Hello and welcome to the world of a mad writer. I don't necessarily adhere to a genre, theme or style. I suck ass at promotions, marketing and outreach, but adore everything about the written word!
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Here you will find tales of feral passions, ferocious, sexy ladies and intense, hot males. Come battle with sorcerers and frolic with shifters. Take on treacherous odds and wicked villains. Some works are sweet, while others dwell in horror. Either way, if you can tolerate my heavy mentions of food and obsession, then check out one of my pieces.
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Come on! Step on into one of my worlds and play!
~ Mya
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Brew yourself a piping hot cup of tea and sit down with this collection of short stories that delves into the darkest corners of the human psyche, willpower and comeuppance. In these tales’ wickedness isn’t just a force—it’s an insidious presence, influencing reality with supernatural dread and at times raw malice!
Within these pages, you’ll encounter the chilling secrets a mother hides from her children, vengeful examples of payback, and unyielding warriors battling against ferocious darkness. This collection serves up a unique variety of horror, science fiction, and the supernatural, through shattered relationships and protagonists who defy the shadows that loom over them.
As you delve into these spine-tingling narratives, remember it’s not just the monsters or malevolent beings that should scare you—it’s the unsettling reflections they cast on your own judgments and fears.
Sissy Jasper refused to be called a witch. Oh, there were plenty others who advertised their skills in roots, the dark arts, and the healing lights, but not Sissy. If you needed a love potion, to curse an enemy or to cure an ailment, there were mages and conjurers in St. Mary’s County who could assist, but if a spell went wrong or a conjuring went awry and demons were bearing down with evil in their gazes… then even those who professed to have a gift for magic knew her number!
When a distraught former witch came pleading for help to save her foolhardy son, Sissy was more than willing to step in with all the courage and swagger of a warrior. Confident that her skills could save the boy, she never suspected that the coming battle would be unlike any other, as it was not for the savior of another, but for herself!
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As an elite mech jockey in the United Galactic Alliance, Commander Herra Daskana was a savior to many. Sent on perilous mission across galaxies, there was never any time to wonder if she herself was in need of saving. From the moment, she laid eyes on the lithe, blue-haired, Arune, thoughts of have someone special, of her own emerged, even if only for one very expensive night.
Arune may have appeared to be a high-priced whore, but he was far from it. After experiencing a harrowing brush with death, the Elgeruan prince searched across primitive worlds for a fierce protector and Commander Daskana more than fulfilled that need. From the moment he laid eyes on the ferocious, dark-skinned soldier, he was willing to use every weapon at his disposal to possess her.
Through mistrust, conspiracy and certainly manipulation, theirs was a relationship doomed even as it blossomed…certainly before the threat of an all-out war!