Four years after his wife's death, Stephen Devereux stopped truly living. The world knows him as the Duke of Lincoln-- an untouchable man who never loses control. Until he sees Caroline, Viscountess Hastings, or Lady Hastings For a brief moment, Stephen feels as though he is staring at the ghost of his late wife. Enough to shake the control that had never wavered for years. That is the problem. Caroline is another man's wife. A woman who has never truly had control over her own life. Her father married her off for status. Her husband uses her as a means to pay off his debts. Stephen Devereux is accustomed to getting what he wants. And when he wants something, he never pursues it halfway. So he offers Vincent Ellington, Lord Hastings, a bargain too tempting to refuse. The settlement of all his debts. But the price he demands is only one thing- Caroline Yet Stephen soon realizes one thing. Winning Caroline is only the beginning. Keeping her comes at a far greater cost. Scandal. Fear. Loss. Because sometimes, winning someone is far easier than making them stay.

Book #1 of the "Claimed Series". She was never meant to survive the night. He made sure she did. A ruthless mafia boss with blood on his hands and power in his name, he doesn't rescue her-he claims her. No deals. No escape. From the moment she steps under his protection, her life is no longer her own. He controls the city. He controls her enemies. And slowly, deliberately, he controls her. In his world, love isn't gentle. It's possessive. Violent. Absolute. And once he decides she belongs to him, the dark is the safest-and most dangerous-place she'll ever be.

They said the Mordéchai estate was impenetrable. Untouchable. Bound by blood and power. But inside its marble halls, something darker stirs- Secrets traded like currency. Love, forbidden. And death, disguised as loyalty. Cora was handpicked to marry into the most dangerous family in the country. Beautiful. Obedient. Unaware that her body had been chosen-bred to carry the next Mordéchai heir. She was meant to fall in line. To bow to her husband, a predator by birthright, a control freak by necessity. To be silent. Submissive. A perfect vessel. But instead? She became their executioner. Trapped in a gilded estate. Manipulated by a cruel husband. Surrounded by enemies dressed as kin. Cora learned the rules of survival, quickly, brutally. And when her twin children are born into captivity, she makes a choice that will shatter the Mordéchai empire from the inside out... One mother. One rebellion. And a bloodline too drunk on control to see its extinction coming.

In the slums of Dawnridge, humans dream small. A full stomach. A warm bed. A single golden petal drifting from the Spring Union Parade, said to promise love and a better future. Zaria has stopped believing in fairytales, but she still searches for the petal every year. Because hope is hard to kill. Beyond the crumbling streets of Dawnridge, tension between humans and wolf-shifters grows more dangerous by the day. Villages refuse to unite, old hatred festers, and the borders weaken against the horrors lurking beyond them, from flesh-ripping rotfangs to child-stealing skullcrows and rebels eager to watch the kingdoms burn. When Crown Prince Cassius arrives in his bedridden father's place to restore order, he expects resistance. What he does not expect is her. Cold, ruthless, and fiercely loyal to his kingdom, Cassius believes humans and wolf-shifters should remain separated, though he honours the fragile alliance for the sake of his father's wishes. Then one encounter with a fiery, stubborn human girl changes everything. After fate chains Zaria and Cassius together in ways neither of them expected, they are drawn into a dangerous world of political unrest, buried secrets, deadly creatures, and a bond that threatens everything they thought they knew about loyalty, hatred, and themselves. Because some chains are stronger than iron. And some fates refuse to be broken.

His eyes never left hers. "Deny it, Jade. Convince me, if you can, that you feel nothing. That you do not wonder, just a little, what it would be like, to be with me, to sleep with me, to have me devour you." He watched her, his gaze unwavering, dissecting her reaction. Jade felt trapped, pinned by his intense stare, her mind a chaotic whirl of conflicting emotions. Her past self, the quiet, studious healer, would have fled, appalled by such blatant impropriety. But the woman standing before Roma, the woman who had spent weeks tending to his broken body, who had heard his rough jokes and suffered his crude remarks, was different. She said nothing, could say nothing. Her throat was tight, her breath shallow. The blush on her face burned fiercely, a testament to her inexperience, yes, but also to the undeniable, unsettling truth of his words. She had wondered. She had felt the tremor. And Roma, with his sharp, brutal honesty, had seen through her carefully constructed walls, leaving her exposed, vulnerable, and utterly speechless. The sexual tension in the small room was a palpable thing, a living entity that coiled and tightened around them, suffocating the air, promising a fire that could consume them both. Roma, satisfied by her silence, by the raw exposure in her eyes, finally broke their stare, a slow, triumphant smirk playing on his lips. "Good," he murmured, his voice laced with dark amusement. "We're making progress. We are making very good progress indeed." Jade turned away abruptly, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. She busied herself with rearranging the small table for what felt like the hundredth time, her hands shaking slightly.

