He was Stone Cold.. literally. Frozen in time for centuries, A vampire awaiting his beloved to set him free. History always fascinated her. But she had no idea that it wasn't history that tugged her towards itself. It was the one who lived in the history. A cursed vampire lord turned to stone, A human girl born to lift his curse. Read more to find out how their story unfolds. (It's my first story. Please go easy on me ❤) ~I don't own the picture used in the cover.~

Copyrighted 2020 **Book 1 in the Darkness Series!** **Completed!** *Under construction* There was a creature locked away miles beneath the stone streets of Deshua, Oregon. A monster with the body of a man, jet black eyes of a soulless demon, and even darker feather wings cascading from its back. Those foolish enough to believe its unnatural, ethereal beauty would call it a fallen angel. The immortals who inhabited the town knew better. They knew to call it daemonium-demon. Forced asleep by a council who believed in the greater good, many revered the monster. Yet the town's eternal population was torn in two. Half awaited the day for the foretold cursed soul to come and resurrect their lord and the other half feared it just as much. And guess who got to be that lucky bitch. *No love triangle* -&- **WARNING** This book WILL have mature, adult content! Please be aware of this before reading. If you are under the age of 17, DO NOT READ. If you can not handle mature scenes DO NOT READ. You have been warned.

She became a wicked monster's obsession. He was whispered to be the most cruel of them all. Cursed to roam the world without a soulmate, his insanity overtook and he was imprisoned deep into the earth to protect humankind from his savagery. After countless decades, the beast was finally awoken from his slumber. A drop of her blood was all it took for him to tear from his chains. His little human mate. He had never believed he would be graced with such a precious gift by the gods. But now that he laid eyes on her, nothing was going to stop him from claiming what was his. Not even her. #17 Vampire on 11/12/2017 #6 Vampire on 02/02/2018 #Featured Wattpad Story Historical Supernatural Romance

"Are you afraid, my wee human?" "Will you hurt me?" "No, Ailsa. I swear to you I will never harm you. I'd rather die than lay a hand on you." "Then there's nothing more to discuss." ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ In 18th century Scotland, a romance blooms in a dark prison cell Laird Fraser MacLeod is no normal man. In fact, he isn't a man at all. He is a creature bound to the night that feasts on the blood of men. He's lured to the Sinclair clan under the impression there will be a truce between the two lairds, instead he's captured and tortured for being the monster he is. A vampire. What he doesn't expect is the wee slip of a lass that sneaks down to his cell for nightly visits. She talks to him, reads him books, brings food, and soothes the darkest pieces of his soul. Ailsa Sinclair has enough problems of her own. She's ailed with a disease that can not be cured, the daily attacks on her lungs are nearly too much. Little does she know that not only will the mysterious bearded man she visits get her in trouble, but that he'll change her life forever. A historical vampire romance

Copyrighted 2020 **Book 2 in the Darkness Series! Must read first book to understand this one!** There is a difference between dark and evil. One that twists the very fabric of reality. Evil is corrupt, horrid, and something that must never thought to be controlled. In the end it will only destroy you. Darkness is different. Holding no good, nor evil. Unable to be understood or controlled, but thrumming with power far greater than one could imagine. It forces those under its reign to sway constantly over that moral line--the one that separates evil and light. Those that are weak will fall, those strong enough to stand its power demand control. It is an unstable, impenetrable force. And I couldn't help but love his darkness. -&- Things were... different now. Now that the cat's out of the bag, and Larkin James is more than a little pissed at the supposed 'love of her life'--Deshua, Oregon was never going to be the same. Larkin's brief reprieve in Vegas did little to dull that horrible pain inside her heart, but she must push all that aside to ensure the sanity of the one person she will never be able to truly live without. Just because one psycho is dead doesn't mean that the mortals of the town no longer want their heads on shiny silver platters. With a fallen angel breathing protectively down her neck, visions of past lives that just won't leave her the hell alone, and an archangel's unearthly pocket knife tucked uneasily away in her jacket, the roller coaster that was Larkin's life was no where near over. -&- **WARNING** This book WILL have mature, adult content! Please be aware of this before reading. If you are under the age of 17 DO NOT READ. If you can not handle mature scene DO NOT READ. You have been warned.

BOOK 3 "Dance with me Tallulah." His whisper slithered over my skin, tempting me to comply. I smirked as I brought forth my current, allowing it to course my skin. I put my hand in his expecting him to fall to the ground from my immense shock. He only smiled, clasping his long fingers around my hand, tugging me up from my chair. I gasped as he pulled me in, forcing my body flush with his. I called on my full power, letting my electricity flow through him. Why wasn't he reacting? Anyone else would have been screeching in paralyzed agony. He hummed as I tripled the amount of electricity that would normally kill a man. "I suggest you stop. All that powers making my cock hard." He whispered, letting his blood stained lips graze my ear. ~~~ Tallulah has been in hiding since she was a baby. As the first half demon child to walk the earth, her father, demon rebellion against the vampire royals, wanted to shield her from supernatural backlash. But it was her fate that worried him most. The fate that a certain horrible, emotionless royal would take her as his own. Her father preferred a mortal life for his precious Tallulah than suffer eternity mated to the heartless blood thirsty Augustus Vercelis. Augustus is formally known as Augostino Vercelis, royal throne holder of the undead. Although he is indeed a murderous vampire, he hadn't enjoyed the bloodied kill of his thirst in over 200 years. His curse had him bound to good nature. At least until he finds the mystery creature that holds the ultimate gift of soul-mated love. If he can have her, he is free to lead the life he pleases, with zero constraints. And he is determined to make Tallulah his when he feels her blade deep in his heart. She's a feisty little mouse, but he likes the chase. (Warning: This book has intense mature scenes! Kink shaming comments will be deleted. Augutus has lived almost a thousand years with zero emotional attachment to anyone, his love is an acquired taste and doesn't come naturally.)

Story completely independent of 'Her Cursed Monster' She was a demon's sacrifice, but to him she became more. Born with a limp and stuck in the orphanage, Elyse is more than acquainted with the fact that life is challenging. Her tormentors seem determined to never let her forget that. However, after a demon summoning gone wrong, a dark presence enters the life of the orphanage. A dark presence intent on haunting Elyse and making her his. Azrael was disturbed from his realm. Great was his surprise and joy when the sight that greets him on his summoning was that of his human mate. Now he just has to persuade his timid Mistress to accept him. Even if he has to haunt her. #77 in Paranormal on 03/12/2017 #15 in Paranormal on 01/05/2018 #4 in Paranormal on 13/07/2018