*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

Book 1 in the 'Paraverse' series. "I wish to become beautiful, inside and outside." For eighteen-year-old Faye Martin, becoming beautiful was the only wish she ever had. And surprisingly, one summer night, it comes true. And then along with it, she's granted a lot more than she asked for. Introduced into a new world with creatures she didn't even know existed, Faye now finds herself stuck in between supernatural creatures and on a mission to avoid a very persistent, sarcastic and hot as hell, demon. Because once you wish upon a demon, there's no going back. Or in this case, the demon just sticks onto you until you want to throw yourself off a cliff.

Growing up alone in the forest Snow is faced with constant attacks from male wolves. She doesn't trust them until she stumbles onto Hunter. The Alpha's son and future Alpha of the Redwood pack. She develops feelings for him, not sure if she should trust her heart. Hunter on the other hand, doesn't want a mate, well not yet anyway. He wants to hunt without the distraction of a mate and enjoy life as a single guy. In a school filled with wolves and the unexpected, will Snow finally find her place? They will soon learn that no-one can run from fate. The future is inevitable.

Being the daughter of the god of the Underworld isn't the first thing you'd want to tell someone about yourself. But when it might lead them to telling you exactly what you want to hear, through the fear of what they think you might be able to do to them, it can come in handy. My father thought that my mother's memory of us, of our whole world, was wiped clean from her mind, but I knew differently. I knew that she still remembered and, with her memory still intact, she was still in danger of the person who we thought was a friend. I knew that I had to find her, wherever she was, hiding in plain sight. I knew that finding her and having her with us was the right thing, no matter what my father said. But the one thing that I didn't know? I didn't know that, after the twenty-four hundred years that I'd been alive, I would find the one person that I was destined to be with, the one person that I would do anything for, even defy the others that I loved. (Spinoff/Sequel to A Thousand Thrones)

Living with a hot boy is fine. Living with five hot boys is hard. Living with five hot brothers is tough. Being captured by five hot vampire brothers takes the cake. Nora Holt is 24, just got out of college, and is in need of a car. She's the type of girl who doesn't take shit, and speaks her mind. If you mess with her, you're most likely going to end up somewhere in Mexico or being chased by hungry wolves. So when she's walking home at 1:30 am down an allyway, this can only lead to trouble. Lots of trouble. The next thing she knows, she's thrown into a world of a singing vampire, a crazy ex-boyfriend (who now she realizes is a vampire and is trying to kill her), and a house full of five hot vampires. How the hell does a girl handle a situation like this? She bites her way through it, of course. **Do not read if you cannot stand grammar errors and pretty much crappy writing. I need to edit this book drastically.**

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

A game of Seven Minutes in Heaven turned into my personal Hell. I didn't know the first boy I'd kiss, I'd kill. But I couldn't help it. The feeling, the power it gave me as I drained the life from his body was amazing. But when he dropped to a heap on the floor in front of me, his eyes open and unseeing, I screamed. Because one look, you're mine. One touch, I've got you under my spell. One kiss... You're dead.