She doesn't remember her past. He's rewritten it. When a tragic accident steals her memories, she wakes up in the arms of a man who swears he's her husband. His touch is unfamiliar. His eyes hold secrets. And the world he's built for her is flawless-almost too flawless. But buried beneath every gentle word and every picture-perfect moment lies a web of lies spun over years of obsession. As fractured memories begin to resurface, she realizes the man who saved her might be the one who trapped her. His Perfect Lie is a haunting psychological romance that blurs the line between love and control, trust, betrayal and manipulation, truth and obsession.

"What do you even need me for?" She asked , speaking into the darkness where she thought he was. "I do not need you." He answered her darkly. Even though she wasn't surprised by his answer, his words still hurt. "I want you." Blurb: One day a mysterious handsome, but rude, man comes by Jade's home. She learns that she has been promised to him without her consent and her objections are futile. This handsome stranger is of a higher social status; as prince. Jade cannot fathom why he has decided to take her as his wife, they have never met before and what does he want with a simple girl like her? Jade is a girl of neither noble or royal blood. She is a simple farmer's daughter who's warm at heart but has a mouth that more than often gets her into trouble. She will not accept being treated like an object but this prince seems almost immune to her sharp words and objections. The only thing he simply cannot ignore is Jade's stubborn and crude nature. William is Jade's complete opposite. As a rude and hot-tempered young prince, he is not the most pleasant man to be around. He wastes no words were none is needed and is emotionally distant. However, he has his eyes and heart set on Jade and won't let anything, or anyone, get in his way to make her his. Whom of the two is the most stubborn? Who will cave first? Will Jade accept her fate and marry this rude and arrogant prince? Can she even love someone like him? Orginally written in Swedish, 2013. | COMPLETED | TO BE EDITED/REVISED | |Highest rank: 3/ 1,73 million in Romance| ⚠️WARNING⚠️ 18+ DARK ROMANCE Trigger warnings: - Abuse in different forms - Sexual content - Violent content - Foul language - Toxic behavior Top Rank: #1 ROYAL #1 PATRIARCHY #1 PROTECTIVE #1 KINGDOM #1 UNDISCOVERED #1 STEAMYSEX #1 ADULTTHEMES #1 MATURETHEMES #1 MEDIEVAL #1 MATURE #1 FORBIDDEN #2 HISTORICAL #2 HISTORICAL-FICTION #3 KING #3 ROMANCE Start: 🇬🇧 Sep. 2019 Finished: May 2020

He broke my fated bond. Now, I am his grim obsession. For eighteen years, I had the perfect life mapped out. I was a talented witch, deeply in love, and counting down the days until the Moon Goddess formally bound me to the Alpha's son, Sean. We were supposed to be forever. Until a rainy afternoon shattered my world. Rushing to the hospital to ensure Sean's safety, I didn't find my worried lover. I found my fated mate holding a pregnant she-wolf, looking at her swelling belly with the exact same adoration he used to give me. For six grueling months, I watched him feed her, hold her, and choose her. So, on a freezing winter night, I took my dignity, packed my herbs, and fled the pack lands forever to hide in the human city. Seven years and some change later, I am no longer that meek, broken girl. But a single night at an exclusive club changes everything. I accidentally waltz straight into the web of an ancient, terrifying power. A Dark Fae Lord who doesn't care about the Moon Goddess, pack laws, or the rotted remnants of my past. He looks at me and sees one thing: his claim. Sean broke my heart, but this shadow bender wants to consume my soul. And the worst part? I'm starting to crave his darkness.

Fay is a secretary in a scientific research facility. To everyone around her, she's forgettable. But behind her silence is a perception sharper than the systems she serves... and far more dangerous than anyone realizes. Sirius is an alien kept behind reinforced glass, studied like an anomaly and treated like a threat. He doesn't speak. He doesn't cooperate. Not until her. And he will tear through every sealed door, every armed guard, every rule of human science just to make sure she stays his.

**She was meant to disappear into the dark. Instead, the dark carried her home.** Aurelia was taken from the sea and broken beneath stone-her body chained, her voice stolen, her identity erased. Kept alive only because a cruel king believed she held the secrets of the merpeople, she learned one truth above all else: Silence is survival. When a violent invasion shatters her prison, Aurelia expects death. What she finds instead is him. A warrior forged of shadow and restraint. A man whose power decays iron and bends fear into obedience. He does not ask her name. He does not demand her loyalty. He carries her out of the dark as if it is inevitable-like fate finally remembering her. But Theo of High Raven is not merely a rescuer. He is a prince of a kingdom carved from obsidian and ravens, where power is ancient, borders are guarded by monsters, and nothing survives without purpose. As Aurelia is drawn north into a land that blooms where it should rot. Caught between a throne that fears her, a kingdom that watches her, and a man whose silence feels more dangerous than any threat, Aurelia must lie convincingly enough to stay alive-while hiding a truth that could shatter borders, crowns, and gods alike. Because she is not ordinary. She never was. And if the world learns what sleeps beneath her skin- Even the Black Throne will not stand tall enough to stop her. A dark fantasy of secrets, slow-burn tension, ancient magic, and the dangerous pull between two forces the world was never meant to contain.