Deprived beings with genetic mutations make the best Psychos. Pfft, f£(&\*@g humans. Whoever thought genetic testing was a good idea is lucky my ability isn't to travel back in time, because I'd have pinpointed the moment he primed the first needle and strangled the life out of him. Instead I'm stuck here, hated by humans and hunted by the authorities. Mutes have no place in this world, which is why I've tried to leave it countless times, not that I could be so lucky. My destiny is to be trapped amongst the living and that's not the worst part. Thrown into the Afterlife Asylum, I find myself falling for an actual ghost, hated by a Mutant called Ghost and bound to a fiery soul I've never met - that's my reality. These three men have barrelled into my life and destroyed the mantra I once lived by. No love means no grief, and my knack for rising from the dead means I'd be grieving for a very long time. One day I'll figure out how to take my rightful place in Hell, where the fires are warm and the demons inviting. With the burnt ashes of sinners filling my senses and their blood-curdling screams bringing a smile to my lips. I know where I belong. Now I need to find out how to stay there, permanently. Trigger warning: This novel is the first in a dark RH trilogy. Certain themes such as sex, self-harm, death and controversial beliefs are featured so anyone easily offended should avoid. However, those who always fall for the twisted, deranged villain and never question their own sanity about it, the Afterlife Asylum is the place for you.

Deprived beings without genetic mutations make the worst saviours. I was wrong. So very wrong. I used to think love was a weakness, but now I draw on its strength to survive. Too bad I’m more alone than ever. Deemed useless by the deranged owner of Afterlife Asylum, every step I now take in the human world is a struggle. With a bitter chill gnawing at my bones, refusing to let me sleep, I long for the fires of the underworld. Although, I know from the chasm residing in my chest, those are not the fires I’m longing for. Stuck between two worlds and not a part of either, I keep grappling onward with one goal in mind - save Hoax. Hell is my salvation, but I can’t be at peace with my adoptive demon mother until I see this through. Yet with Pyro still trapped and no way to help him, I must turn to the irritating prick who has always hated me and abandoned us in our hour of need. Always ready with a sarcastic answer and condescending smirk, I’ll need to work with Ghost to help free his brothers, no matter the cost. I’m on my last life. I have to make this one count. Trigger warning: This novel is the second in a dark RH trilogy. Certain themes such as sex, self-harm, death and controversial beliefs are featured. However, those who always fall for the twisted, deranged villain and never question their own sanity about it, then come on in. The Afterlife Asylum is the place for you.

Everyone has a story to tell. Even the dead. Trapped in limbo between Hell and Earth, I’ve been dealt a fate worse than death. To witness the suffering of those I love, unable to communicate or help. Or am I? With the appearance of a demon I’ve yet to decide is foe or friend, I’m discovering my spirit isn’t as useless as I’d previously thought. The odds are stacked against me, the possibility of holding Mania again a pipe dream, but one thing is for sure. My brothers and my girl need me, so this is not the time to give up. As asked for by the readers, this novella is solely from Hoax’s point of view. To avoid spoilers, I highly recommend for this book to be read after Kings of Madness - book two in the All My Pretty Psychos series. All of your unanswered questions await, and Hoax is ready to reveal the truth behind his story. #GiveHoaxAVoice.

Deprived beings bonded by the Eternal flame make the trickiest captives. Divided. Disconnected. Yet stronger than ever. I don’t need to see my men to feel them; the hum of their raw power simmering beneath the cuffs clamped around my wrists. Christopher may have us trapped once more, his mocking laughter echoing around the walls of the asylum, but he’s overlooked one simple fact. With my harem, I am fierce. Without them, I’m feral. Dying is no longer an option. Hiding in Hell is a distant memory. A war has been waged upon the Mutes, and it’s not just Christopher in my sights now. It’s the entire human race. Whatever it takes, whatever I have to do, I will be free of these stone walls and the world of poverty beyond. If an uprising is needed to gain the Mutes equal rights, then I’m prepared to fight. For love has found me in the most unlikely of places, and Hell hath no fury like a mutant scorned. Trigger warning: This novel is the third and final in a dark paranormal RH trilogy. Certain themes such as sex, self-harm, death and controversial beliefs are featured. However, those who always fall for the twisted, deranged villain and never question their own sanity about it, then come on in. The Afterlife Asylum is the place for you.