw coming? The pictures that you'll find in here aren't mine. The credits belong to their rightful owners.

A bloody war waging between generations of creatures. An ultimate betrayal by one they trusted more than anyone else. A fairy and an elf entwined in a love forbidden for thousands of years. This isn't your average fairy tale...

In a world where werewolves rule and humans are forced to survive in forgotten districts, Ferial has learned to keep her head down and her hopes small. But when whispers spread of a powerful heir visiting the human zones, the fragile balance of her life begins to shift. What starts as curiosity soon becomes the beginning of something neither human nor wolf could have foreseen.

COMPLETED "Let me see your face." Savage, fierce, unforgiving, the world of the Far North is nothing like the land of Dunes where Bessa was birthed. From the first moment Bessa's feet touch the Far Northern land she has to fight tooth and claw for her rightful place within a pack that holds strict to the Old Ways. She will face competition for space within her mate's heart that he has already given to another. Bessa will face a hunger that she never thought she would ever have to hunger for...Love. Bessa holds her own secrets that will test her Moon's gifts to the limit. Bessa from across the sea will captivate your minds and your hearts as she faces challenge after challenge to rise to the top. There is a reason they will call her Luna.

Highest Ranking #18 In Vampire. Completed |✔️| My eyes shot open as I breathe heavily trying to regain the loss of breath. Sitting up from laying down, darkness is all I can see. Wrapping my arms around me, I'm in a vulnerable position. Cradling myself time passes by, soon breathing slowly becomes easier. For some odd reason I feel different, it's cold and this craving for something is driving me insane. My thoughts are jumbled together, not knowing what to do I stay in the position. "S-Sage." A throaty voice is heard from behind me, changing positions quickly a tall figure stands in front of me. Fear drowns my thoughts and posses my body. My hands behind me shake as I sit on the floor, the figure steps closer to me. His handsome face is shown by the light of the moon. The eyes I've seen many time soon become teary as he stares at me. "I'm so sorry." ___________ Sage Paul, a junior in high school suffers a traumatic loss in her family. Which causes her to lose trust in many people and become paranoid. After a terrible day of school a trip to the grocery store becomes violent. She watches the death of a man, all of his blood drained out of his pale body by four tall dangerous men. The men kidnap her, but one sticks out of all of them. She soon falls in love but he wants their love to immortal. One of the men knows she is special, Sage is shattered, will one of them be able to pick up the pieces and put her back together but in a twisted way? Will she find out pieces of her life, thats she's never known? I've moved the chapter from the second book into this book, so now this is a single novel. Cover: @perseaphone

Carlisia ran as fast as her sore legs would let her. Her top was ripped and her knees scabbed from all the time she had tripped on the rough patchy ground. She tripped again, blood dripped from the corner of her mouth as a stone bust her lip. She quickly got up, and continued to run. She could feel his presence. Not chasing her, no. Observing her. He was amused how she thought she could run away. Carlisia's knees buckled underneath her again, she was so tired and in so much pain. A sob escaped her lips, she couldn't take it anymore. Sniffling, she took deep breaths, trying to get up but her legs wouldn't let her. They were just too bruised. She sighed, this was it perhaps. She rolled onto her back and pushed herself up against a tree, just as a figure emerged in front of her. "Tired I see?" The dark voice said after a moment of silence. "P-please just let me go." Carlisia whispered. Her throat was dry from all the screaming earlier. "Where would you go Carlisia? Hmm? There is no where to run to." He mused as he casually strolled in front of her. Clearly amused by the situation. "Well, there are places." He said sarcastically, swatting his hand in the air for emphasis. "Just not ones where you can hide." He tusked finally looking at her straight in the eyes. "There isn't a place in this world, no nook, no cranny, where I can not get you from. I need you to understand that love." He said as he crouched in front of her and tenderly brought a strand of her loose locks to his nose and took a deep breath, momentarily closing his eyes. "I will find you from any depth of this universe." he breathed out. Tears fell from Carlisia's eyes as she looked at the side, trying to push her face away from him, breathing as if a deer caught in headlights. "Well, not that I will let you leave in the first place." He chuckled, tugging at the strand as he finally opened his eyes. They were once again golden. Copyright 2021 ©

I can't pinpoint the exact moment when I knew my fixation had turned into an obsession. All I knew was, I was never going to let her go. I might have taken her as collateral, to make sure her father did exactly what I wanted but things had changed. She was mine now.

A Forbidden love quadrangle with a Mob Twist From scrubbing floors to scrubbing up for the wealthy, ruthless, and devastatingly attractive mafia kings...Millie never thought her cleaning job would lead to this. After an unforgettable one night stand, Millie never expected to see the handsome millionaire again, let alone discover he's part of a powerful mafia dynasty. Now she's a maid - bound to not one, but three dangerously seductive Moretti brothers, each with their own dark desires. But is Millie just the maid, or something more?

Kenna Andrews wanted a change of scenery after what happened in her job. She heads to the small town of Willow Creek. Willow Creek to most people is a small town but too many who live there, it's a pack of werwolf and Lycan's. Adrian Thomas had been living with the pack all his life and hadn't found his mate until the brown hair beauty came to town, whose scent had him wanting her more than anything he had ever wanted in his life. Adrian learns Kenna is his mate and is human. He has to win her over the human way. What happens when a little accident leads him to be there for her and to get to know her? But how will Kenna react when she learns about where she is and what Adrian is? Also, why is there another wolf claiming her as his when he arrives? ***NOT EDITED*** ***MATURE CONTENT***

On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Adelaide Cottlethorne slipped in the tub. At least that's what they tell her replacement. Cottlethorn Manor is a house where time stands still. Where memories are never lost. And days are never broken. The family that resides there is perfect. Doll-faced. Porcelain. Well, almost. With anticipations, they await their new daughter dearest. The one to wear the locket. The girl to fill the shoes. When Olivia arrives at their doorstep, flustered from the eyes in the leaves, with a suitcase in hand, she wants nothing more than a blank slate and a chance to gain a last name. Upon meeting the family that waits behind closed doors, she swiftly takes on the role of the Cottlethorne's perfect new daughter. There's just one rule: "No Mention of the Past". But when Olivia begins recalling someone else's memories, that are somehow replacing her own, strange melodies, footsteps in the ceiling, and golden visions of blood-filled tubs, she also begins to suspect that nothing at the manor is quite as "perfect" as it seems. The family will not speak a word of Adelaide's death. In fact, no one seems able to recall it happening in the first place. They instead, all seem focused on what they refer to as "the most important day of all". Olivia's eighteenth birthday is coming up soon. And she is beginning to forget her own name.