Sloane Sabel's
Books
All books are brimming with feminine rage, neurodivergent and queer characters, and explorations of the most unsung parts of ourselves. They are also very dark with some elements of horror. Please read the content warnings first.
What happens when a nonbinary fae assassin with poison touch picks up a sexy hitchhiker who turns out to be a masochist fae shapeshifter? Things get hot, heavy, and bloody quick.
Smoke loves humans—breaking them, using them, leaving them wanting. They're fragile little creatures, so easy to unravel. So when they spot a lone hitchhiker on the side of the road—lips chapped, eyes defiant, a body made for sin—they think, why not? A quick distraction before they move on with their mission. But Kae isn't human and he doesn't break so easily.
Kae likes humans, too. He likes them running, begging, and screaming. When a pretty little thing pulls over to give him a ride he's beside himself. What luck? But then things get steamy and Kae's never been kissed let alone devoured. Every touch is painful bliss and makes him want them more and more.
Power dynamics switch. The hunter becomes hunted. There's no safe word in a game like this. Only the question—who will survive the night?
Smoke thought Kae was human when they poisoned him. But it takes a bit more to kill a Fae, and there's nothing more thrilling than surviving to hunt another day.
Smoke had moved on. There was work to do. The same infestation spilling into the human world was threatening wild magic, and they fell into doing what they did best. Taking orders and assassinating targets.
Kae AKA Haze has been watching them. Hunting them. Studying Smoke's every breath. He'd been seduced, made to heel, and then nearly murdered. And now he couldn't think of anything but Smoke.
Two deadly Fae, caught in a each others orbit, both reluctant to give in. The old gods are waking, the wild magic is dying, Faery is being torn apart, and only the worst are left to save everything.
What happens when a void witch who has nothing left to lose accidentally summons the four horsemen who are all monsters? Well, she can either submit, fight, or fall...
Valeria is feared for her magic, and it's bad for business. When she gets a big offer, a séance on live tv during a full moon, she can't resist. Ignoring the red flags, she's determined to be seen, to be heard. But when the ritual goes to shit and the four horsemen are unleashed and she's forced into a corner. They want her, exactly as she is, to be theirs. People are dying and Valeria needs to make her choice. Who does she choose to save?