Evelyn Monroe hated Christmas, she wasn't always like that. Even till the age of seventeen she believed that Father Christmas existed somewhere, but just before her 18th Christmas her world changed and so did her beliefs and thoughts. That's till she runs into the plaza's Santa who sported a very sexy six pack under that pot stomach of his, not that she cared. She didn't. But with all the christmas spirit in the air, he was a dose of a miracle that she needed. * * * Published novel

The deafening ring of gunshots echoed off the walls, making me winch as Jett and I frantically ducked for cover. When he finally pulled me to safety, I held my back against the wall, cursing his stupidity and wondering how I ever let things go this far, as Jett charged his 32 Revolver. He gave me a curt nod before getting into a crouched position. "I'm going in." I smiled humorlessly, and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek."Try not to get yourself killed." His eyes glistened with glee."Me? Die? Didn't they tell you, princess? I'm Jett Ryder." And with that, swerved around with a big bang. * * * Fun, fastpaced, and downright sexy. An extraordinary adventure filled with danger and action, lies and deadly truths that will have readers clinging to the edge of their seats.

"Stop? Don't order me around, human." He snarled, baring his teeth at me. I whimpered a little, nodding and complying with his command. I wasn't one to whimper and not say a word. I was one that would fight back and not agree to what anyone said. I spat in his face, in an attempt to get out of his grip. It worked for a second as he let go and wiped his face vigorously. But that second wasn't long enough, he grabbed my face and brought his own closer to mine. "You listen here, human. No one disrespects me. I am going to make you pay, you lowly creature!" He barked in my face, his eyes turning a shade that I had never witnessed before. Suddenly I was thrown into the alleyway that was beside us. I landed on my side which made me take in a sharp breath. He picked me up by the throat and pressed me up against the hard brick wall. He wrapped one arm around my waist and let go of my neck to then knot his fingers into my hair and pull it backwards - exposing my décolletage. He bent his head down, while I was writhing in agony as to what would happen to me. I felt a pair of lips press against my collarbone, making shivers run down my spine. I then felt his hot tongue on my neck, slowly licking up then back down to the centre. I felt two sharp canines graze my skin and in less then a second those two canines pierced my skin, making me scream out in pain. "You are my play thing."

''If you leave me, I'll find you in a heartbeat. If you test me, I'll give you a reason why not too. So I would advise you not to go against me, or you'll deeply regret it. If I find out that another man has been in between your legs, I'll kill you and the bastard. I'm the only one that's allowed to touch you, kiss you, and fuck you, do you understand?'' ''Yes'' ''Yes what?'' ''Yes, sir.'' -- ''Never trust a demon. He has a hundred motives for anything he does... Ninety-nine of them, at least, are malevolent.''