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WARNING 18+ CONTAINS MATURE SCENES “Touch my throne and lose your hand. Touch her. . .and lose your soul.” • • • • • King Kaelric is cursed and his kingdom withers without the continuation of his bloodline. Thirty-two maidens were ritually prepared to carry his child and all thirty-two failed to conceive. His enemies sharpen their spears, and King Kaelric is scarred from battle, cold with a duty to protect his people. Elira, a slave girl with no memory of her past, shares a forbidden yet passionate night with the King and bears his seed. But when the pregnancy threatens her fragile life, Kaelric has to choose between the heir fated to restore his kingdom...or the slave who gave him something greater than a kingdom. • • • • • Cursed Bloodline is the first book in The Bloodline Series-a dark, steamy fantasy romance full of fated mates, sacrifice and twisted magic.

Ivory grew up just like every other girl in her father's pack. Her kindhearted nature drew everyone in, making her extremely popular. With her porcelain skin, sky blue eyes and white hair made her look like a goddess. The whole pack was excited for the full moon to finally find their mates! Ivory ended up finding more than just her mate. After crashing the party, Ivory's uncle reveals himself, making the truth of Ivory's heritage come to light. Can Ivory, daughter of the Moon Goddess and Mother Nature, stop her uncle, Creator of the Underworld from taking over Earth?

Every hundred years, one Luna is chosen to unite the fractured packs who have been at war for ages . Ivy is forced into that role, she expects to be a political puppet but instead she is faced with three rival Alphas whom she becomes entangled with—deadly, each drawn to her. To save her people she must choose a side, and a mate. A wrong decision could end it all, end her even, and the more power she gains the less she trusts everyone—even her own heart. Will this Luna choose the right mate and unite all packs, or will fate throw in a nasty slide which she falls in?

Vespera Solari was the Wolf-less Luna, a shame to her bloodline and a puppet for her husband, Alpha Julian. After years of infertility and a soul-crushing betrayal by her own sister, Vespera flees into the frozen wilderness. She expects to die in the cold; instead, she runs into the arms of the Alpha King, Malachi Frost. One night of primal heat awakens her dormant wolf and marks her with a child that shouldn't exist. Now, rejected by the King and hunted by her husband, Vespera is a prisoner in a gilded cage. But the wolves are howling for a new Queen, and Vespera is no longer the weak girl they once broke. She is the mother of the true heir, and she is coming for the throne.

Elara, the wolfless daughter of a powerful Alpha, has always been overlooked and mistreated. Her life takes a drastic turn when the ruthless Lycan King arrives with an unthinkable proposal: marry him for the protection of her pack. Betrayed, wronged, and nearly killed, Elara is left on the brink of despair as she battles against her domineering Alpha, her venomous step-sister, and her own growing desires. Just as she begins to believe she can trust the King, he whispers, "I'll wait for the day you beg me," leaving Elara torn between her duty and desire. Will she submit to the King's demands or fight for her freedom? The answer lies in the shadows, where desire and danger intertwine.

“MATE!” “NO!” “I didn’t ask!” “Still No, my mate killed me long ago.” Silence… “You killed your mate?” “No!” “Aw! I got a broken doll! “ The smug bastard grinned. -- Mallory´s life didn’t go as planned, even after she believed her true fairytale had started. Betrayed, beaten, and broken beyond repair, she welcomed death when it finally came. The moon goddess granted her a new life, a choice. She chose to remember. Haunted by her past and trauma, she devoted her life to *unalive* the worse criminals, humans, and shifters. Working for the council, she managed to keep running from her nightmares. Suffocating the pain and panic attacks by escaping into subspace, guided by Mr. Bear’s firm hand. Love is not in Mallory´s world; she doesn’t want it. Don’t deserve it, and the mere thought scare her to the core. Why would two mated males have such care for her? Why would another claim her as his? She doesn’t recognize them as mates—any of them. But that doesn’t seem to scare them away. Reverse harem, BDSM, revenge, trauma, triggers! Torture, human trafficking +++ Not a beautiful romance but a dark romance with lingering trauma.

After losing the love of her life, Kelanar is arrested for attempted murder and ends up having to serve her punishment at the guard tower. Elsewhere, Kelanar's lost love Hector becomes a vampire against his will. Now, he must learn to be a vampire and work for the very man who ruined his life. Time is running out for Lord Skorn, King of Ember City, as he searches for a cure to the blood curse laid upon him by his late brother with his dying breath. A war is coming and to win, he will need the loyalty of his strongest vampires to build an unstoppable army. Join the citizens of Ember City as they navigate through unexpected trials, fighting their inner demons and falling for the enemy. The Kingdom of Ember is about to change and it's anyone's guess who will emerge the victor.

In Alabama’s rot-soaked bayous, Drucilla Drakes survives by three rules: silence, scars, and never letting Louise—her Bible-thumping captor—catch her hoping. But when a schoolyard ambush leaves her bleeding beneath a stranger’s leather jacket, invisibility becomes a death sentence. Enter Dragon Morales: New Orleans’ most notorious runaway, a cartel prince turned outlaw mechanic with grease-stained hands and a death wish. He doesn’t save people—he survives them. Yet in Dru’s lashed flesh and hellfire gaze, he sees his own shattered reflection. Their bond is gasoline and matches. Dragon’s father—Colombia’s cartel kingpin—hunts them relentlessly. Louise, armed with voodoo rites and the chaos-hungry loa Marinette, vows to break Dru. Their only allies? The Lou Nwa, a bayou biker gang trading in bullets and black magic, and Papa Legba, the crossroads spirit who offers Dru a lethal bargain: *“Her soul or yours.”* Fleeing through the Deep South’s cursed underbelly, they dodge cartel hitmen, haunted swamps, and safehouses reeking of betrayal. Dark magic seeps into old wounds; family secrets tighten like nooses. Dragon swears he’s too ruined to love. Dru knows she’s too shattered to trust. But in the bayou’s choking heat, desire is a grenade they can’t outrun. This isn’t a fairytale. It’s switchblade kisses and saintly curses—a collision of fire and ruin where protectors become predators. Dru doesn’t need saving; she needs an inferno. And Dragon? He’s got a lighter and nothing left to burn. Will they raze the South to ashes, or become the sacrifice the crossroads demands? One truth remains: in the bayou, even survival leaves scars. **Warning:** No princes here. Just bayou smoke, blood-soaked magic, and the kind of love that devours.

Heavy is the head that chose to wear the crown. A story beneath her Crown Behind her Sword... Young Daciana lost her family in one dreadful night, from the black sheep of the family to the future Queen of Whitespire. She had to bury her wild side and be the ideal princess and perfect Queen but then her paths crossed with "HIM" A royal match of fate. Will she continue her path of pretense? Or will she soar like the eagle she was. When true love comes knocking a dangerous choice was to be made. Was destiny just an illusion or you have to make your own? An amazing romance novel that begins with the death of Daci and Birth of Princess Daciana!

I was married to Gideon Strathmore for eight years, but he was unfaithful, bringing home different women. The 100th, Vesper Quinn, smirked at me and turned to him, saying, "This is your useless wife, huh?" Gideon leaned back in his chair and lazily nodded. Emboldened by his attitude, she strutted over and patted my cheek. "Listen closely to what a real woman sounds like." That night, moans filled the living room. I couldn't escape them. The next morning, Gideon ordered me to breakfast as usual. I refused, unwilling to be his puppet any longer. He forgot our marriage was based on a contract, and it was due in three days.