Wind Gods

On the day Yara Cullen was released from prison, it was raining. A chilly wind carried the drizzle, striking her as the media swarmed the prison gates. "Ms. Cullen, in the Crestwood Estate sexual assault case, your client lost the lawsuit and took her own life six months ago. Her mother is demanding accountability. Do you have anything to say?” "Ms. Cullen, your attorney's license has been revoked, and your mentor was forced to retire. What are your thoughts on this?" No matter how the reporters pressed, Yara kept her head down and pushed forward, forcing her way through the crowd. A black G-Wagon was parked by the roadside, where Westley Langston leaned against the car, smoking a cigarette. Beside him, Elena Cullen tugged at his arm. He turned, glancing toward the prison gates.

At a dinner party, my genius painter of a husband, Henry Shepherd, used his hands, hands insured for millions, to shell crabs for his young assistant, Tamara Lee. This was all to coax her into eating a few bites when she claimed she had no appetite. Meanwhile, I drank myself into a bloody mess, trying to secure investments for him. When I asked him to hand me some antacids, he refused without even looking up. “These hands are for painting. Use your own.” For ten years, he couldn’t even be bothered to change the way he treated me. That night, as I sobered up in the cold wind, I asked my lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. "Henry, in this vast, chaotic world, our paths end here," I said inwardly

“It’s about midnight, the cool and gentle breeze will be blowing by now. I remember setting my bound hair loose to feel the soft but harsh power of the wind, sending cold shivers down my nape; the blinding bright lights illuminating the street would be lit. What about the big mansions? Situated right beside the lone empty road. So sad I can’t see or feel any of that; these great white-cornered walls would not stop me from reminiscing the beauty of taking a night walk; "who would have thought, this beautiful street conceded an Asylum?!" Emilia Vilia-Rosario was dragged into rivalry and a revenge war between,The Pedro's and her family. She was tricked into signing a contracted marriage proposal to Mariano Douglas Pedro, the billionaire heir to Pedro's Fortune.

When the world ends, Lilly James awakens. After a cataclysmic event fractures Earth and shatters the veil between realms, Lilly a seemingly ordinary woman who discovers she is the last tether holding the balance between divine order and infernal chaos. Hunted by celestial beings and demonic lords alike, Lilly is thrust into a war that has raged for eons in secret and now exposed and burning across the remains of the world. Caught in the eye of this divine storm are four men, two gods and two demons, sworn enemies from rival factions, each drawn to Lilly for reasons that go beyond destiny.     •    Kael, a fallen war god with a rage that could burn empires, hides a tortured honor behind his blade.     •    Theron, a stoic god of time and decay, holds the secrets to the apocalypse—and to Lilly’s past.     •    Riven, a charming demon prince of desire, masks deadly ambition with silken words and stolen touches.     •    Draven, a shadow-born demon of vengeance, silent and cold…except when he’s near her. Each of them needs her. Each of them wants her. But their desires might tear her and the world apart. As ancient prophecies unravel and her own powers begin to awaken, Lilly must navigate a brutal new reality where love could be her salvation or the catalyst for humanity’s final ruin. The gods demand devotion. The demons crave possession. But Lilly? She was never meant to bow. She was meant to rise.

Ava has always believed three things: vampires must protect their coven, werewolves are sworn enemies, and she is twenty-two years old. But lies run deep in the shadows. When Ava is sent on a mission beyond her coven’s borders, she meets Achi—a quiet, enigmatic human who stirs something ancient in her blood. Drawn to him by a bond she doesn’t understand, Ava struggles to reconcile her feelings with everything she’s been taught. Achi is calm, well-built, and seemingly ordinary… but nothing about him is what it seems. Achi is a hybrid—the forbidden child of both vampire and werewolf bloodlines. Cursed by ancient gods and hidden from the world, hybrids are destined to be locked away on a mountain far from civilization. But Achi has a secret: he escaped. And now, he’s living under a false identity, searching for the one the prophecy named—the vampire girl with silver in her veins and a choice that could save or doom them both. As passion ignites between them, truths unravel. Ava must decide where her loyalty lies—with the coven that raised her in fear or with the man who might shatter everything she thought she knew. And Achi must confront his fate: to love Ava is to break the gods’ law, but to let her go could destroy them all. In a world where bloodlines mean war and love means betrayal, can a forbidden bond rewrite destiny?

