Hey,

Over here.

No, look up.

Yeah, I'm the one they talk about. The headmaster's prized possession, locked away in the bell tower of Notredame Parochial College. To most of the students I was just a myth.

An urban legend.

The girl who rings the bells up in the tower, the one who talks to gargoyles.

Frollo's secret

Then they showed up, those heathens. Outcasts, just like me. But these men aren't just dangerous, they're heartless. They won't abide or bend to the rules of this deranged school and the secrets it keeps from the world.

Now that they've found me, they may never let me go. And maybe I wouldn't want them to...

Heartless Heathens: Is a Dark Why Choose Gothic Romance loosely inspired from major points of Victor Hugo's Notre Dame de Paris. This is NOT a retelling, it is NOT a fractured fairy tale. This story does not involve any characters of Romani descent. The female main character will not choose between the love interests in this story.

THERE'S NO WAY OUT OF THE MAZE.

There's no way out of the maze, there is no way out of the maze. No way out of the maze. No way out.

None.

A teacher.

A student.

A scarecrow.

One dangerously lusty halloween night in a small Ohio town that will never be forgotten.

To the reader:

No Way Out is a Horrific romance Halloween novella. It is not intended for readers under the age of 18, please check the content warnings before proceeding. This is a short story, heavy on the spice and low on the plot. Please see my full size works if you are looking for a longer read.

There is no way back. There is no way. No way back. Not from what we've become;

Bloodthirsty, vengeful, vile.

Some women strive to make their men better,

I VOW TO MAKE HIM WORSE.

With each life we take, we fall deeper into our own sinister desires. We were never looking for a way out, but in this prison? There is no way back from what we've become.

There is no way back. There is no way. No way back. Not from what we've become;

Bloodthirsty, vengeful, vile.

Some women strive to make their men better,

I VOW TO MAKE HIM WORSE.

With each life we take, we fall deeper into our own sinister desires. We were never looking for a way out, but in this prison? There is no way back from what we've become.

Heartless heathens is a best-selling, dark, gothic romance that pushes the boundaries between sane and sin. A story that is anti-religion, taboo and touches uncomfortable topics not suited for readers under 18. Please check the content warning before starting. This is a corruption story, there are no heroes here.

Hey,

Over here.

No, look up.

Yeah, I'm the one they talk about. The headmaster's prized possession, locked away in the bell tower of Notredame Parochial College. To most of the students I was just a myth.

An urban legend.

The girl who rings the bells up in the tower, the one who talks to gargoyles.

Frollo's secret

Then they showed up, those heathens. Outcasts, just like me. But these men aren't just dangerous, they're heartless. They won't abide or bend to the rules of this deranged school and the secrets it keeps from the world.

Now that they've found me, they may never let me go. And maybe I wouldn't want them to...

Heartless Heathens: Is a Dark Why Choose Gothic Romance loosely inspired from major points of Victor Hugo's Notre Dame de Paris. This is NOT a retelling, it is NOT a fractured fairy tale. This story does not involve any characters of Romani descent. The female main character will not choose between the love interests in this story.

THERE'S NO WAY OUT OF THE MAZE.

None.

A teacher.

A student.

A scarecrow.

One dangerously lusty halloween night in a small Ohio town that will never be forgotten.

No Way Out is a horrific romance that is not suitable for readers under 18. Please check content warnings before proceeding, there are many.

Hey,

Over here.

No, look up.

Yeah, I'm the one they talk about. The headmaster's prized possession, locked away in the bell tower of Notredame Parochial College. To most of the students I was just a myth.

An urban legend.

The girl who rings the bells up in the tower, the one who talks to gargoyles.

Frollo's secret

Then they showed up, those heathens. Outcasts, just like me. But these men aren't just dangerous, they're heartless. They won't abide or bend to the rules of this deranged school and the secrets it keeps from the world.

Now that they've found me, they may never let me go. And maybe I wouldn't want them to...

From international best-selling author Santana Knox, comes an LGBTQ, women's fiction, coming out story like nothing you've ever read before. A tale that grips the hearts of those who failed to see eye-to-eye with a parent, and anyone who's ever denied the truth about themselves.

Dead serious about moving on from her past, from roller derby, and the traumatic injury that was a crushing blow to not just her body but her mind.

Running away from her problems wasn't the fix she had hoped for.

Five years later, she returns to the town that left her with permanent scars. Healing her physical wounds was the bare minimum. She'll finally have to face herself, and rediscover who she's always been beneath the lies she's worn like shredded fishnets over bruised knees.

Pretty crossovers, and strong thighs won't be enough to champion through her problems. Especially when they challenge who she may be at her very core.

Crossed Over is a Sapphic, coming out story about healing, facing your fears, and becoming the hero you once needed for yourself. Please check content warnings, this story features adult themes and language that may not be suitable for readers under 18.

There's only one who can break her curse.
The Dark Wizard, the Toymaker.

His price for her freedom won't come easy though, one year as a toy in his collection.
In dreams, the truth finds her, and it's her heart who tells the most lies.

Dreams of truth is a Dark romance, fantasy novella inspired by multiple fairytales with a dash of Latin American Indigenous Lore. This story is explicit and not intended for readers under 18.

The first nightmare I can remember was not my own.

To be born with power is to be gifted, but all I know is a curse.

I am Florencia Morales, one of the seven witches whose fate was woven long before we were born.

Marriage was never my dream, never a desire or goal. Yet, on All Hallows Eve, I found myself lost in a place only the Gods dare enter, a place only the Gods reside.

They demand my hand as a prize.

A dream is meant to fill you with hope, and the one God of it has declared me as his bride. So what happens when his brother, the King of nightmares, decides to steal me for himself?

Two brothers, two gods, desperate to claim me for themselves. But when nothing is what it seems, when fantasies and horrors collide how will I find my way back from this?

The Gods want me for themselves, and if I let them, I may just discover my truest self.

Dead serious about moving on from her past, from roller derby, and the traumatic injury that was a crushing blow to not just her body but her mind.

Running away from her problems wasn't the fix she had hoped for.

Five years later, she returns to the town that left her with permanent scars. Healing her physical wounds was the bare minimum. She'll finally have to face herself, and rediscover who she's always been beneath the lies she's worn like shredded fishnets over bruised knees.

Pretty crossovers, and strong thighs won't be enough to champion through her problems. Especially when they challenge who she may be at her very core.

Crossed Over is a Sapphic, coming out story about healing, facing your fears, and becoming the hero you once needed for yourself. Please check content warnings, this story features adult themes and language that may not be suitable for readers under 18.