[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

Full version available on Amazon! https://a.co/d/8Mj3nhv Fidelia Atwell, a fiery red-headed American, will do anything to protect her sister during the war of 1812: even marry her enemy, the British spy Lord William Greyville. **** When British spy Lord William Greyville promises to protect the American sisters of his childhood friend in exchange for his life, fiery American Fidelia Atwell finds herself married to her enemy to protect his cover and her sister's life. The couple immediately butts heads, but Fidelia soon discovers her handsome husband to be a gentle and loving man who softens her feisty temper. When new dangers threaten Fidelia's life and William's cover, she finds herself playing the part of the spy to protect the man she loves and end the war that keeps them apart, but a traitor and an old enemy mean that failure will be something worse than death for William and the Atwell sisters. As spies, they could both lose their lives. As husband and wife, they could both lose their hearts. (Book One of the "In The Arms of My Love" Series) [[Winner of the Watty's 2020 Historical Fiction Award!]] [[Runner-up in the 2019 Covenant Communications StoryCatchers Contest]] [[Featured on the Editor's Picklist! (4-29-21)]] Highest Rankings: #17 for Historical Fiction! Content warning: this book contains PG-13 rated violence with some descriptions of blood, gunshots, and sword fights.

After the sudden death of his best friend, Cedar Lockwood's life came to a standstill, filled with nothing but illusions born from grief and sighs carrying the hint of unending exhaustion. That is, until one day, he finds a random stranger he met in the graveyard sitting in his bedroom, claiming to be the one assigned to fulfill the final wish of the only person Cedar ever loved. "Our love, holding the innocence of honey droplets amidst the petals of white roses, cried tears of tormenting grief that day. But it also left me with one final wish that will bind us for the last time ever." A story of agonizing loss, shattering realities, newborn friendships and thrilling experiences. Will Cedar be able to break free from his cage and embrace what he wants? Will the wish become not only a gift, but also a curse for him? ----------------- Cover illustration by Tom Haugomat More info on Tom Haugomat in author's notes. ----------------- Started : 14 March, 2020 Ended : 07 July, 2020 ----------------- Achievements :) - Wattpad Editor's Choice (Jan, 2021) - 1st place in teenfiction; Bookaholics Awards - 1st place in lgbtq; The Creators Choice Awards - Best Opening, The Creator's Choice Awards - 2nd place in teenfiction, The Millenial Awards ----------------- #tmaawards2020

Sequel to Misty _______________ The wind stopped. The birds rested on the branches. The squirrels peeked out from behind the leaves. The forest turned silent, covering these two souls from the glare of the afternoon sun. He stared at her radiant face. "We are different," she said softly, guilt glinting in her eyes. "Very different from each other. Our worlds aren't same." "Moon Goddess never makes a wrong decision. The Mist that your pack has taught you about, is an illusion, my mate." He told her with a small smile on his face. "A trick of mind it is. When you stop believing in its presence, it wouldn't be there. You will be able to see everything clearly." She cupped his cheek, rubbing her thumb against the bristles. "I can see everything clearly, my mate. I see the border of enmity between two packs." The smile that showed the delight of meeting his mate, now displayed the fear of uncertainty. But the Alpha blood running in his veins kept him warm. Confidence spread upon his heart as the inner beast told him the universal truth. Furthermore, the touch of his mate would always fill him with high spirit. "There can never be a barrier between lovers." He said the ultimate truth to the divine beauty, looking in her mischievous eyes. Her eyebrows raised and rested back slowly. Raising her chin, she watched him leaning his face downwards slightly in curiosity. Consequently, she brought her mouth closer to his ear, whispering the answer for him and the silent audience present in this forest, favouring him. "But we are not lovers, my mate. We are enemies."

The claim of a king overrules everything. Except the heart. . "He's untouchable and there's a reason for that." "Why?" I press on, the lady gives me a scrutinizing look. "You ask too many questions." "And you don't give enough answers." I reply, sick of her word games. She huffs, placing her book down on her desk. "Listen here and listen good, there's a reason he's so alone. There's something inside him, something dark and twisted that caused him to snap all those years ago. Something that can't be cured, it's a sickness of the heart. Don't be foolish and try helping him, he's not just any man. He's The King." She motions me to come closer. "And he could have our heads for simply having this conversation."