❃ AWARD-WINNING PUBLISHED NOVEL ❃ BOOK I OF THE TRANSCENDENCE SERIES ❃ Growing up during the centuries-long conflict between the empires of Egypt and Hatti, the young princess Istara is taken hostage by the King of Hatti to secure the loyalty of her father, the King of Kadesh to the empire. Soon her new life in Hatti's glittering capital becomes all she knows. Bound in blood before the gods to Hatti's unwilling crown prince, Istara, now Hatti's queen-in-waiting, learns she will never be loved. But the drums of war beat again, and when the scheming plans of Hatti's king threaten the existence of all civilization, the gods give Istara a choice: to leave behind everything she knows to save mankind, or remain where she is, powerless, a token on the game board of kings. On the brink of one of the most brutal battles in history, she chooses to risk her life to deliver a message to the only man able to prevent the prophecy from becoming a reality--her mortal enemy, the Pharaoh Ramesses II. Wounded, cold and hungry, she wanders in the battle's horrific aftermath, and aids a powerful commander, who she learns protected her once, and has been bound to her ever since by a prophetic dream of his future. Despite his resistance, and Istara once more becoming a pawn of kings, they must confront an eternal love so powerful, not even kings, the gods, or death can keep them apart. The Lost Valor of Love is the first book in the Transcendence series. Available to buy on Amazon as e-book, audiobook, and paperback. ❃Awards❃ Winner. Adult Fiction. Wishing Shelf Book Awards 2019. Finalist. First Novel & Historical Fiction categories. Indie Author Network's Book of the Year Awards 2019 Third. Wattpad's The Historical Award 2019 Winner. The Writers' Olympics 2018 Winner. The Pursuit of Excellence Awards 2017 Fourth. The Fiction Awards 2018 Ranked #1 Historical Fiction June 10-13, 2017 © E A Carter 2017 All Rights Reserved Cover Design © Deb

A married writer begins a passionate and destructive affair with a tortured artist, not knowing he has loved her since they met thirteen years ago. ***** Eloise Airens sat as a model for an art class thirteen years ago, where a damaged young artist, Aidan Foley, fell in love with her. For him, she was everything. For her, he was just a face in the crowd. But thirteen years later, Eloise's marriage is struggling and she ends up at Aidan's latest art show in New York. He's immediately drawn to her as he's never gotten over his obsession, and she's drawn to him because despite his pretentious art, only he can make her feel truly alive. Despite trying to save her marriage and stay true to her values, Eloise can't escape the pull of the talented, brooding, yet tortured Aidan Foley. Will she stay with the world she knows, or risk everything? And more importantly, will she do so before Aidan tells her about their strange past? [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

They call us the Pyros. We are just like Them-in size, in manner, in form. We speak the same language. We walk by the same synchrony of nerve and flesh and bone, and more importantly-intention. One leg out in front of the other. Switching legs, and repeating. We breathe the same way as Them - the involuntary movement of muscle, the rising of our chests, the filling of our lungs. We may require more oxygen than Them, but in the end, oxygen is a luxury indispensable to both kinds. We share the same senses, for the most part. The sense of taste, of smell, of sight. The sense of hearing-listening to the melodious sounds of nature, music, and laughter intertwined with the cacophony of the city during the day, and the wolves that howl at night. We share the sense of touch-of intimacy, of sensation, of emotion. And the sense of betrayal, and the agony that accompanies it. My mother used to say that the Humans had accidentally destroyed their past home, and had nowhere to go. They needed a place to stay, and We had our home to offer. We welcomed them to Ignis, with open arms, and all-too-trusting smiles. I don't believe in accidents. And subsequently, betrayal became the only sense We knew. -- It was only a matter of time before Humans completely destroyed the Earth. With the weapons they amassed, and the pollution that wreaked havoc on the environment- it was in inevitable their home would become uninhabitable. That was the genesis of the Great Migration. Hundreds of millions of Humans were relocated to the distant planet of Ignis, pre-inhabited by the native Ignites, a superhuman species. At first, there was unity. Ignites and Humans lived peacefully among each other, without problems. Then, there was discrimination. And then, there was genocide.

