*Mature Content* She'd been raised from the start to be different: a warrior rather than your typical maiden. Bliss had been trained by her military father in the hopes that she would one day become one of Aridonya's most elite soldiers, a protector of the kingdom... until she's unexpectedly betrothed to the prince. Her past is filled with secrets she's never told anyone before, and soon it will rise once more to meet her in the flesh. As Bliss fights to gain the respect she deserves, she'll need every ounce of support to get her through the raging war in her mind and out on the battle field. #4 out of 600+ stories in #femalewarrior (11/19/20) #2 out of 800+ stories in #originalfiction (2/12/22) #183 out of 1.40k+ stories in #magicalcreatures (10/14/20)

Ace. That's what people called her, a very young assassin at the age of 10. She's being taken by the Scarlette Organization at the age of 8. Surprised? Well face it. She's what they labeled ace among ace or better an elite because of her skills. Pretty cool right? Well she's not some average girl like the other kids as she'd been raised with training different type of martial arts and wielding the deathly weapons. While the other kids at same age of her were raised with playing doll or having fun with their friend, Ace didn't bother instead filled her childhood with lots of difficult and harsh training in order to become strong. She would nonstop practicing and grew stronger everyday. She aimed to avenge for her family and that's what she lived for; revenge. Being a professional assassin, she's always remained poker face and never show her emotion to other. It's started because of her bad memory in past that made her changed. What will happen when she's been asked to protect the heir of the Amerald throne; prince Alexander De'Vousher Conner from being targetted by the unknown people who hated the royal family. But Ace hesitated to return to where she came from. All the memory of her past were playing in her mind. She's afraid if people recognized her (although the first rule of assassin is to hide your identity; must wear a mask). She's once came from the noble family; her parents were the Duke and Duchess of Amerald and that's mean she's well known to the Amerald people as Lady Ann Lilith Blance. What's she afraid the most is if she has to face-to-face with the prince, her childhood friend. "Your eyes reminded me of someone" - Prince Alexander. "And who it might be?" - Ace. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The lovely story cover was made by @JinAhUnnie ;)

NOW A PUBLISHED BOOK!! Centuries have passed since the Wars. In the beginning it was hatred and greed that filled the leaders of the old world, fueling them to take up arms against neighboring countries. Nations went to war against one another and soon all forms of government fell as chaos took over, leaving everyone to fend for themselves. Soon, mankind's destructive nature took over and left the majority of the world in ruin. Those that were left were quick to blame who was behind the demise of civilization itself. Over time, women gathered and began to believe that it was men who were responsible as they are temperate and quick to act on anger. But men blamed women who would deceive and manipulate them. This ultimately caused one last battle known as the Great War, causing thousands of fatalities until there was hardly anyone left. It was then that the few leaders that were left, now known as the High Kings and Queens, made a pact to never repeat the past. Men and women would live separately and never speak again, except every year a selected tribe from each gender would gather to procreate at the ceremony known as the Skabelse to keep the population arise. Rowan, a hardened warrior princess, is one of the many chosen as a tribute for her tribe, the Glade. Being raised to hate men, she sees this being worse than a death sentence. Will Rowan be able to look past her abhorrence for the opposite gender when she is paired with the handsome Prince from Rorik? Highest Rank in Science Fiction: 271 Highest Rank in Dystopian: 2 Highest Rank in Fantasy: 555 Highest Rank in Future: 16 Highest Rank in Apocalypse: 39 Highest Ranking in Undiscovered: 19

"They were like three half-naked supermodels with bedhair and matching movie star grins. What did I get myself into...?." Serena Jones an eighteen year old graduate, is moving out into a loft in New York. Only, she isn't moving in with any old friends or a girl going to the same universty... she's moving in with three handsome, young college boys who are wilder than she's used to. They pull pranks, laugh and even try to cheer her up with girly movies. As friendship with them unravels as do some feelings... And with a complicated past which made her run, Serena is stuck somewhere between her wants and her fears.

