My life has just been turned upside down. The curtain had been pulled from underneath my feet and my world was beginning to spin. Deception and manipulation were the order of the day, and I had foolishly fallen for it. This wasn’t like the movies or the novels, this was real, like the pain tearing me apart from the inside. It was as real as the tears that fell down my eyes uncontrollably as I made my way away from all the noise, the yelling, the arguments. Or maybe I simply wanted to run away and disappear, to pretend like I never heard them, like I never found out the truth. Everything had been nothing but a lie, but I wished that we could have lived in that lie for a longer time. “How low would you go for money?” His words whipped like a viper and tears clouded my vision. I lowered my gaze, scared of my answer, scared of him, scared of everything. “I was foolish to not have been smarter, to have trusted my mom, to have trusted you.” “But let’s get this clear.” He came closer, so close, his scent and aura choked me. “You are an imposter,” his voice dimmed. “A thief,” “A liar.” “A gold digger,” “A slut and an even bigger manipulative bitch.” He chuckled. “You played your game very well,” “But you will always be an imposter, a nobody.” “And for the fucking time, you will be here as a wife that you have forced yourself to be,” he stared at me with disgust. His aura changing from hurt to scary. And I wanted to get away, from under him, from his scent, from his deadly eyes, from his wicked voice, I wanted to run. “Stay fifty feet away from me. Do not let me see you, do not let me breathe you in, do not let me hear your voice. When you see me, scram, do you understand?” I nodded my head. “Now get out…” he yelled, and I ran. However, how far could I run? From him, from fate?

On her mother’s funeral, Raven meets the greatest challenge of her life when she is kidnapped by gun men and forced to sign over not only her wealth, but her asset and name. To fight for what was left behind for her, she escapes and spends the night trying to get away from them. But at the very last minute, she was shot and she fell into a ditch, where her life came to an end. Only, it didn’t. Where she thought there would be death, life had a different role for her and it pulled her towards a certain destiny. A destiny who had dark hair and perfect grey eyes. A destiny with the body of a god and the voice of the devil. A destiny bent on torturing her. He was either going to destroy her or make her. He was a rogue, a murderer, a traitor. One who killed his mate, destroying half his kingdom with him as he did so. Leaving his crown, pack, and people behind, he wandered aimlessly until he carried the title of the devil king. Once the devil came out of his cage and catches sight of the woman who turned him into what he was, he desired to kill her once more. But that wasn’t enough. He wanted to torment and torture her as much as she tortured him. However, this one was different and she pulled at his darkest emotions and desires. Emotions that wanted only to claim her. She was going to either save him or let him burn.

DAREDEVIL SERIES DARE THE DEVIL.....BOOK TWO Blood Blood Blood And more blood washed all over the city of New Orleans like a plague had suddenly befallen the land. Leaving the people scared and frightened for their lives. But Aziza Ivy Sheridan didn’t care about that. She was on a bloody rampage and wouldn’t stop till she found the mate that had been torn away from her again. After so many years of pain, betrayal, loneliness, she was finally able to have him in her arms, with his memories fully back and the love that should have been hers. Yet, the gods played another cruel trick on her. For a moment, she believed what he said. Believed that they could go against the gods, she believed that they could beat the forbidden love they had. What cruel joke? They slapped her hard on her face when her beloved was snatched into thin air without a trace. With a broken heart, she no longer cared about being together with him. She would gladly give up on her fairytale and simply had to make sure that he was safe. As a prince, as a king, as a human or simply an heir, he just had to be safe. She wouldn’t mind it. But she wouldn’t stop, she would burn it all down just to see him safe. However, her mate thought differently. Whether in the claws of death, the sharp jaws of torments or even in hell, Damon was going to strive, going to hold it in, he was going to take it all just to see his mate again. And when he does, it wouldn’t be to simply watch her or to simply allow the gods decide for them that they were forbidden mates. No, he wouldn’t let them tear them apart anymore. They had truly dared the devil, they played a cruel joke on the wrong demon this time. And he was going to burn it all, even the famous gods to be with her. He would tear it all down.

