Charmed Sight Unseen

A second chance at love,leads to an abyss of darkness,as the fates of 3 women born centuries apart,collide in a supernatural vendetta,spanning the ages. In the present,newly divorced Beth Collins,finds love in the arms of Ethan Hollingsworth,not knowing her involvement in his life,will put a supernatural target on her back. Two centuries earlier,Lady Katherine Swann finds herself bedridden after giving birth to her only son,struck down by a mysterious illness,which lays waste to her health.Unknown to her,dark forces are at play,and the prize is her very life. Fallon Rutherford is the daughter of Lady Katherine's late sister,who inexplicably died on the ancient sands of Egypt.Fostered by Katherine,she hides a dark and twisted secret and in her wake she leaves nothing but destruction and death. An innocent gift,passed on from Ethan's late mother to Beth,is the catalyst to awakening a devouring evil and the battle will see Beth fighting for her very life,sanity and soul. Darkness is coming,and only one will survive its final judgement....

“I’m s-sorry *hiccup* I won’t try to run again *hiccup*” Kayla pleaded when she saw him coming towards her like a grim reaper. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as he closed the last of the distance between them, backing her into a corner of the room. She closed her eyes and covered them with her palm, unable to endure his dark gaze. He curled his fingers around her arms and pulled them back, but a frown set on his face when he saw that her eyes were still closed. “Look at me Kayla...” he demanded, his voice thick with the need to see her golden-brown orbs. He let go of her hands and cupped her face. “Open your eyes...” he tried a little gently this time. Kayla ever so slowly lifted her eye lids, giving him the sight that he had been deprived of. A rare smile flitted on his lips when his eyes collided with the most stunning pair of pearls that adored the girl that he had become obsessed with. “Will you *hiccup* p-punish me?” she asked. “For what you did, you deserve a punishment. Don’t you think so, Malyshka?” he smirked as he caressed her bottom lip with his thumb. Even even before she could say another word, he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, gaining a surprised yelp from her. “W-what are you *hiccup* doing!?” she felt scandalized to be hanging upside down on his muscular torso. “You’ll find out soon enough” he stated coldly and strode towards the bed. And upon reaching it, he transferred her onto the mattress. “And now for the punishment...” he muttered as he leaned onto the bed and hovered above her, sending a cold shiver down her spine.

She was in love and was willing to work it out even with the obvious red flags. But when she ran into Gregory, a smart, business-centered, Billionaire with two kids in a not so peculiar circumstance. She realized that she deserved better than she was getting in her current relationship. Falling in love with Gregory was the easiest thing in the world. He was kind, understanding, caring, loving and a romantic. Just the type of man Rosie wanted. But there was the Age-gap that might hinder their love for each other. And, there was also the big overwhelming secret between both families that Rosie had no knowledge of. Love wasn't enough anymore. What do you think the future holds for the lovebirds?

Angel Anzores was used by her aunt and uncle to pay off their debt after they hid her younger brother, Angelo, and threatened to sell him if she refused to comply. Left with no choice, the young woman had to obey the people who took them in after their parents died in a car accident. Salvatore Ravalli, known as "Tore" in the underground world, is a ruthless 35-year-old mafia leader to whom Angel's aunt and uncle owed money. He finds himself drawn to Angel. Will Angel be able to accept the man who initially threatened her using her own brother's life? What will Salvatore do when Angel discovers that he was involved in the accident that claimed her parents' lives, leading her and her brother into the life given to them by their so-called guardians? Can Salvatore save the woman he loves from the clutches of his equally ruthless enemies?

He was meant to be a sacrifice. Instead, he became an obsession. When Elias is cast out of his master’s home, accused of seducing a nobleman’s son, he flees into the forbidden lands of Lucian D’Arcy—the cruel, beautiful vampire lord feared by all. But instead of killing him, Lucian claims him, drawn to Elias in ways neither of them understand. Elias resists the dark temptation Lucian offers, but his body betrays him, his pulse quickening under the vampire’s touch. The longer he stays, the harder it becomes to deny the hunger in Lucian’s gaze—or the sinful desire curling in his own belly. But something is wrong. Elias’ body weakens, his dreams haunted by whispers of an unseen force calling to him. And when a shadow from his past sends a warning, Lucian realizes Elias is more than just a mortal in his grasp. He is something else. Something dangerous. Lucian swore he wouldn’t break Elias. Wouldn’t ruin him. But as desire turns to obsession, and obsession to possession, one thing becomes terrifyingly clear. He will burn the world to keep him.

