Sadie Caster has spent three weeks in despair but she keeps it hidden. As an unofficial member of the Tribe, her gang is her family and they look to her for guidance in this dark time of loss. And if there is one thing Sadie has learned, it's that dancing with the devil teaches you how to spit in the face of death and smile at the sight of hellfire But her charades come to an abrupt end when a stranger from the past - back from the dead nearly five years in the making - tells her something so unbelievable that the very foundations of reality begin to unravel. Now on a wild ride to save what has already been lost, Sadie finds that her new family has been keeping secrets of the life she has embraced so fully. Secrets surrounding an age old war that everyone is desperate to forget and a hellish surveillance from superiors that would sooner commit genocide than show mercy. Enter, the Council of Kings; a group of nine members who control the criminal world with devastating precision and ruthless bloodlust. All gangs obey the Council without question; loyalty is expected, subordination is required. The Council hasn't been seen for decades but tales of their brutal executions still circulate and haunt those who lived through the terror of their reign some twenty years prior when the Council swept across the land like the plague; wiping out every man, woman, and child they deemed unworthy. It wasn't punishment, it was extinction. Although that nightmare is distant, the Council is much more than a mere ghost story. They are indeed very real and they are out for blood - specific blood, of the same man Sadie now races to find before the Council can carry out their plan. Love of mythical proportions meets laws beyond the realm of mortality, and a century old destiny that may prove to be too formidable to dispute. In this epic tale of danger and heartache, fate takes her toll by payment of blood. And everyone knows it takes the death of a king to grant the rise of a queen.

Sadie Caster is a good girl with a bad attitude and the mouth of a sailor to match. Though she pretends life is perfect, her family is falling apart, shredded by death and illness. She has never known the type of dangers that lurk on the other side of town after nightfall but one mistake puts Sadie on the streets after sunset, a time when everyone knows to stay indoors. A time when the Tribe rides. The Tribe, a motorcycle gang of barbarians with a bad reputation nearly a nation wide. From the east coast to the west, the tales of their bloodshed and nightmarish members wreak havoc on those unfortunate enough to cross their path. It's been said that this troop from hell is led by a man none outside the Tribe has ever seen, and his devil of a nephew. Dustin King, a living sin wrapped in leather, marked by scars, and so sexy that you'd sell your soul for a taste. With myths of his power spreading far and wide, pissing him off might land you six feet under. As second-in-command and fresh out of prison, he's in line to take over for his aging uncle but not all want to see Dustin become leader. Some would prefer to see him dead. And Sadie has seen it happen, in her dreams. Dreams that seem to warn her of events ... before they happen, in the most cryptic ways imaginable. Dreams she didn't start having until she met Dustin. Now held prisoner as Dustin's rider, Sadie finds herself learning the ways of The Tribe from the inside. And maybe, just maybe, they aren't as bad as everyone seems to think. With the target on Dustin's back growing day by day and as their feelings for one another blossom, Dustin and Sadie are against the clock to restore order and prevent catastrophe before it's too late. But with peace comes price, and the cost of war might be too steep. What is the price, you ask? The death of a king. **Updates every Friday PG-13: strong language, gory scenes, and whole lot of heartache Highest rankings: #35 in teen fiction, #13 in Danger, #1 in Suffer

Riny "Kae" Francisque is definite that she will never live to see the day of her true happiness. It has been set in stone since the day that she was born. She feels destined for a future of misfortunes. Her life is a living hell filled with constant abuse from both her aunt and a vulgar husband who strive to remind her how worthless she is. Trying to make the best of her life, Riny attempts to mend the remainder of the family she has left. But things go left when she witnesses her aunt being plummeted to death by her husband. In fear, Riny runs away from the home she's spent the entirety of her life in. No longer feeling safe where she is, Riny moves out of the state of Chicago where she encounters a brutal scene of a man being beaten by a mob of men. Unfortunately, they spot her and she is knocked unconscious and brought to an unfamiliar place. Riny meets the Pakhan, otherwise known as the leader of all bosses, and is left on trial to prove her innocence to the Vasiliev family. She gains the trust of everyone in the house and for once her life seems to be going right, she is protected, she is loved, she is happy. But happens when that runs out? Will she remain with the family she's grown to know? Or will she leave all that she's built for one big mistake? Will her love, life, and happiness be right behind her?

(COMPLETED) BOOK TRAILER IN CHAP. 1!!! I had just turned 19 and was about to graduate high school, entering into an amazing university. Surrounded by plenty of friends, I had such a bright future ahead of me. Everything changed when I met the devil named Eric. Disguised as an angel, I was pulled into his dangerous world. Eric was one of the most deadly, viperous, and wicked mafia leaders. His name haunted his victims heads. He was every bit of dangerous as beautiful, someone so perfect only existed in my wildest dreams. He was everything a girl could ask for. Or so he perceived it to be. . . Blinded from the start in his ethereal world, soon I realize that it was all merely just a mask. And what lies beneath the mask, was far more sinister. *** WARNING: This story contains violence and mature scenes. Read at your own risk. *** I pulled away, with some difficulty from his tight hold. "I need to go, I can't stay." It didn't change anything for him, he continued to kiss my neck as if I had never spoken. That's when his hand slipped underneath my volleyball spandex. I gasped out, covering my mouth as I shut my eyes. "I know you want to stay, so stay. I'll make you feel better than any high school guy ever could." Eric sexily purred in my ear. His fingers found the weakness between my legs, and my hands clamped onto the back of his neck as his kisses nuzzled on my neck. I leaned my head back, taking in sharp breaths as his fingers felt inside me. He was so good at everything he did, I was learning from what seemed a professional. After taking another brief look at the clock, I decided to take the risk. After all, an adventure is much more fun when it's dangerous. Or so I'm hoping, I never really had the guts to do anything mischievous before. *** #1 in Romance 7/22/18 His Obsession. Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

Filled with street smarts and book smarts, Arianna Lincoln reached her dream of owning her own restaurant. Reaching the dream of finding love, she's not that lucky in that department. What she definitely didn't expect was falling for her best friend's older brother in the most terrifying way. Being browbeaten to protect his little brother's best friend has been the most reckless thing Raizon Delacourde has ever done in all his years as a Mafia Boss. Pinpointing the new threats to his family and keeping his businesses afloat were his simple worries. Protecting his heart and mind from the smart mouthed ebony princess was never on his to -do list. March 13th 2019: Ranked #1 in Black Girl Magic

I shouldn't have been walking around alone at night. I shouldn't have stopped and watch the obviously crazy man set the building on fire. And I sure of hell shouldn't have accidentally caught his attention. Then maybe, just maybe I wouldn't have been kidnapped by the world's most evil super villain. And then hopefully right now I wouldn't be wishing that he wasn't completely crazy, and wanted to kill every super hero in the world, and that he would, I don't know, take me to the movies, hold my hand as we walked together, or maybe take me to dinner one night. You know normal, cute couple stuff. Instead he likes to kick puppies when no ones watching, dropping me from high buildings, and throwing people into traffic, annoyingly. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't have been taken by someone who's whole mission in life is to watch every super die, and cackle evilly while he thinks of it. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't start feeling bad for this super villain. Maybe I wouldn't be questioning everything I've ever learned about him. And God forbid, I wouldn't be loving a villain.