Evangeline enjoys working as a maid in the castle of Prince Marak Xoraneth, the fourth prince to the Sharith Empire. Especially when he treats her with a kindness that he doesn't show others. Then chaos befalls the palace, and she's forced to flee the capital. For the next four years, she manages to live in peace out in the countryside, content to live as far away from the capital as possible. Unfortunately, the past has a way of catching up. Soon she finds herself back inside the imperial palace with Marak, now emperor of Sharith. And she's even more shocked when he tells her that he only brought her back for one purpose - to make her his wife. And he won't allow her to run away from him again. XXXX Content Warning: This book contains depictions of SA, graphic violence, other non-con elements, mentions of child abuse, mentions of suicide, sexually explicit content, mild BSDM elements, and kidnapping that may trigger certain audiences.

A fairy, the embodiment of light itself, is ensnared by the clutches of HELL and dragged down by a ravaging and relentless HELLHOUND in this dark erotic shifter. As the shadows unfurl and long-buried truths come to light, her life spirals into a captivating story of transformation. Amidst this clash of worlds, the question arises: can she coexist with the very BEAST that's consumed her? Where do the boundaries between good and evil blur? This story - full of mystery, enchantment and personal revelation - will capture your heart and imagination. CONTENT WARNING *Age 18+ *Graphic/Violence *Explicit Language *Explicit Scenes *Mythologicaly-based

***Licensed under Typewriter Publications. Ebook and paperback version of Sanctum is now available on Amazon for purchase. Grab a copy now and you won't be disappointed. ^_^*** High-class demon exorcisms were Father Azrael Traugott's specialty. He was so damned good at it he does it without breaking a sweat. His exorcism rites however were unconventional. No use of a bible or a crucifix or even holy water, but the ecclesiastical community didn't seem to mind. Called for a meeting one day, the Holy Pope instructs him to investigate a recent, of the many, demoniacal attacks in an orphanage house of St. Therese. Once there, he quickly discovered the cause, but never had he expected it to come from an unlikely source: a woman, who had broken his protective walls in more ways than one.... ~ 0 ~ For as long as Aurora Alexis Clave remembered, living in the orphanage house had been peaceful. Despite being bullied as a child because of a birthmark on her neck, she remained steadfast and compassionate. When the demon possessions started pouring in, she began to wonder how she could help. When opportunity came to do just that, she quickly grabbed it. However, she hadn't anticipated she'd have to deal with an alluring exorcist priest whose attitude was as labile as the direction of the wind. As their paths collide, attraction between them arises and dark secrets were soon uncovered. Dark secrets that involved realms beyond her human mind could handle.... 'There's a new badass in town, and it's an exorcist priest.' All Rights Reserved Copyright JMFelic Books 2020

Rank #345 in General Fiction, March 12, 2016 ----- "Oh, Marcus, Marcus, Marcus..." the demon drawled. "I don't like how you ignore me earlier you know." "When have I ignored you?" Marcus felt his skin hairs raise when Heron grazed his lips on the plane of his neck. "This lunch." "I didn't!" But then Heron's hand moved to pinch his nipples. This ultimately made Marcus whimper, "ahh... Sir Heron!" "I couldn't fucking fight this battle anymore, Marcus. I'm done being patient." His hands left the boy's shirt, traversing up and into Marcus' tensed face. "Oh, how I love the way your lips quake Marcus. Let's begin our training shall we?" And with that, Heron closed the gap of their mouths for the first time. ~ ISY ~ Short Blurb: With Marcus still deciding if he should pursue becoming an exorcist priest or not, he was left with an ancestral house to care for. He needs all the help he can get to clean the house spick-and-span and the demon general of Infernal Armies, Bael, posing as a human butler, Heron, is willing to help him do so. However, surely enough, cleaning is not the only thing the demon wants to do the whole day... ~ ISY ~ Yes, you know it! This is a manxman short story. Gosh, *blushes* This is my first time creating a story in this genre, so yeah... its uncomfortable yet interestingly exciting! Since most of my Sanctum readers ship Marcus and Heron (even though they are both male) and that they wanted a spin-off story of them, so here it is! Enjoy!

"Let me remind you who I am." He traced the curve of her chin, the smile on his lips turning more sinister than it already was. His golden orbs glinted wickedly as the girl pleaded him to stop. It was too late. She was his now. For eternity.

He moved his lips to her throat, pressing his lips against her neck he could feel her heart beating frantically. She stiffened feeling his warm wet tongue lap her skin. The demon inside him stirred not satisfied with just this He moved to claim her lips, taking in her sweet taste along with the soft moans she released. . Her resistance from before shattered, her arms snaking around his neck. This was a time of war. He shouldn't be doing this, shouldn't be giving into what could be his greatest weakness, his down fall. But even that didn't stop him. He kisses her with more force, hands lighting her skin on fire, through the material of her shirt. He couldn't fight what his demon desired..

Children have been plagued by monsters for decades. From creepers under the bed, to the little voices whispering fears inside their heads. To the eyes that lie behind closet doors, to the ones that roam that halls of creaking floors. There's one forgotten by time, remembered only by a broken rhyme. He preys on the sweet to take, and neither between child or adult does he discriminate. A fearsome being dressed finely in all blue, with a mask to cover gruesome features that allow nightmares to ensue. So, run, hide, pretend it's all in your mind. For it doesn't matter to the monster of blue. He's coming for you.

Don't you just love when you read the classic werewolf story where the werewolf girl falls hopelessly in love with her mate that is also an alpha and he is the most powerful alpha in the world, or maybe the one where the Alpha is head or heels for his mate expect one problem she is human. Oh we can't forget about the ones when his mate is really werewolf and her parents just haven't told her. All those stories you read have one thing in common. All wolves have human mates or wolf mates and the very rare angle mate. Not in my case though see the moon goddess hates me. I got a demon for a mate. No I'm talking he is mean and selfish and every other insulting word you think of. I got a true demon, you know the devils right hand man and has more power than any werewolf out there. Yeah great I know right.... What makes it better is that I'm the most innocent, shy person you could think of, will minus the fact I'm a werewolf.

New York City, 1991: In a Manhattan hospital, a newborn child enters the world, a beautiful baby girl. That same day in a lofty cathedral in the Vatican City, a young pontiff informs the Pope of the birth of the child. Her birth has been feared for centuries. The scripture has indeed proven true: the child, Elise, bears the birthmark of the anti-Christ, and has been chosen for an unholy union.