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**

Distant descendant to the throne, Anevay was raised in a rural town where all she did was dream of life in the city, a life she knew she would never have. On the eve of her wedding to a man thirty-five years her senior, the kingdom is thrown into upheaval after a failed coup left her uncle, the king, and her cousins dead. And leaving Anevay herself... the heir apparent. She found herself torn away from the only world she'd ever known, and thrust into a position she was always told she would never hold. Queen. Palace life had none of the thrills of the city she'd dreamed about. But it did have several intriguing-and frustratingly handsome-men there, meant to assist her in her new duties as ruler. Riven, her guard, a headstrong and reckless man whose thirst for blood hid a softer, kinder side. Tolliver, her political mentor, an arrogant curmudgeon bent on making her feel a fool at every turn. Casimir, her personal palace physician, someone meant to know every secret of her body. And Penn, an ambassador from an exotic land she'd never even heard of, a devilishly good-looking and sensual man who always seemed to find a reason to be near. She was meant to be fixing the damage of the attempted coup, bringing her people back to the glory they'd once known, yet the lure of these men around her proves too strong to fight. But enemies abounded, threatening not only the relationships between Anevay and the men she was beginning to love, but the success of her kingdom, and her very life... * HEA. No triggers. Some swords cross (in all the ways that swords can cross), others do not. If you don't want to wait for new chapters, this book is available to purchase on your favorite retailers.

Sequel to Upon Wings Of Change. The dragonets are flourishing; both those in the park and those helping the Kymari. As the first dragonets to hatch in the Kymari civilization, Tessa and her brother are paving a new path as they grow up and learn how to fit into the world. New beginnings are often great things, but sometimes shadows from the distant past come calling. ----------------------------------- I did not originally intend to write a sequel to Upon Wings of Change, but due to a rather large number of requests from numerous individuals, here it is - my first-ever sequel... The cover was created by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given.

This is a human x naga romance novel, so its not for everyone. There are inhuman aspects to the body of one of the characters (obviously) but they fall in love and get sexy anyway. You've been warned. Nash is retired. After seven years of fighting in a war on behalf of an empire that wasn't his home, he was granted citizenship and retirement. He can live in style the rest of his days... but Nash isn't interested in living in style. Instead, he claims a secluded cabin that was built in an ancient, unsettled forest. He wants to start fresh, and forget the things he did during the war. But the townsfolk in the nearby village are whispering about monsters in the woods. They warn him that he'll die if he stays out there. And there is something out there. Something big. But Chass, the monster, is the one who is in for a surprise. Nash's people don't believe in monsters. They believe in gods. What will this monster do when the human he's decided to kill worships him? It's frustrating, and totally not what he planned! Why is the warrior making little wooden shrines to him? Why does the human bow and say he's alright with Chass taking his life? This annoying human who is a competent warrior, a strong and independent man with soft hair and soft skin, who says Chass can do whatever he wants...wait... wait.... this just might work out. TW: sexual content, explicit content and language, violence, fantasy death, hunting animals/prey Kinks: praise kink (literally, Chass really likes that Nash thinks he's a god), size difference, monster dick, a little interesting bondage and immobilization, lots of "say I'm your prince" and "you're mine" and possessive behavior, yay!

Zoey Gunner never visits Pine Falls, Colorado, her mother's mysterious hometown. But when Zoey's estranged grandmother passes away, the crafty crocheter volunteers to venture into the unknown to clean out the woman's cabin. Besides, she needs some distance from a set of lovingly overbearing brothers. A chance to prove her independence. But when an unclear flyer lands Zoey and her balls of yarn in the middle of a motorcycle club's bar, she becomes tangled with the residents of Pine Falls. One handsome biker in particular seems hell bent on tying her up in knots. Warner Jameson wants Zoey. She smells like the perfect mate with a side of maple syrup and her laughter is the sweetest sound he's ever heard. When the woman appears in the Dark Moon Riders' bar toting a bag of crafts and showing no fear toward the mass of intimidating bikers, it's all Warner can do to keep from kneeling at her feet. The problem is, not only is Zoey an out-of-towner, she's human. And he's...not. Unwilling to let his supernatural secret ruin his happiness, Warner decides to show Zoey just how lovable a monster can be. It helps that she needs rescuing a time or two. But what start out as unlucky accidents, soon become clear actions of sabotage against the woman he's falling for. Someone in Pine Falls doesn't want Zoey sticking around. Asking her to stay is dangerous but leaving means a broken heart... *Note: this story has not been professionally edited. Sorry for any typos!

The kingdom needs an heir. But the king is old, sick, and incapable of performing. So he came up with a plan. His guard will bed the new queen. He doesn't know that the queen's personal guard is also bedding her. As is her lady's maid. While the kingdom waits for an heir, there are plots of a coup afoot, threatening the queen and the men and woman who had claimed her heart... * Why choose/ RH historical fantasy. This book features MF, FF, MM, MFM scenes. One of the female characters only has spicy scenes with the heroine. The heroine has spicy scenes with everyone. *

It's hard enough being the only human on this alien planet with no memory of how I got here. I have no business being imprisoned by a military Captain. But here I am, handcuffed for weeks to a brooding, powerful warrior that's convinced I'm a spy. I've been a servant at the Captain's camp for months-cooking, cleaning, and living peacefully. When his tent catches fire, and I'm accused of spying, I'm taken as his prisoner. I don't know how I'll survive eating, bathing, and sharing a bed with the intense man for weeks. If the war raging across the planet doesn't kill me, the building tension between the Captain and me will do the trick. *This is a sample. This story is on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/author/elainewaters

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox

What do you get when you mix a trader woman, a cursed werewolf, a dangerous forest, and a sadistic warlord? Nothing good. On her way home from a summer of trading, Olivia didn't want to hire a cursed werewolf as an escort, but he was the only one willing to guide her over the treacherous Navier mountains. Not only do they have to contend with bandits and dangerous animals lurking among the trees, but they also have to dodge unscrupulous war parties who are determined to track them down. They forgot one thing though - curses don't play by the rules. ---------------- Please note that this is NOT a love-at-first-sight or matebond werewolf style of book, nor does it have werewolf ranks like Alphas, Betas, or Omegas. This book isn't a horror story. It's more of a fantasy-adventure theme. This book has nothing in common with my other werewolf stories. Copyright March 2022. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *magic rules* as long as credit is given.