Willow McQuerry

Cry, little sister, and I'll k!ll them all for you. Scream, little sister, and I'll silence them all for you. Laugh, little sister, and I'll rip my heart out for you. Moan, little sister, and use me, for I am yours. They don't listen to you, but I do. I hear your cries, and if no one will step up for you, then I will. Let me be your voice, little sister, and I'll make everyone pay for hurting you.

"You're my little sinner who prays only to me."It was only supposed to be a night out with my best friend to see our favorite band play at a local bar. We didn’t expect to be their virgin sacrifices in the name of Lucifer. Days later, I rose from the dead but wasn’t the same as I was before my death. Sadly, my friend didn’t come back to life. Instead, she was my snack in a fit of hunger and confusion. I now had an appetite that only men could satisfy. At one point, I almost killed my boyfriend because of it. That was when they came in. Lucien and Daiman were the reasons I wasn’t the same. They wanted me to use them until I could manage my hunger, but how could I touch them when they were the ones who killed me? Satan's Priest is a horror romance and dark paranormal romance standalone. Please look at author's note in the beginning of the book for the themes.

Months had passed since meeting Dimitri. He became my whole world, and I never wanted to go a day without him by my side. He chased away my personal demons and became my rock to lean on when things got too hard to deal with. Everything changed when a rare snowstorm hit New Orleans. After getting a concerning call from my mother, Dimitri drove me through the storm to go to the hospital where my father was. I only had time to scream Dimitri’s name before cars slammed into our vehicle. When I woke up, I found myself in a hospital room and with no memories of Dimitri. Despite all of that, he wouldn’t give up on me until I fell in love with him for a second time. But things couldn’t be normal. People were after Dimitri, and I was stuck in the middle of it. To make matters worse, I thought I loved him until I learned more about his past. Could I overcome my fear of demons and fall in love with Dimitri again? Could I look past his transgressions? Would I ever get my memories back? *This is the second and final book for Emma and Dimitri's story. This is a dark paranormal romance with horror themes. Please read the author's note at the beginning of the book so you know what you're getting into. You can also go to the author's website for more information. Your mental health matters.*

He’s a psychopath. For weeks I’d been waking up to dead bodies beside me. I told myself that they were hallucinations, but the truth was, my reality was a jumbled mess. It was hard to tell what was real and what was merely a product of my traumatized mind. They had to be hallucinations. I wasn’t a killer. But those bodies on my bed every morning had me fearing the police would take me and throw me in jail, despite the lack of blood on my hands. When I started a new position as personal assistant for the founding partner of Volkov Law Firm, I wasn’t prepared for the upheaval thrown my way. Everything changed the moment I laid eyes on Attorney Volkov. He was this mysterious, grumpy man who chased away my demons. A surprising feat considering I woke up to them every morning. He made me face them head on and feel brave for once, though I don’t think he realized it. But I ran from him when I found out he was the thing that terrified me the most. Dimitri Volkov wasn’t human. He was tenacious. When he set his sight on something, he didn’t stop until he had it. And he’d set his sight on me, even though I was the one thing he despised. Human. How could I find myself attracted to the very thing that terrified me? Did I have a death wish? Or did I unconsciously need to sink deeper into the depths of my schizophrenia? Was I really that far gone? Perhaps it was because he made me feel seen, feel brave. Perhaps it was because he’d somehow become my reality and the center of my universe. The one thing I knew to be real. His penchant for fucking someone to death was the only thing that stopped us from being together. But the one thing he didn’t realize we had in common was that when I wanted something, I got it. And I wanted him. Because he’s my psychopath. We All Have A Hell is a dark paranormal romance. Please look inside the front of the ebook to read the author's note about what the book contains. This is a standalone novel with mental health representation (schizophrenia) in a paranormal world.

The old world collapsed, and the rich became richer while the poor became poorer. I’d never known luxury or safety. I’d only heard what it felt like and what the old world was like before the church became the world’s ruler. No one was safe from them and all the things they wanted from women. Out of all the church’s rules, the biggest one they emphasized was, don’t pray . It became our mantra. But I’d always been a little rebel. And with me being depressed and daring, I went into the forest and did exactly what they warned us to not do. I prayed. But I never expected it to be answered. I never thought what I wished for would require an equivalent exchange. And what they wanted was me for a life of luxury and comfort. Maybe praying wasn’t so bad. Well, at least until bad things started happening, and I learned why the collapsed world warned us why we shouldn’t pray. This is a dark paranormal romance standalone. It has themes that are not suitable for children. Please read the author's note in the front of the book.