Amazing Cover by ONYXVIXEN I was not meant to be here. I had a life back home, not quite fulfilling but a life nonetheless Then I'm miraculously thrust into the past, into a civilization lost by time, into a world torn apart by war. And a dark roughened male looks at me like i hung the moon and single handedly carved the heavens His gaze is all I've ever desired and his touch ignites a fire that refuses to be extinguished I am torn between returning to all i know and embracing everything I've ever wanted.

When high-powered, black lawyer, Stella, is married to her job, she never expects to be shipped away to an idyllic cabin resort in Hawaii. With the help of the sun, sand, and sea, she settles into her tropical getaway and befriends the resort's manager. Jason, the resort manager's son, wants nothing to do with Stella, whatsoever. As she comes to love the resort and the people in it, Stella soon discovers a budding family feud that plagues the resort grounds - while trying to wrap her head around what is Jason's deal with her. Get carried away with seductive surprises and shocking truths as she "lets herself go" with this beautiful, sexy man. Mature Content and Strong Language (Completed) Highest Ranking: #1 JasonMomoa 8/4/2019 #1 in Polynesian 6/19/2019 #2 in MulticulturalRomance 7/7/2019

The tall, Polynesian beauty's eyes were shockingly pure white while the other team members waited for her divine intel. Her name was Prophet for obvious reasons. Her beautiful tribal tattoo crawled up from her right arm to her neck. It shined in gold brilliance while she manifested her otherworldly power. "This U.S. waiting and anticipating type of shit is why I transferred out to New Zealand Ops," muttered 1st Team Gunner Diablo. He was telepathically pulling a football from the rec room table as it effortlessly smacked into his hand. The football immediately disappeared into a vortex after Diablo threw it in. Jojo looked at Diablo quizzically. "What? My son starts football next week and he needed one, it beats going to Walmart." Prophet's eyes returned to her normal shade of brown. "So what's the 411?" inquired Jojo. "The Hispanic who goes by the name Priest was the lone witness. I couldn't first-person view the whole incident cause the fucking anufe low-level demigod was too inebriated and stoned out of his mind to provide any reliable intel. Saint revealed his divine form but thankfully Priest was incapacitated. He also reported Saint left on his own accord," reported Prophet. She refused to believe her cousin Saint would've betrayed his teammates. "That's bullshit, Saint's loyal to a fault," stated Dice and Deuce simultaneously. "I hate when you guys do that, it's creepy as fuck," muttered Diablo. "Wasn't what your wife said when we was pulling a two-fer on her last night," responded the twins humorously. The team chuckled quietly. All of the teammates hailed from the South Pacific, but not all of them were of the same realm. Deuce and Dice, Prophet, and JoJo were from the Tiafau Realm where Saint and Sinner's Tagaloa bloodline ruled. Diablo was a Hawaiian god from the Koa Realm, and Specs was a Maori god from the Kaha Realm. But they all belonged to the same genealogy of purebloods. © 2020 Jeannie Mane. All rights reserved.

Laura is trapped in an elevator. She has been there for as long as she can remember. The elevator is going down. She doesn't think she's alone. . . --- A short HORROR story from the author of CUPID'S MATCH and DEVILS INC. Previously featured on Wattpad. Find me on Instagram @LaurenPalphreyman

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