He was Stone Cold.. literally. Frozen in time for centuries, A vampire awaiting his beloved to set him free. History always fascinated her. But she had no idea that it wasn't history that tugged her towards itself. It was the one who lived in the history. A cursed vampire lord turned to stone, A human girl born to lift his curse. Read more to find out how their story unfolds. (It's my first story. Please go easy on me ❤) ~I don't own the picture used in the cover.~

[COMPLETED]✔ The Blood Magic Series |Book 1| 2017 Fiction Award Winner for Best Series. ❖A Wattpad Featured Story❖ 2017 Fiction Award Winner for Best Vampire Book. 2017 Fiction Award Winner for Best Series. ⁃⁃⁃❖⁃⁃⁃ "Where do you think you are going?" Locaine's lips are mere inches from my ear. A shiver traveling from the base of my spine to the strait of my neck at his hypnotic voice. "I don't want to play this type of game with you," my voice falters briefly, thoughts raking through my mind at the many possibilities to the outcome of succumbing to him. Locaine backs off me more or less, only to toss me around, pushing my back up against the door. His sculpted chest presses against mine as he flashes me a coy smile, "I haven't even explained the game yet and you already want to leave." ⁃⁃⁃❖⁃⁃⁃ Highest Hot List Rankings: #2 in Vampire Published on Amazon under K. A. Young. Ebook: $2.99 Paperback: $10.00 Patreon Downloadable PDF - Pack Tracker Tier: $5.00

"Come here" he said motioning for me to step closer. I knew that I had to obey his every word. It was just that my body decided not to move. "I will not repeat this again. Come. Here. Now!" he commanded me this time. That's when my legs decided to wobble themselves towards my biggest nightmare. I stopped when I was about a feet away from where he was sitting. I had to keep my hands together to prevent them from shaking too much. To make things worse, there was only this dead silence that surrounded us. Then, before I could even prosses what was happening, he grabbed my hand and brought my wrist up to his lips. I whimpered, waiting for the pain to come. "You have every right to fear me. This is going to be painful." Without warning, I felt an excruciating pain all over my body. A sharp cry escaped my mouth as his fangs ripped through my tender skin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She A simple girl forcefully taken from her home and separated from her small family to serve the Royal Pure Bloods. Him The Dark Prince, the most powerful hybrid on earth. Known to the world as a monster, an abomination. A creature unable to control his powers and is trapped within his own darkness.

------------------------ This is book THREE of the series, so if you haven't read book one (When The Sun Goes Down) or book two (Chasing Stars) I would suggest you do so before indulging in this piece. (: ------------------------ You were there when they met... You were there when they fell in love... Now be a part of.... The End. Experience the lies The betrayal The danger And the love One. Last. Time.

[COMPLETED]✔ Book 4 of The Deliverance Series Cormac smirks and replies, "Clever man...writing our worlds while hiding his daughters away." "My dad is my dad, you make absolutely no sense!" I'm quick to snap at him, frustrated by everything he's been claiming as the time he's spent here helping me with school alters his thoughts about me. Cormac chuckles while sighing, "No, nothing around you is what it seems, a clever way to keep you safe until you were ready to-" he cuts himself short as I can hear Edith banging on the door, crying for me. When his eyes glance back to capture my own, he tells me very carefully, "You've read it all...we weren't prepared for him and that's why your parents created all of this to keep you and your sister safe until...now." "I...I need to take my medication," when I go to move away, I feel the air shift around me, Cormac now standing before me. "No, you don't," he observes me with fascination, "there's nothing wrong with you." "But I see and do-" Cormac cuts me off when he gently chuckles, "There's much more you'll come to understand," he glances to the books and then nods, "be careful what you wish for..." "I just want this to all stop," I'm shaking my head profusely, not truly understanding everything he says. It doesn't make sense... ...it's words spun of a fairytale He's calm as I stare at him hard, asking, "What about Edith?" "She will be safe here, that I can assure you as your mother left nothing to chance," Cormac reassures me and at this very moment, everything around me seems to be flickering in and out of existence, especially when we both turn toward the books. "I'm scared," my voice is so weak and hardly above a whisper while Cormac picks up Code of Conduct. Cormac turns to me while holding the book in his hands. As he slowly extends it toward me, he arches a brow and asks, "Are you ready to tempt fate, little sparrow?" (Not Edited)

