Ismini He wants to kill me . . . More than that, he wants to see me die. I don’t know him. I’ve only heard about him throughout my short life. It is my destiny to die at his hand when he sacrifices me to the Fates . . . All so that my death can bring back his obsession. The woman he loves. He’s my death. But he’s more than that. He’s the air that destroys me with each breath. An addiction I never planned on having. I’ve mated to my killer. Either way, I’m going to die. The question now is if I can survive long enough for him to complete his sacrifice and bring back the woman he truly adores. Dyletri Fourteen-thousand years ago, I locked away my powers. The loss of one woman took everything from me. I made a deal to wait. To sacrifice an innocent that would be born in the far future to bring my beloved back. Then I laid eyes on that girl . . . and everything I thought I knew got shredded to shit. She’s reawakened the monster in me. The madness. The hunger. The creature that demands a taste of her flesh. Even worse, for the first time in my long, brutal existence, the monster is demanding her blood. I’ve mated to my victim. I’ll have no choice but to keep my promise. I have to sacrifice her. And the moment I do . . . We’re both going to die.

When my brother, the King, married fifteen-years ago, I welcomed his new family as my own. His wife . . . her baby girl. My niece by marriage. I left to war the savages. For years I traveled back and forth, seeing that child age. But then the last battle kept me away for almost a decade . . . I’ve returned now to take my rightful place: second-in-command to the throne. I am everything this kingdom stands for—everything it needs. The kind of pillar not even my brother can aspire to being. They all look up to me. To maintaining their code. Yet, they do not know the truth. In the grip of the shadows, she haunts me at night. During the day, she smiles and whispers, showing me traces of that sweet little girl. At night, she’s there, a vision in black. Watching, stalking . . . no words need to be said. She knows. I’m losing the battle. This thing between us is an evil spark. Thousands of years of honor are threatened—about to be shredded by the impossibility of our desire. She doesn’t care. It’s in her silence that she kills me . . . and she wields it like a blade. The savage call of her blood is more than I can handle . . . And the need to own her body might destroy us both. Warning: contains themes that aren’t for everyone. Please read at your own caution. 18+.

The second book in the Ryze series, coming 2017! Evesse Five weeks ago, my best friend was abducted. A sacrifice for the God of Lust. It wasn’t the beginning of her end . . . it turned out to be the beginning of mine. I’ve been brought back from the dead. Only to be condemned to die once more. I’ve awakened to find myself mated to Zeniel, the God of Tranquility. But, no. That isn’t who he is anymore. I’m so vile that simply meeting me tore out the most primal, dark force inside him. He’s a demon. A mythical monster. An indiscriminate killer. He’s made to destroy the entire fucking world . . . and I’d give anything to have him. Zeniel Within the red and black shadows of doom, all I see are my victims. The sinners I need to destroy. And her. Always her. I want to despise her for what her past did to me. A single look into her eyes and the creature trapped inside me broke free. You see, I’m a fucking sham. A pretender. I wasn’t born as Zeniel, God of Tranquility. I was born as Mavrak, the war demon God of Vengeance. He killed millions across the dimensions once. To avenge and protect her, he’ll destroy millions once again. For her, I’ll let my powers of Tranquility die in a maelstrom of blood . . . Even if it means killing everyone else that I love.

Herakles sought his lost love, Megara, across the ages, only to find empty trails and shattered hope. But what he never fathomed was the truth: Megara had become a pawn in his uncle Hades' sinister game, forged into an assassin against her will… The Greek God of Power has spent eons haunted by a singular mistake from his past. Unknown to him, Megara had struck a desperate bargain ages ago. A pact that promised her salvation if she aided him in ascending to godhood—a path he ultimately chose over her. Millennia later, Herakles comes face to face with the specter of his obsession. Megara, now an embodiment of wrath, harbors a deep-seated rage, not just for the world, but for the one who left her to the clutches of darkness. But her vengeance is denied. Hades strikes a new deal with them both, uniting them in an unlikely alliance. As they fight to liberate Megara from her tormented existence, secrets buried beneath layers of betrayal begin to unravel, exposing raw wounds and hidden truths. Can they forge a future from the fragments of their past, or will the darkness they bear tear them apart once and for all? As they both soon learn—some bonds are written in the stars, and some mistakes demand more than mere redemption. This is a spicy, enemies to lovers, fated mates dark fantasy/ paranormal romance with a groveling hero, a broken heroine, and their final chance to rekindle the love they lost. This series explores mature themes that might not be for everyone, and every book gets darker than the last. Only suitable for readers 18+. Although this book ends in a cliffhanger, this couple's story is resolved, and each book in the series features a brand new couple.

+ Soleria + When a human male breaks your heart, it can feel like your life is ending. When an immortal god does it . . . well, I learned the hard way that can lead to actual death. The last few years I’ve been isolated except for my two best friends Ismini and Evesse. Until they both went missing. Until I started searching for them and connected with the last thing I expected. A pair of white eyes. He ruined me. All because I was stupid enough to give in. Too weak to fight him. His scent. His taste. Everything about that god possessed me. I knew he’d be the end of me. I knew it. I couldn’t stay away regardless . . . And he drove me to suicide. Now I’m back. I’m different. A monster I cannot recognize. A monster thirsting for blood . . . + Ianthen + The end of the last war is a day I’ll never forget. How could I? It’s the day my best friend prophesied I would one day die. I, the primal God of the Hunt, the first of his kind, dead. Gone. All because of a female. I lived nearly fourteen millenia waiting. No, running. Until she barreled into my dream and turned everything upside down. I ran again. I hurt her. I tore out the very heart I would die for. Because of my actions, I had to watch her die. Now she’s back. She’s more different than any of us could have ever predicted. Lost to the obsession for Conquest that has awakened in her veins. A female I’m determined to save before death finishes consuming me.