A low moan escaped her throat as she gave in to tingling sensation building in her core. "Need help with that?" As it was, he was seeing her, all of her, exposed in one of the most embarrassing situations a succubus could be caught in. Alone. Fuck it. "Hope you're hungry," she replied with confidence. "Always," he grinned at her before sliding off the desk and diving headfirst beneath her skirt. His teeth nipped her inner thigh as he laughed before diving back in. Cocky bastard. Escaping a sheltered existence as the hidden away daughter of Lilith, one of the seven Princes of Hell (even hell has patriarical naming conventions), should have made life easier for succubus Soria Darte. College at a school just for other otherworldly creatures a dream with her best friend by her side. But things are changing in her world. The six men who consume her every waking thought are going to make things much harder. That and the fact that she's the monster fated to raze their world to the ground. Warning: Language and extremely steamy situations with even steamier men lie ahead. Don't say I didn't warn you ;)

"Say another fucking word, I dare you." He snarls in my ear as his hold on my throat tightens. "You're a very kinky man. First knife play, then choking, what's next Archyn?" I smirk up at him, looking into his dark black eyes, "Are you going to fuck me to keep me quiet Archyn? Or are you just all talk?" "Mikaia stop it or I'll push you to your knees and fuck your mouth right now in front of everyone." He says, his hand that's not choking me coming up to brush a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "Again, you're all talk." I breathe out, keeping a moan in. "I'll fuck you better than that vampire did." He whispers against my neck, "I'll show you what you've been missing out on your whole life." His hand on my neck squeezes tighter, effectively cutting off my air supply. "I bet he doesn't know what a slut you are." He says and I nearly moan but force myself not to make a sound. I will not give him that satisfaction. Besides, nothing can happen anyways. He has a mate. COMPLETED! SEQUAL IN PROGRESS :)

'Mine.' One word, five different voices. After the human race is destroyed, five supernatural creatures take reign; a Fire-lord, a Vampire, a Werewolf, an Elemental and a Shadow-lord. Ruling the supernatural is easy enough, but now they need their soulmates to rule by their side. Every kingdom needs their queen, but after so many years of searching, will she be found? Astraea Lune is human. You would think this made her normal, but she is far from it seeing as she's the last in existence. Before the war, Astraea was a quirky young child, love-struck by the prospect of supernaturals. But as the battle took away the only person she truly cared for, her adoration for what seemed like only things of fantasies was annihilated. After the brutal bloodshed, her only focus is staying hidden, training to fight and eventually avenging her sister who was murdered by the creatures she once admired. But it's going to take more than a war to get rid of Astraea. It's going to take everything they have.

SEQUEL TO THE BLOOD OF DARKNESS The world will be healed, Rid of the Divine who refuse to yield. Love will destroy them all. TW: violence, gore, torture, rape, death, murder, self-harm, self-mutilation, suicidal ideation, abuse (including SA), alcoholism, genocide

Aftertaste, noun Af·ter·taste : persistence of a sensation (as of flavor or an emotion) after the stimulating agent or experience has gone There was once a time she was running away from her life, from people, from everything and everyone; running as far as she could. Now, she's running towards it. She's running towards happiness. Towards love. Towards him. She got to experience a different life. With him. She got the taste of being with him. Now this is the aftertaste; the taste that lingers afterwards. This is what it's like to be loved by Sin.