Nearly twenty years in the fighting pits taught me three things: trust no one, keep your blades sharp, and never let them see you bleed. Then House Ravilon bought me. Now I'm surrounded by five fae males who think they can crack me open. Axlan with his easy charm and protective streak. Silas and his silence, keeping secrets that set my teeth on edge. Reyker, whose training sessions feel like actual combat. Lysander, whose questions cut deeper than blades. And...Finley, the house heir who gives orders like breathing. They say I'm being trained for elite tournaments. They're lying. There's something else going on. Something in the way they move around me, like I'm worth protecting. When my body betrays me with desires I didn't know I could feel, the real game becomes clear. They don't just want my skill in the arena. They want everything. I've spent decades building walls that could stop armies. But these five aren't attacking from the outside. They're making me want to tear the walls down myself. "Their Warrior" is the first book in The Thirteenth House Series. It is a "why choose"/ reverse harem romantic fantasy where the deadliest opponent might be your own heart. **Please see the author's note for trigger warnings and posting details**

An aspiring knight unwittingly saves the dragon he was sworn to kill. But can he also win the dragon's heart and stop his kingdom from burning to ashes? *** It is tradition for knights to prove their worth by slaying a dragon in the Serpentine Mountains. For Laurence Montbow, an aspiring knight from a decrepit noble house, it's his only chance to save his family from losing their land, and to secure a good marriage. After a dragon hunt gone wrong, however, Laurence finds a naked elven man with amnesia instead. Knowing the guileless elf wouldn't survive on his own, especially when trapped in his enemy's land, Laurence reluctantly takes the man along and tries to help him regain his memories. This act of goodwill turns complicated as the elven man keeps worming himself further into Laurence's heart until it becomes hard to fight the attraction. But the elven man is not what he appears to be... and neither are the dragons from mount Serpentine.

Four men. One scarred survivor. A prophecy that could reshape the realm. Nit's body is marked with the scars of a brutal past, but her will remains unbroken. Sold and claimed by two orc mercenaries, Vorgak the disciplined strategist and Rakgu the sharp-tongued rogue, Nit is thrust into a perilous journey she never wanted. Bound to their protection, she fights to navigate the uneasy alliance while keeping her own plans for freedom alive. But Nit's life is far from ordinary. Arion, the powerful and enigmatic elven prince, believes she is the key to an ancient prophecy, a destiny he cannot ignore no matter the cost. To him, Nit is not just a survivor but a potential savior, one he is determined to claim for his kingdom's salvation. Lurking in the shadows is Thallan, a deadly dragon shifter assassin with a single purpose: to find Nit and eliminate her. As his hunt closes in, Nit's every move becomes a gamble between life and death. With tensions rising, kingdoms on the brink of war, and desires pulling her in conflicting directions, Nit must confront the secrets buried in her scars and decide who to trust. Will she forge her own path in a world desperate to control her, or will the prophecy consume her entirely? The Mark of Dusk is a slow-burn fantasy romance teeming with fierce battles, simmering chemistry, and a heroine who defies fate at every turn. Perfect for fans of Sarah J. Maas and Carissa Broadbent, this is a tale of survival, prophecy, and the dangerous power of love. When the dusk falls, will she rise? 🌙

"You...You look just like an angel...A dangerous one but still.....an Angel." She attempted to smile at me. Her breathing was forced and ragged. Her forehead was covered in beads of sweat. Whether she felt any pain or not, I felt a thousand knives pierce my heart. I gently caressed her cheek with the back of my hand. All my life I never had a problem getting whatever I want. I was the last child out of four siblings. My parents spoilt me with everything. In every way. They had no problem allowing me to have whatever my heart desired. I was never met with anything I couldn't have. Until her. Until this beautiful woman who was never going to be mine. I wish I could fight to have her. I wish I was faced with a normal challenge that most men do when they were in love. A normal challenge would occasionally be them trying to prove their love for their woman, or compete for her hand if there was another man after her. I would love to compete but how could I ever compete with something which is not a being of any sort? How was I ever going to compete or battle against something I could never touch or see? How could I beat it if it is the one she has chosen to go with? How could I ever take away the freedom of choice? How could I ever compete with Death?

"Come here" he said motioning for me to step closer. I knew that I had to obey his every word. It was just that my body decided not to move. "I will not repeat this again. Come. Here. Now!" he commanded me this time. That's when my legs decided to wobble themselves towards my biggest nightmare. I stopped when I was about a feet away from where he was sitting. I had to keep my hands together to prevent them from shaking too much. To make things worse, there was only this dead silence that surrounded us. Then, before I could even prosses what was happening, he grabbed my hand and brought my wrist up to his lips. I whimpered, waiting for the pain to come. "You have every right to fear me. This is going to be painful." Without warning, I felt an excruciating pain all over my body. A sharp cry escaped my mouth as his fangs ripped through my tender skin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She A simple girl forcefully taken from her home and separated from her small family to serve the Royal Pure Bloods. Him The Dark Prince, the most powerful hybrid on earth. Known to the world as a monster, an abomination. A creature unable to control his powers and is trapped within his own darkness.

