"Soothe the devils in my head, love me to my death." In which a psychiatrist gets kidnapped by a serial killer, only to lose her mind.

In a city overrun by the corrupt and crazy, driven by greed, lust, and desire, Remi Goldridge's sweet nature and strong moral compass are strange and unheard of. Beasts of nightmares roam free here, taking and doing whatever they please. When Remi's father buys her one of the most dangerous creatures in the world as her slave and personal bodyguard, she is terrified, and wants nothing to do with the dangerous beast.

There's more out there than you think. Ashley Cartwright works on a secluded island for her father as a secretary. The lab her father works at it planning on discovering something big, something Ashley doesn't find out about until it's too late. They aren't the only secluded island, and there is another species no one has ever known about until one of them is captured and brought in. Subject Zero. Cover by blck_n_whte (EDITING) #1 in Science fiction 8-2-18 #15 in Romance 1-4-19

Book 2 of (The Awakening Series) I'm a She-wolf who happened to be born on the day of The Awakening. My people once believed that the day when Luna passes directly behind earth and into the shadows was the day of new beginnings. The day of rebirth! They once called those particular days.... Luna passing days! For centuries Werewolves believed that in the year 2081 on the Luna passing day. Our creator and savior the moon Goddess would once again walk the earth. Even the Lycans who are believed to be direct descendants of the moon goddess believed in Luna passing days. All of my people were wrong, Lycans included. The Luna passing day in the year 2081 was marked as The Awakening. For humans, it was the act of the vampire species coming into awareness of the human world. To Werewolves, it was the day we have knocked off our high horses. Well, that's how I see it anyway but I'm no ordinary She-wolf. My kind usually thrives just thinking about spilling vampire blood. They always have. I honestly feel like we all can get along. Seriously, holding on to grudges never did anyone any good. It's pointless. We should all co-exist. I truly thought I understood the pain of losing your loved ones. I knew it cut deep but I never truly understand how fucking deep it hurts. You see I use to believe that most vampires were just misunderstood. I use to believe that the only way to stop the bloodshed is to forgive and forget. How fortunate for me, that funny word name fate decided to show me otherwise. The Vampires took someone extremely important away from me. They crushed my soul when they took her life. I'll never forgive them. For the first time in history, my people were right I'll never heal. Especially, now! I'm living with this ruthless Vampire King who insists on calling me his chosen but the sickest part of it all is he is actually my mate. #1 in Vampire/Romance # 2 in series Unedited. Cover Created By:@Autumnsewell

[COMPLETED]✔ Book 1 of The Deliverance Series Ménage--MxFxM 2017 Fiction Award Winner for Best Mature Book. --⊰♥⊱-- "Death would be too good for you," the evil glint in his crimson orbs startles me, not expecting this to be his reaction, "you've never been owned? You've never lived a day in your life by the code? Let's see how much I can torture you and make you beg for your death you stubborn ass bitch." No... "K-Kill me," I lift my right hand, the weakness in my punch to his face amuses him. I'm beyond beaten, my blood continuing to trickle from my wounds. In my past experiences, it should slow within the next few minutes...it always does. "I-I wi-will not b-be owned!" The vampire's eyes revert to those haunting malachite orbs, reaching into his pocket with his freehand and revealing a tranquilizer. "No," he sneered, "you want to die having fought as hard as you could. You'll recover and then I'll break you all over again, if you don't follow the code of conduct, you'll be severely punished. You'll beg for your death as a sniffling coward, not as someone who fought for their life." --⊰♥⊱-- Highest Hot List Rankings: #1 in Vampire #1 in General Fiction ⚠ This book has sexual content and intended for audiences 18+. Read at your own risk. (Not Edited)

‶Your little mate, what is she like?″ ‶She's wild, but all the best flowers are.″ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ ★ ✰ No one has ever seen Alpha Cedric Veiler smile. He is the ancient lycan King, and the most powerful creature living on earth. His eyes are red like the devil. His face covered in nasty scars. Not to mention that he's as tall as a tree, and built like a god. Though he has his own pack to worry about, Veiler goes undercover. He poses as a college professor to scope out the enemy. When he arrives, he finds himself surrounded by something he's despised his whole life. Humans. When he runs into an itty bitty, 18 year old human girl with big doe eyes in his class, Alpha Veiler knows he's in trouble. Because no lycan has ever had a human mate, and nothing ever makes the King smile. And it seems Hendrix is the only exception to both. It's just too bad that she has daddy issues. COMPLETED ✓ Highest rankings #1 in Lycans - 9/9/19 #1 in Music - 2/15/20 #1 in Age-gap - 4/29/20 #23 in Werewolf - 2/21/20 #4 in Daddy issues - 8/15/19 #3 in Forbidden - 1/29/20

"It is said some lives are linked across time, connected by an ancient calling that echoes through the ages..." -Prince of Persia Vulbogiô, the crown prince from a foreign world. Samantha Riley, a woman with a broken heart. What do these two have in common? Destiny. Their paths chosen by Destiny herself and intertwined together to fulfill a purpose. Cover by monica98

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

She was destined to Die. He was born to Kill. Cassandra has known nothing but suffering and slavery for her whole life. Unjustly condemned to death, she was ready to leave this Hell and expire her last breath in the arena. But destiny had other plans for her, and instead of being killed, she was offered as a tribute to the merciless Kairen, the Dragon Prince, also known as the Empire's God of War. What will happen now that she is trapped in his den, at his mercy...?

"We could be more than just friends, Soph." • • • He was a player with the brain of a genius. She was his best friend, the only one who could resist his charm. And yet... - Hold on to your panties, because a genius is loose.