"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I begged. "Please?" That soft plead made him weak. Nothing ever made him weak. He never danced before. This tall, buff, muscular man danced with me and held my tiny self against his strong frame as if I was everything in the world to him. He danced...... Or he tried to dance for me. I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair as he looked nervous. "Isabel. I must tell you something." He whispered against my lips. Giovanni Fiorelli Mafia Lord. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Unwilling to care or love. When a meeting has gone bad, Giovanni thought that he would die in the freezing cold river. Isabel Cielo. Sweet. Kind. Selfless. Beautiful inside and out. Able to love No matter what condition. Never would he have thought that in a world full of demons and monsters, he would meet....... A Saint.

Sequel to Leah Ravenscar. Many days have passed since the catastrophic events that took place in Edom. The world is now free from Sebastian Morgenstern and his Endarkened Warriors. The Shadowhunters are happy and live in peace. But not all are satisfied. Alec, Isabelle and Jace feel like they have lost a part of themselves. Clary is mad with guilt. Tessa and Jem are heartbroken. And Emma Carstairs is truly helpless and hopeless. A Fanfiction story about a sacrificial hero and a misunderstood demon who wished he could be an Angel.

{Completed} Highest Ranking: # 1 in Fantasy (01/28/17) Book. 1 My blood boiled at the thought of one of them in our streets, hidden in plain sight, perhaps even by one of the kids from the orphanages. Would it murder innocent human children? You bet. Would it even think twice about gutting a starving child? Never. What could do this, you're probably asking. But it boils down to one single word. One word that made anger I hadn't known I possessed, roar to life like a pissed off lion. One word that sent a cold chill spider-walking down my spine. Faeries. ------------ Eve Scotts's world is divided by magic - The Order of the Seven who rules over her kingdom with a steel fist and the murderous faeries's she'll be forced to fight when she turns eighteen. Eve is a dueler, a human that dabbles in the elements to fight in underground scuffles for some extra coin to feed her fellow orphans back home. But she has a secret weapon: She can wield ice magic - a magic that is only reserved for the High Witches at court. But she makes a mistake. She exposes herself. Rumors are spreading of a small orphan girl who can wield the power of ice, and it isn't long until the Order sends one of their own to snatch up the bounty. In exchange for the secrecy of her special gift, Eve agrees to participate in the Witches Academy, where humans are taught to wield the power of the elements and become powerful witch soldiers for the Order's disposal. As Eve is drawn further into the Witch world, she risks everything to learn more about her power and her lineage. With her frozen heart melting for the Count of Night, Sebastian O'Neill, Eve is thrown into a cyclone of love, betrayal, and family drama she hadn't even known an orphan could inherit. Soon, Eve must decide: Is love, or survival more important? Word Count: 102,000.

Highest Ranking: #48 in Fanfiction (10/5/16) PREVIOUSLY FEATURED A tale of loss, fractured bonds, newfound friendships, and action-packed battles, Out of Time is a fresh Marvel fanfiction for all lovers of superheroes. What do you get when you cross a sarcastic redhead with a master time traveller? Me. My name is Andi. Just Andi. That's all you need to know. I've walked the earth for hundreds of thousands of years. I've seen much and loved many. I've held many names and I've walked hand in hand with historical leaders and pioneers of greatness. But here's the thing: there's a threat roaming the fabrics of time, and I'm the only one who knows about him. And, as much as I hate to admit it, I need help. An extraordinary problem calls for extraordinary help. So I've got one question for you: what would you do if you had the power to control time at your fingertips? ★ Based on Captain America: First Avenger and The Avengers ★ ★ FORMER WATTPAD FEATURED STORY ★ ★ Book 1 of the Time Walker tetralogy ★ || Absolutely gorgeous cover by the wonderful @-verdant- ||

[BOOK TRAILER NOW AVAILABLE] VISIT https://youtu.be/APtEPckzBdA OR READ TO FIND OUT MORE. . ------------------ ~☽ ◯ ☾~ ------------------ "I'm a wolf...I hunger for you in ways I didn't think imaginable. This obsession is eating me alive. I feel this hunger no matter what I do and I'm starved. It's insatiable and only you can quench it." Every full moon it's the same. It's the time of the Wild Hunt, when the wolves disappear into the night, tracking the prey, a deer or stag. Some are easier to catch than the rest, but the prime prey, is the Golden Stag, the one that evades them every time. Most girls don't make it past fifteen. They are caught and taken as a mate before they learn how to survive the great hunt. The longer a girl survives, the more appealing she becomes. She begins as a deer, fresh and unaware...vulnerable. If she lasts three moons, she becomes a stag, the more respected prey and the more skilled...worth hunting. The one who has survived the longest is crowned the Golden Stag. Every Alpha male; the strongest, quickest, boldest, track the scent of the Golden Stag. It is different from that of the others, intoxicating...tempting. To bring down the Golden Stag is a mark of skill and authority, well worth the time spent pursuing it. The Wild Hunt. It makes me feel alive and dead, free and caged, broken and whole. I am the Golden Stag. Catch me if you can. . ------------------ ~☽ ◯ ☾~ ------------------