I write fierce heroines, dangerously irresistible men, and plots that refuse to behave.
If you’re into jaw-dropping twists, steamy tension, and cliffhangers that whisper “just one more chapter,” then welcome to my world.
I died once
That’s how I remember it. A twisted wreck, broken glass, and the laughter of my husband and sister echoing in my ears as everything went dark.
But fate gave me a second chance.
I woke up one year before it all went to sh*t
Except this time, I’m not the same girl anymore.
I refuse to be a pawn in my family’s twisted games and schemes.
This time, I chose vengeance.
I will work to exact revenge and expose everybody behind my death, and also reclaim my place in my family, because I am no longer a doormat.
I will make sure I stop at nothing to ensure they all suffer as much as I did.
And to burn them all, I need an ally more ruthless than any of them.
So, I knocked on the devil’s door… and he answered.
Lucian Reeds.
Cold. Untouchable. The most sought-after playboy in the city of New York, and he happens to be my evil sister’s fiancée.
A ruthless businessman with the power to ruin empires and the patience to let them beg before he does.
He hates my family almost as much as I do.
What I didn’t know was that my quest for revenge would thrust me into a world of violence, betrayal, and passion that my former life never prepared me for.
“He is here again”, I murmured to myself as I could feel the air shift in the room.
I pulled my nightgown down to cover myself as cold and warmth enveloped me in a soothing embrace.
It felt like a warm blanket had been wrapped around me. He smelled faintly of dark vanilla and something musky, something warm. I could feel his breath on my skin before the bed dipped.
He pulled me closer and wrapped his hands around me. I closed my eyes and waited for his soothing murmurs in my ears.
“Did you miss me”? He moaned into my ears.
Alora Lance has been haunted by a faceless man who visits her dreams for as long as she can remember. His touch is electric, and his presence is peaceful and intoxicating but her waking life is anything but magical. She has nothing except a leaking roof over her head and a ruthless landlord threatening eviction.
Then one day, she finds herself in a mating ceremony she was not supposed to attend. One accidental step into a world that should not exist.
And everything changes.
Dragged into a world that doesn't make sense in real life, Alora finds herself pulled into a past she knows nothing about and the enigmatic gaze of the man that had haunted her dreams except this is not a dream, it's a nightmare she may never escape, especially when the Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack marks her with a single look. And in his eyes, she is no longer invisible.
She begins to question everything about her life and her past.