Book 2 of The Famoux Trilogy! Updated every Friday for #FamouxFriday.

"Before I can prepare myself, the whip lashes against my torso. The pain is indescribable. And it doesn't stop. I scream out loud, but in vain. If this is how I'm going to die, I wish it happens faster." * Even nightmares exist for a reason. Meira Esmund has been through what every twelve year old girl should never go through, kidnapped and brutally tortured, she wishes for death, a peace her kidnapper, Bansik refuses to give. After seven years, Meira finds it in herself to escape. Aged eighteen, she is finally reunited with her family. She thought it was a relief that would last forever. It didn't. Yet, even though she is safe in her family's arms, the past will always haunt her mind and soul forever, all she has to do is hold on. But when things start to look up, she starts to come tumbling down the hill again, just when she learned how to stand up again. In the process of finally tasting what freedom truly is, will she find more about the family she never had for years? More importantly, will she finally uncover the dark truth about her kidnapping? And maybe, just maybe, she'll finally stop rolling down that hill. * #46 in Mystery / Thriller (7/8/16) Text Copyright © 2014 Nymisha Summary written by @DriveMeCrayCray

"It's as if the world slows down to a standstill. Touch, taste, smell, hearing, they are all deemed inoperable, all except sight. Sight is amplified. Sight is intensified. Sight becomes my most important asset, and at the same time, becomes my enemy. For if it wasn't for my ability to see, I wouldn't have seen him, with his wide eyes and gaunt face, outstretching his right arm to a peculiar length. I wouldn't have seen the weapon clutched firmly in his hand, pointed directly toward my head. I wouldn't have seen him pull the trigger while looking unapologetically at me. But I do see. I see everything, from his blank, hopeless stare, to the weapon-clad men charging at him unmercilessly. I see him fall to the ground, as if his limbs are pulled out of his body from some unknown force. But first, and to my utter torment, I see his fingertips, blackening and charring as the plague strikes him right before he takes his last breath." © 2014 Liliana Araxes

To love a psycho, a psycho you must become. // COMPLETED // {WARNING: This fiction contains extreme violence, drug abuse, explicit sexual content and features strong language not suitable for minors. Discretion is advised.}

I have three secrets. 1. I'm in the witness protection program. I witnessed my mother's murder when I was eight years old, and now the murderer is after me. 2. I can read minds. Or not "read" them... not exactly. But I can feel them. Every emotion has a color. An aura, as I call it. And I can feel those auras. I can feel the color of one's thoughts. 3. I can't feel Elijah Whitney's aura. [ COMPLETED - 1.28.16 ] [ LATEST REVISION - 8.17.19 ] [ SEQUEL COMING FALL 2019 ]

❝see I've come to burn your kingdom down❞ With the threat of Orion growing bigger each day and the prophecy looming over her, Katya has to work through her advantages: one of them being that she's the long lost daughter of the one of the five branches of royal werewolves: The Anosovas. Being forced into a family that she sees as strangers, Katya must accept her role as one of the royal family and she discovers powers she never knew she had: powers that could potentially tip the uneven playing field like never before. However Orion isn't the only major player on the field. A new hunter is out to get Katya for his own purposes; Erebus, the Vampire King. With vessels, affinities and situations that seem too extreme to be true, Katya has to find a way to end the war before it begins, and it all starts with figuring out just who exactly kidnapped her from the Anosovas.

(The sequel to Inamorata) Death has long been a subject that preys upon Nightingale's mind. Her life has never been a safe one, not with her past in the bordello and her occupation as a government agent. Death has always been close to her; she used to long for it in her suffering, and now she fears that it will take away her happiness, but it has always been her own life she has worried for. But when the life of someone else suddenly hangs in the balance, she will be forced to choose between love and morality.