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TEASER: "No fiancée of mine needs to learn how to fight." His breath flows upon the prickling skin of my neck. I close my eyes, involuntarily shuddering in response. "All you need to know how to do is satisfy me." "How exactly am I supposed to satisfy you?" The answer to such a question is obvious, yet, like the idiot I am, I still asked him. "Blood...and of course, other means." BLURB: Cyra is pulled into a foreign world where humans are rarities while vampires, elves, werewolves, witches, and more strange creatures are the norm. That's the least of her worries though. Now the bride of one of the most powerful vampires in all of the kingdom, she is faced with two choices. One: give in and accept her doomed future with a husband who detests humans, or two: successfully kill him before he is crowned King of Bestias. WARNING: This story contains scenes involving sexual assault/harassment. The chapters containing these potentially triggering subjects all have warnings at the start of them! Please read at your own discretion! RANKINGS: ⭐️#3 in adult - 12/28/23 ⭐️#9 in werewolf - 12/28/23 ⭐️ #4 in mature audience - 4/2/24 ⭐️ #1 in werewolfandvampire -5/27/24 ⭐️ #10 in unrequitedlove - 8/2/24 ⭐️ #1 in adultsituations - 8/5/24 ⭐️ #10 in -romance - 1/4/25 ⭐️ #7 in -romance - 3/18/25 ⭐️ #8 in vampireromance - 5/14/25

A familiar voice cut through the din of battle. Her breath caught. Max. His commanding tone carried across the field as he directed his troops. "Hold the line! Push them back toward the ravine!" Camilla pressed herself deeper into the shadows, pulling her hood lower. Five years had passed since she'd last seen him, yet his presence still made her pulse race. The hood's rough fabric scratched against her cheek as she adjusted it, ensuring her face remained hidden. "The mysterious captain fights well," Max's voice carried from somewhere behind her. Too close. She dispatched her opponent with a move she instantly regretted - a distinctive disarming technique Max had taught her years ago. "That move..." His footsteps approached. "Captain!" A messenger rode up, providing the distraction she needed. "Enemy reinforcements approaching from the north!" "Not possible," Camilla muttered, forgetting to disguise her voice. "We destroyed their northern supply lines." The messenger shook his head. "They've found another route, through the mountain pass." Max's sharp intake of breath told her he'd recognized her voice. "Cam?" She kept her back turned, barking orders to her troops. "Secure the perimeter! Prepare for-" "Camilla." His hand caught her shoulder. She shrugged it off, still not facing him. "We have more pressing concerns than reunions, General." "Look at me." "The enemy is-" "That's an order, Captain."

Esme had one big fear in life: being captured as a thief by the city's guardsmen and being executed for her crimes, and that so heavily weighed on her mind that she increased her risks by being distracted in the middle of a heist. That's when she runs into Althalos Fourthborn: Inner Circle Guardsman, one of the many princes of the realm, an Aelif (Dark Elf, local dialect)...and her betrothed by treaty. (That was something her almost human mind could not handle.) So she calls off the heist, gets demoted into a far more risky job, learns the true bitter depth of what this treaty's bond is like, and lands safely by her prince's side....sort of. There were people who still wanted to end her life, even if she was in what most people would call a Happily Ever After. That and her prince had his own living fears that were gnawing at any chance they had. That and she might just lose her mind from everyday boredom. But the one she couldn't wrap her all-too human mind around was that she would one day grow wings and fly away from her almost Happily Ever After to live in a hive with ancestors more alien than a hottie with pointed ears and abandonment issues. ~~~~ Yes, there are adult themes in this book, and difficult subjects, but nothing is excessive, as this is probably my simplest story. So, trigger warnings: A history of assault. Occasional vulgar language. References to partial cannibaliam. Extremely mild, light, and rare sex scenes. At least one elitist mentality. ~~~~ Ages of MC/ML: Esme: Apparent age of 24, roughly 20 years lived (mostly human). Althalos: Apparent age of 30, roughly 65 years lived (Elves mature slower).

