The only refuge for supernatural creatures in trouble...

Non-conventional therapy sessions for celebrities in distress.

"The sparkle in your eyes could make the emeralds jealous..." This is a work of fiction. I do not own anything that belongs to another creator, or any persons aside from my Original Characters.

Killers, despoilers, slavers and thieves humans name them, but not one of these titles begins to describe the depths of their depravity. They have neither mercy nor honour. They roam and kill in darkness called up by their foul sorceries. From their kingdom born from the depths of malice and hate, with malevolent eyes, the Dark Elves bring woe and destruction to all the shores of the world.

I destroyed my enemy when I made her my lover...

Sex, drugs, rock and roll... and leather jackets.

In prison a rumour can get you hurt or even killed...

Not an ordinary fairy tale...

How did I become the housekeeper of this bloodsuckers group? You can say I'm a privileged.