Lady Victoria Ashdown will do anything to protect her inheritance and defeat her conniving stepmother, even if it means competing against the young, beautiful and talented debutantes in the most wicked social season in town...to find a charming husband. ***** Levi Everard was once a charmer, until he hid himself in his Standbury estate for reasons only he knows. Now, he is back in town, no longer the charmer, but the man forced to find Victoria Ashdown a husband, for friendship's sake. She is his good friend, he tells himself. Nothing more. And good friends are not supposed to kiss... *This story is a standalone title in the Everard Family series. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

👑1 in Queen Series👑 (Warning: Dark themes & sexual assault) I will have you...all of you, Esmerleda," he said as his eyes raked over my body. I tried to get away. His other arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. "No you wont!" I spat angrily at him, my body gradually welcoming in his warmth. I hate him. "I will," he claimed, his smile making the scar on his face look even more fierce. "I will have your body, heart, soul. Everything," he growled, as I watched his eyes zero in on my lips. "Don't you dare!" I panicked. I shoved with all my might at his chest. He let me go quickly, making me almost fall into the table. "Don't you ever touch me again!" He chuckled as he grabbed my glass of wine. "Till our wedding night." ******* Esmerelda is devastated when the Lycan kingdom demolishes her own. Seeing almost everyone she knows and love killed right before her eyes, she expects the same fate. But when a man interrupts the massacre to announce that she will be the one spared, she is forced to go to the kingdom of monsters. She is forced to become their Queen, their beast of a King's wife, and forced to live among them. Will she survive the brutal world that they live in, or will it be to much for her mundane mind to handle? *Cover: @17Serenity **Completed & Unedited

Animosity between Humans and Faeriekind has long plagued the lands of Orphic, but began to fade in recent years. However, the newfound peace between species balances on a very thin thread which may soon break. With the emergence of a group known as Ironblades, Faeriekind is once again in danger. These Humans will stop at nothing to see all Faeries, and anyone born of Faerie blood, burnt to ash. Kalian Deirdre may be his people's last hope. It is up to him to infiltrate an Ironblade unit and uncover the true nature of their plot against Faeries before it's too late, but that will prove difficult. Moira Lev is an Ironblade Commander and well known for her hatred towards Faeries. Getting close to her won't be an easy task, and remaining undiscovered will be even harder. Regardless of the risks, Kalian is determined to succeed. He has to, or it will mean the extinction of his species as a whole. Warning: This book, while being a work of fiction, still deals with real elements. There are chapters dealing with sexual content, gore, PTSD, child loss (prior to current story), genocide, torture, and other topics which some might find triggering. Completed April 2, 2022 *UNSOLICITED CRITICS MAY BE MUTED* see bio

•Mature Content• "Is it really so unbelievable that I would kiss you? That I want you?" he asks, the softness of his tone gliding its way across my skin. "Because I plan to do it over and over again." *** While working her job at an Inn, Akara is faced with a mysterious stranger, who blows in with the wind, followed by the terrible rumours that surrounds his name. A Hunter. A man who kills, and leaves no trace. Needing her invaluable knowledge, the Hunter kidnaps Akara, however, is intercepted on his journey, by an unstoppable force. A King. Instead of throwing Akara into a prison, the King makes a deal. She has freedom within his magnificent palace in return for her company. However, making a deal with a powerful man sinks her deep into his world, and the danger is possesses. And all the while, she must battle her feelings for the wrong man, and decide her fate.

Bayliy is a student at Westwood high. Where only rich people send their kids, all the kids have back stories except for Bayliy. No one knows where she came from but she's there. She avoids everyone and waits but what is she waiting for?

Years ago there was a blackout. One day all the lights went out. The cars stopped running. Electricity no longer existed. Nothing that ran on electricity works anymore. People panicked and tried to survive for as long as they could. Some made it out of cities the others stayed. Our government fell and militias took control. The Monroe militia took over. Then one day he found electricity again. He used it for bad and soon conquered the whole world. Years later our world now runs on electricity again. The Monroe militia is still in power and they force teens to go into an academy to train as merciless killers. This is where I go. One question I always have in mind is, In a world where hope is the only thing we have, Can love exist in the middle of all this war?

| ranked #1 | | 4.24.16| | completed | | wattpad featured story 8/17/16 | | winner of a collectors edition WATTY 2016 | "How many times do I have to say this until you accept it? Those people are mine, those soldiers are mine, you are mine." I freeze. "Well," I straighten my spine, tightening my fists," I am not to be owned by anyone, least of all you. And my people aren't either. I will not allow you to do this." "You won't allow me to?" He scoffs. "And how are you going to stop me?" "If you do not call off this awful plan, I will reject you, as my mate." highest rank: 1

He was poison. The kind that seeped into your veins and pumped with your blood. The moment he breathed the same air as you, you were infected. The kind that killed you slowly until the moment it decided it was your time and then it happened all at once. Every time, every time you could hand me the antidote and I would refuse it. Cause I secretly thrived to have his poison rushing through my body. If I was infected it meant he was close, meant he was there. How long could I survive this? How long would it take for him to kill me? After all, the moment we locked eyes I had one foot in the grave.

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"Oh my God, Zara," he whispered, taking a good look at me. The insecurity managed to break through my amorousness. "I knew you were a beautiful woman, but damn, you're about to kill me with those curves." "I..." I wrapped my arms around chest, feebly trying to shield myself from his stare. Shame churned within my stomach. "I-Is that a bad thing?" "No, it's a very good thing." Gently, he pushes my arms away so I can't hide myself anymore. I sighed as his fingers drew little lines along the curves of my hips. "Almost makes we wish I was a race car driver so I could fully appreciate them."