Poems from the soul. These are poems, old and new, that I've written over time. Some are based off heartbreak caused by family, friends, lovers, and myself. Others are about self exploration and self loss. But most are about perception, how the reader feels they make them emote.

The assassination of the royal family has left the werewolf kingdom in the hands of a rebel pack. Peace and prosperity have now been replaced with corruption, crime, and poverty. Freya Lockehart, the last remaining member of the royal family, is on a conquest for revenge. Growing up in secrecy, her life hadn't been the easiest. A mate, though not unwanted, is the last thing on her mind. Rowan Eastwood, Alpha of the only pack not under control of the new government, is known to be a cold ruler, with an unforgiving heart. He rules with an iron fist, instilling fear in those who cross him, as well as those who want to. Whispers of him say he's incapable of love, even for his mate. What will happen when these two cross paths? **Updates every Sunday** Cover credits: @rxseduzt

It's hard to say where this story begins. Or where it ends. Their world is more complex than you could ever imagine, and it's time for the human world to know that. The truth. Well, a truth. One of many. Which leads us to our beginning. A prophecy created millennia's ago by the Triple Goddess turns the Fae Realm upside down. Fate hangs in the balance. Lucky for the Fae, a forbidden love story between Kato a mortal, and Queen Morina of Darkness and Shadows might just save them all. Will Morina risk her reputation and her kingdom for a human male? Or will she walk away from love and run from her humanity? ******"Wait," he whispered. I spun around forgetting how I must have looked. The dreaded words I had wished not be spoken uttered out of my mouth. "I will tell Thana to release you in the morning. You are of no use to me. Good bye." I ran out of the prison, past the fence, past the guards, and I fell in the snow. I began to cry. Tears streamed down my face for the first time in a millennia. I felt broken. I'm not sure what's worse. Acknowledging the reason or ignoring it. *****