COMPLETED BOOK I was trained to be a weapon for the kingdom. I was forced into servitude to the King after my family was ripped from me. My new life was covered in the blood of my family...and now I had to protect the royal family who ordered my parents' death. They're all monsters, except for him...he was my charge and as much as I wanted to hate him, the prince was nothing like his vicious father. He was a warm light in my cold and dark world. I was supposed to be controlled, cold, calculating and deadly, but he made me crave freedom, warmth and all the things I thought died with my family. I no longer knew my path...but I knew it led to him. * Don't hesitate to let me know what you think of my book or if you see grammatical errors/plot holes! *16+ is recommended...sex is implied but not described (I came up with that little rhyme while I was brushing my teeth this morning!) and there are scenes of violence.

First Story of LOVED series. Staring deep in to my eyes, he came closer and raise his hands little to cup my face and his breath warm against my skin, with just the slightest touching of him made electricity run though my veins, as his fingers were brushing my cheek i stood numb wavering my eyes to him and floor time to time as i couldn't hold his instance eye, leaning little closer he whispered in my ear "I can not see you in pain , i will dig all your reason of cries six feet under the land Aayat", That's it before I could react, he captured my lips in a searing kiss locked his lips on mine without any warning -unyielding, possessive, and utterly unexpected. locked his lips on mine without any warning while i was taken aback.......... A 27 year old IAS officer and business man Arjunsinh Rewat, Once who was Pitiless, A strong, polite and family man, who is all that any women wants in a husband and is wish of many women, has many secrete buried inside his heart, turns really Merciless when it comes to harm on his loved ones, Will he able to Accept the storm that is coming to his life in form of petite girl. A 22 year old girl reaming about her freedom and love from the people and all boundaries, Yet, she remains unaware of the storm looming over her fate-a storm that will not bring gentle rain but a merciless tornado of destruction. Will that storm in her life is not lovely rain but the Tornado of destruction? Will Arjun embrace this tempest disguised as a fragile girl? Or will the storm consume them both? Let's meet in the story. Our "AaRyat" is waiting for you all in the story, let's catch up there. This is not a Dark romance guys this is steamy, possessive and protective romance of two world..

"I looked in the mirror and the universe stared back. In blind desperation, I reach out to touch the reflection and to my surprise, my hand pushes past the glass and into the comforting unknown." "Iris, my sweet girl." Her voice chimes in from behind me. "Don't you fucking dare." ~~~ Two women, a princess and her general, reluctantly go on a valorous journey to save their kingdom from dark forces. They will encounter things that test their patience, trust, and will to survive. A gut-wrenching tale of the nature of humanity, the good and the perverse. Join Iris and Theia on the ultimate Pursuit of the Stars. in the process of editing!

"Upstairs!" I hear a yell and pounding footsteps. I crawl out of the window until I'm hanging from my hands. I take a breath. I let go. ~ Living in a small town with a single mother, Mia Glenn never expected anything special to come of her life. She never thought she would go on an adventure as harrowing as the stories she read. Until one day she narrowly avoids being kidnapped, discovering in the same day a whole new universe that she is supposedly a part of. As she navigates the elven world of Earthe with the help of a particularly attractive elf boy, she learns secrets about her identity and her father's, of whom she believed had ditched her and her mom at an early age. Soon Mia discovers that peace isn't as easy as it seems, and while Earthe may be beautiful, there are dark parts that are creeping back to the light. Even in a world of perfect beings such as elves, lies can be spun as precisely as an arrow can pierce a target, and evil can sneak up on you when you least expect it. Mia is used to reading about this kind of stuff, not living it. Safe to say she finds herself in one hell of an adventure. - - TW: if you need a tw for fighting, violence, weapons, blood, death, etc. I would read with caution (I don't get into any gory details, but there are scenes w/ this) I will put tw's for the more violent scenes.

