"Here be dragons" A phrase meaning dangerous or unexplored territories, frequently used in the 1700s and earlier by cartographers on faraway, uncharted corners of the map. It was meant to warn people away from dangerous areas where sea monsters were believed to exist. It's now used metaphorically to warn people away from unexplored areas or untried actions. Beware, this isn't a story about good people doing heroic things...no, this is a story about the bad guys. ***This is a fan-fiction based off CL Stone's Ghostbird series. The characters belong to her and I take no credit or financial gain from this story. I took creative license over the story line, but it's for entertainment purposes only!*** ***This is a dark horror story with some violent and gory imagery. If these types of things disturb you, I advise you not to read. It's not all about the blood, of course; humor and perhaps a little love is mixed in.***

*A reverse-harem fantasy romance* The female decline was swift. Birth rates dropped at an alarming rate, and within years, men across all realms grew restless and aggressive. Their desperation led to women being collected at birth and sold at auction, and humans gradually became one of the most sought after. Parents began hiding their daughters, birthing and stowing their females underground in a desperate attempt to keep them safe. Charlotte is one of them. Hidden from the men who would tear her family apart to get to her, she's accepted that she'll live her entire life within the thick walls of her childhood home. When the human government permits a large-scale raid, Charlotte is one of the unlucky women caught. Forced out of hiding and thrown into the home of three powerful demons, Charlotte must learn how to stay alive in a world she's only experienced through stories from her parents.

Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death. Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth. I am useful, never loved. I am used, never thanked. I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted. I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness. I have accepted my designed fate. Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing? What will happen if I give in...and love? What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life... Worlds End. RH*Mature Content*Advisable only for 18 and over

(18+) *Complete/Unedited* Nova Bara is a twenty-three year old mix breed. Between necromancy and vampirism, she belongs to no one but herself. At least, until someone shows up at her door asking for her help. (18+ for graphic sex, language, and violence) ***** Rankings: #1 Paranormal Romance - 03/21/2022 #1 Omega - 03/18/2022 #1 WerewolvesAndVampires - 01/05/2022 #1 Necromancer - 11/27/2021

Ella is ready to take charge at law school, but she soon becomes the charge of three very distracting men. Cameron, Dallas and Oliver are tasked with protecting Ella, a woman they have been enamored with since the first day she arrived on campus. A relationship between them is strictly forbidden. Will the males risk everything for a chance to be with Ella? ***** Sentinel Boys is a full length novella in a stand alone series. Each story can be read alone, but suggested reading order is: #1 Cassidy and Carter #2 Bestie Boys #3 Sentinel Boys Sentinel Boys is a reverse harem #whychoose romance. Ella will not have to chose between her love interests. This book does contain sexual content and is made for viewers over the age of 18. Stand alone, multiple POV, 29,000 word novella with a guaranteed HEA❤

*Completed* *Unedited* With every step he took towards me, I took one back until I hit the edge of his bed. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and I tried to make myself smaller in hopes that he would leave me alone. Being a human, I stood no chance against this beast in front of me. He would tear me apart. His muscles rippled with ease from underneath his shirt; his stance towered over me; his eyes colored with darkness; and I knew he was struggling to keep his wolf contained. "Kitten, don't act all scared. This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've always fantasized about what it would be like to be with a beast like me." His hand approached me slowly and then brushed my hip. I gasped. His teeth grazed my neck and I unconsciously leaned my head away, so he could have more room. "Answer me!" he growled. My chest furiously moved up and down as I tried to calm myself. I shook my head. "Well, Kitten, you're MINE. Whether you like it or not." From a very young age, Mae has been told by her father to stay away from werewolves. They were too rough, too dangerous for humans, but she always had a fascination with them. Damon was the Alpha of the Night Bane pack and he was exactly what Mae's father told her he would be - rough and dangerous. *Not my cover art @ Jojoesart