An anchorless woman left without her family and humanity. Three werewolves fighting a seemingly endless war. An unlikely mate bond that could shatter them all.
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I was born and raised to hunt and kill rogue paranormals, to protect the human world from supernatural threats. But my life is torn asunder when a botched mission destroys what hunters most value--my humanity. And there’s no room in the Julii clan for a huntress with demon blood. 

Rejected by my family for a twisted nature that I can no longer change, I have nothing and no one to turn to. No one but them--the werewolves who came for me, who risked their lives to save my own. 

Xander - the only Alpha to care about a human’s fate almost as much as he does about his pack.

Byron - the infamous ‘White Wolf’ of Xander’s pack, who stains his white fur with demon blood as easily as I once stained my hands.

Ulysses - the heart of their pack, who hides a secret pain and a terrible burden behind his warm smiles.

It would be so easy to let myself fall for them. But the love of a huntress can be as dangerous as the blades we use in battle. Can they protect me from the demon who is still after my body and my soul? 

Pre-order it now on Amazon: Huntress Rescued.
Huntress Rescued is the first book in the Huntress’s Pack why choose series and includes steamy scenes between the heroine and her overprotective, lupine boyfriends. But beware! This is not a gentle love story and there will be a lot of dark content ahead. Remember, a demon is just waiting around the corner.

So, I've created a Ko-Fi page. Well, I actually made it two weeks ago, but I just managed to update the website now because I'm lazy. The Ko-Fi profile will host fiction that for whatever reason I can't publish elsewhere. Right now, I'm doing more light-hearted, fun fiction, to share with everyone at this difficult time. So follow me, donate if possible, comment and share if you enjoy.

In a fairytale world where there are no damsels in distress or dragons to slay, a somewhat crazy king decides to trap his son in a tower and wait for something heroic to happen. Easy enough? Not when said prince is allergic to dairy, surrounded by milk, cheeses and cattle, and not happy about it. 
It’s up to Arachne, evil witch extraordinaire and temporary overworked head of The Evil Wizard Conglomerate, to save the day. Eh. It’s better than having to deal with the minions on strike.

Check it out here: my Ko-Fi page.
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Centuries ago, a terrible battle wiped away countless souls, both human and chimeras. The time of reckoning has finally arrived, and I will pay the price for their suffering.
As an Unblessed Terran, I never gave much thought to the idea of being a mother. It was never an option for me. And then, I was kidnapped by a sexy alien, and now here I am, stuck in a mess I don’t know how to solve. Motherhood is not just an option—it’s my future, and not something I’m prepared for.
All of a sudden, I feel like body and my mind are turning against me. I’ve always wanted to help people with my powers, but the child growing inside me has other ideas. I can no longer control the gifts the gods have granted me.
My only hope lies with my lovers—the same men I’ve turned away from. I can’t fully forgive Jared for forcing me into this situation and I’m still not over the death and destruction Brendan, Knox, August, and Pollux left behind among my people. But they’re the only ones who can help me, the only one who can truly answer the questions that bubble deep inside my heart.
Who am I really? Why was I blessed by Gaia and Tartarus? Why was I chosen by Helios?
The answer might just be my worst nightmare. And as my hopes, dreams, and duties come crashing down like a castle of cards, as tragedy spirals around me once again, the only thing I have left is my final vow.
I will become steel. I will become tungsten. I will become diamond, flesh, and fire, and, no matter what, I will fulfill my destiny.

Get it here (free on KU): Destinies of Diamond.

Some powers are beyond human control. Some secrets hold too much weight to be carried. Some sins cannot forever be contained. This year, secrets, sins, and power come together—and the end will be upon us all.
 
