Roxie Jones was once a budding artist until her ex-husband Mitchell destroyed her confidence. Mitchell never supported her dream of becoming an artist, even though he ran his parents' art gallery in New York. Mitchell leaves her for his thinner, younger secretary, saying her being an artist is why he couldn't stay faithful, she did not meet his needs. Xander Austin owns Dragon Lore Art Gallery and is searching for new talent. He discovers Roxie, and to his surprise, she tells him no to showing her art. Even more surprising, she is his mate. The second his eyes land on her at his sister-in-law's launch event for her new matchmaking business, his dragon roars to life, yelling she is their forever mate. Roxie is not convinced they are mates and doesn't think her work is good enough to showcase in his gallery. Xander has his work cut out trying to convince her she is the one, and her work is worth showing to the world. #1 BBW 10/26/19 & 2/6/20 #1 adult themes 11/3/19 #1 LOVEATFIRSTSIGHT 11/10/19 & 1/6/21 #1 Artist 11/17/19-01/15/20 #1 Happily ever after 12/4/19 #1 foreverandalways 2/14/20 #2 Modern 4/6/20 #1 Dragon 11/3/20

Amelia is a gourmet cookie baker from a tiny town in the West Woods Kingdom. She owns Amelia's Sweet Treats. Her family left her at an orphanage at the age of two. At eight, they place her in a foster care home with two other shifter girls. Twenty years later, she is summoned to the palace by the alpha prince's beta. Alpha Prince Daniel has been looking for the girl whose eyes have haunted his dreams for twenty years. When he turned twenty-one, he sent his people out searching for her. Ten years later he finds her because his older sister is having a gender reveal party. and used her to make gender reveal cookies. Amelia doesn't believe she is the right person for Prince Daniel, he is the heir to the throne, and she a lowly orphan. Daniel will have to do his best to show her she is his mate and meant to be the future luna queen. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED! THIS WORK BELONGS TO ME AND IT IS PROTECTED BY COPYRIGHT! PLEASE BE DECENT AND DON'T TAKE MY WORK. This has been published on Inkitt under my screen name. If you've read this on inkitt, I went through and changed a few names around.

''Tell me you're not dumb enough to think I'm going to let you go out with that scum'' he basically growled, his hands trapping me between him and the wall. ''Y-You can't t-tell me who to date. You left me alone for t-three whole years'' I said, my voice trembling from how close we were. He chuckled and looked from eyes to my lips, smirking. ''But now I'm back, baby'' ~~~ He's back. Her best friend, Aiden. They grew up together, with the promise that they'd never leave each other's side. Partners in crime, like everyone called them. That was until Aiden left, leaving behind no clues that he ever existed at all, giving no explanation as to why he had to leave. 'I'll never let him in my life again'' Evelyn told herself then. Little did she know he'd make his way in and not only would she let him in her life again, but she'd be the one holding the doors open.

I was named after the little mermaid, thought to be strong and brave. A name worthy of a princess, my mum used to say. But I didn't trade my voice for the handsome prince; I just never had it. I've always been the shy youngest sister, too afraid to raise her voice and make herself heard. I don't have the tail and I don't have the personality. I can sing, but no one ever hears me. I guess I only I have the red hair although it's not even naturally red. So how can I be part of his world when I can't even tell him my name? I better never meet the handsome prince, it'd be doomed to fail. So no, I'm not like the little mermaid, I'm just little shy Ariel. -:-:-:- BOOK #2 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Daisy, it symbolises "Innocence, loyal love, simplicity."