(Trios Legacies, Book 5) The battle may have been won, but the war is far from over. In Make Believe, the fifth explosive installment of the Trios Legacies series, the next generation of wolves, witches, gods, and hybrids must face the fallout of a broken magical world—and a rising evil that refuses to stay buried. When Josefina delivers a dire prophecy in the midst of childbirth—Lucifer is back—it sets off a chain reaction across realms. Three elite teams are dispatched to the fae courts to secure alliances before it's too late: Sebastián and his sharp-tongued witch partner Phoenix navigate Seelie politics and discover Sebastián’s mate is the king’s outcast granddaughter; Jai and the fiery Violet are ambushed en route to the Unseelie Court, only to discover Jai's fated mate is a guarded selkie with secrets of her own; and Aubrey, dropped into the Shadow Court with a witch she can't stand, ends up hunted by the Wild Hunt and entangled with its dangerously magnetic leader. As magic warps reality and the gods remain trapped in their realms, old enemies and unhealed wounds surface. Portals are failing. Alliances are fraying. The Wild Hunt wants blood. And Lucifer is building an army. With mates to protect, realms to defend, and fate itself unraveling, the heirs of Arcadia must fight like never before—not just to save the world, but to find where they belong in it. Because some wars are fought with weapons. Others, with love. And the hardest ones? Those are fought with truth.

In the final seven days after I decided to depart for good, I transformed into the daughter my family had always dreamed of. I conceded to Remy's every whim, never to fight or deny her. When she wanted to use my work for a contest, I deferred. When she wanted me out in the frost and howling wind, I did just that. My quiet compliance led my family to think that I had learned the error of my ways. "You've finally accepted that you owe Remy so much, and that you have to compensate her!" Even until the end, they never understood why I couldn't care less. "Fiona, why aren't you saying anything?" To that, I could only smile. "Isn't this what you've always wanted?"

Calista Ivy Castillo made a huge mistake by accidentally entering an alternate world where she doesn't belong; it may have the same name as her country, but it's totally different from where she came from, from its cultures down to its places. It all started one night when Calista saw a lady who looked precisely like her from head to toe, and for no apparent reason, they both couldn't stop themselves from attacking one another when their eyes locked. Calista killed her doppelganger from another world by accident. And with a single gust of wind, she finds herself in another world-the world of a woman she murdered. In the blink of an eye, she transforms into a princess who must marry a cold but attractive prince named Theodore Mason Fuentes in order to save their kingdom.

Layne needs to pay off the hunter who is threatening to sell her dad off to the highest bidder. One year, one million dollars. How does she plan to do it? By working as a for-hire mate at her auntie's high-end mate (escort) service. Easy enough to spend a little less than one month each with a man who she doesn't have to sleep with if she doesn't want to, right? With never-ending love for her dad and writing off love with anyone else, this beautiful bombshell plans to throw caution to the wind and sign up for the ride of a lifetime for the next year. Get in, make money to save dad, get out. Keep her head in the game and her heart out of it. That's the game plan. How hard can it be to stick to it?

After transmigrating into a novel, I realized the heroine and I had the exact same name. Naturally, I thought I had transmigrated into the female lead. So I marched straight to the man who was still a broke nobody at the time, threw all caution to the wind, and pounced on him like I had plot armor protecting me. He even glared at me with red eyes and told me he hated me. I honestly thought he was just into the whole push-and-pull thing. Everything shattered when the real heroine showed up and I finally understood one thing. He actually hated me. Heartbroken, I packed my bags and got ready to disappear. The next second, he pinned me against the wall. "Where are you going? Already bored of me, sweetheart?"