[COMPLETED NOVEL] Step into the Darkin World - A post-apocalyptic world of magic & romance! 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫-𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫... Fate is a cruel bitch, according to Breqlynn Darkin. When she accidentally bonds a shapeshifter this foul-mouthed, reckless witch must find a way to break the eternal link. In doing so, she's put up against the alpha of all alphas, Wolfrick Jaeger. When Wolf finds himself bound to his enemy, he wants blood. Honor dictates he must kill the descendant of the witch who cursed his race. Unfortunately with them linked, Breq's death would mean his. Sparks fly as these two mortal enemies come together. Will the duty-bound shifter decide to throw caution to the wind and kill the witch? Or will Wolfrick decide to keep Breqlynn for himself, breaking all the rules?

[Watty's 2017 Shortlisted] Every cape needs a magician, and every magician a cape. That's what Aldeheid was told. A cape killer, an exiled Prince. That's what Aldeheid had become. After being banished from his home at the Etheria Bastion, Aldeheid finds himself homeless and hopeless. But a chance encounter with the mysterious Kitaya the Unwanted gives him the opportunity to set himself on a better path. However, determination alone isn't enough to prepare for the danger ahead, and a looming doom that threatens to change the very fabric of earth. As he and Kitaya fight their way through the realms, Aldeheid will find himself caught between a past the keeps haunting him, and an uncertain future. For earth was meant to be his new home. His new beginning. But earth is on the brink of destruction. *** Awesome cover was made Zuko @Ideologically

Her presence was accentuated by the sharpness of her elongated nails and the elegance of her pointed chin, which contributed to her exquisitely defined jawline. With every step she took, her ears twitched as if attuned to the secrets whispered by the surrounding wilderness, while her nimble fingers gracefully brushed aside any obstructing vegetation that dared to cross her path. And as she fluttered her enchanting eyelashes, Calvin couldn't help but be drawn to the mesmerizing juxtaposition before him-a single eye possessed a clarity of light blue, while its counterpart exuded an enigmatic mist of ethereal purple, a sight that held a spellbinding mystery all its own. The pixies' delicate movements came to a sudden halt, their bodies dropping gracefully to the forest floor. Heads bowed, they paid homage to the figure that had captured their attention. The music that had filled the air moments ago ceased, leaving only the soft sound of liquid dripping from the glistening foliage. It was the pixie queen who had arrived.