When rough-around-the-edges billionaire and Alpha of the Midnight Pack, Damien Blackwood, discovers his fated mate is a humble waitress with a secret past, his world is shaken. Elena Carter is strong-willed, obstinate, and clueless that wolf blood runs through her veins. But Damien has enemies—and they are hunters, alphas, and lovers—and their one and only desire is to bring down his empire and take his throne. Elena's secret may be the key to saving his pack… or destroying his world. In an age of illicit desire, corrupt power, and paranormal suspense, there is one question that remains: Can Damien claim his mate before the world claims them both? A sultry billionaire alpha romance with obsession, betrayal, and an unbreakable connection.

Alessia Romano has lived in the long shadow cast by a receding father's failures since the day she was born. But his last, most unspeakable error was neither a bad investment nor a failure to save her mother from an increased dosage of suicide pills: It was a something rather darker—a debt to the devil himself. The settling of scores? Well, he offered the one remaining entity: his daughter. At a secret auction where the dangerous men of the city bid for power and possessions, she becomes the unwilling property of a man whose name is spoken of only in terror: Dante "The Devil" Moretti. He is the ruthless Don of the Moretti crime family, a billion-dollar enterprise with as many legitimate businesses as illegitimate ones, and a collector of beautiful, broken things. Well, Alessia is his recent tenderest hunt. Dante doesn't want her heart or soul; he wants her obedience. He does not see her as a woman but as the ultimate revenge against the Romano family for a betrayal with roots that run back decades. Trapped inside a penthouse that overlooks an empire built on sin—his gilded cage—Alessia must find her footing in a world of graceful viciousness and choking control to keep her own spirit from being consumed, even while the fire of a dangerous desire stirs inside her as the possessive darkness of Dante's gaze burns into her. In the Moretti empire, secrets are a currency, and loyalty nothing more than a myth. In the attempt of a rival family to claim Dante's new possession for their own, Alessia goes from pawn to the heart of a war among mafia families. She quickly begins to realize that being Dante Moretti's enemy is less dangerous than being his obsession. In an empire built on sins, can love ever be anything other than a deadly liability?

In a masquerade ball steeped in wealth and sin, Serena Vale kisses a masked stranger with fire-like eyes and hands capable of destruction. It is only too late that she realizes he is the very man she came to destroy. Damiano Moretti: cold, untouchable mafia king who instilled fear and power into the city. With one taste of Serena's lips, everything falls apart; she becomes his obsession, his enemy, his curse. Within a dangerous cascade of lies, lust, and betrayal, Serena and Damiano become embroiled in a deadly game of passion and revenge. She came for vengeance; he was never meant to fall. Now, neither can walk away—because one kiss changed it all. In a world strewn with bullets, bloodlines, and forbidden desire, how do you love the one you were born to hate?

What happens when the love of your life becomes your sister-in-law—and is carrying your brother’s child? Zayn Carter built his billion-dollar empire from nothing—fueled by a heartbreak he never saw coming. Years ago, Ava broke his heart by marrying his brother, Ethan. He never knew why she left—until now. When Zayn returns home after years of silence, he finds Ava pregnant—and still tied to the family that shattered him. But the truth is more twisted than he imagined: the child she carries might not be Ethan’s. It might be his. As secrets unfold and emotions ignite, Zayn must confront a dangerous question: Can you ever forgive the woman who destroyed your life… if she’s carrying your future?

