I've found the perfect home. If it wasn't for the bad-tempered Daemon next door. Me: Witch, broke, burns stuff when excited and magic goes haywire. Him: Daemon, my new roommate, intimidatingly hot. Bonus feature: he hates witches. Fine, my family had hunted his kind for centuries. But is this really a reason he has to be blackmailed into not evicting me? In terms of starting on the wrong foot, we definitely won the Olympics. And now I'm supposed to be his fake date for a wedding? Just to get back at his ex? Granted, the plan could be less immature, but there’s a slim chance of getting on his good side for helping him out. And life really would be easier without Mr. Dark-Tall-and-Grumpy trying to atomize me with death glares all the time. Apart from the tiny issue that I come to like those glares and things start to feel far too real. One dance, one touch, one searing kiss. So good. And so, so wrong. Because there’ s no chance in hell for a witch and a demon to end up in anything short of disaster. No-one falls for the girl who accidentally turns you into a smoldering pile of ash. …but maybe someone fireproof will? This is the first book of a three book series and can be enjoyed as a standalone. HEA guaranteed. Also included: a clumsy witch heroine, a dark and brooding hero with a culinary gift, and enough spice to set your kindle on fire.

I had one job—get my life back in line. It didn't say anything about me falling for the office vampire. My steering myself into insanely absurd situations. First day in the job, and my new boss turns out to be my mysterious hookup from the other weekend. Whoops! Classic Charly. Gabriel filthy rich vampire CEO, powerful business man, handsome as sin—and totally off limits. Keeping my distance is easier said than done. Be it in conference rooms, on our way to client meetings, through the glass walls of our offices—our smoldering gazes could melt a bank safe. How am I supposed to keep things professional when every little glance from him sets my panties on fire? But try as he might, he can’t stay clear, either. Turns out I’m just his type. His blood type. He killed his predatory instincts half a century ago, not needing a single drop of blood ever since—until he ran into me. Now he's frantically keeping himself from biting me. Because that would turn him back into a normal vampire. Bloodthirsty, sensitive to the sun, out of control. And he is such a control freak. And oh boy, do I like to be controlled. \—— This sizzling romance can be enjoyed as a standalone, HEA guaranteed. Also a bold and sassy heroine, a scheming Vampire/CEO confronted with his primal needs - and enough steam to melt your kindle.

\#### The worst possible place to wake up is in the arms of your enemy. #### When I find myself in one bed with Yuri Kalinin—shifter prince in exile, work-nemesis, and my ex from hell—the day is off to a catastrophic start. Surprise twist: apparently there’s an assassin after me. And his former-majesty claims he has to protect me. Like I need any protection from a towering bear shifter with killer abs, a cocky-bastard grin and an ego the size of a planet. To say he and I have a score to settle would be like calling the Hindenburg disaster a light flare. His brilliant plan: we fake an engagement, I play his devoted fiancée and help him get his throne back and get the killer of my back. The catch: I’m so not a princess. I’m as anti-damsel-in-distress as they come. And just being in the same room with him makes me want to strangle him. So we’re trapped in his luxury penthouse, only him and me and lots of ancient history. Plus a heap of spellbinding chemistry from days long gone. Chemistry that is still smoldering. A pull that is just too strong to resist. And a furious kiss that holds the power to mend his broken promise. But is it enough to save what we once were? Lightning never strikes twice, they say, and fairy tales rarely come true. But what if they do? And what if this time around its the princess who must do the saving? — This is part three of a three-book series that can be enjoyed as a standalone.