[SEQUEL TO 'WAKING THE FAE'] The Dark Fae are gone. The Queen is back on her throne where she belongs. But with no one to trust and the threats closer to home, Rebecca is struggling with it all. Her world has been thrown upside down and the weight of the world is now on her shoulders. . . Long may the Queen reign . . . for as long as she remains.

#1 in Lycantrophe #4 Supernatural "Please don't go," I pleaded, grabbing his wrist as he was about to leave again. "Stay. Atleast for tonight." He tilted his face to look at me, his facial features hidden by the darkness again. He comes back every night but it's been a month and he has never allowed me to see his face. It's better this way, he says. The lights needs to be turned off everytime he is here, or else, he won't come. "We've had this talk before, Fleur." He said, his silky voice was enough to make shivers run down my spine. "I have to go." "Why? Why do you have to go?" I asked, my voice loud with anger and determination. Today I felt brave enough to ask this. Up until now his presence was enough for me. But not today, not anymore. I needed more. I craved more. "I can't tell you." He replied. "I should leave now before someone sees me." "Do you love someone else?" I asked, holding my heart in my hands in front of him, which he could break it with a flick of his tongue. "Is there someone else in your life? Someone you love more than me?" My voice cracked as tears filled in my eyes. "I am your mate. Then why do I feel like a mistress? Why do we have to meet in secrecy? Why can't I even see your face? Why do you have to lurk in darkness to meet me? Why can't you just-" No more words came out as my throat felt too chocked by the upcoming tears. I weeped, closing my eyes as tears fell down on my cheeks. His breath was all I could hear for a few seconds. And they were the only signs of reassurance that he was still there. Soon warmth spread around my entire body as a palm came to rest on my cheek, wiping my tears away. Instinctly, I leaned into the warmth, and rejoiced. But the warmth left soon and so did he when I opened my eyes. He left. He left without saying that he loves, without saying that I'm his only one. He just left. Again. -Updates on every Saturday/Sunday-

A mysterious castaway. A Scottish hero determined to protect her. Can they survive the storm? Cast adrift on the Indian Ocean, Maria carries a terrible secret. Wherever she goes, death soon follows, and she's powerless to prevent it. William McGregor boarded the SS Trevessa in search of adventure, but he gets more than he bargained for when he saves the mysterious Maria from the sea. She can't tell them her tragic tale, so the superstitious sailors make up their own stories - and some would sacrifice her to the waves to save themselves from the coming storm. When the sharks start circling and the storm closes in, are sirens more than just a myth? A tiny taste of what's in store: My defiance was futile. What did it get me? A small raft drifting across the Indian Ocean, with nothing but the sound of waves and the smell of salt and coal-smoke. Smoke meant a ship. I was saved. I squinted into the sunlight, but the waves hid the vessel from me. Maybe I was looking the wrong way. I didn't have the strength to sit up and see. Rough hands seized me. I struggled, but my weakness won. Blue eyes drifted above, the same colour as the ocean below. A tangle of wiry seaweed obscured the rest of the man's face. "It's all right, lass. I'll take care of you." Darkness took me first. This book has been published and is available wherever you buy good ebooks. If you'd like to get the SECOND book in the series (Ocean's Trial) for free, sign up to Demelza's VIP Reader's Group at http://www.demelzacarlton.com/tandtfree/

Forsaken by the gods, their lives and homes taken by the flood, the humans left are slaves to the sirens. They pray for heroes, the twins Thunder and Lightning, to save them from the monsters who beset them. Maybe what they really need is one good man, for monsters are everywhere. Can Ronaldo be the man to lead his people out of slavery? Or will he fall to the mad regime he serves before he has the chance? A dark mythic fantasy for the Pub's Fantasy SmackDown, complete with mermaids.

"There's too much sex in this book!" my editor told me. "Get rid of some of the sex scenes in Ocean's Gift!" I did, but I always wondered if maybe some readers wanted the uncut version - or at least the dropped scenes. From what some of my readers have said, the answer is a resounding yes. Voila! This little book will contain precisely that - the R-rated "drops" in the ocean that didn't make it into the published version of Ocean's Gift. Now, mermaids don't use toys, nor engage in BDSM, so if you're after Fifty Shades...you do know EL James wrote that and not me, right? Of course, of course...just checking. If you DO want to know what happened to the raspberries, or the ice, or what my characters did on the kitchen bench...oh, and don't forget the croissants! - well, read on. Yes, the scenes are explicit. R-rated, I would say, which is why they're only for my followers. Enjoy them :D

To death and duty! Vanessa returns to shore from the ocean's depths, hoping to help her people and perhaps the humans, too, if they prove worthy of her time. So she hops on her Harley and...I can't tell you the rest. I'll let Vanessa tell her story in her own words, for the very first time.

Crocodiles, children and Cuddles the Shark. Bringing up children when your partner works away is a hard thing for humans, but harder still for mermaids, when the commute is longer. A short to celebrate Valentine's Day.

For all those who felt the Disney version was a little too happy or wondered if mermaids have souls...may I present the original mermaid story, Hans Christian Andersen's classic tale. This story was written as part of Hans Christian Andersen's collection of fairy tales and is now in the public domain, which is why I have posted someone else's work on my profile. The mermaids in my stories do not endorse this work. It has been denounced as a work of fiction and anyone who wishes to discuss this work with Vanessa, Belinda, Maria, Sirena or any other mermaid has been warned.

"Good morning. Welcome to HELL." Mel hates job interviews - and this one's shaping up to be the interview from Hell. From the grumpy receptionist to the disturbingly demonic interview panel and the sleazy CEO, it seems landing her first job is the least of Mel's worries. Can she make it out of the office alive without selling her soul? A tiny taste of what's in store: Lilith opened the door, waiting for Mel to leave first. Mel did so, almost running into a man in a dark suit. His coffee splashed high, yet he caught most of it in his cup. Not a spot landed on Mel - just one on the man's shoe. "Damn," he swore, swiping at it with a black handkerchief that appeared almost instantly in his hand. As he rose from his crouch, he took in Mel's attire, from her toes to her raised eyebrows. He summoned a smile that clashed with the stormy expression in his eyes. "I don't believe I've seen you in the office before and I make it a point to know all of my staff intimately." He handed the dripping cup to Mel's haughty interviewer, who took it without a murmur, even as some of the coffee slopped onto Lilith's shoes. He held out his hand to shake Mel's. "Luce Iblis, CEO of the HELL Corporation." Mel gave him her fingers, in such a way that he couldn't crush them in his firm handshake. "I'm Mel," she began. "This is her first time here. She's being interviewed for a position here at Health, Environment, Life and Lands Corporation - as my executive officer," Lilith said. Luce's eyes stared hungrily at Mel as she lowered her gaze. "Is that so? I suspect I'll be seeing a lot more of you very soon, then. I look forward to welcoming you to HELL."

"Who'll notice if we blow up another planet, Angie? Plenty more where this one came from." A paradise planet, a lost world...and love. Angie and Des, terraforming engineers on the vessel Genesis, encounter a new planet. With no signs of life except some ancient ruins, they begin transforming the surface so that it can live again. This is the story of the first man and woman in a pristine paradise. Some stories always repeat. Will this be the start of a new dawn on a new planet, or is all life there doomed to die? Cover features photographs sourced from David Berkowitz and NASA. All images used are licensed under Creative Commons for commercial use or in the public domain.