"Artemis! What do you expect us to do? He's out of control." Zeus growls, leaning back against his council chair. His finger tips impatiently tap against the arm. Artemis, the Goddess of the moon, just continued to plead, staring down every last council member. "Please, I can fix this. Don't do this to my child." She dropped to her knees, bowing to the men and women in the room. "Artemis, we sent Abaddon to the mortal world to try to calm his uncontrollable anger. He's worse than Ares! I'm sorry but we just cannot allow him to thrive." Aphrodite, Goddess of Love and Beauty, countered apologetically. "What if I can calm him? If I found a way to stop his ways?" Artemis questions, looking at them with hope. Zeus leans forward in interest, clasping his hands in front of him. "Go on." He urges. Artemis rises to her feet, holding her head high. "What if I made someone who can put him in his place. Put up with his anger and calm him. Someone to love him unconditionally. A mate." "And how would she be structured? A fighter such as Athena? Possess the beauty of Hebes?" Apollo, her twin sibling, asks curiously. She just lets out a breathless laugh, "She would be the most beautiful out of all the lands. She possess the ability to love and cherish everything around her, no matter what it is. An innocence aura would run through her veins. Her name shall be Rosebud." Every God and Goddess laughed at Artemis, dismissed her claim. They thought she was crazy and stupid, and Artemis knew that, but it didn't keep her from making her little Rosebud. She had a plan for her children. And they would become apart of something bigger than just mates. For they were apart of a prophecy. A prophecy that would decide the future of all Supernatural creatures.

Wynter Graham was a quiet, timid soul-a woman who apologized too much and bent herself to the will of those around her. She'd spent most of her life trying to please others, even at the cost of her own happiness. But, as fate would have it, she became the target of the worst kind of tormentor: her stepbrother, Nigel AeTos. On the surface, Nigel appeared the perfect gentleman-a well-mannered, charming man who everyone adored. But beneath that polished veneer, he was a sinister force. A walking contradiction, his darkness simmered just beneath the surface, waiting for the right moment to emerge. His obsession with Wynter was growing, spiraling dangerously out of control. He didn't like her. She was weak, unremarkable, lacking the passion and fire that drove him. Yet, no matter how much he despised her meekness, there was something about her that pulled at him in ways he couldn't comprehend. Vengeance and ecstasy became a volatile cocktail in their twisted dynamic, each encounter leaving them both more entangled. Neither was meant for the other, but somehow, they couldn't stop hurting each other. They fed off the chaos, the tension, the sharp edge of the wounds they inflicted. Vindication would come, but it would not be pretty, and neither would escape unscathed. The question remains: How long can they continue this destructive dance? How long until their pain consumes them both entirely? (Eleventh Book of the V-Series) A Stand-Alone Novel.

Ingrid Rodríguez A 20-year-old girl who knows almost to nothing of the outside world. Her strict parents made her see what they wanted her to see. They wanted her away from the outside world so much that they put her in online school throughout her entire life. She was too timid and shy to talk back to anyone, which led to years of people walking over her. Her older sister is one of the main ones. Her aging grandmother is the only person who understands what she's going through and desperately wants to take her away from it all. Tristian Locke A 25-year-old tattoo artist who believes his heart is broken beyond repair. His mother, who has experienced painful trauma is now in a state of shock. His father, who is a lawyer, wants his son to get out of the phase he is in so he can have a "real" profession... so it seems. Tristian, in his mind, has disowned his father for the many things he's done behind his mother's back as well as his constant attempts to lure him back into the old ways of their family history involving the Irish Mob. On the outside, Tristian is calm and subtle, but on the inside, he has pent-up anger that he only releases accidentally or while training in the gym. His mother, alone, is the very reason he hasn't completely broken yet and is the source of all his inspiration. Tristian no longer believes in love. His father being the worst example of what love should be, is painted into his mind. He stays away from relationships and women as he wants nothing to do with them until she walked into his shop. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ " He tattooed his name on my heart " WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. #95 in Romance - 12/06/17

"The Underground Fighter and His Childhood Best Friend" ❦ Sasha "Kayo" Sokolov is a Russian fighter who was sent to America at a young age. One day, he met a young girl by the name of Everleigh Wilson, who taught him how to speak English, and helped him with his studies. They bonded so easily and became the best of friends. Years passed, and Sasha disappeared. Everleigh had to go on with life without her best friend. Until one lonely night when she saw the one man she loved more than anything beating another man to death. - "What happened to the boy I used to know?" she questioned, shutting her eyes at the feel of his hand traveling up her dress. He was so close to her throbbing core, and she hated how much she wanted him to touch her, enter her, ruin her. Sasha smirked sadistically. "He's gone, kitten. And he's never coming back." ❦ 𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.

"My, my, love. Are you sure you want to leave such a cruel world behind?" Far beyond the horizon, clouds gathered-throbbing, budding, menacing. Time was slipping through their fingers. "What can be worse than this?" A slow, wicked smile split his face in two. Oh how delightfully wild he looked! So wild, so dangerous. He stretched out a hand. She took it without hesitation. And that, dear friends, is how she dug her own grave. #book1 in the cursed artefact's series This is a Rewrite of Demetre!

This novel is an adaptation of Beauty and the Beast. Blind since birth, Elle Duncan has only ever known darkness, but lack of sight has never hindered her ability to perceive the beauty of the world. Her kind and gentle soul is put to the test when her father sustains an injury that threatens their livelihood, and in desperation, he turns to the most unlikely of saviors-the Rossetti Beast. Don Rossetti is bound for an unchanging fate. He is bad-tempered, with an equally dark and scarred countenance to match. With a heart forged of ice and a soul confined to darkness, he has surrendered to a forlorn existence. But when a peasant man arrives from the village begging for a favor, he is compelled to aid the farmer in exchange for a price-a price that Elle will be forced to pay. Cover Photo © RJ Creatives Cover Art © 2023 by RJ Creatives

Lincoln Wolf The first vampire to have ever walked the face of the earth. Made to be used as a tool of destruction, bringing about death, chaos, and misery to all who crossed his path. After centuries of following this desolate path, he broke free from the shackles which bounded him, but still doesn't feel truly free. He's experienced every emotion that resembled darkness, never approaching the ones of light. That is until he stumbled up a doe-eyed young man who made him feel the brightest emotion of them all.