Vesper has lived her life in the shadows, hiding a secret that could condemn her to chains- or worse. Born with forbidden telekinetic power, she knows what happens to those with gifts like hers: they vanish into the King's grasp, dragged from their homes and never seen again. Some say they're executed. Others whisper of hidden prisons beneath the palace. Vesper intends to find out. Disguised as a servant, she slips into the heart of the royal court, determined to uncover where the missing are taken and how she can help them. But the palace is a labyrinth of rivalries, lies, and hungry eyes, each more dangerous than the last. Prince Euris, the scholar with a kind smile and quiet defiance, draws her closer with a gentleness she hasn't known in years. With him, she begins to feel like more than just a survivor. But Euris is fighting battles of his own-and trusting him could tangle her heart in a war she can't afford to lose. And then there is Caen, the King's shadow and rumored telepath. His gaze strips her bare, his presence a weight pressing on her mind. Every encounter is a duel: his relentless probing against her fragile shields. Terrifying, magnetic, he knows she has secrets-and he won't stop until he unravels them. As war brews beyond the palace walls and loyalties fracture within them, Vesper finds herself caught between two powerful men, between desire and deception, between survival and sacrifice. But one truth grows sharper with every passing day: if she isn't careful, the palace will consume her, body and soul. And if Caen learns what she truly is, there will be no hiding at all.

"If you lay another finger on my people, I will hang you up in the rafters by your wrists and slice your body directly down the middle so you can watch your organs spill out of you one by one. The pain will be excruciating." He hissed, his minty breath fanning my face and my breathing turned as erratic as my heart as he dragged a lone finger down the middle of my chest, moving the zipper with it so that his finger grazed my skin in a cutting motion. There was no reason for me to get aroused by his cruel words, but I did. This entire time I was trying to cloak my scent to prevent him from noticing, but I lost my control and there was nothing I could do to stop my scent from rising between us. I cursed in my head when his tilted, a dark brow raising. He knew. Tsking, he stopped his finger right where my heart was located, eyes locked on mine. "Well, well. Seems we have a masochist on our hands. You surprise me, kitten." He drawled, his lips curving into a dark smirk. *** They call her the soul punisher, the demon slayer. Any supernatural creature that crosses her path, feels the wrath of her blade, her murderous eyes the last thing they ever see. Vesper. She's only known one thing her entire life. Kill. Show no mercy to the creatures who carelessly murder her kind. Humans. The slayer blood runs through her veins, fuels the hatred for every immortal creature that walks the earth. Nothing stops her, no one is a match for her. Until Luka Ardelean crosses her path, an equal match she's been yearning for since she chose her blade. Now, the real challenge begins. The prize? Luka Ardelean's heart wrapped in a box with a pretty bow. ⚠️WARNING ⚠️ This story contains mature content such as foul language, graphic sex scenes, graphic violence, murder, and more!

"Beg for it." He growled in my ear, making heat shoot straight to my core. "Never." I hissed back as his fingers moved faster inside me. His chest was pressed against my back, hand dipped into my skirt, panties pulled to the side. I wanted to come so badly, but I would never give him the satisfaction of hearing me beg. --- Violett Moore finished college over a year ago, yet she was still jobless. Of course, she was still living the life with the money her brother sent her every month, but she wanted something of her own. Hard earned money from a good paying job. When he brother tells her that there may be an opportunity for her, she couldn't be more ecstatic, until she finds out who's hiring. Roman Drakos, CEO of the Drakos Co. conglomerate that owns most of the media outlets in LA, some film studios, and the most prestigious marketing firm. He's also her brother's best friend. She's never met him, but she already knew she wouldn't take the job. This was just another handout and she wanted to work for it. Little did she know that Roman wasn't giving away any handouts and would indeed make her work for it, even if she had to beg for it. TOTAL WORDCOUNT: 97,431 ⚠️WARNING ⚠️ This story contains mature content such as foul language, some violence, & sex

Book #1 ARE-KAY-NOOM AH-MEE-NEM Mysterious Man She can't see through him, but he sees right through her. She wants him, all of him, the personal and the sexual. But little does she know that once she steps foot into his world, she might not come back out alive. I want him. I crave him. He's a mystery I can't solve. Being a student in his class isn't enough for me. His intelligence is calling out to me, stirring up a fire burning with so much passion, I was going to burst. But he doesn't know I exist. I'm his student teacher, yet the only conversation we had was a short yes, no, thank you, goodbye. I was going to change that. I'm coming for you Killian Arnault. Love, Scarlett Edwards TOTAL WORDCOUNT: 167,542 ⚠️WARNING ⚠️ This story contains mature content such as foul language, sex, graphic violence, murder, and more!