*COMPLETED* Annalise(Ann) had a simple life. A loving family, and a roof over her head. But when that is taken away, when the king and his men destroy her village and take her life away. She is thrown into a life of servitude to the king. But What happens when the king develops a deep desire for her? Will she fall in love with the merciless King? 𝑬𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒕: I hear the king get up from his seat and start walking over to me. I see his shoes come into my line of vision. My senses are clouded by his strong scent of cedarwood. I refuse to look up at him. He gives off an aura that is dark and intimidating. My eyes begin to swell with tears at the thought that I will end up like the man before me. "Look at me," he commands in a deep voice. I refuse. He commands again this time more cynical, "Look. at. me!" His voice booms off the walls, echoing in the room. I flinch at the tone but still refuse. Then suddenly, he roughly raised my chin. My eyes meet his cold blue ones. His eyes seem to soften for a moment then quickly return to their cold state. He muttered something under his breath that I didn't catch. He lets go of my chin and walks around, scanning me with his eyes. "What am I to do with you?" He mutters to himself. After a few moments, he is back in front of me. He smirks, "I will make you my personal chambermaid." CONTINUE THE STORY INSIDE... 𝑨𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔: 🥇- 1st place - Mystical May Contest 🥇Winner in Historical Fiction - YT 2021 Book Awards 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔: #1- 14th century(4/6/20) #4- 14th century(4/27/20) #6 - 14th century(5/18/20) #7 - 14th century(7/1/20) #13 - king(7/24/20) #1 - 14th century (8/25/20) #89 - Medieval (1/19/21) #1 - Medieval (1/28/21) #19 - Youngadult(5/20/21) © Copyright 2020

His red lips are glistening, the bottom one bitten between his pearly white teeth. His silky hair is hiding his delicate chest, but leaves the enticing smoothness of his back uncovered. His elegant, gentle hands are slightly shaking, squeezing the hem of my shirt. "I need to touch you," I breathe out, falling on my knees in front of him, desperate, driven close to insanity. "No, you can't!" he whimpers. "It might hurt you. I've never been touched, but the priests say it will harm anyone who tries." "Do you want it?" I hoarsely utter. "Do you crave to feel my skin on yours?" "Yes!" he moans, tears falling from his beautiful, pink eyes. "Dey, I need it more than the burning desert needs a drop of rain." "Then I'm not afraid of any pain," I whisper. *** Two princes were born on the same day, but fate stood between them until a mistake brought them together in times of a savage war. They are both worshiped and feared. One is God's chosen. The other is a ruthless warrior. A mysterious prophesy, hatred and love, fantastic adventures and burning passion will follow. Will their long awaited meeting end the war or the world will be on fire? *** Hello and welcome to my fantasy world! I hope you will have as much fun as I did creating it. This story includes graphic intimate scenes. Please, read only if you're comfortable with the topic and of appropriate age. *** Best ranking: #1 in prophecy April 2023 #1 in princexprince March 2023 #1 in manxman April 2022 #1 in gayromance April 2022 #1 in malexmale April 2022 #1 in lgbtfiction April 2022 #1 in boyxboyromance Dec 2021 #1 in bxblove Dec 2021 #1 in mxm Dec 2021 #1 in warriors Dec 2021 #2 in lgbtlove Jan 2022 #2 in bxb Dec 2021 #2 in gaylove Dec 2021 #3 in prince Oct 2022 #3 in boyxboy April 2022 #5 in romance April 2022 #5 in lgbt Dec 2021 #5 in gay Dec 2021 #11 in fallinginlove Jan 2022 Disclaimer: All images are intended only to illustrate the content and are stock photos, posed by models.

[Completed] ''I was born in flames and chaos. In one moment, I didn't exist at all. In another, air was tearing through the flesh of my lungs.'' Deep in an unknown forest, a young woman woke up alone and confused. She had no knowledge of her past, what she was, or who she was. Why was she in this world at all? Fate drove her into the hands of a family of vampires, all of whom brought relief in the slightest touch of her skin. But their touch was more than addicting. With each stroke, mysterious etches appeared on her flesh, divulging information thought to be lost to the world; information of magic, power, and a viciously murdered coven of witches. With no past and an uncertain future, she must find out her purpose in this life before the supernatural world takes her for all she has to give. Even more so, she must attempt to understand a craving she has for the dangerous vampire family she's found herself enslaved to; a craving to be touched. All Rights Reserved © 2015 {{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}} This story is a multi-lover romance novel. Proceed with caution because it will get heated! Highest Ranking: #1 in Vampire

