Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

BLACK MIRROR meets PRETTY LITTLE LIARS in this multimedia thriller where an anonymous advice website gets hacked and the dark origins of the site start to come to light. (shortlisted for the 2017 wattys, #1 in mystery/thriller)

Macy Carter knows there are far scarier things out there than white painted faces and signature red noses on people who clearly have too much time on their hands. The clown craze pranks are running rampant and she could care less, but when she and her friends find themselves beginning the cold night by scouring the woods and ending up at an old abandoned building that's not as deserted as it seems, she slowly finds out what's happening is anything but a regular harmless prank.

Once bitten, twice shy. [#24 IN SHORT STORY]

Calliope Stone is dead. Well, not entirely; she's stuck in the in-between, a barren landscape with silver skies where strange birds cry in the dark of night. Something stirs in the shadows. A millennia-old feud is ready to erupt. Calliope doesn't know any of this; all she cares about is her own survival. But what if her fate was never hers to decide? Welcome to a world where souls are more precious than any commodity... And someone's already got his eye on hers.