The Hunter

Revenge. All my thoughts have been consumed with this single purpose for the last seven years. While locked in my cement cell, all I have thought of, all I have dreamed of, was revenge; of his blood staining my fingers red. But when I finally find my freedom things become…complicated. Now the only thing I want more than my revenge is her.

The Hunted

I’ve been prepared my entire life to be the perfect bride. I’ve been groomed to be his docile little doll. But now my fiance is dead and the two masked men responsible have turned their sights on me. They’re hunting me, determined to bring about my ruin. But maybe destruction and ruin is exactly what I crave.

Hunted for the Holidays is a Dark Christmas Novella with MM/MF/MFM relationships.

She may be his for now, but I won’t be leaving here until she’s mine.

MORGAN

Seduce. Suck their soul. Repeat.

There are things about being a succubus I enjoy. The eternal life, preservation of youth and beauty, those are all nice. I could do without the harsh deadline of finding exactly thirteen victims by the blood moon, but so is the price you pay, right? The one thing, though, that I truly love about my deal with the Devil is the power. The power to control. The power to possess. The power to ruin.

But now there’s her. I’m completely enraptured by this sweet little seductress who’s caught my eye and wrapped herself around my black and empty soul. I will give anything, sacrifice everything, to keep her. I’ll do whatever it takes to steal Scarlett away.

Garett

Unhinged. Obsessive. Possessive. Stalker. The words others would probably use to describe me.

But I'm not. I'm not unhinged. I'm not crazy.

Obsessive? Possessive? Very much so. But what's love if not a burning obsession for another? I'm absolutely obsessed with her and even though she doesn't know it yet, we're meant to be.

And after this she'll be mine and everything that's wrong will be right.

Celeste

Girls like me don't live fairy tale lives with happily ever afters. I've learned to be aware, to be cautious, to keep everyone at a safe distance.

But what if things are more fun in the darkness? When a masked stranger shows up in my life and turns it upside down I decide that maybe it's time I throw caution to the wind and let myself free fall into the unknown. But is sinning with the Devil really a good idea or will he drag me down to Hell?