In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

*Book two in the Hell's Company series* He was a disgrace, fallen from a once lofty peak to the depths of the pit. She was something pure, surrounded and corrupted by sin and misery. He killed to stave off the darkness, she killed to become it. Forged in the fires of hate and misery to be something she wasn't; a living instrument of hate. He was sent to kill her. He was the Hunter. She was the Prey. ~ *This is the second book in the series! I'd really recommend you read my other book, Lucifer's Gift, first! It'll make a lot more sense ;)* *This book takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

"You make me want to keep dancing, even when the music stops." • • • Ever since her father died of a stroke while she was dancing for him, Fiona has been afraid to dance in front of others. She closed up her talent behind locked doors and only dared to dance to the mirror; There was nobody she could hurt when she was alone. So what happens when the mirror suddenly reveals another person that catches her as she's about to lose footage in a pirouette? Someone who dares her to dance with him, to step outside her comfort zone. Life-happy Adam sees a lost but gifted girl, afraid to show her talent. Her life has been standing still for so long, she's turned into a dancer without movement. So what does he make her do? He makes her pirouette.

"I could tutor you, but I don't think you'd be able to concentrate." • • • When Cassandra Berry gets offered a shitload of money and a place at any college of her choice, just to con a man and getting pregnant with a said man, the answer seems pretty straight forward; Yes. - But Harry Xavier Devon is no mere fool. With two millennium prizes on his back and renowned around the world as the next Newton within mathematics, Harry easily sees through his brother's ploy to have a woman seduce him and get her pregnant when he himself can't have children. His brother in desperate need of an heir for his business empire, but Harry has no intentions of playing the scapegoat. Flipping the play against his brother, he pays Cassandra double the money to continue lying to his brother that they *are* having sex. He thinks he's gotten his revenge when it suddenly appears he's gotten more than he bargained for. Cassandra is no shy woman, or as previously thought, just a money-grabbing whore. Stuck in the same house together for a whole summer could prove to teach the mathematician that some things can *never* be calculated... - Especially when dealing with a (horny) woman.

She's a good girl gone bad. Penelope is desperate to leave this town and all the bad memories behind. She wants to run away, far from her alcoholic mother and her multiple unpleasant boyfriends. She'd always keep her head down, focusing on school and her part-time job. But when she finally snaps... she loses that tight control and goes down a dark rabbit hole. Now Penelope needs saving. Officer Cameron likes control. He's demanding. He's harsh. He rarely smiles. Except he's tough on the outside but soft on the inside. One late emergency call to a sleazy club leads him to Penelope and she falls right into his arms. The lonely, crying girl? She melts his heart. She just needs someone to hold her. And Cameron? He wants her and he's going to teach her how to be a good girl again. Except... she's too young. Both Penelope and Cameron are stuck in a vicious cycle. Right or wrong? Yes or no? "Touch me," she pleads. "I won't. I will never. I'll take care of you from far away, Penelope. But I will never touch you. Not like that, not how you want it," he confesses.