I wake up surrounded by death and my memories are gone.
A man in a beige hazmat suit reaches his hand through the carnage. “Come with me if you want to live.” I know I’m supposed to know that from somewhere, but I don’t. I know the world outside me is not right. People either die or they are Rage Heads. Somehow, a virus got out that has turned people into red eyed freaks who eat flesh. They are fast, their flesh is rotting off their bodies and they have one goal—kill.
I don’t know my mystery man in the hazmat suit, but he says I can trust him. He was at that lab looking for something. He claims not to have found it. He only found me. I see the way he looks at me when I ask what he was doing in that lab. I might feel safe with him, but he’s lying to me. He knows everything about me, including the nickname people used to call me, but he tells me I ask too many questions. Maybe I’d be safer on my own.
The Pale Rider is Book 1 of End of Days, a Post Apocalyptic slow burn reverse harem romance. The harem will slowly grow as the books progress. The harem features the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
I’m used to demons and voodoo. What I was not prepared for was my life turning into a fairytale, complete with the Wicked Step Mother.
My awful step mother is the Voodoo Queen of New Orleans. She’s always hated me for being a Succubus. It just got a hundred times worse after my father died mysteriously. I inherited the family company, but I can’t remove her as VP because she’s made the entire board into her zombies. After another board meeting goes her way instead of mine, I decide to blow off a little steam with an intern from accounting. How was I supposed to know my really bad lay was her pet? I couldn’t imagine my step mother giving anyone the time of day unless they have a certain number of zeros behind their net worth.
She’s out for blood. She warned me. She sent a shifter to finish me off on a deserted street in the Bywater district. I barely escape with my life. Luckily, I had been on my way to check out a sex dungeon that was under new management. I manage to stumble there, bleeding everywhere. But I haven’t gone through their vetting process and the bouncer is ready to kick me out on my ass. When I come to, I meet the seven new owners. The new owners are actually the Seven Deadly Sins and they are in New Orleans to do some punishing.
All seven men want a crack at killing her and she’s still out for my blood. I guess I’m plotting with the Seven Deadly Sins to take out my evil step mother.
I’m in totally over my head. Have you ever seen a walking sin? It’s too much even for a Succubus. There are seven of them and I’m falling for all of them.
Forbidden is a dark, adult retelling of Snow White. It contains scenes of consensual BDSM and one evil step mother.
The Library of the Profane has everything your black heart desires. But we don’t just allow anyone to get a library card.
Need to summon a demon? Raise the dead? A clan of vampires bothering you? Do you like the really nasty werewolf erotica? The Library of the Profane has all of that, but not everyone can handle the contents (Some people can’t handle their werewolf erotica). I’ve been a librarian here for five years and when I say I killed to get this job, I’m not being facetious.
You can’t check out our books. Some of the books are sentient and don’t like it. We have rooms to perform the spells in or hell, we do have a copy machine (copies are extra). When a witch came in and said they needed to do a little necromancy, I didn’t question it. They wouldn’t have been given a library card if they were going to raise someone really bad. I helped with the necromancy because it’s just my job as a librarian.
Except it wasn’t a normal resurrection. It was the physical embodiment of Chaos and when he woke up, he saw me first and now he’s attached. Chaos personified is a horrible library guest and he won’t leave with the witch who raised him. He’s constantly getting into things he’s not supposed to and he’s really into the werewolf erotica.
It’s not like I can let him out because the Library of the Profane is meant to contain Chaos. The rest of the world isn’t. He’s awful about keeping his identity secret too. A warlock, a Hellhound, and a vampire know he’s here and they are bugging me to let Chaos have a little fun.
I just want a normal day of summoning demons, cursing people, and telling people to be quiet in my library. This is too much.
It’s the apocalypse, and apparently, I can’t trust anyone.
Aeron had every opportunity to explain the horses that were haunting my drawings. I asked him several times about his crazy zombie killing horse. He omitted to tell me he was the Horseman of Death, until Leif let it slip he was the Horseman of Pestilence when he introduced himself to me. I don’t know who I’m madder at - Aeron for lying to me, or myself for just ignoring all the clues and telling myself there was no way it was possible - and trusting him.
I’m trapped in a militarized city in Mexico with two of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. They say they are my friends, but are they really? Does Aeron actually care about me, or was that some big ruse to get me here so Leif could take my blood?
Aeron is apologetic, but Leif seems to want to talk. Maybe he’ll actually tell me the truth about how my blood caused the apocalypse.
The Black Rider is Book Two of End of Days: a post-apocalyptic slow burn reverse harem romance. The harem will slowly grow as the books progress. The harem features the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
