Desire, lust, love... You're not supposed to feel those things for a woman, and you're definitely not allowed to act on them when you're a Catholic priest. I had taken vows; vows that I've upheld for eight celibate years, and had made a promise to God that I swore I would never break. But then I met Eva, my stepmother's estranged twenty-eight-year-old daughter, and she made me forget who I was. What I was. I prayed for guidance. I prayed for the strength not to give into temptation. My prayers went unanswered...or so I thought.

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

(Complete) **A MATURE FANTASY** Book #1 in the Elemental Heir Series. Now published and available in PAPERBACK and KINDLE on AMAZON!! 🤍 "Your ready wit never fails to surprise and delight me, Brenya." He murmured, his lips only inches from my own. I blinked, my lips parting, as his heady scent encircled me. He licked his lower lip, running his teeth over it as his electric blue eyes burned into mine. The heat of his bare chest seeped through my thin cotton shirt, thawing my icy irritation. "Even when you're being cross." He added in a low voice. He leaned closer, before I could respond, and ran his teeth along my jaw. I suppressed a moan. "I wouldn't be cross if you weren't so keen on irritating me." I said, unable to hide the smile in my voice. I felt his answering smile against my neck. "How can I make it up to you?" He whispered, planting gentle kisses up and down the column of my throat. He moved to the other side of my neck, flicking his tongue once against the mating mark near my shoulder. My hands slid up his abdomen, exploring the dips and hard lines of his muscles. Heat uncurled deep in my belly, spreading lower, and lower, until I felt my panties dampen. He growled into my ear, sending shivers down my entire body. *~*~*~*~*~* ~#1 in ROMANCE 9/13/18~ ~#1 in ACTION-ADVENTURE 12/05/18 and 4/25/19~ ~#1 in ACTION-ROMANCE 1/16/19~ ~#1 in DRAGONS 6/9/19~ ~#1 in FAIRIES 7/20/19~ *~*~*~*~*~* ⚠️!! WARNING !!⚠️ This book contains intense violence, mature language, and strong sexual themes.

MUST-READ THE ENTIRE BLOOD MAGIC SERIES BOOKS 1 - 9 before starting on Book 10: Beloveds' Marks Spin-Off I thought the vampire world was one of lies and deceit, taking and keeping power when you could, but I never expected the werewolf one to play dangerous games and riddles. Nothing could have prepared me for the darkest and cruelest of nights living within that forest as opposed to lavish mansions I'd grown up knowing my whole life. If it were my choice, I'd stay the rest of my life within the protective walls of the coven. It wasn't my choice. Any of it. Just like games have winners and losers, I am but a pawn trapped between the players. Do it for peace. Do what exactly for peace? Give up my freedom? What they don't understand is, I won't stay around long enough for them to use me or to figure out how to manipulate those closest to me. The fear subtly coming to the surface of their skin is becoming more obvious. A lethal poison, if you could actually call it that, taking out wolf packs one at a time. It first started with rogues, maybe someone trying to put an end to those who run away from their packs and responsibilities...an avenger of some kind perhaps? All of that changed though when an Alpha dropped dead in the middle of a training session with his pack warriors. This isn't my world, nor my problems. The two who have 'claimed' me as their mate...though they haven't marked me, are the ones trying to keep everyone safe from this unknown and unseen threat. The sad part is, I'll never feel a strong connection like the one I see them fighting toward me every day. Vampires have their beloveds. Werewolves have their mates. I've grown up with vampires, knowing how strong a connection is between their beloveds. I've never seen how truly deep a bond is between two wolves though until I saw firsthand between the ones of the Cedar Ash Pack. I'll always refer to a mated pair as beloveds...it just sounds sweeter to me, than the word...mate. (Not Edited)

Stolen from her mansion in the middle of the night Tharissa Bax finds herself in a precarious position; she has become embroiled in a political rift between three races of the great forest. The Shifters, a race of men who become wolves, Dragon Lords, a race of men who become dragons, and humans, a race without any seeming advantages...her race. But her father has set out to change that, to pass a law that would void a thousand year old treaty that offers human women to the Dragon Lords in exchange for their city's protection. Oddly, her kidnappers, Shifter rogues, don't seem against her father's law, they are intent on pushing it through. And she is rescued from them by the last men she would expect. The Dragon Lords. And one Dragon Lord in particular sparks her attraction and lust like nothing she has ever known. Could father's perceptions of the race be wrong? It seems it is time for her to reassess everything she thought she knew about the world outside of her pampered mansion. Should she take this opportunity to be more than what she has been raised to be? Can she find out who is behind the attempt on her life? Can she live with what she discovers?

Tackling her had been a mistake. The feel of the soft curves pushed up against him was overwhelmingly sensual and he'd been too damn long without a woman. Jesus the lass was as soft as a kitten. Mumbling a curse; he held her down and warned, "Don't move lass, I won't hurt you" There was something dark and promising in his voice that sent a shiver down her spine. He felt oddly familiar and some of her tension eased. "Who are you? What do you want?" she asked breathlessly, trying to force air back into her lungs.....

Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf | A Featured Wattpad Novel Her mate didn't want her, so the Alpha King claimed her. WARNING: multiple chapters are PRIVATE, meaning you must be a follower to read. Book One of the Broken Crown Series <><> "Zion is a breath of fresh air amongst the midst of werewolf stories... With no doubt, a twisting element of surprise awaits us all." -sayonaratui "I wish I could erase my memory and read this over and over again" -Ivona1950 <><> WARNING: MATURE, SEXUAL ELEMENTS, LANGUAGE, & DARK ELEMENTS

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

The Second in the Amber Aerie Dragons Series. This is a rough draft, written in first person like the first book of the series in order to keep with the same tone. However, it stars a new heroine and a new Dragon Lord. I highly recommend reading the first of the series before this one, they are not stand alone novels. There are many things that can be predicted accurately. My life, it seems, is not one of them. Cast from the Onyx Aerie it is not surprising that my pack struggled with the adjustment of life in the wild forest. And when the first members went missing it was logical to blame the many well known dangers. But it didn't stop with a few Shifters, six in total were gone. And the last...the last one was my sister. And by the Six Gods I was not going to sit around and wait any longer for the Alpha's cautious maneuvering. It was time to get her back. Fortunately, I had a plan. Unfortunately, the plan involved betraying my pack and releasing a secret hidden for nearly a month. The question was, would he be worth it?