Fantasy and romance collide! Black Rose protects and trains in Hainai District under orders from the Bluse Organization, but interruptions in the form of Jin Tohari, prevent not only her mission from being accomplished, but also her identity from remaining a secret. But he grows on her and something blossoms. Love can conquer all, right? Or maybe... it conquers too much.

Hunt for the Black Rose is the conclusion of the Black Rose Trilogy. It continues the quest of Carmen, Sister-Heir, and Aton, the mutant outlaw, to find the doomsday weapon of the priesthood. Aton is caught. Carmen must find and rescue him. Aware of the weapon's discovery, the Priesthood launches a preemptive strike and establishes their theocracy, appointing proxy leaders. Faced with confiscation of her family manor, Carmen joins her sister leading the rebel cause. Dissidents of all three nations rise to fight back before their freedoms are lost forever.

All four books in the Black Rose Sorceress Series as a boxed set.

The mischievous and dangerous hands of fate take hold of a young Irish couple and their families, guiding them from the bloody streets of Belfast to endure the indignities of Ellis Island. Once in America they find success in a country on the move, but their prosperity comes with a price. Love, life, and loss are woven into a unique tapestry and then torn apart by the very hands that had sewn it. Spanning three generations, they are cursed by a spirit that haunts their dreams, compelling the last of the family into a life of prostitution, intrigue, and murder.

Girls Girls to me, are like honey to a bee. Sweet, natural, and pretty to see. Theyre like water, with its strange dimensions with a body that when it moves, demands your attention. So dont be shy. Or turn your head astray. Because its the better part of you. So dont give it away. And the next time you approach her. Be sure to let her know Just how much you love her And will never let her go. So be firm with your judgment. And sturdy with your stand. For the many times you tell her. She may not understand. So lady if your listening. Dont make no snap decisions. And even if you turn me down. Its just my life I am living. R espect Life equals love, and without respect There is no love And love is The giving of oneself In the ultimate game of foreplay And being able to accept this experience as true knowledge And love is accepting responsibility Hold heartedly, without question or doubt And the answer to our greatest question is if ifs and ans were pots and pans The world would be a kitchen I didnt I did not come into your home to disturb the peace of your surroundings and if theres one so bold and unaware that he is alone Well... he should have tore up his invite, and stayed his ass at home You see the invitation was for those with means A gentleman quite courteous to the extreme With words that are clever quite witty with charm Which pose no threat or need to be alarmed I am looking I am looking for a woman A woman with a sense of humor A woman with common sense A woman I can depend on when I havent gotten the rent A woman I can believe in A woman I can trust A woman that says baby aint nothing too great for us A woman thats in my corner A woman that know I care A woman thats always patient and aint getting in my hair A woman thats healthy A woman thats strong A woman that know when I am leaving I wont be gone for long Freedom I want to be free. Free to do as I please. But nobodys saying youre going to live at ease. You see free is one thing and dome is another. Free-dom. Free-dom. Freedom. Really being free is when you leave this place. You see you left all the problems of having to contend With people from another race, another place, another time. Trying to put their way of thinking on your mind. Never no lovin. Just wanting to be okay. Freedom should let these people know That even a dog has a day And as for me I just want to be free I wish I didnt have to work another day For this money thats so badly needed. But bills come and take it all away. And as for me I want to be free I am tired of making people laugh, sing, run around Looking at me like a some kind of a clown I just want to be free So tell me What does it mean to be free And in turn, to see is to be And what does it mean To be, to be and not to be free T he Lord dont let you cry Its hard for me to find the word I want to say to you Im sorry that I left you But now I know the love we shared was true It hurts for me to realize That I carried on that way And if I could Id say Im sorry Each and every day Youve inspired me pretty much To be what I am today, and now I know with love like that You just dont give it away Why couldnt I realize What it was I had You see trying to live Without true love Can drive a person mad But Im glad Not mad at what I had But the way things fell apart Makes me feel so sad Im glad to have met a person where as most men never find You may think me stupid But I always knew that you were mine I hope lifes being good to you What else can I say Youve left an impression in my heart Until this very day So lets leave it as is I dont want to die How was I suppose to know With love The Lord dont let you cry T he American Dream I want to be free As free as an eagle flying high above the hills or as free as a buffalo grazing in the fields as free as a rabbit hopping through the grass

Red rose, Blue rose, mines I give you black, I give to the world what you cant give me back. I am positive; I walk this road a dead man. My footprints lie silently behind me, but thus they follow. I kiss you slowly as I dig your grave. Mercy, no mercy, no man can save. lies deceit, betrayal all because I loved I loved a woman who his behind a mask of unclaimed sickness when she knew it was her fault. Her life, your life is now at a half. I marked a vendetta, mark vengeance to their soul; I die, we die, I refuse to die alone. Venom, disaster, evil pierced through my vein as I sweetly embed my rose as ashes to your grave. A gift for you my dearly beloved, a kiss for you and every minute youll love it. 1 rose, 2 rose 3, 4 and give enjoy every moment because youre truly living to die. 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 if you thought I loved you, think, think again. 11, 12, at last 13 Welcome to the 13th black rose find out what it means.

Sena, known as Sister, is a beautiful girl. Her skin is like butter, light and smooth, and her hair is long, shiny and wavy. Her sister, Rose, is just the opposite. Her skin is dark, and her hair is short and kinky. Two daughters from Mama’s womb, the same womb treated so differently in their home because of it. Sister could not understand why Rose resented her so. Rose could not understand why Sister could not see what was going on and what had gone on for many years. The only clue was a key belonging to a trunk in their grandmother’s attic. The girls love their Grammy. She spoke with an old Southern drawl their mama hates. Rose and Sister had to learn on their own how to love each other in a world where confusion, betrayal, drug addiction, and mental illness is their reality until they learn there is no love like sisterly love.

When Cecilia Jones gives birth, it causes the end of her life, and the child born through death becomes a murderer known as 'The Black Rose.'

The decision to take a nap on a stranger’s boat seemed harmless to Gracie Gainsborough until she wakes up to find herself in the middle of the Gulf of St. Lawrence with an Irish rum-runner who has a dangerous connection to her family. Ruairi O'Neill deserted the British Army in 1916 to fight for Irish freedom. In seven years of risking his life for the cause he has only made one mistake. Now, half a world away, that mistake will haunt him; forcing him to choose between the one he is sworn to protect and the one he can't help but love. Set against the backdrop of prohibition, A Black Rose for The Angels' Share is a story of devotion and betrayal and the ultimate sacrifice.