The royal city of Port Cressida has a new King. Casper Ashe. After spending years chained to the floor of a dungeon, haunted by visions of a beautiful woman, Casper is finally free. As Port Cressida's new King, he has two priorities: restore peace to his Kingdom and find the woman of his visions destined to become his Queen. Thanks to social media, he finds his bride, a mortal named Sophie Reece, campaigning to save her town's community centre. Sophie is having a tough time. First, she's lost her grandparents and home, and now she's about to lose her beloved community center. Just as all seems lost, a mysterious stranger comes to the rescue. Casper offers to save Sophie's precious community centre in exchange for a dinner date. Sophie is shocked that someone as handsome and charismatic as Casper is interested in her. But from the moment they meet, Sophie knows that despite Casper's good looks and charm, there is something odd about him. Will Casper be able to convince Sophie that he is the only man for her? Book 1 - Married to the Prince of Darkness Book 2 - Married to the Vampire King (You do not need to read the first book to read this book)

Serepha Alburn's golden eyes have always marked her as a half-witch, and after being disowned by her own clan, she is offered another chance at redemption - Valhalla. Invited by the Witch-queen, Amalie, to join her court and become her champion, Serapha chooses to leave the world she has always known for the distant land of Vicitus where the fae roam and more than wild animals prowl the night. However, she finds that juggling her newfound friendships while sustaining her loyalty to Amalie becomes more of a problem with increasing tension. Thrown into a power struggle that has lasted for centuries, will Serapha need to let go of the human soul inside her to survive the vicious court? As her heart is pulled both ways, she finds that sometimes a witch can only trust herself.

"I came to get a tattoo." His eyes narrowed dangerously as he stared down on me, his fist clenched over his chest. I felt vulnerable under his blazing gaze. I awkwardly shifted on my feet. His 6,1 form dominating the room. The t-shirt he was wearing didn't do much to hide his well build body. Tattoos rolling down his arms and neck, disappearing behind his shirt. I couldn't help but stare in awe. "No" No? I opened my mouth to speak, but closed it when no words came out. His intense gaze didn't break, I wanted to run. I shouldn't have come. His form grew larger as he stepped closer. I tried to swallow down my anxiety, but it only grew with every stride he took. He stopped right in front of me. It took all my power to stand my ground, to not stagger away from him like a deer. "You are not getting a tattoo." The coldness of his blue eyes only intensified. Next this I knew a hand grasped my waist and pulled me into a stone chest. I gasped in surprise. Before I could squeal in protest he already had me pushed up against the wall, one arm circled around my torso while the other rested on the wall beside my head. My body shook in fear, adrenaline coursing through my veins as he leaned in closer. What was he doing. Was he going to hurt me? I'm sure he could crush my skull with his bare hands. I turned my face to the side, looking away from him, not wanting to see the satisfying look in his eyes when he hurts me. I awaited the pain, but it never came. Instead my cheek tickled with the breeze of his warm breath, his lips touched my ear. I squeezed my eyes shut as I anxiously waited for his next move. "If I see your body-" I gulped, his eyes boring into mine, "- tainted-" his voice was raspy and painfully low as his palm caressed my cheek, trailing down my neck until it fell on the curve of my sides. "-in any way-" it almost sounded like a growl, "I will kill the person who did it"