“I hate you so much, I can’t stand the sight of you.” He said, his face etched with irritation. “Alright. I will try my best not to be in your sight.” I replied, attempting to walk away but stopped when he spoke. “And who asked you to leave?” “You said you cannot stand the sight of me so I’m making it easy for you?" I replied, looking everywhere else but him. He let out a dry laugh, taking a step towards me and now standing in front of me, his height towering over my small frame. “Yes, I can’t stand the sight of you but fuck, I hate that I want you so bad.” And with that he crashed his lips against mine. ——————— Desperate to save the only family she had left in the world that cared about her, Mirabel agrees to a marry a man from her past that had done nothing but make her life miserable. Giveon Jameson is a well-known figure in the business industry, a devilishly handsome man who any woman would kill to marry. He hates Mirabel and wants nothing but to hurt her feelings and break her but for what reason? Is it hate or could there be something more? Read to find out.

“Valerian!” a cry came from outside and my feet rushed to the door, my body having recognised the voice before my brain could comprehend what was happening. I yanked the door open and almost broke down crying at the sight before me, “Queen Lyla!” Bethany gasped from behind me. I scooped her into my arms, my eyes searching for any unwanted presence before rushing her into the living room. “Valerian put me down, we don’t have much time!” she rushed out the command as she struggled to get down. Silently obeying, I put her down, taking note of how she looked and it wasn’t pretty. Her hair, that was always neatly made, looked like a bird’s nest; twigs and leaves hanging from the knots. Her long white sleeping robe dirty and bloody from her waist down, she looked a royal mess; with a bunch of blankets wrapped around her upper half. “My Queen, what happened?” Beth asked as she handed me my medicine bag.

When a mysterious stranger named Thorne confronts young Calla Merin with questions about a "pack" and a heritage she doesn't remember, Calla is thrust into the hidden world of werewolves. She quickly learns she's the last descendant of two legendary bloodlines—and her rare golden wolf form marks her as the fulfillment of a prophecy that some would kill to prevent. Thrust into the Moonveil pack, Calla must master her newfound powers while navigating deadly pack politics. But she's not alone—her best friend Maya harbors her own supernatural secret, and together they face the challenge of building crucial alliances between packs who have been isolated for generations. As the Shadow Covenant emerges from the darkness with enhanced soldiers and sinister plans, Calla must learn to wield the Golden Wolf Network—an ancient power that connects allied packs but also makes her a target. With enemies infiltrating their ranks and time running out, she faces an impossible choice: master abilities that could destroy her from within, or watch everyone she loves fall. Because someone out there knows what she is… and they're hunting the Golden Wolf.

"Do you still have a boyfriend?" He asked with a mocking tone. "I thought that ship sailed already. I do not bite Sunflower. The last time we spoke, you said you like what you see." Simon said standing up. He went over to her, shifted her food aside and sat on the same spot. "The only excuse you gave for not wanting to feel what I have to offer, was your boyfriend. Is the excuse still valid?" He asked with a sensual smile touching her cheeks gently with the pad of his thumb while the other hand found his newly discovered spot, the crease of her ears. "Imagine the level of pleasure I would give you. I am a very patient man when it comes to my desires and I am not greedy as well. Your pleasure, would be my pleasure." He reassured her with a smile. He got down from the table and walked over to her, standing behind her. Slowly, he sucked on her neck. "Mmm," came the suppressed moan from Paige with her eyes shut. "Shhhh, you don't want to disturb the people behind those doors." He said. Money was top of Paige Patterson's priority list while Love didn't even make it to the list. There were too many bills to pay and a childhood memory to secure. The Kentleys seemed to be her only hope to financial freedom but the price was way too much for her. With Simon Kentley, she would be able to sort out all her needs but would she be able to sort any of his? Other Books By The Author. •You Are Mine For Keeps •Loved By A Real Man

Like cats and dogs—that’s how Nick and Jessica’s relationship was. Jessica became Nick’s temporary secretary because his male secretary had to take a leave. Nick was allergic to female secretaries, believing that none of them were trustworthy and that they all had hidden agendas. That’s why he never hired a female secretary. But this time, he had no choice—he couldn’t handle everything on his own without a secretary. And Jessica was the only one available, personally trusted by his best friend, Andrei. Even though he was "allergic," he had to endure it—after all, it was only for three days. But how could he possibly endure it when, in less than a day, she was already making a mess of things? She was only proving his belief that female secretaries were unreliable. And how could Jessica prove that she was a professional and skilled secretary if her temporary boss—grumpy and seemingly carrying the weight of the world—had already judged her without giving her a chance? How long could they put up with each other? And could love possibly bloom when, from the very beginning, they already had the worst impression of one another?