"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)

After her relationship publicly explodes, physiotherapist Lucy MacKinley decides that the mature way to handle it is to run away from home. But in the remote town she's fled to, she finds that British heartthrob Frederick Asherton is not only filming a movie in town, he's landed himself on her exam table. Frederick is charmed by Lucy's "adorkable" combination of shyness and spirit, and affection quickly turns to unstoppable desire. But when the relationship gets serious, can Lucy stand living in the public eye, even if Frederick gets down on his knee and begs her to share his life? **NOTE: This story is intended for readers 18+ as it contains sexual content intended for adult audiences** Another note: I started writing this story early in 2014. At that time, the movie mentioned in this story was still just a book. I thought I was writing about a movie that wasn't real. I'm leaving it, though, because there are some movie-related bits of my story that I really like. I hope you do too!

Trinity has never hurt a soul in her entire life, however life hasn't always been good to her. When a stray bullet blasts threw her temple, Trinity isn't really stunned. In fact she's almost revealed. After loosing her mother, Trinity's father drinks his problems away...while taking the rest out on her. Now she's dead, waiting in line....and trying not to bring any attention to herself. Nothing ever goes as planned in Trinity's world. Editing done by Tina @Little-Tina ^.^

"You took my father from me! You killed him!" I snarled, pulling against the chains. He watched me with those same dead eyes, not an ounce of emotion. "He trespassed into my home and stole my food, he got what he deserved." he stated calmly. I bared my canines, just wanting to rip through his flesh with them. "Now I know why." "Why what?" "Why no one could ever love you...you're a monster. A cold blooded beast at heart." I spat with hatred. "No one could ever love a beast like yourself." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Arabella, proclaimed as the most beautiful woman to ever live in Britain. Even the humans consider her a rare beauty. She was a kind-hearted girl, but she would stand up for whatever she believed in. She would fight whomever she deemed as a threat, and that included the beastly King of Alphas, Samuel Blackmoore.