Peridot_writes

Transmigrating into a world ruled by supernaturals seemed like a dream come true---until it wasn't.


Charlotte Winchester, burdened by her family's crushing expectations, has always wanted her mundane life to end. Death came like a wish, but instead of eternal rest, Charlotte found herself transmigrated as Evangeline, the cherished daughter of Crimson Ridge Pack---the rulling family of the werewolf community.

At first, her new life felt like paradise. Immortal and powerful, she had everything she'd ever dreamed of; doting werewolf parents, loyal friends, and a future that promised luxury and adoration. With the looming title of Princess---and the attention of the Future Alpha King---her life seemed perfect.

But perfection rarely lasts.

One impulsive decision---rejecting her fate mate---sets off a chain of events she never could have foreseen. Her second mate isn't a kind-hearted wolf or even a charming elf. He's a demon prince, the ruler of shadows and master of nightmares. Dark, possessive, and utterly dangerous, he drags her into a world of chaos where her very soul is at stake.

What started as a second chance at life quickly turns into a battle for survival. With her past life's memories hidden from her new family and a devil mate who refuses to let her go, Charlotte must navigate the twisted politics of werewolves and demons. 

Heaven can turn into hell in an instant---and Evangeline is about to learn that Paradise always comes at a price.


| Completed|

Mated To The Demon Prince

new romance book on my author page now! 👻

hi angels (devil's smirk)

Evangeline woke up with a small start. The blinding lights that assaulted her eyes made her squint away until they adjusted. She observed her surroundings in awe until her feet connected with the sea-glass floor. The pure white dress surrounding her body made her look more ethereal than she was. She stared down at the reflection on her face and noticed she no longer had that long, waist-length white hair. They were brown and lifeless like the orbs staring back at her.

She stretched forth her hands to examine them and could not tell if she was glad to be in her skin again. It's been five years or more. She was starting to get use to that perfect body of a supernatural werewolf being than to remember how she once was.

Her brown hair was tied up into a messy yet heavenly up do. The paintings on her face highlighting her face and her lips redder than usual.

I Am