Lorendian, a small country north of Russia, is under attack by Radeskian, a neighboring country with which Lorendian coexists peacefully only by immense effort. Radeskian is mad with thirst for power, perhaps even going so far as to plant a spy within the royal circle. But none of that matters to Celeste Edulici, the eldest daughter of Lorendian's single most influential family. Aside from not having seen her father in a decade, Celeste is something of a mystery, even to those closest to her. A dark cloak hides her face from view all the time, whether hiding beauty or abnormality nobody knows. Her face hasn't been seen in public since her dad disappeared. Not once. So when the tables turn and a royal starts taking interest in Celeste, she's at a loss. Between the loss of a father, an oncoming war, and a prince fighting for her affection, will Celeste finally shed her cloak?

He had waited for hundreds of years, centuries, and longed for his mate for almost as long as he's been breathing. With the tension between the two legendary kingdoms higher than ever, Aleksandr is worried for his mate. He believes that one of the chosen is his destinded one and he will not rest until he's found her. He's searching all over the land of the Innocent and he won't return to the Dark Kingdom without his beautiful Seraphina by his side. "What's happening?" My face was struck with worry but all Aleksandr did was stalk towards me predatorly, a dark glint in his eyes. Growing wary of his expression, I started to move back slowly only to be grabbed by two hands on my hips. Tingles erupted where he was grasping my hips tightly, confusing me. I've never felt this way before, not with any guy. I felt like everything was falling into place. I felt complete. "What's happening to me?" My voice was quivering. Not in fear, but arousal. In fact, I've never felt so heated in my life. I literally wanted to pull Aleksandr into my room and have my dirty way with him. I wanted him to touch me all over my body. I wanted him to use me, dominate me. An involuntary blush warmed my face. I wasn't embarrassed though. My body was reacting to him without my permission in a much more primal way. His nostrils flared all of a sudden and he slammed my hips into his, grinding me against him which elicited a soft moan from my lips. Not even a second later, Aleksandr captured my mouth in a fierce and passionate kiss. "You're mine," he whispered darkly. *FOR FULL SUMMARY READ THE PART BEFORE THE PROLOGUE*

Lady Guinevere is having a pretty bad time. Her father, Lord Lyon, has arranged a marriage for her with the boy she hates - Arthur Ector. Or, as she comes to discover - Arthur Pendragon. Guinevere is determined to prove that she will not marry the oh-so-snobby boy-king, but it's proving harder than she thought. Especially as she's sort of falling for him... and his best friend. Any help? No, the queen-to-be must battle this one out on her own.

A mere girl of a common scholar class is swept from her peaceful life to something bigger. Now picked upon as a candidate for the second son of the emperor, she's thrown into a world of discord and trickery. Behind the illusion of a peaceful life, power struggles revolving around love and happiness are vital for survival. Nothing is simply easy and one must fight to make it to the top.

"Who is she?" he demanded in an authoritative voice. There she stood at the centre of the ballroom, her dark tresses caressing the small of her back whilst her burgundy gown was wrapped tightly around her small frame. The wine tainted her lips a sinful red complexion. No one knew. **** Taken from her home and forced into a life of servitude in a foreign land, Ekaterina is faced with death, sacrifice, injustice and Him. Nikolai.

It's 1516 and the Italian Renaissance is booming. Our story starts with two very young different people. Francesca Visconti is a beautiful girl who's able to charm those with her quick wit and unseen intelligence hidden between the layers of thick unruly red hair. Giovanni D'Medici is one hell of a rake who beds any common whore and even his maids. He doesn't believe in love or such and thinks his future bride to be is an ugly hag just as rumours say. In the easiest terms to explain, he's a plain bastard. But everything changes when the two are brought together through the classic means of an arranged marriage. Though with a rake like Giovanni, will Francesca ever feel happiness? Even when he's touching another woman a few rooms next door?

Olivia Knight and Lord Gregory Willington have never liked each other. They make it very clear to each other that they want nothing to do with the other. So what happens when their respective parents decide that its time for their children to get married? What do they do when the people their parents want them to marry is each other?

Holly is a young werewolf who has been singled out her whole life, but when her pack finally pushes her too far causing the thin thread she had been hanging onto to break she thinks death will be her salvation. It’s a shame her plans are interrupted when she meets the alpha of vicious pack though, but is she to broken to feel love, a feeling she no longer believes in?

Juliet Rosewood has never been one of the attractive young ladies whom gentlemen favour just liker her sister, Titania. Resigned to a life of being left of the shelf, she is ardently surprised when she catches the fancy of a handsome earl, Edmund Aughust at a masquerade ball. However, as she prepares to accept his hand for marriage after a brief courtship, someone unexpectedly attempts to sabotage her. Will the duo ever achieve happiness?