Fallon I was born to inherit a throne I never wanted. To wield power that was never meant to be questioned. To become a queen who rules with fire—without ever stepping out of line. Being the Firestone Witch means destiny isn’t optional. It’s demanded. Enforced. Expected. But KiloKilo has always called to me. A forbidden land beyond the veil. A place my family fears… and refuses to understand. Zayn was supposed to make sure I stayed in line. Loyal. Controlled. Safe. A guard assigned to watch me—not follow me into the one place I swore I’d never go. I promised I wouldn’t cross that line. I lied. Now I’m exactly where I was never meant to be. Surrounded by enemies. Hunted by power far darker than anything I’ve ever known. And standing face-to-face with a truth that could destroy everything I thought I understood. Because Zayn? He isn’t who he says he is. And the deeper I fall into this world, the clearer it becomes— Peace was never an option. The Grand Wizard wants to make an example of me. My family wants me back where I belong. And Zayn… He’s the one thing I can’t afford to lose. And I'm not even sure I can trust him. If I choose wrong, I won’t just lose my future. I’ll lose everything. Power. Betrayal. A forbidden land on the edge of war. And a choice that could tear two worlds apart. WITCH OF THE ALPHA Some queens are crowned. Some are chosen. And some will burn everything to change their fate.

Late at night, when I think I’m alone… I feel his breath on my skin. And I know—he’s watching me. Ever since I moved into my aunt’s crumbling mansion to care for her, strange things have been happening. Whispers in the walls. Shadows that move when they shouldn’t. Cold breath on the back of my neck. Then I discover she has a boarder. Dalton. The mysterious artist who lives upstairs. Dark. Brooding. Dangerous. The kind of man your mama would tell you to run from. But I don’t run. I want him. Even when I know I shouldn’t. The more I fall for him, the more the darkness follows. The things that haunted me before? They’re getting stronger. And somehow, they’re tied to him. Dalton isn’t just dangerous. He’s possessive. Obsessive. Diabolical. And I think… I might love him anyway. He has me. For better or worse. ‘Til death... or something darker.

I ran from one devil… and straight into the arms of another. On the day I’m supposed to marry my cousin to secure the Romani crime family’s legacy, I escape—leaving behind the bloodstained expectations of my uncle’s empire. But freedom comes at a price. I crash headfirst into enemy territory, and Angelo—a deadly enforcer for the rival mafia family—takes me as his prisoner. He thinks I’m a pawn. A means to destroy my uncle. But I’m no man’s bargaining chip. I’m fire wrapped in silk. And I’ll burn every kingdom down before I’m caged again. Angelo is dangerous. Brutal. Sinfully gorgeous. And he sees right through my lies. The more he tries to break me, the more I want to make him beg. This isn’t just a game of power. It’s seduction. Obsession. War. And when I finally take my revenge, I won’t just be a runaway bride… I’ll be the queen of the damned.

I was born to be the boss. Being a capo was never going to be enough, and when Dante offered to hand the reins over to me, I didn’t hesitate. But I knew what kind of life would be in store for me. Money. Women. Danger. In the lonely hours of the morning, memories invade my thoughts. It’s always her. The one woman who set me on fire. But that was over a year ago, and she’s gone now. Until she’s not. When Chloe walks back into my life, I’ll do whatever it takes to protect her, even making her my queen. I have to protect her from her ex, a cartel boss who wants her dead. And I’m falling for her all over again. But Chloe has secrets, too. Secrets I can’t unravel. Secrets that might just be the death—of both of us.

I burn for her, but if I'm not careful, she's the one who's going to get burned. Bookgirl, that's what I call her. The gorgeous young woman who owns the bookstore across the street from my bar. I know better than to try to drag her into my dangerous life, but when an unknown enemy attacks me and almost kills her, well, she's in it. Heidi is furious when she finds out it's my fault her family bookstore has been burned to the ground. I promise I'll make it up to her, and I mean it. But the more time we spend together, the harder I fall for her. She seems to be falling for me, too, but if she finds out about my dangerous lifestyle, she'll leave, and I'll never see her again. Time to tell her is running out as my enemies get closer. Should I tell Heidi the truth or let her go to keep her safe? Either way, someone's going to get burned.

