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]]

The Key will come... Aurora is an ordinary college student gifted with an unknown power when her mother dies in a car accident. Its sudden manifestation makes Aurora a target of beings from another realm who believe she is the Key of Prophecy, a vessel of great power. Tezaro, a legendary knight, hopes to find Aurora to save the kingdom of Armindia in the war against Mithoran. But Aurora has no interest in believing Tezaro or saving Armindia until Lord Fennaris, the Mithoranian warlord, kidnaps her friend. Left with no choice, Aurora must trust Tezaro, who has his motives for finding her, and travel through a Crossing into another realm. Bound by fate and torn apart by circumstance, Aurora will let no one, including Tezaro, prevent her from rescuing her friend. Tezaro will not rest until Aurora, like it or not, is delivered to Armindia. Neither is willing to bend, at odds with what they want and what fate has written. This is book one of The Crossing Trilogy #1 in epicfantasy 3/20/23 #1 in fantasyadventure 4/4/24 *************************** Cover Art credit to @LittleVee

Highest Rank: #1 in Romance, #1 - painting, #1 - heartbreaker, #1 - one-sidedlove, #1 - unrequitedlove, #1 - engagement *********************** Still not satisfied with our physical contact, he leaned his face down to meet mine as his fingers gripped my chin. "Fiancée?" he asked, whispering the word. I nodded as the tension I felt from our body contact got even more intense. I stared at his handsome face. "You claim yourself my fiancée?" I nodded again. Of course, I was his fiancée and I'd claim that title no matter what. "Let's see if you really are," he whispered slowly in between his breathing. His tone broadcasted danger and it made me shudder. "A fiancée can kiss her man. Now, let's see if you can---" And with that, in just a heartbeat, he pressed his lips against mine. *********************** He is my one great love. I've loved and adored him since I laid my eyes on him and to be his wife is my life's absolute dream. But he hates me. He has hated me since the day he first saw me and he makes it sure that breaking my heart and pushing me away will be his greatest achievement. In spite of all the drama, the pain and the heartbreak he caused me, I still insist to be engaged to him --- this cold, aloof, and heartless man. Yes, he is my one great love. But he is my one great challenge as well. Will I be able to create a heart in my heartless heartbreaker? (Cover made by @itsmyaah) Copyright © HervinaMollejon™ 2015-2016 All rights reserved.