It’s my third year at The Academy of the Devil, and things finally seem to be falling into place. I’ve reached a tentative agreement with my new lovers. My life is finally headed in the right direction.
Or so it seems—until he shows up.
They say he is an exchange student. They call him Lucian and cluster around him like flies drawn to honey. They are blind.
I know the truth. I can see his true identity in his eyes, in his smile, in the sinful power bubbling under his skin.
He is Lucifer, the Fallen One, the Brightest Star. Like a supernova, he’s as beautiful as he is dangerous, and for some reason, he wants me to be his.
There’s just one problem with that. Callum, Stefan, Mikael, and Meph aren’t willing to hand me over to anyone—not even to one of the most powerful archangels in the world.
There’s something he’s hiding, some reason why he deems me special—and I want nothing to do with it. But do I really have a choice? Can I really withstand the fire and the power of Lucifer himself?
 
Somehow, I doubt it, but I’m certainly going to try.
 
A Sinful Year Three is a paranormal reverse harem romance packed with a forbidden, sinful, satanic romance, steamy scenes, crazy twists, demonic magic and enough fallen angels to sweep every reader off their feet. All sexual content involves characters that are 18+ years old. But remember – The Academy of the Devil has some dark secrets. There will be some questionable content ahead. Do not step inside if you are not prepared.

Buy link (or read free on KU): ​mybook.to/ASinfulYearThree

Abandon all hope, ye who enter here. The Academy of the Devil is waiting, and there will be no mercy.
                                                                               
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been the girl who didn’t fit in, the girl who collapsed in the middle of class, just because my brain decided to turn on me. I can’t really complain, though. We don’t live in the Middle Ages, so I have yet to be subjected to an exorcism. I can get treatment for my condition. Epilepsy aside, I can mostly be a normal person and have a normal life.
There’s just one problem. I’m not a normal person. I never have been. And the first time I find this out is upon receiving an exclusive invitation to The Academy of the Devil.
Unfortunately, the Academy of the Devil isn’t like other schools and the current princes of the school have a lot of experience in ripping whatever contender they have to shreds. First, there’s Callum, incubus extraordinaire and leader of the house of Lust. He thrives on making students fall in love with him and then breaking their spirits. Then there’s Mikael, the envious cambion, rumored to enjoy feeding students to the school’s dragon. And last, but not least, the leader of the house of Wrath, the hell hound Stefan. I hear he doesn’t bother with the dragon and just takes care of pests himself.
All of them despise humans. All of them sneer at anyone who displays any kind of weakness. All of them hate me and everything I stand for. That’s fine. I don’t need friends, lovers, or even valued mentors. All I need is to survive my school years with my soul, my sanity and my brain intact.
It’ll be a challenge, but I’ve dealt with worse. I might not be ready for the Academy of the Devil, but they’re not ready for me either.
 
The Academy of the Devil is a paranormal bully reverse harem romance. All characters involved in the pairing are 18+ years old. But be advised! The series will contain dark themes, including extreme violence, ableism, torture, and other similar content that may be disturbing for some readers. Approach with caution. Once you enter The Academy of the Devil, you will never be the same.

Buy here on Amazon (or read free on Kindle Unlimited): ​mybook.to/AHellishYearOne

A queen of life and death, surrounded by secrets. Three vampires, torn between love and duty. A bond stronger than time itself.
 
Once upon a time, I thought I knew what I was—a nymph, a half-goddess, a queen of the seasons. I thought I knew my purpose—to protect, to heal, to encourage the rebirth of the world.
That life is now gone. War has come to The Land of Time, and I am the reason. I’ve unknowingly become a harbinger of death, and no one around me seems inclined to tell me how to fix it. Even my sisters are keeping secrets from me.
I only have three allies left, three people who I know won’t ever lie to me. My three soulmates, my vampires. But I’m hurting them too, just as much as I’m hurting my homeland.
Our future is written in blood. That much, I can accept. Warmth, truth and kindness can be found even in death. But I’m just not sure I can find my way to that future.
I am  Eranthe, the daughter of the sun god Helios. I am Eiar, the avatar of spring. But I’m meant to be more than that, and it is a fate I dread. I can only hope my vampires will help me face it.
 
