Timothy, a vampire turned no nonsense bounty hunter who keeps peace among supernaturals, has his world turned upside down when he meets a mysterious young witch who requests his help. ***** Timothy is excellent at what he does. He's a vampire bounty hunter who hunts supernatural beings and trains others to do the same. It's not a glamorous life but he loved it... until his boss nearly killed him but that's a whole separate story. As an apology for nearly murdering him Timothy's boss has granted him paid vacation for the first time since 1919: Tim has great ideas about what to do in New Orleans with his time off but those plans are shattered by the human witch Sammy and her damn magical pancakes. Will this confusing new relationship between a BDSM-loving vampire and an asexual human witch survive their quest for answers about Sammy's past while battling supernatural creatures and genetically engineered monster hunters? Tim's vacation just got a whole lot more complicated... Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content and themes of violence. 𝔅𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔊𝔬𝔡𝔰 Breaking Imhullu [Book 1] Breaking Order [Book 2] Breaking Death [Book 3] Breaking Darkness THIS STORY IS A PART OF THE WATTPAD ORIGINALS

"Mooooorrrrrrrreeeeeeee, this book is like air, i need it!" @noromance101 "These chapters are written BEAUTIFULLY! You are, without a doubt, my favorite writer on this site. " @nagykt "Reading this feeds my soul." @Yrthraethra Sixteen-year-old Mirra can see people's memories. She is a Shadow Weaver, one of the outlawed, glitter-eyed race feared in her land and forced into brutal slavery as children. She and her brother Kel have escaped their fate by hiding near the frozen mountains. But when bounty hunters snatch Kel, Mirra injured and unable to track long distances will lose him unless she gives herself up to his captors. As as a Shadow Weaver who's survived childhood and whose golden-flecked irises have faded, concealing her talent, Mirra's own value is priceless on the black-market. Taken to a lawless town in the northern territories, Mirra convinces her captors to sell her to a mysterious young man destined for the same province as the officer who has bought her brother. The young man is the Kingdom's missing Prince, feared dead after his escort was attacked on an expedition. He has been in hiding, waiting for a Shadow Weaver whose skill he can use to discover who ordered his assassination. But before he will risk breaking his father's law and taking Mirra to the royal court, he must test her talent and her ability to hide it. If Mirra fails, her hopes of seeing her brother again will be cut by the noose around her neck. HIGHEST RANKING #1 in Fantasy on Wattpad. #1 Amazon Sword & Sorcery This book was taken down in DEC 2017 due to publishing restrictions. It is now possible to put it back up on wattpad. From March onwards 2 chapters will be posted per week until the completed book is available.

[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

Jayne Hughes owns a pet-shop and is known around her neighborhood to tame any animal. One day she gets a strange customer that asks her to tame his pet, she agrees to his request and waits at home to meet his animal. Jae expects this to be just another misbehaving pet, but instead she gets an attractive man stuffed in a box! The strange owner, Hopper, is actually apart of a company that sells these 'pets' to people. The problem is though that their company got four new pets that are too dangerous, so Hopper begs Jae to help tame this 'pet'. She reluctantly agrees, and this starts her story of how she must tame Amadeus, the first man of the four 'pets' she must tame to be a behaving 'animal'. [COMPLETED] [REVERSE-HAREM]

(This story will be free on October 4th!) Determined to protect her family from a government set on exterminating them, Willow flees the city into a chemical swamp full of mutated wildlife. Season 1 of Toxic Nature ****** The world has changed, and so has Willow. A government formed by good intentions and a dying planet is killing everyone. The criteria needed to stay alive gets more stringent every day, and Willow barters her soul to keep the ones she loves safe. But when two children are sentenced to die, she risks it all to save them. Willow and her family make the deadly decision to run to the one place the officials won't follow. The bayou. Deemed uninhabitable after the dumping of mysterious, neon-green chemicals, Willow has no idea if they're running toward salvation or a slow, painful death. But just like the rest of the world, the swamp has changed. When fish have fangs, alligators talk, and a wild man named Croc maneuvers like a beast, Willow will learn what it truly means to be human. Toxic Nature Book 1 This story is now available on YONDER, your next-generation reading app from the Wattpad family. Join me on YONDER today! Find it now in your app store. Wattpad Featured Editor's Picks! Highest Ranking #1 in Paranormal. #9 in Romance. #2 in Dystopian.

Mature Content including violence, sex, and language The gods are fighting. Mortal creatures worship and pray, scheme and plot, all in the name of their chosen deity. It is a silent war, but every war has casualties. I am one of those casualties. I have no beast in me. I am just a simple Acera girl, born into the Fifth House, under the Love goddess. My Fated is not a simple male. Thane of the First House is a Lord, a powerful Tasuri warrior and his love for me was not enough to stop the war from creeping into his heart. He rejected me. He murdered me. But that was not my end. One god took pity on me. The one god who has no House, no children, just a temple filled with thousands upon thousands of souls. Nateos, the Lord of the Underworld, Death himself. He claimed me as his daughter and gave me a name: Mara, Grief come to life. But... there is war. And, I am now a part of the battle. My new father gave me life. A home. A family. What else does a father give his only living child? I was not ready for him. But I want him.

In the near future, humankind has mastered the arts of peace, tolerance, and acceptance. At least, that's what we claim. But then they arrive. Aliens--the last of a dead race. Suffering culture shock of the worst kind, they must take refuge on a world they cannot understand; one which cannot comprehend the scope of their loss. Taciturn Gwen Pierson and super-geek Basil Grey are Specialists for the Institute--an organization set up to help alien integration into our societies. They take in Kalp, a widower who escaped his dying world with nothing but his own life and the unfinished toy he was making for a child that will never be born. But on the aliens' world, family units come in threes, and when Kalp turns to them for comfort, they unintentionally, but happily, find themselves Kalp's lovers. And then aliens--and the Specialists who have been most accepting of them--start dying, picked off by assassins. The people of Earth, it seems, are not quite as tolerant as they proclaim.