[EXCERPT!] [BEING PUBLISHED!] [Highest Rank: #4 in Mystery/Thriller] [Featured Story - Fall 2017] Student reporter Penelope needs to prove herself. She chases a story tip on a secret organization of teenage urban explorers called The Broken. With the assistance of a young paranormal investigator, she begins to uncover the group's darkest secrets. However, the members have other plans for Penelope and her new "freak" friend. The reporter becomes part of her story, and she will have to fight for her own life and the lives of her friends as she learns what it means to be one of the broken. Book I of The Broken Trilogy. Featured Story: August 2017 Top Rank: #4 for mystery/thriller Royalty Awards 2017, first place for mystery/thriller Blooming Awards 2017, first place for mystery/thriller Wing Awards 2017, first place for mystery/thriller Dream Awards, first runner-up for mystery/thriller Dreamcatcher Awards 2017, second place for mystery/thriller Rose Gold Awards finalist for best first kiss #nbr Spotlight Chapter, Round 85

"Our women cannot be wooed." Warned the King. "They have not met my men." The Sovereign replied. In Rowland, a kingdom void of love, where even a kiss is unheard of, Illyria is the prim and proper niece of the King, and his unofficial body guard. This princess has never been sated with her position, and has done everything in her power to climb the political ladder to reach the power and prestige she craves, the position of General over the kings army. On the eve of a marriage arranged to help her climb, a mysterious foreign ruler intrudes the castle walls, a masked leader known only as "The Sovereign." King Hal of Rowland takes this invasion to be a declaration of war, but instead the Sovereign is there to make him an offer he can't refuse. Meridian, the suave, lighthearted General of the Sovereign's army was just an adolescent when the plague that killed his Kindoms female population; including half his family, struck Morwick. Can he, his twin brother, cousin and the other young men who have mastered seduction and romance to an art form even turn the heads of icy, detached ladies who have never even heard of it? If they fail, war will soon follow. In this medieval Hunger Games, What happens when politics meet passion? 100 of Morwick's men must face off against 100 of Rowland's women during "Bedding Camp". Though the Morwick's weapon of choice is not what Illyria is expecting. Ranked #1 in Historical Fiction as of June 23 2017 *Complete book available on Amazon* (Link in my bio)

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

Evil spirits. A cursed prince. Death itself in disarray. Iris just wants to go home, but fate has other plans for this young priestess and her odd companions. /// The land of Erinlin is dying, its ancient traditions choked out by the Kaerent church and its true priestesses, the Candlemaidens, increasingly regarded with fear and suspicion. All Iris wants is to tend her candles, win her shade battles, and chat with the spirits of her realm. But when she is torn away from her home by the Kaerent king, she learns that her country needs her to be far more than a typical Candlemaiden-- she must be as the legendary priestesses of old and walk through Death itself. *** Cover help from the awesome @ArdenBrooks. Special thanks to @rainersalt, @giveitameaning, and @piperjones033 !

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

"Well... uh... I'm Gay." -Keith *Lance goes Ballistic* Keith and Lance are left alone in Allura's Castle. Doctors Orders. Well actually Shiro and Allura's orders, but same difference. Keith and Lance are told to bond because their constant fighting has to lead to them not being able to form Voltron. A week alone, forced to become friends of some sort. --- *Author's Note* This story takes place before S2's end (don't wanna spoil for those who hadn't finished) (Cover Credits: Bibinella)

❝Being in the seventh wheel is quite fun❞ in which where Lance thinks that he is not needed and feels like he's better off gone with suicide. ❥ angst | boy x boy ©︎-peiskos 2017 || completed; April 12th 2017 #9 in poetry - 13.05.2018

(Watch the show before reading, this is not entirely based off the show) Lance has been given scholarship into Comet University, a college built in outer space, made to train future astronauts. At the university, lance faces many challenges and meets different people. One person in particular who changes him completely. To find out what happens read Kiss Me Goodbye!

~Superhero Au~ College student Lance McClain didn't ask for super cool ice powers, but that's what he got. Him and his friends, Hunk, Pidge, and Shiro from the hero alliance of Voltron, commanded by their leader Allura. Keith Kogane is a college student as well as a lone hero, who coincidentally appears at the scene with them frequently. Neither Lance, nor Keith are aware of who the other truly is, outside of their daily student lifestyles anyway. (Alternatively: an excuse for me to describe Keith wearing thigh high boots)

Keith is Galran,who never expected to be a part of a heroic team. (I am planning to have Klance in it,so if klance is your OTP then this is the right book for you! Enjoy)