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About Charity B.
Charity B. is a dark romance author who writes in horror, taboo, and most recently, paranormal romance. Charity has always had an interest in the more disturbing and horrific side of life, while also being an incurable romantic. The Sweet Treats Trilogy was her debut series, and she is constantly preparing for her next release. She lives in Wichita Kansas with her husband and ornery little boy. In her spare time, when she's not chasing her son, she enjoys reading, the occasional TV show binge, and is deeply inspired by music.
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A place where everyone knows my name
Glamorizing corpses to feed a need
That’s why they call me Skeleton King
They all worship me, but they don’t know the real me
All they see is my painted face
Truth is, I’m terrified, all the hope inside me died
Death and cold will forever be my morbid fate
Then she showed me something more
Somehow stealing death’s allure
Trigger Warning: This book contains many triggers and this warning should be taken seriously. The sexual and graphically depicted scenes in this novel are not for the squeamish and will be disturbing for some readers.
Angels, demons… the afterlife.
I’d always thought they were bull****.
Until all my misguided beliefs were proven wrong by an infuriating, flippant a**hole with horns who has no concept of boundaries.
Summoning him was never the plan, especially since I’m not willing to do what it takes to send him back.
If I’ve learned anything from Loch, it’s that preconceived ideas are usually false, and the truth is much messier than fables.
The theory of good and evil is flawed.
Nothing is that simple.
The only side of human nature I’ve ever encountered is vile and perverse, depraved and cruel.
However, Mishka’s none of those things.
She’s an insufferable, snarky creature who makes me question everything I know about myself.
The longer I’m with her in this world, the less desperate I am to return to mine, which is absurd.
I am son of Asmodeus.
A prince spawned from lust to torment the damned.
The mortal realm is not where I belong.
Incubastard deals with Christian lore that does not align with the Bible. It is completely fictional. If this will make you uncomfortable, please do not read this book.
Content Warning: This book may have content that is disturbing for some readers. Mature audiences only.
~ Malakai ~
On the outside, we look normal, like an all-American Christian family, but behind the walls of this church basement, we are far from it.
My mother says it's her calling, my father says it's our blessing, and my sister says it's fun. I say we're fucked.
I dont know if what we're doing is really what God wants us to do, I just know that the more we do it, the more natural it feels.
What we're doing and the reason behind it is far from natural.
In my family, love blends with hate, duty with torment, and blood with water.
We are the Courtenay family and this is the story about how it all went wrong.
R.I.P. Part Two: Rot In Pieces
~ Adriel ~
Her actions shattered my family, leaving it half alive.
And I hate her for it.
My brother is broken. His torment suffocates him as he claws his way through the aftermath of her decisions. Despite it all, he remains by my side.
The life we knew has been gutted, rotting into a million pieces. We have no home, nowhere to go, but I don’t care because we still have each other. He’s the only one that can see beneath my flesh to touch me in my darkest places.
Our choices have taken us on a new path. A shimmering sea of blood trails behind us on our search for purpose and reason.
No matter what happens, I refuse to let anything or anyone keep us apart.
I’ll burn the world to ash before I’ll let him go.
*Trigger Warning: This book contains many triggers. If you are not comfortable reading about taboo subject matter, gore, explicit/graphic situations and disturbing content, this book may not be for you.
The last time I saw her, she was marked with blood.
Now she’s returned, along with my temptation.
Our touch is blasphemous.
They say she’s tainted, but they will not speak against me.
His holy blood is in my veins and my word is truth.
I’m the f*cking Prophet.
For twelve years, I fought for my soul in this evil world.
Until my God sent him.
My oldest friend. The only boy I ever loved.
What we’re doing risks everything, yet we can’t stop.
When I sin with him, it’s the purest I’ve ever felt.
I lived half my life with the Philistines and I know what they call us.
Cult. Freaks. Fanatics.
But they’re wrong. We aren’t any of those things.
For we are the Anointed.
***This is a full length standalone novel containing disturbing scenes and sensitive subject matter that may be triggering to some readers.
The problem with getting what you've always wanted, is the chance of losing it. Before I met Alexander, I was blissfully blind, unaware of what was possible. Now that I've seen the colors of his world, I don't know how to go back to the dreariness of mine. As much as I want to allow myself to dream of a life that I never knew was possible, the doubts still dig their claws into my mind and I fear the darkness of my past will destroy it all.
Not my wildest dreams or darkest nightmares could have prepared me for the intricacy that is Tavin Winters. As sweet and gentle as she is, the violence and torment that has been woven into every day of her past remains evident. He will pay for what he's done to her, and I will do my best to give her the serenity she deserves. However this plays out, I will always love her and I will always protect her...even if it's from herself.
Trigger Warning: This novel contains drug use, explicit sexual content, violence, child abuse, and sensitive subject matter that may be triggering for some readers.
Ever since Toben told me to make my first birthday wish, I always wish for the same thing: for us to run away to a beautiful place where they won't ever find us or hurt us again. He's the only person in the world who loves me. I love him too. He's says we're the same, that we're halfpeople. He tries to protect me from the monster. The monster does't love us, but Toben says we don't need him to. Toben is all I need. He's the reason I keep waking up every morning, in this scary life, praying for the day my eyes stay closed.
Tavin is the most precious thing in my life. She gives me a purpose. I love her more than the air in my lungs, and it's because of her that I'm able to hang on to some semblance of who I once was. His sinister cruelty has taken its toll, causing something to change inside of me. She can't ever know the things I've done. The things he's made me do, and the things I've done because of my own darkening heart. She wouldn't understand that I did those things for her. Every breath I take, every soul I crush is for her. It's all for her.
***Trigger Warning: This novel contains drug use, explicit sexual content, violence, extreme child abuse, and sensitive subject matter which may be triggering to some readers.
Being with Tavin is like eating those candies that start out sweet and then turn so sour, your eyes water. When she's happy, her radiance is stunning, but her glow is dimmed by her dark secrets. I knew from the moment I laid eyes on her, sucking on that lollipop, that there was something unique about her. I was right in more ways than one, and while I don't know the extent of suffering that her life entails, I'll do whatever I need to, to convince her she can trust me. I just need to hang on to her long enough to do that.
When he wraps his arms around me, and his warmth makes me feel safe, it's easy to pretend that this is real. I knew going out with him was a bad idea, I just never imagined it would go this far. It was only supposed to be one night. One night to feel like a normal girl. I didn't plan for this and now, every day that passes puts us deeper in danger. All I can do is make the most of every moment with him, so when the time comes for this to end, then at least we'll be left with beautiful memories.
Trigger Warning: This novel contains drug use, explicit sexual content, violence, and sensitive subject matter which may be triggering for some readers.
Or some psychotic bullsh*t like that. The truth is, he’s completely insane. His mind’s been shattered by the sadistic belief that we’re meant to be his ‘family’.
Everything about him makes my insides rot, yet on the outside, I remain Daddy’s good little girl. It may have been my mother’s choices that brought us here, but I don’t blame her for it. Besides, she hates herself enough for the both of us.
The only thing that gets me through this horrific family portrait is dreaming about the day when I won’t have to see his smile, feel his touch or hear him call me that cringey nickname, Corie Bee, again.
Every day, pieces of me wither away, like petals falling from a dying flower. Still, I bide my time, waiting until he least expects my betrayal.
I refuse to let him desiccate me.
Trigger Warning: If you’ve read the Inferno series, this warning is unnecessary. However, if you haven’t, please take note: this is not a romance. The taboo, explicit, and violent nature of this book may be unsettling for some readers.