Hector Bryne; 'Master' pickpocket and self-professed hunk, made his living off unsuspecting American tourists. It all went south one day when he decided to make Joseph Lane, Chief Inspector of the CID, his next target. Hector would do anything to get back his freedom, but what exactly does Joseph have in mind...for the both of them?

Book One [completed] Every year since his 2nd birthday, Ashley, Ash for short, has been losing the ability to see colors. Yellow on his ninth birthday, Violet on his 13th, Pink last year and so on and so on, like clockwork. Defeated and taking care of his cancer-stricken cat, diabetic mother, and caught in an never-ending job, he finally gets the chance to be an actual journalist, but he must first pass the interview with the billionaire CEO wearing the burning red suit. Reece Red, the new, young and wild CEO of R.E.D. NEWS CORP, a right-wing, republican and conservative news organization, is about as confused as anyone his age about how this thing works. When he sees Ash the first time, who challenges the him on his credentials, he instantly hates him. But they end up finding that they need each other in more ways than one.

Everything in Jules Hatcher's life is going well: he has a girlfriend, a job and pretty decent grades. That is until he (literally) stumbles into Hunter Adams, the bad boy and player that everyone knows. Soon Hunter has managed to turn Jules' entire world upside down- and make him discover a side of himself, that Jules never knew of. And it all started with that damn hoodie. Trigger warning: this story includes depictions of homophobia and mentions of suicide.

Sequel to Hitman in Love Even two years after Angelo left, the infamous mafia boss can't forget the hitman who'd come to take his life. He thinks about him day and night. With no message from Angelo, Dante's hope of seeing him again grows dimmer. One night, tormented by the thoughts of Angelo, Dante wanders and stumbles upon a small bar. With an intention of getting drunk, he walks in only to find Angelo working there, looking happier than Dante had ever seen him be. Dante doesn't want to ruin it for Angelo, but he can't help himself from coming back to the bar.

*Wrote this when I was 14, so it might be up to par, but I am revamping. Read at your own risk* (Book 1 in the Mafia series.) Everyone in the world has always said, "Don't you dare cross Ramone Vega." Even if he appears to have been the reason why my mother has been murdered.

Vladimir Alexis had lived for more than a thousand years. He is what the vampires called Master of the family. He may be ancient but he is quite modern. He adapt through years easily. His family is by far the biggest vampire clan across The world. He have family members around the globe since he had been moving a lot. He may be the fiercest, strongest and most powerful Vampire, but he yearns for the presence of a mate. He had taken many females as lovers but has yet found his one and only. His last destination is America. He stumbled upon a clan of Werewolves and met the Alpha, a.k.a. the Zombie Alpha, Skylar Bones. He felt a spark as his brain processed that this man, is his mate. A guy? And a straight Alpha at that. Will he be able to bend the Alpha's will and make him submit to him? A fair warning to those who don't like tattoos, the main character is covered in tattoos. So, be nice about it If u do decide to read my story. Thank you :)

Blake Benson carries an irrefutable air of sophistication about him, one that is as infuriating as it is unsettling. There's nothing worse than working for a prick... ..So what is it about Blake Benson that keeps Callum Greene coming back for more? **Please note, I own no rights to the cover photo and this book will contain MxM content. **

(Undergoing editing) *WILL CONTAIN M-PREG, SMUT, SWEARING* (Book 2 in the Mafia Series.) "Raymundo Vega meet your new wife, Derek Giordano." He wheeled around in his chair and stared up at me, hate flaring in his eyes. I wanted nothing but to leap over the table and strangle him with his intestines. "Two words." He held up his fingers in distaste and I glared at him. "Hell. No." That was it. Case closed.