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?

**The Season Series Prequel (#0.5)** Isabelle de Haviland is hopelessly in love with Prince Leopold of Germania. Fortunately for her, the dashing foreign prince is her betrothed, thanks to a decade-old marriage treaty signed by her father, the Duke of Kentshire. But Kentshire is a rich and bountiful duchy, with Isabelle as its sole heiress. Whomever she marries will inherit her father's lands, which sit on the hotly contested border between Germania and Pretania. Refusing to be outwitted by his own duke, the King of Pretania summons Isabelle to Highcastle Palace as a debutante for his son, Graham, the temperamental crown prince. Determined to remain loyal to her husband-to-be, Isabelle is forced to navigate the tricky waters of the royal court all while keeping the meddlesome prince at an arm's length. But all is fair in love and war and Prince Graham is not one to lose at either...

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

The great land of Akna is under the threat of the Hollowers, the infamous enemy no one seems to know about. As his fairy abilities are growing, so are Ferry's doubts about his purpose in this strange, new world -- is he really the Saviour of Akna or he's just a tool in a twisted game of power led by obscure forces? In a turn of unexpected events, Ferry loses his magical skills and is forced to run and hide from his own people along with Matilda with whom he has a complicated relationship. To gain his abilities back, Ferry must complete five magical tasks. Mere humans now, Ferry and Matilda must find their way back to their friends and to the Moon's Tear in a world hostile to humans. Furthermore, the fae folk seems to be the reason for the unexplained disappearances of people in the human world. Will they be able to succeed in a foreign, dangerous land? And how are they going to complete this difficult challenge when their feelings for each other are growing with each task?

"People in this town are more bound to fairies than they want to admit..." These words have been haunting Ferry for the past six years. Ferry Donovan is a sixteen human-years-old fairy with an interesting life. During the day, he behaves like an ordinary youngster, spending time with his friends, doing his chores, and dreaming about a special girl. At night, he must train to become the Saviour of Akna, his fairy homeland. Everything changes when a boy comes to town, saying he is the lost son of Ferry's human-parents. Now, Ferry and his friends - both human and fae - must find out who this boy is and what are his intentions. Meanwhile, the town of Goodharts is preparing to enter the seventh year since the last vanishing into the Shepherd's Forest. But this is not the strangest of the things occurring. Over the years, Ferry has learned that the Pride Mansion hides many secrets, and they are all connected to an odd reunion of rich people called The Quest. Yet all these become somehow less important compared to Ferry's biggest concern - the girl he likes might not feel the same.

**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.

*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!!*

They say her voice was once bewitching to all who heard it. She was like a siren luring sailors to their deaths on quiet nights... Those are just rumours that once were, truth be told the youngest daughter of the Count was a mute. Her voice had long been lost in her childhood years, disappearing like a whisper in the wind soon to be forgotten. She too disappeared with it, fading into the background, outshined by her talented siblings. The harder she tried to regain her worth, the more she was ignored. Until a chance encounter with a stranger changes everything... Word count: [100,000 - 150,000] *This story has a professionally edited version published with its COMPLETED version currently ONLY AVAILABLE on AMAZON and KINDLE *

****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.