▪️FANTASY ROMANCE▪️ "I didn't know that I had the right to say your name." "You don't and yet..." The Orc King's words trailed off, his breath coming out in a rough pant. I found myself extremely curious about what he was going to say, so I bravely tried to get him to continue. "And yet?" I probed. "And yet, I find myself intrigued about what it would sound like coming from that insolent mouth of yours." **** Izara was not very happy to find out that she was to be sent to the Orc King as tribute, an apology for something her brother did. Not being one to allow fate to dictate her life, she figured that she could make the most of it. Having always been curious about the Orcs, she is eager to live among them. King Baldur, however, does not share her enthusiasm, finding humans to be selfish and untrustworthy. He does not hold back, and uses every available opportunity to remind her of such. Unfortunately for him, Izara sees this as a challenge and vows to prove her worth. When an incident in the forest leaves King Baldur seriously injured, he quickly realises that he misjudged Izara and even finds himself becoming attracted to her in ways that he never anticipated. There is only one problem though, the Orc King isn't called Baldur the Butcher for nothing. Can he find it in himself to lower his guard around Izara or will she become the next victim of his blade? 🔅Rated R: Contains thematic issues, adult language, MATURE sexual content, violence and possible triggers. ------------------------------------------------- Cover Photo: Edited by @KimberlyTanithMarie using an image generated from Midjourney © All rights reserved 2023 I DO NOT consent to my story being translated, copied or otherwise reproduced by anyone.

When she got hired, Katherine Zale thought she had finally fulfilled all of her dreams. The only missing thing was love. But when you add two very mischievous, but very handsome bosses, love won't be just a thought after their first meeting. Add a little secret which Tharion and Draco Lombardi are hiding, and not only will love come and hit her like a truck, but a whole new world will open its doors for her and welcome her with open arms. Published: 01/01/22 Completed: 08/11/22 #1 ranked tags: • mate - 18/08/22 • dragon - 18/08/22 • happiness- 22/08/22 • dragons - 07/09/22 • mates - 17/09/22 • girl - 20/09/22 • secret - 14/11/22 • man - 24/11/22 • men - 26/11/22 • power - 17/12/22 • female - 02/08/23 • possessive - 11/11/23 • surprise - 03/04/24 • love - 07/10/24

I lift my hand, holding my pistol to his chest, hovering over his heart. He stares at me, emotions spilling out of him. Emotions I can't decipher. He leans closer, the tip of the barrel pressing into his skin, just above his heart. "Do it," he whispers, inches from my face. I hold his gaze, while his hands snake under my shirt, grazing my skin. "I dare you," he lowers his voice, so gently, "Shoot me." My finger curls around the trigger, an inch from pulling it. I glare into his eyes, "You're a fucking monster," I whisper. He nods, "I know." "You kill without remorse," I spit. "I know." "I hate you," My finger screams at me to pull the trigger. "I know." "I'm disgusted by you." "I know," he inhales, letting his forehead rest against mine. His gaze falls to my lips, "If you want me dead, then kill me, pull the trigger." - It's no longer a question. My morals are gone, leaving nothing but a monstrous killing machine. Any hope for some sort of sympathy, some regard for life is nonexistent. I want death. I want to be the bringer of death, and the essence of slaughter. - Rhea Windsor, the newest ruler of Ovantasa after her parents- the former king and queen were assassinated. Her mind is in the pits of despair guided by vengeance, leaving nothing but a body of handcrafted slaughter and within that madness, she comes across a man made for killing. The ruthless killer known as Elijah Anton, who forces her to turn her back on her morals and grip on sanity. What happens when she realizes she wasn't as innocent as she thought and teeters on a heart of purity and blinding hate? When perfect becomes unattainable and her flaws take its place? - [𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆] THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREME GRAPHIC CONTENT AND IS NOT MADE FOR A LIGHT READ - *COMPLETE & FULLY EDITED*

Damon: She stalks toward me gracefully, that murderous gleam in her eyes, and the energy of her powers buzzing through the air. She looks like she wants to end me, and she could. She could engulf me in flames right here and right now without lifting a finger. It should disturb me, it should make me tremble, but instead I nearly fall to my knees before her in worship. She has already destroyed me, yet I'm ready to beg her to do it again, consequences be damned. Aylin: My chest heaves, and my fists clench as I slowly walk over to the wall I have him bound to with my magic. That forsaken part of my mind whispers at me to burn this castle to the ground, let us both burn and perish here in our own misery and the shattered pieces of this demented love we have for each other. Yet when his red eyes meet mine, they're only filled with adoration. My own heart stutters in response, but I continue to stalk forth. *Consider this your trigger warning, I will only post a trigger warning for the prologue, after that read at your own risk. Aylin has severe PTSD and frequent flashbacks, so even if you skip the prologue you will still encounter pieces of it. Other than on screen rape, there is violence, gore, and torture *This is the sequel to Alpha's Fallen Angel, this book will not make sense unless you read that first *Aylin is a very complex character, and I've turned out to be deeply protective of her lol, all I ask is that you're patient with her and her healing. Thank you all for reading and for all the support, you all rock :)

This is the unedited version Amara Dawson grew up in the Red Moon pack. It's the only pack she knew and despite being their female Beta, she never felt at home. When her life crumbles in front of her, she runs the first chance she gets and ends up at the border of Alpha Roman's pack. Finally being free of the chains that bound her, she quickly embraces the person she has always wanted to be. Alpha Roman has lived a life of success; feared by his enemies but loved by his pack, he's the strongest alpha in his part of the world. Being 26 and not yet having found his mate, he wonders if his dark soul was always meant to be alone, shunned by the Moon Goddess due to a part of him he never asked for. Yet when the seemingly carefree Amara shows up at his border he's entranced by her. His soul calls out to her, but when her soul answers back he knows there a lot more to the little she-wolf, more than she herself knows.