*Now published as a full ebook and paperback novel. Buy now on www.authoranhorton.com* How far would you go to keep a promise? When twelve-year-old Oliver Ainsworth promised his life to Avery Hastings, she never believed him. After years apart, through war and tragedy, it seems even more likely that he's forgotten her entirely. And she's moved on as well. Haunted by their parents' gruesome murder and the overbearing debt they'd left behind, Avery and her sister both sell themselves into different trades to make their livings, to pay back the murderer before he comes for them too. As for Oliver? The war came for him just like it came for every other young boy in their village. Or so Avery thinks. Until her employment with a wealthy family in France forces their two worlds to collide once more and she learns there's far more to the boy she knew than she could have ever imagined. Bound by a contract neither of them ever signed, they must come together again after years apart, after being worlds away, after becoming different people. A contract which states that they are overdue for their own wedding. But, after a lengthy engagement, when Oliver gives Avery the chance to opt out... will she even want to?

In the shadows of Kyungwoon, a mysterious and unforgiving land, Eun Seong Ri navigates a life shrouded in secrets and pain. Haunted by amnesia and tormented by a heartless mother, her existence is a delicate dance on the edge of disaster. When fate catapults her into the path of the brooding Crown Prince, the sparks are less than romantic. As a sinister vampire preys on the town's children, Eun Seong Ri's dark past threatens to consume her, and the Prince's motives seem as cryptic as the shadows that whisper her name... Stay tuned! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ No part of this book is to be retrieved or taken without my consent. Plagiarism is a crime. This book's upgraded version is currently available on Amazon Kindle! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Story language: English Setting:Joseon Dynasty ( Korea) Word Count--(150,000- 170,000)

She was the favored daughter of a medieval lord. He was a wealthy prince, a girl's dream. No one thought he would ever visit her father's little kingdom. But he did. That's when the excitement began. In quieter times, when the moon was full, her thoughts sometimes went to another. Though beneath her in rank, there was something in his eyes when he looked at her. . . She should have paid him no mind. There is no way she could have known what was coming.

Wang Li Xun, the Crown Prince, goes out hunting for the Celestial Flower to save his mother from a terminal illness. When he nearly dies from the attack of a mythical beast, he is saved by a mysterious boy who lives in the mountains. To repay his kindness, Li Xun offers the boy a place to stay in his royal palace and employs him to be his personal bodyguard. But little does he know that he has brought home a girl instead. Completed: 4/2/2020 (Word count: 60,000 - 70,000) Highest rankings: #1 in Historical Fiction #1 in Romance #5 in Diverse Lit Featured on Wattpad || Community Curator: @KateLorraine - May 2022 Featured on Wattpad || Lunar New Year - February 2022 Featured on WattpadAsianFantasy || Asian Fantasy Recommendations - September 2021 Featured on Wattpad || Stories of Trailblazing Asian Characters - May 2021 ========================================== Copyright © 2019-2023 by Kim_Knights

Book 1 of It's You Series. Hwang Eun-bi, a boyish noblewoman, stumbles upon the Crown Prince of Joseon and is forced to participate in the Selection of the Crown Princess. ***** Clumsy, cheeky and ungraceful-Eun-bi defies all the rules of how a noble lady should behave. When she chances upon a highly regarded nobleman, one whose demeanour is as cold as ice, she takes up the challenge to break his rules and his walls. Will she win in the end? Or will she lose to his stone-cold attitude? What happens when she crosses the line and discovers that he isn't just an ordinary nobleman? Completed: 31/3/2021 (Word count: 110,000 - 120,000) This story contains PG13 violence and is a work of fiction. Characters, organisations, name of places and incidents may not be historically accurate. Highest ranking: #1 in Historical Fiction #1 in Drama #3 in Humor #28 in Romance ========================================= Copyright © 2020-2023 by Kim_Knights

