This is book one of a three book series. All of them are on Amazon, but I started writing the story on wattpad and wanted to keep it here for memories. Enjoy! _____________________________________________ "Beautiful women always fall for me." Sarcasm was laced in her words. "Glad to know i'm just a number to you." He stopped crawling beside her and dropped his joking manner as he saw the dark haired girl had grown visibly upset. Kandor shook his head, "I don't dream of you that way in the slightest, Chrissa." Her eyes shifted to his lips, and then back up at his eyes. "W-we shouldn't get distracted." --------------------------- On a dark night before supper, princess Chrissa's world turns upside down as her palace is being invaded, and she suddenly has to flee from her murderous fiancé Stephen who is only after one thing. A sacred thing. Her palace ring-so that he can reverse time, and become the most powerful in all of the land of the Fae. Quickly, it is learned she needs to flee to Endlaysha-where all the other royals go to hide. As she's being accompanied by a dashing palace gaurd-Michael, feelings arise that she wishes would go away. Chaos occurs as they are captured by the Vampire King, and he takes them as prisoners. Would you eventually be able to save the world from selfish Fae creatures and Vampires who will stop at nothing to obtain power greedily? Would you even want to? Especially when you're Vampire Kings' latest obsession... ----------------------------- [Trigger warning: Mature themes, and 18+ content.] #1 youngwritersshortstory February 2021 #1 adult content March 2021 #4 in faeries March 2021 #8 in monarchy october 2021 #5 gothic romance october 2022 #2 vampire royalty october 2022 #2 wattpad creator october 2022 #2 in faeries November 2022

THE AMBY AWARDS 2022 WINNER (Best Series) Book One (Book Three of the trilogy is on the WATTYS 2022 SHORTLIST) Wattpad featured story. The Adept Pen 21 finalist. Samara, a young woman from London, visits Bran Castle in Romania during a Halloween night. Somehow, she's always felt drawn to the story of Vlad the Impaler, the historical character who allegedly inspired the writer, Bram Stoker, to write his Count Dracula. Annoyed by her noisy friends, she strolls behind her group when they enter the castle and thus gets approached by their tall dark and handsome guide. Samara can't fight the attraction she feels for him, even after he claims to be Vlad Dracul himself, obviously making fun of her...or? At the end of the tour, unable to resist her curiosity, she follows the guide through a dark corridor and time travels to another time, a late medieval world populated by very unusual vampires, where she had once belonged. The mysterious guide turns out to be her husband, none less than Vlad III, the Prince of Wallachia, the Impaler... Dracula. Samara's memories start to trickle back slowly, both good and bad. The man she loves so much that she feels overcome by her feelings for him is not exactly as he was when she left him before, when she... died. A lot of things have changed in her absence, in six hundred years. But she is changed too, having grown up in the 21st century this time around, she is not quite the same girl as when she lived in Vlad's castle, in the late medievals. Will the great love they feel for each other despite their long separation be strong enough to overcome all their differences? Will Samara and Vlad accept each other as they are now and fight for their love? Will they defend it in the dangerous world they live in, full of people, or better vampires, who would rather see them apart? In this place where nothing and no one is what they really seem to be at first sight? Cover: @WakeWriteWrath

Looking for a spooky read? (Reworked as a New Adult series so expect some spice!) She'll do anything for vengeance, even confront death itself. Born a healer, nineteen-year-old Colina has been taught to fear dark magic. But now vengeance and survival are her only goals, and she seeks the help of the Death Dealers-dark mages who wield the death arts, drawing their power from the spirits of the unsettled dead. Colina asks a death dealer named Luke for help. Little does she know convincing him to train her will be the easiest part of her journey. Three dark rituals, each more terrifying than the last. If she survives her trials, what will she become? Content and trigger warning: This story contains scenes of violence, death and demonic possession. Best Suspense 2014 Wattpad Prize Winner

┌── ⋆⋅ Synopsis ⋅⋆ ──┐ A young woman is dragged into an unexpected adventure and given a new identity. She knows who she was, but has no clue who she is now. Our heroine endures many advances, opportunities, and situationships which eventually led her to what she seeks to know. Who is Duchess Eleonora Lee? And why has she been tasked to impersonate her? Disclaimer: This novel contains instances of emotional abuse. └── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┘ ┌── ⋆⋅ An Excerpt ⋅⋆ ──┐ "Come with us!" The announcement came from two burly men in royal gray tunics, with swords on their hips, and the emblem of Triena on their chest. They grabbed her by the arm and forcefully guided her into the palace yard. "You know what you did." Even though their tone conveyed certainty, she had no earthly idea what particular incident they could be referring to. There were many to choose from. She was not of the mind to question and end up volunteering information they did not have already. └── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┘ ┌── ⋆⋅(c)⋅⋆ ──┐ Cover Design: E.G. (@effiegemma) Cover Photography: Canva └── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┘

