Princess of Hell Books
It drives my dad nuts I'm such a goody two shoes, but the fact that I'm a virgin makes smoke pour from his ears. Literally. See, I'm determined to save myself for love, but daddy dear, more commonly known as Lucifer, just wants me to stop being an embarrassment. Maybe he'll get his wish because I met a hunk in my bar. We're talking serious sex on a stick--or so my sister Bambi likes to say. Could he be the one ? He certainly melts my panties like marshmallows over the coals of Hell, but do I dare trust him? My last boyfriend thought he'd gain infamy by killing me. He's infamous all right. Dad had him mounted on the wall surrounding his palace, his version of modern art titled, 'Touch my baby girl and die'. Cute in a twisted way. But my love life isn't the only thing bothering me. There's someone threatening the denizens of Hell, and while my daddy says to not worry my pretty little head about it, I can't help but get drawn into the fight because whoever is behind the attacks keeps coming after me. Bring it. I'm not afraid to protect myself because being a princess of Hell means that sometimes I have to grab a demon by the horns and slap it around a bit. It's what keeps my ass looking great. Nothing in my life is ever simple, and I blame that on my dad, Lucifer. Assassination attempts, hellhounds, and a rebellion in Hell? A piece of cake compared to the turmoil in my heart. No one ever told me love would be the toughest battle of all.
Who knew saying "When Hell freezes over!" was actually giving voice to a binding contract? It's up to Muriel, Hell's most awesome princess, to set things right. Hi, I'm Muriel, misbegotten daughter of Satan, and once again, my life is in turmoil. An enemy left a curse on my mind, one that makes me afraid. Completely unacceptable, but in order to charge my magical batteries and remove it, I have to do something awful--betray my beloved. As if having to participate in a threesome isn't traumatizing enough, Hell has frozen over, and although Hades looks pretty in a blanket of white, the repercussions are severe. Time to grab my sword and feed it some fresh demonic blood. The fate of not just Hel, but the world depends on me. Can I do what it takes to save the world? Warning: The following is a very adult urban fantasy containing sexual scenes, violence and twisted situations that some people might find offensive. Reader discretion is advised.
I am literally going to kill my mother. To say I have mommy issues is putting it mildly. The woman who abandoned me has a lot of nerve to just saunter back into my life without warning and drop a bombshell of atomic proportions. I tried to kill her as a way of resolving my inner Freudian issues, but my damned boyfriends stopped me. Spoilsports. As if wanting to strangle my birth mother isn’t enough, once again, someone is messing with my life and a new player steps in to save me. Did I mention my dark knight is tall, gorgeous, and fanged? Just don’t tell my lovers because apparently they’re not willing to share me with the undead. The final showdown with the mysterious figure—also known as the major pain in my ass—fast approaches. I don’t care how powerful they are. They screwed up big time when they took something precious of mine. It’s never a good idea to piss off this princess of Hell because revenge is my middle name. Thrust into the final showdown, thankfully, I’ve got more than my fallen angel and kitty at my side. Dark, Fanged, and Delicious is determined to join my group. I’m facing my biggest challenge yet, but don’t worry, with the help of my family and lovers, Hell will have its revenge.
When Muriel goes to the beach, instead of collecting seashells like a normal person, she picks up a new man. A merman… Juggling a happily ever after is harder than it looks especially when it involves a fallen angel who is my soul mate, a hunky cat shifter, who stole my heart and a darkly delicious vampire who is like that piece of forbidden chocolate you just can’t resist. Add in a precocious little girl, who is totally spoiled rotten—not surprising given nana and poppa were Mother Earth and the Devil—and my life was a never ending series of dramas, foot stomping, yelling and tears. By me. I never knew being a grown up could be so much damned work which is why I decided we needed a vacation. But of course, being Lucifer’s daughter, that didn’t turn out as expected. Now I’ve go to figure out if my bathtub is big enough for a hunky merman—and is there room in my heart for one more?