THREE YEARS OF FRIENDSHIP VANISHED IN SECONDS. SEVEN YEARS LATER, THEIR PATHS CROSS AGAIN. TWO RAVAGED HEARTS, ONE MISSION. Iolanthe Mi is done running from her past. It's time for her to go back, return to the life she used to live. And when the children of a prominent, upcoming politician are kidnapped, she knows she's the right person to retrieve them. She just didn't expect the case to have an uncanny link to her, or that the boy who broke her heart all those years ago to be working on it too. Louis Sanchez had spent the past seven years living in varying degrees of guilt. Ever since that fateful day, he'd almost barely caught a single glance at her. And after a year of radio silence from Io after the war ended, he was almost starting to lose hope. But then, there she was: in all her glory, working on the same case as he was. The war may have ended, but the grudges and blood debts hadn't been paid yet. And as they investigate deeper and deeper into this strange web of lies, deception, corruption and blackmail, old secrets and skeletons long buried slowly rear their heads. History was always doomed to repeat itself, isn't that how it goes? (book #3 of 3 in the lady kuroki's school for girls trilogy, the second instalment in the silk and steel chronicles can be read as a stand-alone)

****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.

*SEQUEL to I Am Bree* **Copyrighted** His hand snatched my wrist out of the air, tugging it. With my momentum, I slammed right into him, but I went fighting, my free fist pummeling his stomach. He grabbed the hand and pushed me backwards, keeping the space small between us. I was too angry to notice anything until my back hit the wall. "Look at me." His voice rumbled right above me, barely more than a whisper. "Don't tell me what to do!" I kicked at him, continuing to struggle as fiercely as I could. "Look at me." He said again. "Like hell." I kicked him in the shin, but he didn't even flinch and closed the space between us entirely so I could barely move. "Look me in the eyes and tell me what you think of me." He growled. I looked up at him, panting heavily from my anger. "I said: don't tell me what to do." I ground out. "You don't have the right to talk to me that way." He moved back slightly. "That's right." A strange glint appeared in his eyes. "Think hard on this right now, Bree, and remember it the next time someone else tries to talk to you like that." I had never heard him speak so seriously and with such conviction. "What is wrong with you?" I snapped. "You did that on purpose." The corner of his lip lifted gently in the hint of an arrogant smirk. *I couldn't find the original creators for the pictures I used to make my cover, but all the credit goes to them!!*

**Copyrighted** *Sequel to I Am Who* *Book 3* "I told you not to protect me! I told you not to get hurt!" I exploded, whirling to face him. "You should have listened to me. You promi-" My word cut off as he fairly launched himself out of his seat, closing the distance between us in two, large steps. His hands cupped my cheeks, and his lips captured mine. There was a roughness in the action, and I stood for a brief moment in shock at what was happening. The need in his touch, however, elicited an instinctive response within me. I kissed him back, my hands forming fists at my sides wary of his many injuries. Tears welled beneath my lids at the pain he was undergoing for me. Again. And then His hands slid down my sides, pushing my arms up to rest on his shoulders as he closed the remaining space between us. All thoughts except him fled from my mind, and I clutched at him with all the varied emotions swirling through me as a guide. For some reason neither of us could explain, we'd held ourselves back for all this time. There had always been something getting in the way, and besides that, both of us had been so emotionally broken, we'd almost been too scared to reach out and take hold of one another for fear the dream we were experiencing would dissipate if we tried. The separation had pushed us further apart, too, and I had thought...well, I had foolishly thought I was smart and that I knew so much about what he was feeling, but that wasn't the case at all, because here he was: holding me as if I was the only thing keeping him alive. Whatever came, I wanted to be with him. I was done letting go and running away.

Eleanor Caldwell had been engaged from birth to marry the future King Mathew. That all changed when her father died, as wealth and status can only be inherited by men and not by women. Now, she is living the life of a servant on her uncle's estate. Her life consists of a never-ending slew of chores, demands, and back-lashings. She has given up on the life she once knew. But what happens when another Prince, the very brother of Mathew, happens to take refuge on his tour of the country? Will she continue living her poverty-stricken life or will his presence lead to a series of events that flip everything she knows and has dreamed of on its head?