A kaleidoscope of excerpts, regarding past work, ideas and musings I've had. Feel free to let me know if you'd like to read more about any of the excerpts, in particular. As time passes, I will add more excerpts to this. CupcakeRebel. x

And there he stood, all formalities and ingrained politeness, with the poised, cool posture of a king. An avenging angel with black-tipped wings. Fitted snugly in suit and tie, and unruly, rebellious hair that mirrored the smirk that flirted gracefully with his lips. And, oh, an ego to match. One that could dance between the borders of confidence and arrogance, as fluidly and instantly as the flash of his eyes and a flicker of reigned emotion. A familiar stranger that walks amongst men. The very epitome of strangers in paradise.

I'm a monster, but in her arms, I'm a man... Aurora doesn't know what the future holds except for the fact that her mother's going to die soon and she's going to be forcibly wed to the alpha of her pack-a fifty-year-old man. With no escape, she agrees and as she walks down the aisle to marry her future husband, a war breaks through, tearing down the entire pack. Midst of the chaos, Zade, one of the cruelest alphas, claims Aurora as his mate. Zade has no clue what he walks into when he decides to kill an entire pack and finds his mate in a wedding dress, getting married to another man. Enraged, he prisons her and promises to punish her for betraying a sacred mate bond by marrying someone else. But for how long can he prison her after all?

"Come to sit on my lap again?" • • • It's that time of the year again, and people are all waiting for Santa to come by with their presents. Hazel is living a humdrum life in her small hometown, doing nothing in particular when a certain Santa Claus asks her if she wants to sit on his lap. Brown eyes, chocolate hair and abs carved like stone, Nick is nothing like the traditional Santa you know, yet he still straps on the beard and red suit. In town for just the season, Hazel slowly discovers there's more to Nick Saint than what meets the eye. Peeling back one layer at a time (like a Christmas present) she uncovers what truly lies beneath that red suit of his and finds herself in shock at the result. As the saying goes... Santa smirks because he knows where all the naughty girls live... And he was smirking at Hazel.