Author has written 8 stories for Fantasy, Romance, and Horror.
- A Demon story, of love and horror, with this summary... My eyes locked with the achingly handsome demon as I uttered the words that would bind me to him, for eternity. In order to save my little sister, he smiled darkly his clawed hand lifting to curl around my cheek.
“You are mine, now.” He said intent fully.
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I was taken to a dark passage that was only illuminated the red glow of the sky. The scum that was threatening my slave was a Lesser Shawostyx and he was towering over Saorise who was shaking and shrieking behind the hand that covered her mouth.
“Now listen hear, love. You are not to breathe a word of this encounter to any one.” The Scumbag murmured huskily, his other hand moving under her dress. I saw red and I felt my self shift into my true form. I growled loudly and the other Shawostyx paused and lifted his gaze from her to me.
“What exactly must she keep to herself,” I enquired my tone quiet but deadly, I flashed him my fangs in warning. The Scum paused and stepped away, dropping Saorise to the floor, who curled up in to a ball and trembled.
“Uuh, nothing, sire.” He muttered looking down at his feet.
“I will have a word with my slave and if she has anything different to say, I will come for you.” I warned and he nodded ready to turn and run, but in a blink of an eye I had him pinned against the wall in the similar position that he had, had Saorise.
“I want you gone, if I ever see your face here again, you will be a dead Shawostyx.” I growled, punching him in the face and I heard a satisfying crunch as what resembled a nose broke.
-As well as a selkie story, wich is an old Irish legend, with this summary... Left hours before her wedding young Athena is distraught and runs to the sea, shedding seven heart broken tears into the water. Accidently summoning the Mystical blonde haired Selkie, that cannot return to his home until he has his wicked way with her, what will the emotionally unstable Athena do to resist the antics of a 'Crazy' or so she thinks.
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-The shape swirled drifting together forming just below the surface of the water. A gorgeous man appeared, his sliver eyes watched me intently as I studied his beautiful face. His long blond hair reached his shoulders; his strong jaw along with a straight nose framed his face. He was slowly rising out of the surf revealing chiseled abs with golden tanned skin, I mean seriously he either is a figment of my imagination or he has no life apart from going to the gym. He rose further and I noticed that he was gloriously naked, I blushed a deep crimson when I notice how impressively large he was, he is going to make some girl seriously hurt the next day.
I lifted my hands covering my eyes from his deathly handsome face.
“DO not hide your angelic face, from my gaze,” His rich voice tickled my senses and I realized it was the same voice that had awoken my earlier. I lifted my hands away, refusing to look anywhere but the sky behind him. It made absolutely no sense but I felt strangely safe around this man, call me crazy because I have started to.