[COMPLETED]✔ Book 3 of The Deliverance Series Ménage--MxFxM How do you win a game when you don't know who all the players are? --⊰♥⊱-- "You can't break what's already broken..." "...you can't hurt a girl that's already dead inside." Although his question nearly shatters my heart to pieces, my voice is even, "I learned how to stop crying. I learned how to hide inside of myself. I learned how to be somebody else, somebody that I'm not. Most importantly...I learned how to be cold and numb..." He remains quiet, his lips pulling into a tight line as he clenches his jaw. The deep concern with multiple questions linger in his fiery reddish orange eyes pierce through my cobalt ones easily, almost as if he's staring straight into my soul. Briefly, a golden glimmer reflects across the surface of those unmistakable true born hybrid eyes... --⊰♥⊱-- Highest Hot List Rankings: #1 in Vampire (Not Edited)

NOW UPDATING ON KINDLE VELLA ONLY ~ Physical copies will be available for purchase once completed. **A MATURE FANTASY** Book #2 in the Elemental Heir Series. ******* "How long had it been? A month? Six? A year? More than a year? I didn't know. Couldn't say with confidence how long it had been since I had actually spoken out loud. I wondered if my vocal chords still worked... Or had they rusted over? Sometimes, I mouthed words to myself as I sat in the darkness. I didn't speak them... Just formed my lips around the syllables, just to see if my mouth remembered how. Sometimes I would sleep, and wake, only to lay there, un-moving, until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore, and then I'd sleep again. Over, and over... Sometimes, I'd open my mouth just to stretch my jaw muscles after going days without using them. Sometimes, I'd stand up and stretch my arms and legs and back after not moving for hours on end. Sometimes, I'd close my eyes and try, try, try... Try to feel the weight of my wings, which were no longer there." ********** ⚠️ WARNING! ⚠️ This is a mature book. This book contains graphic violence, adult situations, and sexual content. 18+ readers only. *********** #1 in ROMANCE ~ 5/01/2020 ***********

Sequel to 'All The Queen's Horses'. Read that book first. Sorry guys, I won't be finishing this story so you may not even want to start reading. Unfortunately, the demand for my original works is too high and time consuming for me to wrte any more fanfiction. Sorry. I do plan on rewriting TSL and ATQH as original works in the future...eventually. I do not own Morganville Vampires, just the plot to this tale.

I trembled when we entered the room. I had heard there was nothing quite like make-up sex and even experienced it once or twice with Shane. But this...this with Myrnin was so much more... I was struck silent as I watched him remove his jacket and undo the cufflinks on his now unbuttoned shirt. He slipped it off to reveal his sinewy muscles that ebbed and flowed across his chest to match his mood - or my touch. My fingers ached to trace their outlines, but I didn't dare move. There was no doubt in my mind that he was in control tonight. He walked around to my back and I felt him slowly release the zipper on my dress. It fell to the floor and I was naked before him, except for my black and white stiletto heels. He returned to my front and looked at me slowly, his eyes lingering in appreciation along the curves of my body. I quivered, every nerve ending felt like a live wire, ready to explode at his faintest touch. He sat at the edge of the bed and released himself from his pants. He stroked his hard shaft and ordered roughly, "Come here." I trembled as I walked to him and stood between his legs. "Kneel." I do not own the characters in Morganville Vampires, just the story line for this little adventure. :) :)

"Most intriguing. You obviously know who - and what - I am, but you don't run." He leaned toward her and felt her body react. "Quite the opposite in fact," he murmured as he kissed her neck. Claire felt a shockwave of desire for him. She wasn't sure how long she would be able to think clearly. "Myrnin, wait...We have to talk...You have to remember," she said between breaths. "My dear, you needn't use such far-fetching pretext to gain my attention," he purred seductively. "All you need to do is ask and I will freely give to you. Not that I don't enjoy these amusements. You have intrigued me. Which indeed, is no small accomplishment." Her breathing was becoming shallow as he trailed kisses from her neck to her ear. Before she could stop herself, she found her fingers entwined in his hair. His voice was low as he stepped purposefully between her legs and slid her forward, right to the edge of the bed, to meet him. He growled softly in her ear, "Tell me what is it that you desire? Ask anything. I promise you won't be disappointed." Claire inhaled sharply, all intelligent thought gone from her mind. She felt his hand slide up her leg - the one sheathed with the hidden dagger - and stop. "My, my, my...Aren't you full of surprises? " he growled low in pleasure in his throat, "Would you like to try to use that on me? I think I might enjoy that game very much." She felt his hand gently remove the dagger and whispered against his lips, "No we can't do this. Not here, not now, and not when you don't remember me." "I will most definitely remember you," he kissed her neck and jawline as Claire felt his wandering hand continue to glide up her leg. "You are quite a contradiction, little Claire. Your lips say no, but..." He found what he was looking for and she gasped. He smiled wickedly. "Your body clearly says yes." Note - Story contains some sexual content and strong language. I do not own Morganville Vampires, just the plot to this tale.