Blooms of Blood is a 61k reverse harem fantasy romance that contains steamy spring goddess/vampire action, blood play, mild F/F content, no infidelity, but plenty of crazy twists, sneaky plots, and surprises. Part of the Soulmates of Seasons series, the Spring's Vampires arc. (Releases for the series will come out all throughout 2019).

Buy link here: mybook.to/BloomsOfBlood

Abandon all hope, ye who enter here. The Academy of the Devil is waiting, and there will be no mercy. 

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been the girl who didn’t fit in, the girl who collapsed in the middle of class, just because my brain decided to turn on me. I can’t really complain, though. We don’t live in the Middle Ages, so I have yet to be subjected to an exorcism. I can get treatment for my condition. Epilepsy aside, I can mostly be a normal person and have a normal life. 

There’s just one problem. I’m not a normal person. I never have been. And the first time I find this out is upon receiving an exclusive invitation to The Academy of the Devil. 

Unfortunately, the Academy of the Devil isn’t like other schools and the current princes of the school have a lot of experience in ripping whatever contender they have to shreds. First, there’s Callum, incubus extraordinaire and leader of the house of Lust. He thrives on making students fall in love of him and then breaking their spirits. Then there’s Mikael, the envious cambion, rumored to enjoy feeding students to the school’s dragon. And last, but not least, the leader of the house of Wrath, the hell hound Stefan. I hear he doesn’t bother with the dragon and just takes care of pests himself. 

All of them despise humans. All of them sneer at anyone who displays any kind of weakness. All of them hate me and everything I stand for. That’s fine. I don’t need friends, lovers, or even valued mentors. All I need is to survive my school years with my soul, my sanity and my brain intact. 

It’ll be a challenge, but I’ve dealt with worse. I might not be ready for the Academy of the Devil, but they’re not ready for me either. 

The Academy of the Devil is a paranormal bully reverse harem romance. All characters involved in the pairing are 18+ years old. But be advised! The series will contain dark themes, including violence, ableism, bullying of a character suffering from an invisible disability, and other similar content that may be disturbing for some readers. Approach with caution. Once you enter The Academy of the Devil, you will never be the same.

Pre-order link on Amazon.

What would you do if you found out the only person who can help you is your worst enemy? Would you turn him away out of pride and distrust, or would you betray everything you've ever believed in for your own self-interest? 

One week ago, I found my soulmates. One week ago, my touch condemned us to a fate worse than death. It's only been one week, but my life is broken and shattered, and I've broken and shattered their lives in turn.

Everybody claims that there is nothing I can do, that I should just accept their unavoidable fate. But I'm not ready to give up, not ever, not when I know that there is still hope.

Apparently, I still have one soulmate left who has some sense and is willing to help me. He might be an incubus, but his priorities are in the right place, and he has a plan that might save us. And I have something—or rather, somebody else. An enemy who is interested in keeping us alive.

How far would I be willing to go for the people I love? For me, the answer is simple. As far as I have to. Would I be willing to turn to my worst enemy? What kind of question is that? Of course.

I've never been very fond of following rules anyway. If saving my soulmates involves taking the hand of the same person who tried to murder us, I will do it and I will not look back. 

And if he tries to stab us in the back... Well, he'll be the first to pay the price.

Beloved Rebel is a 87k words dark paranormal romance that contains steamy scenes between the heroine and her soulmates, spiced up with a dash of romance of the m/m variety. Vampires, demons, werewolves, they're all here, and there will be no choosing. Be advised that some content might not be for every reader.

Buy here on Amazon (free on Kindle Unlimited): Beloved Rebel.

Six men, one woman, a curse threatening to tear them all apart.

I've never really believed in the idea of soulmates, but if I had, I suppose I might've seen it through the pink lenses of the romance movies that I enjoy more than I would like to admit.

But movies aren't reality, and my luck has only ever been of one type—rotten. It stands to reason that my supposed love story and whirlwind soulmate romance turns out to be anything but rosy.

