[COMPLETE] Soraya Ilwen was born of wing and wind- a Seraphine blessed by the skies and cursed by destiny. Her wings mark her as divine. Her blood marks her as dangerous. In the SkyCourt she is everything they demand of their perfect heiress: obedient, pure, silent. But storms do not obey. When the winds begin whispering secrets long buried, Soraya uncovers the truth of her creation- and of the ancient prophecy binding her to three others like her. The gods would have her kneel. The Oracle would see her erased. The sky itself trembles with what she is becoming. For her heart was born of wind- untamed, unseen, unstoppable. And the sky was never meant to bow.

[COMPLETE] Elara Draxen was born of two hungers - the Mimara's gift of shifting and the Arcanis's curse of flame. Her existence is a crime against the gods; her power, chaos wrapped in mortal skin. At Aurelian Academy, they call her a weapon. She calls herself free. But when her fire stirs an ancient force buried beneath the halls of Aurelian, Elara unravels a truth older than prophecy - and far more dangerous. Because love can temper flame... or ignite the world.

[COMPLETE] In a world where love is outlawed and purity is law, Lia Vale carries the one truth that could destroy her - she is hybrid, half Lyren, half Arcanis. At Aurelian Academy, she only wanted to survive. But when she meets Thalen Thorne, the wolf prince bound by duty, fate turns cruel. He's drawn to her wolf - the mate he cannot find in her human form. As the gods stir and the Oracle's armies march, Lia's secret could ignite a war across all races. Four daughters are rising. The Weave is breaking. And love - forbidden, sacred, dangerous - might be the beginning of the end.

"What do you want?" She asked. Panicked, backing away. The vampire followed, stepping forward, dangerously close, looking her over. "You." His voice deep, growling. "Me?" "You." " Me? No, you don't. You think you do, but you don't. It is a mistake." "No it's not." "I came for you, Andie." He grabbed her by the waist, pulled her in close and nudged his face into her neck. "Oh god, don't bite her," Davis pleaded. "Please don't bite her." "Davis you are tired, go relax. Go back to her apartment and sleep." "No Davis, stay here." He left at the vampire's last word. "Please listen to me," she begged.Holding her hands up against his chest. "Shh shh shh. do not fear me." He assured her, whispering softly in her ear. Making her weak in the knees. "But I am afraid this is.'' She stuttered. ''This was. You see there was an accident. I sprayed you with a love potion." "A love potion? How sweet." He began to nibble at her neck. She could not help liking the way he felt against her. But quickly reminded herself. HE IS A VAMPIRE! "No really, it is not sweet at all. It was an accident. I had it in my bag thinking it was mace, I wanted to mace you," she explained. "I suppose that's nicer then," he said to her. "No, that's not nice at all. But you grabbed me, and well, that's what you deserved." "I was trying to warn you to run, meant you no harm." "No. I suppose you didn't, but you got sprayed, and now you love me, it is not real love." The vampire struggled to not laugh. Silly mortal. He let her go on. © Copyright 2014 Aronel Loni. All Rights Reserved.

*Completed* I live for the heat - the controlled chaos of the kitchen, the fire I command with my hands. He lives for the speed - the raw adrenaline of the track, the thrill of chasing control. We're strangers, driven by different obsessions. Different hungers. But when our worlds collide, the loneliness quiets. And maybe - just maybe - in the space between fire and speed, we'll find something worth holding on to. Lando Norris x FemOc BEST RANKING: 26/02/2025 - #1 landonorris 28/02/2025 - #1 formulaone 01/03/2025 - #1 formula1 03/03/2025 - #1 f1 04/03/2025 - #1 chef 14/03/2025 - #1 car 01/06/2025 - #1 writing 23/06/2025 - #45 fanfic

"Have you no sense of self-preservation?" he asked, seeming genuinely curious. "I do. But it's kind of low on my list of priorities. Right below not sucking up to immortals, no matter if they were elders." And I really needed to shut up before I got myself killed. *** **** *** Elle Sanders is a headhunter with a secret. In a mission to hunt down a thief, Elle's life takes an unexpected turn when she's thrown into the very world she spent her entire life avoiding. Faced with a series of life-changing decisions, an irritating vampire lord who's dangerously curious about her, and a crime she holds the key to solving, Elle has to choose between revealing her secrets or staying silent at the expense of innocent human lives.