Prince Rafe leans over me, holding himself up on one elbow as he gazes at my face. I feel his eyes wandering over every surface from my brow to my eyes, down my nose, to my lips and chin, and then returning to hold my gaze for a second. The small smile at the corner of his mouth makes me think he likes what he sees. His hand is cool when it brushes a loose curl from my cheek, but I don’t jerk away from him. I have no idea what’s going on. I don’t understand why I’m here. I don’t know what will happen tomorrow. It seems like a lot of powerful people want me—dead or alive. And yet, all I can think about right now is how badly I want this vampire’s hands on my body. *** I live in a desolate village on the edge of the Vampire King’s lands. This used to be wolf shifter territory, but now, we are just trying to survive. When I mess up and find myself in a culling, I know I’m dead. No wolf shifters ever survive these events. And after the stunt I pulled in the middle of the village, Prince Rafe probably wants me dead. Is it a good thing or a bad thing when a vampire looks at you like you’re a snack? Something tells me, once I reach the castle, I’ll be missing my miserable existence in the village. But then—it turns out I have no freaking idea who I even am, and when the royals start referring to me as Princess Ainslee, I realize my life is about to take a turn—for better or worse.

Skye I was raised to keep my power hidden. To be useful, but never dangerous. To understand the stars—without letting anyone see what they’ve given me. Being a mystic isn’t something openly claimed in a world ruled by Alphas. It’s something quietly survived. Alex wasn’t supposed to matter. A brilliant mind. A dangerous man. A vampire prince hiding in plain sight. We were meant to collide, not connect. But the more time I spend with him, the harder it is to keep my secrets buried—and the more the stars whisper that I’ve already crossed a line I can’t uncross. If the wrong people in power discover what I really am, I won’t just lose my freedom. I’ll become a weapon. A prize. A threat that has to be controlled. And Alex? He’s already being hunted. The stars say my power can save him. They also say it could destroy everything. Loving a prince was never part of my fate. Neither was choosing between the truth and the man who’s quietly become my entire universe. Power. Prophecy. A bond that was never meant to exist. And a secret that could bring kingdoms to their knees. MYSTIC OF THE ALPHA Some powers are inherited. Some are feared. And some are worth burning the world for.

"He hadn’t even kissed her yet, and already, she felt like her head was swimming, and her knees were growing weak. This man certainly had an effect on her. It was almost as if he was taunting her. He smiled at her, caressed her cheek, held her tight, and she waited patiently, staring up at him, to see if his intentions were what she was craving. Without a word, he slowly leaned in and found her mouth with his. His lips were warm but tasted differently than she’d expected, smoky somehow. It wasn’t unpleasant, just unexpected, and when he used his thumb to press her to part her lips, she did so." *** Why choose just one if she can have them all? Princess Katrinetta is about to embark on her Choosing, a time when every province in Yewforia will select one man to send to Castle Wrenbrook where he will have the opportunity to show his value to the beautiful, intelligent woman who will someday rule the realm. Katrinetta is tasked with the duty of choosing just one man to spend the rest of her life with. In the realm of Yewforia, a man's highest honor is to please a noblewoman. When that woman happens to be the princess, being a part of the Choosing means everything. As Katrinetta becomes more acquainted with the Representatives, it becomes clear she can never choose just one of them! Cassius is powerful and knows how to make her laugh. Jate is gentle and shy. Reeve is mysterious... and that's just three of the men who have pledged their hearts to the beautiful princess! Despite her feelings for the new men she's grown to adore, Katrinetta is also in love with the one man her mother, Queen Rona, would never allow her to be with. When Eliason is blocked from the Choosing, Kit is desperate to find another way to keep him in her life, even if it means defying her mother and the realm. Realm of the Chosen follows Princess Katrinetta as she embraces the love of her men and establishes herself as a benevolent ruler, one who will vow to protect her people and do what's best for them, no matter the cost. Full of steamy bedroom scenes, romance, love, and intrigue, Realm of the Chosen is a reverse harem romance for mature readers.

The devil is back in Hahnville. And this time, he’s not just watching. No one should live here. Not after what happened at the old Gregory Place. So why am I building a house on this cursed land? Everyone thought the fire was the end. That the evil rooted in these swamps had finally burned away. They were wrong. Something ancient has risen again—darker, stronger, and hungry for blood. And now it’s coming for Bailey. She’s the one light I have left in this world. And I’ll walk through hell to protect her. But is it already too late?

Something smells like death. And this house was never meant to be a home. My husband just built us a beautiful new house. I should be the happiest woman alive. But from the moment I step inside, something feels off. Like someone’s watching me. Like something’s watching me. As the crew drains the swamp and disturbs the old cemetery, the house seems to… shift. Breathe. And my husband? He’s not the man I married. Not anymore. When I start turning to one of the workers—Zeke, the kindest man I’ve ever known—I know I’m crossing a line. But the real danger isn’t love. It’s the land. Because whatever haunts this place wants blood. And if I want to survive, I’ll have to choose: Who lives. Who dies. And what kind of monster I’m willing to become.