"You thought you could threaten her? That you could hurt her, violate her the way that you did and walk away alive?" His voice was filled with raw fury, each word like a blow. "Please," the Sower gasped, his eyes darting to the ghastly charred remains of his men. "I- We didn't mean-" Thane didn't let him finish. With a surge of heat, the flames flared from his body, engulfing the man in a swirling inferno. The Sower screamed, his cries echoing through the clearing as the fire consumed him, but it didn't end his life-not yet. Thane controlled the flames, letting them torture rather than kill, a terrifying display of his power and restraint. "Didn't mean to?" Thane echoed mockingly, leaning down so his face was inches from the Sower. His eyes burned with rage, dark and unrelenting. "You meant every word, every threat, every action. And now you'll burn for it." In a world torn by war, where men and women are divided into separate kingdoms, Fern, a healer and herbalist, sets out to end the decade-long conflict. Her quest leads her toward the men's kingdom, but an unexpected encounter with an injured man changes everything. Little does she know that the man is the undefeated Ghost of the Battlefield. He was notorious and feared for slaughtering female warriors. Despite the hatred in his eyes, Fern makes the decision to heal him, forging a bond that neither expected. As their worlds collide, they must face the scars of their past. Can a single act of kindness heal old wounds, or will the weight of their history destroy them both?

CURRENTLY UNDERGOING REWRITES - CHAPTERS WILL REPUBLISH AS EDITS ARE FINISHED!!! -Apologies to those who have read through Chapter 18 where I previously published. Edits will include character development changes, so unfortunately, and I apologize again, you may have to reread for clarification. Plot line is very similar, I just decided to take a character's development through another stage that changes their dialogue and POV a bit. ((FAIR WARNING: I do not update regularly because life gets too crazy sometimes, but I do my best.)) Come dawn the war begins. By dusk, demise reigns. Fourteen kingdoms united by the two prophesied elementals against one man and the beasts of the underworld. As the war begins in the central continent on the southern border of Vandaria, guarded by the armies of the Fae and Andrastrian allies, Darius and Fauna search for someone who could turn the tides of war. Decisions will be hard, sacrifices will be made, and the prophecy will come true and the asking price paid. **Average Word Count Per Chapter: 8,000 **Unedited NOTE FROM ME! - I very much model my works to resemble published examples, so there are no notes in any chapters from me, trigger warnings for chapters, etc. Just the world my brain likes to escape to every now and then. Thanks for reading!

[COMPLETED] I was cursed at such a young age, abandoned by my own wolf and the Moon Goddess for something that wasn't in my control. I don't even think having a mate is in the cards for me... ✨🌘✨ I jumped when the final horn sounded, circling the garden before everyone became silent. They all returned to their seats, my father rising from his chair as I stood from my seat along with the other pups. I struggled to breath as we took our position, standing in the centre away from everyone else. My father offered me a reassuring glance though it did nothing to ease my anxiety, all I had to do now was wait. My eyes widened when the moons blue light shined down on me, illuminating my skin as I stared up at the sky in awe. "We thank the moon goddess for the power of her light..." I dropped my gaze back down, my fathers words surrounding us, "...Shall it bathe you and grant you strength, agility, speed like the wolf..." The pups around me began to moan in pain, capturing my attention as I furrowed my brows. Their features were all contorted by an invisible pain that inflicted them but I felt absolutely nothing. My heart raced when their groans of pain became screams but I- I suddenly drop to the ground, a painful throbbing in my head forcing me to the ground. I grip the sides of my head, screaming. I don't know how to explain it but it felt as though my brain was tearing in two, like my head was cracking open. When the pain stopped, I found myself surrounded by wolves, the shifted pups. Looking down at myself, I only see my body, no paws and no fur. I hadn't shifted... ✨🌕✨ Book 2* 'The Wolven King' is the first book and must be read in order to understand this one. ⚠️ WARNING!! This book is mature and should only be read if you are 18+. There are depictions of violence, mature language, sexual behaviour and sexual abuse.