TRAILER IN CHAPTER 1 #1 Memories 10/10/2019 #1 Hurt 27/09/2019 #1 Werewolf 04/07/2019 #1 Blind 09/02/2020 #1 Time 10/06/2020 There are three of them They are ruthless They are cursed They are Immortal They are the HellHounds. ****** They were a legend. A story. But all legends are based off of truth. "Don't go out after dark," My father said. "Don't go anywhere alone," My father said "Don't go deep into the woods, for that is where he waits," My father said. I never broke a rule. I was a good girl. But my question always was, what do I do when the monster comes out to play? *** I was blind, so I slowly walk forward, not knowing where he is exactly. But I use my senses. I let this connection pull into a direction. As I slowly walk ,I reach my hand out, "Where are you?" I asked quietly. A big and calloused hand touches my own. From that one touch, electric shocks courses through my body, a strange and warming sensation. I flinched and gasped in fright. The big and strong hand gently grabs mine and softly pulls me forward. A breath hits my face slightly. I was right in front of him. He leans down toward my ear, his lips almost touching it. His breath makes chills run over my neck as he whispers very quietly with a deep and rough voice, "Here I am." *** If you want this book to make sense to you, I would suggest you read Book 2 of my Blood Moon Pack series, it completed and ready to read. You can still read this as stand alone, however there is more information held in Book 2.

~In a world full of mythical creatures and other terrifying beasts~ **Mature Content** Rylan Cooper was different from the other little boys and girls... He was a half breed, Werewolf, and Vampire... Claimed valuable and rare in the world. He was taken at the age of 4 from the alpha and Luna of Ryewood. Who could do nothing but search for their beloved son? He was used, tortured. Hundreds of physical and emotional scars left when he was finally rescued 16 years later and deemed to be the new alpha of his father's pack... His parents were proud of him, but Rylan took about a year to even speak, let alone be able to run a whole pack. And as his recovery continues, a new piece is fitted into his puzzle of a brain, when his mate is revealed to him. Releasing the beasts inside of him.

Nicholas Adams has lived a life of abuse from his alcoholic father and sex addict mother. So growing up was tough. He makes sure everyone fears him. He refuses to get close to anyone. But, new girl Alice might be the one to change his plans. Alice navigates through the ups and downs of high school trying to hide her feelings for the cold and closed off Nicholas. Little does she know, Nick harbors the same feelings. As soon as Nicks eyes land on the fragile Alice, his heart desires her. But with so much baggage on both sides, could they really make it out of high school hand in hand? ~~ "I love the things you hate about yourself. And we're going to do this your way. If you're not ready I'm not either." My hands drop to my side at what he says and my eyes fill with tears. "Alice we don't have to..." His hand cups my cheek and I place mine over his. "I love you," I whisper and his forehead falls against mine. ~~ Highest rankings: #1 in badboy #1 in teenfiction #1 in possessive #1 in protective #1 in goodgirl #1 in insecure #4 in love #5 in romance WARNING: swearing, mature scenes, references and actions of abuse Posted: 5/17/20

In Belcourt, they rear weapons no man can contend with: women. Sasha was never meant to be in the Court of Flowers, one of the most sought-after courts in Belcourt, but when she is suddenly placed there without warning, she discovers a world far from what she expected--one that reeks of passion, seduction, secrets, and betrayal. ***** Belcourt, an orphanage for young girls, keeps many secrets within its walls. Among those are the four courts that rear the kingdom's most powerful weapons: the Ladies of Belcourt. Sasha is safely tucked away in the Court of Libraries when Belcourt makes a sudden decision it has never done before in more than half a century. She is transferred into the Court of Flowers, the most famous court of all, where she is expected to service gentlemen who paid their way in for a Belle, a woman trained to please, seduce, and spy. Things take a turn when she is introduced to the mysterious West Blackwood who has a very different service in mind, one too tempting and one that may ultimately change Sasha's safe life in Belcourt. Torn between powerful forces, both the kingdom and Belcourt itself, Sasha will have to determine where her loyalties lie: to the man who not only infuriates her at every turn but also awakens sensations she never felt before? Or to the place that has always been her home since the day she walked away from a cottage with two dead bodies?

He runs his fingers through her hair and tugs on it. "You're my doll," he says as he breathes her in. "You need me. You're mine to play with. You're mine. Without me, you're nothing." What happens when he one day disappears and the monsters buried deep in the basement begin scratching the walls and howling her name in the night? Why does her mother force big yellow pills down her throat, saying it's for the best? Why isn't she allowed in the basement? Who's in the basement? What's in the basement? Who is the little boy with sunken eyes and hollow cheeks, crying for his mother? Tick tock, Monique. The monsters are crawling up the basement. And they're coming for you.