When it comes to crowds or even a small group of people, Aurora Price, is shy, very reserved and doesn't talk much. She shrinks into her shell. The only two people she's comfortable around are her brother's Griffin and Max. When she's at home chilling with her brothers, she's sassy, bubbly and always singing and dancing. She has the voice of an angel, and the body of a goddess... but... she's broken in her soul. She's been abused and doesn't trust anyone but her brother's. They've bounced from foster home to foster home... but no one wanted to keep two gay boys and a shy, timid little girl. Until...... Oliver Stone... Tattooed from his neck to his hips, light grey eyes that look like smoke, 6ft 2 and nothing but muscle. Girls drool and immediately drop their panties at the sight of him and he knows it. He ruthless, bloodthirsty, powerful and a cold blooded killer. On the streets they call him "Ghost"... Rumors say it's because if you piss him off or mess with his crew, you'll never see him coming... you'll never predict when your death will happen... but you can trust that it will. He likes to play with his victims.. that is... until he crosses paths with shy little Aurora. She tamed the beast and she doesn't even know his name. .................................... "Hello there little one." He whispered as his arms wrapped tighter around me. Of all the times and places I fall, it has to be right now and in the arms of a god!? "What's your name beautiful?".... Did he just call me beautiful? I couldn't speak... I was too busy dealing with a panic attack to tell this sculpted god anything. Why was he asking anyways? No one takes an interest in me... Ever. "What's the matter angel? Do I frighten you that much?" He loosened his grip... I manage a small nod. He smiles and gently brushes his nose against mine.. my brother's call that Eskimo kissing. Whatever that means. "No need to be afraid of me sweetheart. I would never hurt an angel like you."

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

Emberly Stinson is Alexander High's most shy, helpful, pure and innocent girl. On the other hand, there's Asher Colton. Alexander High's bad boy. He was graced with a gorgeous look, a Greek God's physique, all girls wanted to be with him and all boys want to be him. However, Emberly and Asher are enemies since childhood days and worst of all, they are neighbors. He teases her almost everyday but whenever a guy approaches Emberly, Asher becomes all possessive and goes caveman over her. One day, Emberly's parents have to go out of town for three weeks. Emberly has to stay at her neighbor's home until their return. You've guessed it right, Asher is her neighbor. What will happen during these three weeks? Will there be something more than hatred between these two? It is often said that there is a thin line between love and hatred. * "Tell me, does he make you feel that way?" What the he-- Asher started dropping light kisses on my neck. As much as I hated to admit, this felt good. "Asher, please stop." My voice didn't sound convincing at all. Instead of stopping, Asher started to suck on my sweet spot, making me arch my neck to grant him better access. I had to hold onto him tightly so that I don't fall down. I had to bite my lips to refrain myself from moaning out his name. "Tell me, nerd, does he make your tight little pussy wet as much as I do it?" He asked in a taunting tone. This sentence seemed to make my lust vanish. I pushed him with all my strength and ran out of the classroom. Be warned: Contains mature contents and is somehow cliche.

*Ophelia June Clarke* She was soft, sweet and nice. Her mother sheltered her from the world while the rest of her siblings got to venture out. *King Zeus* He was the great ruler of the skies and western land. He had led his people to prosperity. He had led his people through victories. Now after nearly 200 years without a soulmate he wanted to be done. Little did he know his last soulmate ball would be his greatest.

We've all heard about 'the main character'. The type of person who lives through the most dramatic and improbable situations, and finds the kind of epic romance you only see in works of fiction. Which makes you think about how unrealistic love like that is. I used to think the same thing until I met him. Until I met 'the bad boy' that, as it turns out, wasn't that bad at all, just simply...a boy. A boy with an easy smile, a charming personality and looks so enticing that I couldn't keep my eyes off of him if I tried. A boy whose shoulders were starting to slump with the weight of his past and his family. A boy who believed that the only way to survive was by putting a lock on his heart and chaining it down to a place so deep inside of him that no one could ever reach it again. A boy who, for reasons I'll never comprehend, placed the key inside my palm and didn't shy away when I tried to free his hidden heart from its restraints. A boy who made me the main character of my own story. A story I never want to forget, and which begged to be put on paper. This is that story. ~~~ #1 love triangle 8/26/2019 #1 teen romance 11/4/2019 #1 mystory 7/27/2020 #1 teen drama 9/9/2020 #1 goodgirl 9/12/2020 Cover by @alexandramar1e Contains swearing and mature language.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)