{SAMPLE: Published on Amazon} Five hundred years ago, humanity's freedom died. When the Greek Gods and Goddesses were usurped from their home on Mt. Olympus, they crashed upon Earth and enslaved the human race. Children spend their existence inside prisons ran by ruthless Immortals, and upon their eighteenth birthday, they are thrown into an arena to be fought after. Once won, they are scarified with their name and short-lived identity in an unforgiving world, where there is an absence of hope for people with mortality coursing through their red veins. Servitude shackled humanity, but then a girl stood in the arena on the first summer solstice since she turned eighteen years old. A nameless girl, trembling behind the safety of her friend, landed in the Gods' worlds without knowing that she was going to be their unraveling. This wide-eyed slave, who bled two colors. One red like humans. One gold like the gods. Five hundred years ago, humanity's freedom died, but she's here to take it back. Final Book Cover commissioned by @Fantastical-Ink

When social services threatens to take away her younger sister, budding singer Kamree Philips must accept help from her young, attractive boss in order to keep her small family together. ***** In a kingdom filled with music and Destiny, Kamree Philips is perhaps the only individual who doesn't believe in love. She can't afford to. With a demanding job and a little sister to take care of, love is the last thing on her mind. However, when social services come to take away her younger sister, Kamree must accept help from her music producer boss, Daxton Cavenaugh, to keep her family together. Despite her notions on relationships, the more time she spends with Daxton, the more Kamree begins to question herself. Love doesn't exist...right? (Book Two of the Anonymous Series) (Can be read standalone)

What if the random stranger you meet on Instagram turned out to be the lead singer from one of the world's biggest bands using his finsta? Harri Harlow is in just that position only she doesn't know it ....yet. Socially awkward and excited just to have made a new friend boys aren't even on her radar. That is until he slides into her comments. With best friend Jazz by her side will Harri uncover the truth behind the guy with long hair, a hundred followers, and a secret identity? ---- 🏆 FIRST PLACED WINNER of The Chaos Awards 3, in the teen fiction category! - April, 2018

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

Everyone has a soulmate. Everyone has an incomplete picture carved onto the underside of their wrist. Once they meet their soulmate, the picture completes itself. Ever since Thomas can remember, he's had an unsolvable maze tattooed into the underside of his wrist, but one night he notices that there's a way out. Thomas doesn't know where or when it happened, but sometime that day, he had met his soulmate...

The story follows the main character Elizabeth Bennet as she deals with issues of manners, upbringing, morality, education, and marriage in the society of the landed gentry of early 19th-century England. Elizabeth is the second of five daughters of a country gentleman living near the fictional town of Meryton in Hertfordshire, near London.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake