Lilah James has never had any troubles with getting into a club, even though she was not 'of age' yet. Still, no bodyguard ever demanded to see her ID. That all seemed to change when a handsome, tall and not to forget tattooed-to-his-neck bodyguard came in the game. Before she knew it, he had denied her entrance to the city's local club. She was beyond embarrassed, but over all angry at him. He was just doing his job, she knew. Yet she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more behind it. Especially after seeing him let teenagers in. He didn't ask for their ID's, but Lilah could swear they looked like ten! She's never met him before and really wasn't planning on getting to know that handsome, ink covered devil. But after she discovered what he did when he wasn't guarding the club, she knew she would never hear the end of it. Especially because of her brother's interest in fights and his unmistakable admiration for one specific fighter: Prince Charmink. »»» "Jason." I hissed at my brother. "What?" He asked absentmindedly. "That's him." I whispered, eyeing the three men in the cage. Prince Charming stood tall and proud with a knowing smirk on his face. "Yes, I know. He's my favourite too." He informed me and I scoffed. "No, you dumbass. He's the bodyguard I was talking about." I snapped at Jason and his eyes widened. "You mean he was the one who didn't let you in?" He almost stuttered. "Yes." I nodded and looked back at the man who hadn't left my mind in a week. I could feel my anger rising again as I glared at his smug facial expression. As if sensing my eyes on him, his confident look faltered and it got replaced by a surprised one as his eyes settled on me. My eyes widened and I looked away. Jason's breath hitched. "He's glaring at you." He whispered and then he gulped. "Now he's glaring at me."

Ever since photographer Lacy Maguire caught her ex playing Pin the Secretary to the Elevator Wall, she's been content with her dog Fabio, her three cats, and a vow of chastity. But all of that changes when the reindeer-antlered Fabio drags in a very desperate, on-the-run detective who decides to take refuge in her house -- a house filled with twinkling lights and a decorated tree. (Okay, so it's February, but she has a broken heart to mend, a Christmas-card shoot to do, and a six-times divorced, match-making mother to appease.) For the first time in a looooong while, Lacy reconsiders her vow. Because sexy Chase Kelly, wounded soul that he may be, would be an oh-so-delicious way of breaking her fast. Now, if she can just keep them both alive and him out of jail....

After catching her research partner-slash-fiancé with the intern, Dr. Daphne Donovan returns home to lick her wounds and figure out how to fix her life. It doesn’t take a genius to figure it out: being an uber-brilliant Doogie Howser has made her life miserable while all the normal people she knows are happy and content. There’s only one thing to do: become normal. No more being the wunderkind of childhood disease research. All she wants is a regular nine to five job, two-point-five children, a white picket fence, and a blue collar husband. Except normal isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, especially after she meets Ulysses Gray. Gray is everything she doesn’t want: smart, incredibly handsome, and a doctor—just like her ex-fiancé. She wants to deny him—and herself—but she can’t resist playing doctor…

Winner The Crystal Awards 2016, Best Multimedia Story (3d Place). A spinster doctor rents her spare room to a brain-damaged patient who doesn't know he is a former undercover agent targeted for execution by a powerful criminal. ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ John Doe remembers nothing of his life before waking up in the hospital. He doesn't know he was a dangerous man, and he somehow has survived assassination by even more dangerous men. He doesn't even know how to speak English, or read, or count. Even after his body heals, he will need long-term supervision and care to re-learn how to live. Dr. Mitchell Oberon has been married to her surgical work for too long. So, she resists being attracted to a brain-damaged patient with the body of Adonis and the mind of a child. Agent Frank Stone, of Homeland Security, forces the doctor to take John Doe into her own home while he recovers. Stone, who knows John Doe's past history well, says it's not safe to send him back to the place he lived before he was "killed" by his enemies. If it ever becomes known that John survives, his foes will make sure he doesn't live long. Mitchell tries to protect her heart while she protects the innocent John from a hostile world. As they live together, the two begin to teach one another how to live. Hopefully, they'll also learn how not to die -- because they'll soon be betrayed into the hands of murderers.

"He was a fallen angel, reclaimed and chosen as one of God's earthly warriors. There are very few left on this plane of existence- and he hasn't been seen for centuries. It's said that he has been searching... for you." Lila Simmons didn't know what to expect when she received an acceptance letter from the exclusive, mysterious Faith Heights Academy. Certainly not a whirlwind of inhuman sounds in the dead of the night, and bloody hand prints in the school's locked basements. Certainly not a handsome angel claiming to be her soulmate, in this life and her many before it. Lila must discern the truth from what the Faith Heights professors demand that she and the other scholarship students believe, and discover how far she is willing to go to unearth it.

~A Paranormal Romance~ "Nothing hurts more than the hatred of the one you love the most." Manvi had thought her and Virat's love was stronger than anything else. Well until a storm came barging into their lives and destroyed it all. With a broken heart, she left, and went to made an old, abandoned mansion near the river gotten by hierarchy her new home. But the mansion had it's own tale of broken hearts as well. Each corner where cried for the things it witnessed once upon a time, a century ago. They cried for that lost love, one last breath and an unrequited ever after. The hushed whispers pointed towards the horizon, to something dangerous that Manvi didn't know she had stepped into, and then, Virat returned with the intent to mend their relationship. Both never acknowledging the other entity residing alongside in the mansion, until too late. Until the river was keen on, yet again, to separate two souls that belonged together.