When bubbly Emerson Kachi Smith starts working for the handsome Lucas Hendrix, she quickly discovers there's something hot and untamed behind his cold exterior... ***** When bubbly Emerson Kachi Smith is offered a job as the personal assistant to the cold and handsome Lucas Hendrix, she's left wondering why. After all, she has no credentials to speak of, and working for a paranoid billionaire CEO who's impossible to please is far from easy. But a few weeks into her job, she begins to realize that she can't judge a book by its cover. Left alone to discover the mystery behind Lucas's cold exterior and to tame her uncontrollable desire to comfort him, she learns they have a lot more in common than she ever thought possible. Could their two lonely hearts share the same dream for happiness? [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by April Alforque Former title 'Coffee And Papers'

[Leaving Nov 11th] "No, no. I want you to crawl. Hands and knees, Ms. Nielson." . . . Aubrey Nielson gets more than she bargained for when she accepts a position as a tutor for the three children of a wealthy, British businessman. Augustine Montgomery has become closed off after the death of his wife and has grown distant from his children. While attempting to mend the family's relationships, Aubrey finds herself falling into a much more provocative position with the widower. Cover designed by Regina Dionela © 2021 E.M. Wilson, All Rights Reserved

The story of a werewolf king and a hybrid vampire. • KING • || a supreme ruler, sovereign over a nation or a territory, of higher rank than any other secular ruler. || -- King of the werewolves. King Xavier. The most just ruler in the history of rulers. His all life was painted with the struggle of thinking about never finding his mate. The Royal bloodline has not been graced with a mate since three generations past. But the odds are in his favour when he finds his mate. But she is a little bit more than he could have ever imagined. Polar opposites they were. One was the calm, other was the storm. Adrienne was born to creat mischief. A hybrid, she inherited the mischief from her dark fey bloodline and always has vampire blood in her viens. She likes trouble. She attracts it. Despite being bestowed with great powers, she was cursed from the start. She was also quiet but against her will. What if there is such thing as fate? What if fate decided to pair these both as soulmates? What if that changes the lives of not two people but two kingdoms? Fate's game begins when they both lock eyes. -- • Dark fey • || a subspecies of fairy, human in size and appearance however with large feathered wings and horns.|| -- Highest Ranking ; #4 in Romance

"How beautiful is it to find someone who asks for nothing but your company?" 03/01/2021 - #1 in Boxer

(Text AU) Drarry texts [COMPLETED] Just imagine if they had iPhones at Hogwarts..... ok good now this is exactly what im writing about, this is a drarry (dracoxharry) fic so Yup just a warning but you should read it because I wrote it which means it must be good. Anyways I hope you like it!?

Damien Petrotti barricaded himself within his logical, black and white walls, believing there is no area for second chances, for grey areas, or messy emotions. When he first meets the quiet and soft-spoken Ella Cortesa, a Spanish, delicate girl, he can't help but dislike her naivety and ignorance of the world. He lives in the court, deciding between right and wrong, and she lives advising people, giving them psychological help. He's not as cold as she thinks, and she's not as naive as he thinks. A modern combination of mind over heart, or is it heart over mind? ••• Ch. 39 Excerpt "Thank you for having the patience with me." Damien broke the silence, almost inaudibly when he began to feel Ella's full body trust him enough to begin to fall unconscious over him. Thinking that Ella wouldn't respond, Damien was ready to close his eyes and also go to sleep, but then he felt Ella's cold hand give him the smallest and most adoring squeeze on his warm fingers, her hum of something incoherent before she stilled completely, her breathing falling deeply. Even in her sleep, she could sense Damien, she would respond even in unconsciousness, and that made Damien's heart skip a beat. "To say that you are my whole existence and life would be the biggest understatement, my Ella." Damien sighed, incredulous that he had been blessed with such a beautiful and extraordinary human.

Melissa Crawford thinks she's just a regular teenage girl. She goes to school. She has friends, boy problems, homework...you know, the typical teenage angst. But she couldn't be more wrong, for Melissa Crawford is not a mortal. Her adoptive mortal mother refused to give her up and hired a witch to erase the enchanting Faery child's memory, not realizing that things aren't that simple. You see, when she was a little girl, Melissa promised herself forever to her Leannan Sidhe (mate), a Fae Prince, and a promise to Fae is sacred. When the Fae Prince comes back to claim what's his, nothing will get in his way. "Mortals are so arrogant. So utterly narcissistic to think that they are the only intelligence in this world, to believe their realm is the only realm, their way is the only way. "Many of you believe us fairies only exist in little kids' fairy tales. We are so much more than that. We exist, living in the Realm just a blink away from yours. A few wrong turns in the park or the forest and you're there. We sometimes walk among you, and you're not even aware of it. Believe me, we exist. Across the globe, your kind calls us and our realm by different names...but as William Shakespeare once said- a rose by any other name..."