It takes one single wrong decision, one night of reluctant clubbing, for my life to turn to hell. Suddenly I'm surrounded by shape-shifting assassins, vampires who say they want to devour me, and immortal princes who claim they can't feel. For some reason, more than one of them seems to think that I'm their soulmate, and that because of that, they need to die. To protect me from some awful, ancient curse, apparently, as if I'd ever ask for my life to be kept safe at the cost of their own. It's up to me to change their minds, because nobody else seems to have any sense whatsoever.

Between having to wrangle suicidal soulmates, the mysterious voice that has suddenly popped up in my head and a strange power I hadn't even been aware I had, my hands are more than a little full. FML.

Honestly, I really wish I'd stayed home and just watched a movie. How is this my life?

Awakening Angel is a reverse harem paranormal romance that contains M/M content, cussing, violence and dark themes. Some readers may find certain elements disturbing. But if you're in the mood for something edgier, by all means, join my insanity! 

​One particular dragon, a fierce-looking, if smaller, black wyvern let out a piercing screech and lunged forward, straight toward us. Cassia hissed in anger, frost already swirling around her fingertips as she prepared herself to take out the enemy headed her way.

Great. This was getting better and better. Back in Terra Dracones, I'd seen some memorable clashes between females, but while those battles had been impressive, I suspected they would be nothing compared to what would happen should I not stop the reckless new arrival from stirring my treasure's anger further.

The gods were not entirely against me today, and the distance between us and the black wyvern, while not great, still gave me the opening I needed to intervene. I flew ahead, placing myself between Cassia and her attacker. "Don't!"

"Kerryn, what in the world are you doing?" Cassia snarled at me. "If this is another case of you thinking I can't handle—"
"My hatchling!" the black wyvern shouted at the same time, cutting Cassia off mid-sentence. "You're alive!"

Behind me, Cassia went still, and I suppressed a flinch. My female was at her most dangerous when she seemed utterly calm, and her current reaction did not bode well for my future.

I desperately wanted to find a method to do damage control, but I didn't get the chance to even make the attempt. The black wyvern pounced on me and started to nuzzle me with her snout, checking me over for injuries with her tail. "Oh, my poor baby!" she exclaimed. "What happened? Were you imprisoned? Wounded? Are you in any pain?"

I felt Cassia's gaze burning into my back. Through the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Raijin and Emmerich hovering nearby. I didn't know what was worse, my chagrin over the fact that my female was witnessing the entire scene or the knowledge that the other two dragons would never let me hear the end of it.

This was a punishment. It had to be. I'd deemed Lerna's tendency to call me "little Kerryn" embarrassing. This was a million times worse.

"Greetings, Mother," I said, hoping to keep her from erupting into further effusive declarations of affection. "I'm perfectly fine and not injured in any way. Your concerns were unwarranted."

"Oh?" My mother flew back and shot me a baleful look. "Why then did you not return to Terra Dracones? And why are you keeping company with a firedrake, a ryū, and a human mage?"

I would've liked to point out that she was technically keeping company with firedrakes and ryūs as well, and that Cassia was no human mage. However, correcting my mother in a way that would not make her already volatile temper explode would've been a challenge even for dragons far more tactful than I was.

On the other hand, she seemed to think that I'd been taken captive, which was a misconception I needed to correct at once. Despite my natural apprehension, I might have done just that, but before I could come up with an adequate response, the rest of the group reached our side. "Give the lad some room, Brigid," my father said. "I'm sure there must be some kind of explanation."

"Let us rejoice in the fact that they are unhurt," the female ryū I recognized as Raijin's mother added in a soft tone. "As long as that is the case, we can clarify the matter in time."

The relief that swamped me at her intervention was nigh overwhelming. It also didn't last.

"Actually, I'd like to clarify the matter now," Cassia said. "Kerryn, Raijin, Emmerich... I'm waiting."
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Oh, shit. We were so fucked.