The king of the cold-blooded world, at twenty-nine, Damien Voss is a ruthless alpha who has a comfy-patronizing smile, an iron grip, and he is the one-man authority in New York City. Yet an empire, with its suffocating management style, can never quite fill the deep void burning within him. For primal escape, he embarks on a hunting trip deep into the mountains only to witness his world shatter. Wounded by an ethereal wolf beneath the cold glare of the blood moon, Damien is neither killed nor saved but is instead cast with a curse. In his present-day form, an altered soul bursts into the New York skyline, filled with raw energy, strength, speed, barely under control. The savage beast inside awakens, bringing a bout of aggression, terrifying loss of control oddly reminiscent of dreams, and thoughts of full moons, blood, and a scent that is that of a strange lady calling to his very soul. Selena Cross is an intrepid twenty-four-year-old investigative reporter with a single-minded mission: to expose the corrupt and powerful. Her newest target is Damien Voss, a man she considers a corporate predator. But when she finally meets the dark and mysterious billionaire, the professional quandaries spiral into an obsession-fueled, dangerous ballet. Their chemistry is a force of unmistakable electricity. Even as Selena falls under Damien's charm, he feels the primal pull of her scent-the woman of his dreams-his mate. As Selena digs deep into Damien's dark secrets, she unawarely pushes him over the dizzying edge with a dark, tempestuous longing. The full moon soon approaches, and at that moment, his primal instinct snaps; he claims her in a burst of passion. The act of love binds them together, but it explodes into a tempest: ancient werewolf clans, swore guardians of the sacred laws, are coming for Damien's blood. A dark prophecy has emerged: an Alpha's mark upon a human during the blood moon could be the salvation of all werewolves or their total demise.  Selena is now the pawn in a supernatural game she didn't know existed, and she holds the key to the prophecy. But now that she knows what he is, will she stand by him or run from the beast he is destined to become?

When Eli finds a mysterious, injured man with black wings hiding in his barn, everything in his life begins to unravel. Amon isn’t human—he’s a fallen angel, exiled from heaven for a sin no one dares to name. He's dangerous, powerful… and devastatingly beautiful. But what begins as fear soon turns into fascination. As Eli nurses Amon back to health, strange things begin to happen. He bleeds glowing light. He dreams of a world he's never known. And Amon looks at him with something deeper than recognition—like a memory from another life. The truth is more terrifying than any myth. Eli isn’t just a man. He is the reincarnation of the First Sin—a being forged from forbidden love and divine rage, sealed away for nearly destroying the heavens. And now, that power is waking up inside him. Caught between two lifetimes, two loves, and two sides of himself, Eli must choose: surrender to the growing darkness within or fight to stay human—for Amon. But a second visitor from the past, Kael, arrives with a promise and a kiss, forcing Eli into a love triangle that could fracture heaven all over again. The Devil Touched Me Gently is a dark, steamy, emotionally charged MM fantasy romance about love that defies fate, angels who fall for all the wrong reasons, and the power of a soul that refuses to be forgotten.

When a storm unearths long-buried secrets, a bookseller and an architect must confront a dangerous legacy—and the forbidden love that started it all. Lena Carter has spent years hiding behind the shelves of her grandmother’s crumbling bookstore, guarding her heart as carefully as the rare first editions lining the walls. But when a torrential rainstorm brings Ryan Bennett—a brooding architect with scars as deep as her own—crashing into her shop, their collision sparks more than just tension. Ryan isn’t just any stranger. He’s the son of the man who died in a suspicious fire decades ago, a fire tied to the powerful Calloway family… and to Lena’s grandmother. When a hidden diary surfaces, its pages reveal a forbidden affair, a cover-up, and a truth that could destroy them both: Lena’s grandmother and Ryan’s father were lovers—and Lena might be the rightful heir to a fortune built on blood.Now, as an arsonist’s flames lick at the bookstore’s doors and a corrupt mayor’s threats echo in their ears, Lena and Ryan must untangle a web of lies before history repeats itself. But the closer they get to the truth, the clearer the danger becomes: some secrets weren’t meant to be found. Praise for Whispers of the Heart: "A sizzling blend of romance and suspense, with twists that left me breathless." "Lena and Ryan’s chemistry is electric—their love story is as dangerous as it is irresistible." "Perfect for fans of Verity’s tension and The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo’s epic secrets."