❝ 𝐷𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑒, 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 ❞ 𝐴 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑒𝑛, 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒. 𝑆ℎ𝑒'𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑦𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡. 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠, 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑠- 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑠. [𝑀𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑃𝑂𝑉] ࿇ ══━━━━✥◈✥━━━━══ ࿇ #1 in 'queendom' - 20.05.2021/22.06.2021 #1 in 'malepov' - 7.08.2021/14.08.2021

The Empire Molte has grown to its largest size ever seen; no-one wishes for this glorious time to end. In particular the Emperor, who has tasked his most trusted advisor, Nabar the First Shadower, to find a way to hold onto his power and become immortal through a rare element known as 'Strix', which flows among all living things in a balance of birth, growth, and death. Sixteen years ago a girl was born deep in the western forest who could sense and control this balance. Orphaned at a young age, Kthti is looked after by the Watchers, who heal all people. As she enters adulthood, she finds that she has to leave; for the Emperor is looking for the power to control the Strix. No more further updates until the book is all written - I don't think it will be done by the end of this year, as I will be on placement over the summer and then I start my final year of university this September (Stock by: http://t-gar-stock.deviantart.com/) I edited the cover myself though. ~~~~~ Constructive critisism is welcomed! :) Updates: 20/04/16: Will update but nearly finished uni for the year!! 02/03/16: I'm still working on Berach's Jewel (adding in a new chapter) so I wasn't able to finish chapter 3 of this over feb. This month I have quite a few assignment dates and also my driving test! (ahhh!), so progress might be further delayed!

He looked over at me in the dimness, fingers loose in my grip. "You are hurting me," he said, without interest. He had caked powder on his already pale skin, all of one shade except for points made by a hot pencil. Though it was no longer the mode at court, the new fashion more ostentatious and overdrawn, he still favored it, and as I did. My fingers crept up his wrist. I felt rough punctures, half healed and raw, a scattering of them, and I pulled. Laurent could not resist, weakened by the drawing of his blood. My vocal cords had been severed by the younger one's teeth, and so I could not speak, but I pushed up his sleeve, the luxury of his white linen, and found his arm colored like a polluted river. I touched the bites with my fingertips, ten, fifteen, twenty. "I have felt your judgment already," L whispered, trying to pull his arm back, "I have felt it these now two hundred years. Judgment judgment. Cry not. Is it pity? You are a cold thing, without heart, to judge me for what I do. Prideful toad." His arm muscles worked against my grip beneath his blood bruised skin. "Unhand me. Wretched, lye-broken flesh." After a time, he made a sound like a trapped fox, a dying child's keen, and gave up, lying back on the bed such that his hair fell across my face. My other hand found his neck and stroked him. "You will not know what it feels like, good heart," he said to me, softly, doing me one of his gentle nips of an insult, "for love to change you in an instant." He relaxed under my stroking, and his tone softened. "I only meant to help him die." ** After his untimely death, the story of the vampire "L" comes together. Devotees tell the story from many points of view across history, painting a portrait of a man crushed by great loves, desperation, and the indifferent march of time. featured 3/9/16 complete 8/31/16 Editing, as of 5/11/2018. Log: 0/129 chapters edited. 0 added. Cover by @ferret-bird

In a decayed and dying alien world that was once center of a vast planetary empire, an embittered rogue knight, soldier to the fallen empire, traverses a bizarre landscape discovering strange and sinister truths about the nature of the leaders he once served and about the mysterious warlords who have now carved the world into their private kingdoms. ************************************************************************************************ Wonderful cover art by Stefanie Saw: @seventhstar

There is no night in the Everburning City. There can never be. ***** For four hundred years the Everburning City has withstood the advance of the life-strangling fog known as the Gloam. Its walls have held back five invasions, but on the eve of the sixth, the city's inhabitants know things have changed. Golems are coming out of the mist, and the bodies of the dead are rising at the Gloam's bidding. The city's last and most desperate line of defence comes in the form of the Crafters, individuals who can channel the power of fire, though they risk their sanity each time they do. The brightest of these valiant heroes are Tabitha a'Loria and her apprentice Gerald Reath. Risking their lives, they mount their airships, determined to save the last bastion of humanity - the Everburning City. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

Religion rules Constantine's world...and she has been condemned as the Spawn of the Devil. She is a Champion, a human being blessed with superhuman abilities by the deities of her world. However, her patron happens to be the Lord of War and Strategy - and women were never supposed to be Champions of War. In order to survive in a world that would rip her apart, she disguises as a boy, training to fulfil her supposed destiny. But fate has other things in store for her. An ancient evil is rising - and only Constantine may have the power needed to fight it. Along with a brash warrior and a too-perceptive scholar, Constantine begins to unravel secrets of a prophecy foretelling the end of the world. Now, she must learn how to fight evil with nothing but a magical knife as well as powers she knows next-to-nothing of. The real problem though? She may have been the one to call the great evil in the first place. ************ Now a Wattpad Featured story! Highest ranking: #1 in Fantasy Cover by @seventhstar Previous cover by @TrafficCop Original cover sketch by @MissBookNut, colours by @AFlyingPug