[WATTYS 2025 HONORABLE MENTION] 🔥Rated R for mature sexual content and graphic language 📚For fans of You've Got Mail (and underwear kinks) OR as one reader put it: "A yuletide story of what happens when his package gets shoved in her box by mistake." *** Zoey Franklin's post-college life is a mess. She's jobless, newly single, stuck living with meddling parents, and forced to hang out with her parents' friends, the Londers (AKA complete strangers), for Christmas. The only thing maintaining her sanity? A flirty, banter-filled text exchange with a mystery man, sparked by a package mix-up. Tristan Londer is finally going home for Christmas for the first time in forever. While he hoped for some much-needed quality time with his family, instead he gets a house full of strangers taking over his space. Especially that one stranger--the one with the voice, and the eyes, and the sass, who's claimed his bedroom as hers for the trip. Even though Zoey Franklin is the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, he can't stand the entitled princess. Good thing he has his mystery woman to text with late at night. If there's anyone who can turn his mood around, it's her. *** Cover co-designed by @LNRoberts1 and myself

[COMPLETED] My grandmother is a witch. My mother is a witch. My sisters are witches. Even my daddy is a warlock when he's not moonlighting as a rat (a consequence of the aforementioned grandmother's temper). So you would think I would be a witch too, right? Nope. Not a spark of magic resides in my fingertips, and even worse, I'm beginning to think I'm allergic to magic. Kind of a big problem when you live in the middle of the most magical town in Mississippi. I'm just biding my time until I turn eighteen. Then, I can pack my bags and move out into the real world- with the normal humans. Until then, I just have to survive my grandmother's experiments, my sister's nasty temper, and the charms of the town's bad boy, Ash Goodwin. Easy...ier said than done.

My name is Hibiscus Brown, my best friend is a unicorn and my life is going absolutely nowhere. Oh, and I'm a witch. At least partly - the rest is all werewolf. After growling a little to loudly, Hibiscus, Kitty, Brown finds herself in the unfortunate situation of having to move back home to live with her dad /the werewolf/, her step-mom /the werebear/, and all the other creatures living in a small town called Nowhere. Surely it's just temporary? Surely even a half-witch/half-werewolf can figure out what she wants to do with her life? Surely the handsome werewolf who just moved back will ignore her, like he /mostly/ did when they were in high school? And surely the mysterious dark stranger who seems to pop up just about everywhere will help her when she needs it? So many questions... let's see if we can bring some clarity to it all, shall we? *** NOTE *** There will be f-bombs. And references to s-e-x. Nothing graphic because it's not my style, but there certainly will be shit that isn't super appropriate for a younger audience. You have been warned. © lenanorth All the words are mine. Please don't steal them. Write your own instead (and let me know so I can read them).

Over two years have passed since Freya entered the Midnight City and alongside her new family of misfits joined its citizens. But life of a soldier quickly whisked her far beyond the city's borders and those she loves the most. Now the time has come to return to the Winterlands capital and help protect the city during the Royal Trials. At the same time, the merciless waters of the Northern seas keep bringing unknown visitors to the Winterlands' shores. In the mighty shadow of an arena where trials take place, stuck in a web of secrets as well as carefully crafted lies of her own making, Freya must face yet another choice being taken from her, another change to the life she carved in blood for herself. And all that while the long forgotten past conveniently comes knocking... Disclaimer: This is a second book in a trilogy. In order to understand the story, please make sure to read 'Children of Night and Snow' first.