Daredevil series… Book 1 of the daredevil series. Like every other night, she waited, she watched, she listened, she perceived and she stood like a dark shadow hovering over him. Waiting, patiently she kept watch. She waited for the sound of the bullet that would pierce his heart. She waited for the sword that would pullout from its sheath to strike him, she waited for a roar, she waited for the fangs that would dream of piercing into his skin. That had always been her job, her duty, her responsibility. She was always waiting, watching, keeping guard over her love. Damon Roxwell. Being her source of life, the one to make it right again. The one to bring back her redemption and her salvation, she was determined to keep Damon safe and bring him back home with her, but till that happens, she was going to be his eyes and ears. She would spill blood one after the other till he stops being hunted by his predators. She would do just about anything to keep him safe, even living a double life. Even if she has to live in the shadows, even if she has to give him up to forever be lonely. Her love ran deeper. A saint during the day, a devil at night. More of a devil all the time. Blood would flow for him. She would give up everything for her love, her soulmate, her destined one. However, on that night, Damon had opened his eyes and he had seen her clearly. Recognition flashed in his eyes, remembrance came quickly and the memories forgotten were recovered. Then she understood, her other self was out there. He finally remembered the mate he had forgotten, the mate who watched him from afar, the love he should never have forgotten. Perhaps, in another life, they might be allowed to be mates. It was too late already and their love and destiny had been doomed, cursed. It was to keep them apart and it would keep them apart. But would he let it, would he let her? And for heaven’s sake, would the gods let them be? A treacherous and forbidden love it was. This time though, the gods truly made a mistake and they played such terrible game with the wrong mates. Unlike the other forbidden tale made by them, this might be their very last and only mistake. It would ruin them. The fight was against fate and destiny itself. Nothing would keep them apart, not even the gods, not even death.

THE DRAGON'S ENCHANTED......Book one of the REBIRTH OF THE DESCENDANTS (Series) Two powerful and magical beings returned to the world centuries after magic was completely lost from the face of the world, no elves, no dwarfs, no fairies, no faes, and no dragons. And oh! No memories of their past lives. Princess Avyanna and king Drazhan, were vessels of a prophecy that would either destroy humanity or recreate what was lost yet they were so unaware of what they were or who they were. They both got married to each other for the sake of their kingdoms and their fathers. And built a relationship along the way or rather ignited the relationship that had been lost centuries ago. But with their resurrected and undying love, came a prophecy that would make them fugitives in their kingdoms. With their undying love, came powers that were lost ages ago, with their undying love came the dragon of ages and also the darkness, the angry beast hovering in the shadows and the heart of queen Avyanna. Ready to bend her to his will, and use her to ensure his wrath on mankind. When everyone realized the powers they had, they were called cursed and evil and sentenced to death. But the two lovers were not willing to die in the name of a prophecy they didn't understand. A king and a queen are reduced to nothing and yet refuse to die and give in to Nyssa. They would run, they would fight, they would kill just to remain together and remain alive while battling the evil growing in the heart of Avyanna.

Mateo Grayson, a man with a political career and a reputable business tycoon. A spoilt brat who had everything, money, fame, name, and the looks you can die for. Everything you would want in a man, witty, charming, cunny, funny, hot, sexy, disgustingly rich and a play boy. He was every girls dream man. He was a man with a crazy, fun filled life who never believed in love. He took girls for joy ride and dumps them like trash. 'Women were bitches and deceivers, throw money at their faces and they would love you to the end of the earth' that was his believe. In general, he was still single Mr perfect to women. That was before he met miss imperfect, Allison Mason who turned his life upside down and changed his perspective of women. Allison Mason was a girl of her own, shy, yet witty, smart yet a player, timid, yet cunny and ambitious girl, also sexy. She had alot of dreams and goals and aspiration, and none of them had a man in it. To her, men were scum and she could do without them. Her heart have been broken alot, she never wanted anything to do with them anymore 'have fun with them and I drop them, they are worth nothing' she would say. But love takes its home at her heart once more, as she fell in love with Mateo. Actually Matthew Gray, a driver and a sweet, cunning man. They were so in love. But he had secrets and one was that he was married with a son. What happens when Allison realizes he was actually Mateo Grayson, the man she loved was her best friends husband? What happens when she finds out she was the side chick, the mistress?