Rowan is whispered about throughout the land and feared by many. They tell the tale of her talent, spreading them into gruesome stories that keep the little ones up at night. They want nothing to do with her and her talent, keeping her at bay within the depths of a forest, where she lives. Rowan may be isolated, but she couldn't be happier, surrounded by the one thing she loves: nature. But when she receives an unexpected visit from someone in need of the one thing people fear, will her fate alter quicker than she imagined possible? Cover Designer: lumierutsuki

England 1890 Kleider, Bälle und die Suche nach dem perfekten Ehemann. Das wünscht sich Animants Mutter für ihre Tochter. Doch Ani hat anderes im Sinn, denn sie lebt in einer Welt aus Büchern, und ist sehr bemüht der Realität mit Scharfsinn und einer gehörigen Portion Sarkasmus aus dem Weg zu gehen. Als unerwartet Onkel Alfred zu Besuch kommt und ihr eine Arbeitsstelle anbietet, erkennt Ani darin die einmalige Chance, ihrem eingeschränkten Leben zu entfliehen. Auch wenn es für eine junge Dame ihres Standes alles andere als angebracht scheint. Nun sieht sie sich mit einer Arbeitsstelle in einer Bibliothek, einer monströsen, mechanischen Kartei und dem Leben der weniger Reichen konfrontiert. Und als wäre dies noch nicht genug, keimen unerwartete Gefühle in ihr, die sie bis dahin nur aus Büchern kannte. _________________ Watty-Award Gewinner 2015 Ist November 2017 im Drachenmond Verlag erschienen.

A wicked stepmother, Two jealous step sisters who are jealous of the oh-so-Amazing Cinderella and a hot prince dude who falls for her. Isn't that how the story goes? I related myself to the perfection called Cinderella when my Dad got married to the witch Margaret, when she brought in her evil daughters to our house, when my dad left for business trips and forgot he had a daughter. So, I grew up listening to the same old story of Cinderella and its many versions. All of these versions had one thing in common. She was drop dead gorgeous. I was not. Chances of an XXL Princess to meet her prince charming are almost Nil. But As the story goes, All It takes is one night. Just one single night that could destroy your fairytale. Hey, I am the fat Cinderella and this is my story of not finding my prince charming but myself.

„Du gegen mich.", schlug Jayden vor. „Was kriegt der Gewinner?" „ Wenn ich gewinne, einen Kuss von deiner Schwester. Wenn du gewinnst, meine Maschine." Ich starrte meinen Bruder fassungslos an. „ Adam,-..." Er unterbrach mich. „Geht klar." Was? „Adam, bist du vollkommen bescheuert? Du kannst doch nicht einfach-..." „Keine Angst, Maddy, ich habe noch nie verloren." Mein Bruder küsste mich auf die Stirn und zog seinen Helm an. Jayden zwinkerte mir zu und zog ebenfalls seinen Helm an. Die beiden Jungs setzten sich auf ihre Motorräder und erweckten diese zum Leben. Das Startsignal ertönte. Jayden und Adam fuhren los. Und ich, tja, ich blickte den beiden hinterher und hoffte, dass Adam dieses verdammte Rennen gewinnt.

"Running away from me is like a game to me, Princess." my heart beat frantically in my chest with his words getting closer to my hiding spot. I held my breath while closing my eyes trying to block what was going on around me. Feeling cold mist start to form unto my skin from the dense woods my skin gave away to goosebumps making me shiver. "You smell so exotic. How I would love to mark you now, making you mine, Princess. And only mine." I heard even closer, his dark voice trailing into my ears as a small whimper escaped from my mouth. I pressed my back into the sharp bark of the tree that I had made into my hiding spot knowingly at any moment he would find me. "Check mate." I heard before I looked up to meet a pair of dark forest green orbs. Knowingly his wolf was taking charge and he had his sights on one thing and one thing only, me. WARNING: Strong language & sexual scenes will be written. Be advised. 18+ Copyright No one is allowed to copy or use any of my written works.

The world was at Bexley's finger tips the day the social worker matched her with the immensely wealthy Redfords. While this may seem like a dream come true, she realizes that the Redford's fortune is diminishing at an alarming rate, and she is simply a pawn to ensure they don't go bankrupt. The fear of her scheming family and demented betrothed force her to run. She takes refuge in the curious town of Pine Ridge where a petulant policeman takes on the roll of safeguard. The handsome man with illuminated eyes begins causing her to wonder if she's simply dealing with human beings- or another animal entirely. Literally.

He was the most feared Alpha of the land, ruthless, it is said he could take on a pack himself and win. and most importantly he had no weaknesses. He had many enemies, but one big threat. The Knight Pack. They wanted, like most men, to be the best, the strongest, the Alpha Male. But he had that title. I lived a normal life, I had parents who spoiled me. They wanted me to be the best, they homeschooled me, gave me piano lessons on Monday, Violin on Tuesday and French on Thursdays. They expected me to go to Princeton or study abroad. Fate had a different idea.

"Who is she?" he demanded in an authoritative voice. There she stood at the centre of the ballroom, her dark tresses caressing the small of her back whilst her burgundy gown was wrapped tightly around her small frame. The wine tainted her lips a sinful red complexion. No one knew. **** Taken from her home and forced into a life of servitude in a foreign land, Ekaterina is faced with death, sacrifice, injustice and Him. Nikolai.