They promised it was just fun. No strings. No feelings. So why does it feel like everything? At twenty-two, Sloane doesn't have room in her life for heartbreak. Between nursing school, long CNA shifts, and raising her daughter, she barely has time to breathe-let alone fall for someone. So when Braden, a friends boyfriends cocky, charming best friend, makes it clear he's only in it for fun, Sloane agrees. It's safe. Easy. Exactly what she needs. Until it isn't. Because somewhere between the stolen looks, mind-blowing sex and late-night banter, Sloane starts to want more. And without realizing it, so does Braden. But Braden has ghosts that won't stay buried. And when the girl he once claimed to love whispers a lie that cuts too deep, he doesn't just believe it-he uses it to break Sloane in the cruelest way. By the time the truth comes out, Sloane's heart is in ruins, and Braden's the one left bleeding. He never meant to fall for her. He never meant to lose her, either. Now he's ready to fight for the only woman he's ever really loved. But some promises can't be undone. And Sloane might be the one thing Braden can't win back.

"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.

She did not want to match with one of his kind; he did not want to match at all. Lillian Adams was set to inherit her father's dukedom- once she had made a suitable match, one that was not of the fae, and certainly not one that was Aëghan Dranora- the unpredictable and darkly attractive male that was lingering around her family's estate. Having spent four long years in their world, she was no stranger to the cruelness of the fae. But why was it only in his presence that she felt calmer than she had in years, that made her stir with yearnings of desire she had never felt before? Knowing all that she did about him, she should resist the pull that she feels for him... Aëghan had one purpose in this world- to find a way out of it. It was the only thing he lived for, the only thing guiding his every action. Until her. He could not allow himself to nurture the attraction he had for Lillian Adams, he couldn't allow anything, especially not a human woman that made his soul come alive, to come between him and his ultimate goal- to leave this world and return to his own. And Lillian was just that- a distraction, a hindrance. But the desire of his mind went against the desire of his heart as even the Gods urged their union. Aëghan was not convinced he would be able to make the choice should the time arrive when he had to- her, or his world and people.

The sequel to THE PSYCHIC NEXT DOOR and THE PSYCHIC WITHIN and the third and final book in THE PSYCHIC CURSE series.

Sequel to The Psychic Next Door. Rachel Vaughn just wants to feel normal again. After narrowly escaping the wrath of the Beast (and its deranged master) returning to an ordinary life seems impossible, especially with her psychic boyfriend Luc around. It doesn't help that Rachel is tortured every night by nightmares... Nightmares that are beginning to bleed into her waking life. The appearance of a ghostly girl -- a girl only she can see -- threatens what's left of Rachel's delicate mind. It doesn't help that her boyfriend Luc thinks it's all in her head, a product of her past trauma and strained nerves. He's psychic after all; wouldn't he know? But as more and more apparitions begin to appear, Rachel begins to doubt Luc's word. These ghostly girls seem to want something from her. With no one on her side, Rachel is forced to go hunting for her own answers. Only, she might not like what she finds... As unsettling and twisted as the first book, The Psychic Within will drag you in and not let you go.

Rachel Vaughn is being hunted by something... unexplainable. And she can't help but think it has something to do with Luc, the handsome but mysterious guy who lives next door. { Book I of The Psychic Curse } After her boyfriend cheats on her, Rachel Vaughn needs a fresh start. She finds it in a new apartment, and despite having some seriously weird neighbours, she quickly settles into her new home. But her cozy little apartment soon becomes hostile as strange things start happening. Small things start to go missing, she hears voices at night, and once... once Rachel swore she heard a growl. Though her friend Polly fears Rachel may be losing her mind, it soon becomes clear that Rachel is being hunted by something... unexplainable. And she can't help but think it has something to do with Luc, the handsome and mysterious guy who lives next door. Eerie, thrilling, and romantic, The Psychic Next Door twists, turns and tortures you until its heart-stopping climax. Rankings ----- Previously featured on Wattpad Featured on the Wattpad Stars profile #1 in #Psychic #1 in #Spirit #1 in #Haunting / #Haunted #2 in #Ghost #3 in Paranormal

Earth, Water, Air, Fire, Lightning, Ice and Metal. An Argent Eye is chosen by only one. Two? A rarity. Three? Unheard of. All seven? Impossible. Or is it? After being stabbed in the back- literally- Millie Robinson doesn't think her life can get anymore disastrous. However, after a mysterious man tells her that she now possesses the ability to manipulate Ice, she begins to rethink that thought. Realising there is far more to her world than first meets the eye, Millie tries to tackle her new life living away from home, alongside the fact that she is far more than the mysterious man first thought. With the potential to manipulate all seven elements, Millie struggles to handle her preplanned destiny amongst the Darkness that seems to be eating away at her mind, not to mention the fact that there's a man on the scene who wants what she can barely contain. Will Millie be able to drive away the Darkness whilst keeping her friends safe? Or will she cave into the power and finally let it control her? ___ "An Argent Eye Chosen by Ice Scorched by Fire Struck by Lightning Grounded by Earth Choked by Water Suppressed by Air United with Metal They will be as one To balance themselves with the light inside Or be consumed by the darkness that rips the lives Of so many If only she will allow it" ___ #3 in Elemental (14/07/19) **DISCLAIMER this is not in any way related to teen wolf** * contains mild violence

The Requiem Series #1 (Formally released as Lacrimosa) (c) Christine Fonseca 2016 and 2012 Some sacrifices should never be made, even for love. Nesy is the best of an elite group of angels, warriors called Sentinals, charged with one job-vanquish the UnHoly. She's never made a mistake, never gotten emotionally involved, never failed. Until she comes face-to-face with Aydan. He is evil incarnate. A fallen angel that feeds off the souls of others. Everything Nesy is supposed to hate. But she can't, because he's also the human love of her life; a love she was never supposed to feel. Now she must choose between doing her duty or saving Aydan, a choice that will cost more than her life... Or his soul. ***formally published as LACRIMOSA

Cursed with the chains of an empath insight and vivid dreams, Willow Haywood has learned to live her life on the defense. Her world shatters when an ominous figure in her dreams leaves behind an omen that follows her into her waking hours. As Willow learns the beautifully dark secrets of her life she has no choice but to flee to unknown dimensions. Secrets, lore, and the one made of her soul await her. Haunting lives of the past beckon her due. This isn't the love story you know...