"This bounty is mine, Xander," He said. It was the first time I ever heard his name. Xander smirked, "Kill me first, then take her." He proposed arrogantly, a silver knife resting confidently in his hand. The man only nodded once as his hand slithered inside his jacket, pulling out another knife. "With pleasure." He finally said and stormed forward. ⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄⋄⋆⋅⋆ After her father died, Elora escaped her arranged marriage, leaving behind the only boy who had ever shown her love. But in pursuit of freedom, she suddenly found herself being hunted by every bounty hunter in the seven territories. The strongest of them all would capture her for his own selfish intentions, and Elora would quickly learn the reason why she was so valuable, who was an ally, and who was not. ⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄ Please do not get scared or bored by the first chapter, trust me, it will pick up after that;) Book One of The Mile Man trilogy. Book Two is called My Willful Flame. Book Three is My Charred Grace This story contains violence, some sexual scenes, and strong language. This is a slow burn, with emphasis on slow. If you will give it patience, the story will be rewarding later, or I hope it does. It has a lot of focus on the plot, so this is not where you will find your smut, although I do not judge even slightly. There is sexual scene, however, that is later, when the plot has been established. Dive in if you dare. ⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄ Promoted by the Stardust community and Magical community. Reviewed by Simple book reviews, Book review cafe, and TheCharmsCommunity 1🥇 in Female warrior 1🥇 in Royalty 27🏅in Romance 1🥇 In Young adult 1🥇 in New World 1🥇 in FightForSurvival 1🥇 in Poison 1🥇 in Adventure

Long before the Kreegan people made their home along the eastern shores of a foreign continent, the land had once belonged to a forgotten people and its legends. What remains of the war-torn continent is a scattered people that whisper their haunting history to the newcomers, and a girl who must decide who she is, where she belongs, and whether or not she believes the horror stories of an ancient race that deceived the world with the granted power of an ever-present moon. As the Keegan people begin to investigate the murders surrounding them in the Dauntwood of lore, Nolta must seek the help from someone who claims to be a "Deceiver," a long forgotten nightmare and a remnant of the ancient past that still walks among them. (Dual POV)

|COMPLETE| |Celeste Academy Series Book 4| Demons and betrayal. The unearthing of a returning past and the unraveling of a future. A power with consequences and the clash of warring sides. A puzzle with missing pieces. The advent of a song. The academy faces a crisis with the recent demon attack and is dealing with the aftermath. Prince Bertram ascends to the throne of Valemnia, but the transition may not be as smooth as he'd hope. The demons will stop at nothing to halt the coming of a new age under his rule.

|COMPLETE| Life after death, ironically enough, does not live up to expectations. When the entirety of the afterlife is upended by unexpected chaos after the gods took a leisurely vacation, Death himself enlists Evyionne's help to find out what went wrong. He leaves her with two things: memories of her past life, and his very domain. But with the trouble coming, it might not be enough.

"Kiss me." He whispers. "I-I don't know how...I've never done this before." I frantically whisper and tilt my head. My nose slightly brushes against his, and all of my instincts tell me to dive into him with the most passionate kiss I could create. I wanted to be closer, and feel every part of him against me. "Can I kiss you?" He asks through an intoxicating whisper. His lips teasingly hover over mine, and without thinking I finally press my lips against his. His lips matched mine perfectly like a puzzle, and I wrap my arms around his neck to pull him closer. His hands trail up my back, and the euphoric bursts of pleasure take my senses into over drive. He starts to part his lips, and his tongue slowly enters through my lips to play with mine. He tastes of sweet wine, and I feel my hands sliding up to grip his hair. I let out a slight moan into his lips, and my breath grows heavy. We part for a gasp of air before meeting back with more of my muffled moans. A faint thud-like sound catches my attention, and I start to pull away to see what made the sound. My lips retreat, and I take a faint breath before clearing my mind to think logically. As I pull away, his lips simply continue to kiss my chin and down my cheek. Another gasp slips from my lips, and this one echos through the hall. "I..I think...I...I heard something." I whisper as quietly as possible. He lightly pulls away to take a small breath before smiling. "I didn't hear anything. It's nothing." He pushes aside.... During the ancient times of Greece, lives the daughter of Demeter, Persephone. All her life has been sheltered from the mortal and immortal world. When her desire for a taste of freedom goes too far, she seals a deal with a man she will never escape... Enjoy this retelling of the Greek myth of Hades and Persephone! This is one of my favorite Greeks myths, and comment if you have any feedback! I'd love to hear from you 🖤