Kael had wandered these woods all his life, but today felt different. The wind seemed older. The silence, heavier.He followed a hum he couldn’t explain—soft, warm, like a song trapped in the trees. It led him beyond familiar paths, past the standing stones, to a clearing he had never seen.At the center was fire.Not wild. Not natural. It floated above the ground like breath—golden, silent, burning without smoke or heat.He reached out.Pain burst through his wrist—sharp, alive. He fell to the forest floor, gasping, as a spiral of flame burned into his skin.A voice, soft as wind, whispered:Flamebearer.The mark pulsed warmly. Kael stared in disbelief. Something ancient had chosen him. And deep in the earth, something else had felt it. Far away, in a place forgotten, eyes opened in the dark.He didn’t sleep that night. The mark glowed like a second heartbeat. By morning, he returned to the orphanage near the woods. The air felt colder. Shadows leaned when he passed. Only Old Mara noticed.She handed him a folded, burned letter.“This came for you,” she said. “It wasn’t here before.”Kael opened it. The paper smelled of ash. The writing was rushed, sharp.If you’ve been marked, they’ll come.The Flame has chosen again.Go to the old ruins beneath Hollow Hill.The truth sleeps there—but not for long.—E.C.“Mara, who gave you this?” he asked. But she was already gone.That night, Kael reached Hollow Hill. The air buzzed with quiet power. Hidden behind roots, he found a crumbled arch. At its center, a symbol matched the mark on his wrist. When he touched it, the stone warmed and cracked open, revealing a spiraling path downward.Torch in hand, Kael descended. The air grew colder. Moss lined the stone walls. Finally, the tunnel opened into a vast chamber.Books—hundreds of them. Glowing softly. Breathing.Kael wandered the rows until one pulled at him—ancient, bound in leather etched with flame. As he opened it, his wrist flared. The book whispered names, places, a word: Flamebearers.Then something moved behind him.He turned, torch raised. No one was there. But the book’s symbol pulsed in rhythm with his wrist.Then came a voice—felt more than heard:The Veil is thinning.He didn’t know how, but he understood. A wall between worlds was breaking.Kael flipped the pages. They showed creatures of smoke and fire, ruined cities, marked warriors—each fallen. At the end: a burning crown, cracked in two.His torch flickered. Wind swept the room. Something tall and smoky watched him from behind the shelves.The Veil was no longer holding.Kael left with the book in hand, the word Flamebearer echoing in his head.At the orphanage, he packed a satchel. The letter and book went in last. Mara found him at the door, eyes sharper than before.“You read it,” she said.He nodded. “What is the Veil?”“A mistake,” she whispered. “A wall. To keep them out—and us in.”No more words. The book had shown him a place: the ruins of Elyria in the northern mountains. The flame called him there.The forest watched him as he left.On the third night, the sky cracked with red lightning. On the fifth, he dreamed of wings—huge and burning.At the Hollow Cliffs, he faced a shadow creature—tall, boneless. He had no sword, only the mark. But when it struck, his wrist flared. Light exploded. The creature screamed and vanished.He didn’t sleep that night.In the mountains, Kael found a stone shrine. Etched on its walls were names of past Flamebearers. Beneath the altar lay old ashes. When Kael stepped close, flame sparked—and from the ashes rose golden wings and glowing eyes.Serathion.The last dragon.Its voice rang through Kael’s chest:You are the last light.The Veil is broken.Your brother walks the other path.Kael didn’t understand. But he would.Through icy ruins and forgotten valleys, Kael trained with Serathion. The dragon taught him to wield the flame—not as a weapon, but a truth. He grew stronger. The world grew darker.They reached Velmara—the capital, now burning. Shadows roamed the streets. Above them stood Aerin—Kael’s bond-brother, now the bearer of the broken crown.Aerin had chosen the other flame.The battle that followed wasn’t only fire. It was memory. Heart.Kael begged him to return. To remember.Aerin hesitated.Then struck.Kael let go. He released every lesson, every whisper, every ember of light the flame had ever held.When the fire faded, Aerin was gone. Not dead. Changed.Kael stood alone, the broken crown at his feet. Serathion circled above, wings wrapped around the sky.The world fell silent again.But the flame still whispered. Kael stood at the edge of the ruined city, the night quiet around him. Smoke curled from broken towers. The flame on his wrist still pulsed, though dimmer now—like it too was tired. He didn’t know what came next. The world had changed. The Veil was broken. Shadows still lingered beyond the horizon. But Kael walked forward. Not as a boy chasing answers. But as the last Flamebearer, carrying the light. Thankyou for Reading my book.keep loving me.