Thousands of years ago, a wall was forged out of magic to keep the world of the Djinni separate from the world of man. But the wall is starting to fail, and there is only one person alive that can stop it from crumbling- a sixteen-year-old girl who is totally unaware of the powers she possesses.

What if you met the man of your dreams but he was already married... to you? Jamais Vu is a time-traveling romance wrapped in a deadly mystery. Nessa is in the last year of her university studies when she begins to experience strange phenomena - waves of déjà vu, convincing her that she is familiar with places she's never been before. When she sees a bearded stranger, she is powerfully drawn to him, feeling as though she knows the older man already. But Dan is overwhelmed by the appearance of the beautiful younger woman, who is actually a youthful version of his missing wife. Nessa is somehow travelling ten years into the future to meet up with her the man who will eventually become her husband. Past and future become entangled as Nessa meets a young Dan in her present, while ten years in the future, Dan strives to save his wife from the clutches of a lethal serial killer. The clock is ticking as both a young Nessa and an older Dan attempt to keep the future intact, and restrain themselves from falling in love with the wrong version of each other. But is it cheating on someone if you're in love with who they are - just in another time?

"You!" Nefertari gasped, halting suddenly in the darkened passageway barred by the silhouette of a man she would never forget. A cruel smirk flashed on his face. "Yes me, Princess." Nefertari drew the dagger from her belt with inhuman speed, but somehow he was faster. He seized her wrists, slamming her into the rough stone wall and holding her there with his weight. She inhaled as best she could, meeting his eyes with fiery hatred before pulling her knee up hard. Twisting sidewards, he swiftly avoided her assault, reluctantly releasing one of her wrists. Nefertari's hand instantly balled into a fist and she swung it at his face. Moving aside, he used her momentum against her. Turning her around, he slammed her back into the wall, grabbing a fistful of her hair and yanking her head back. Nefertari grunted, unable to free herself. She felt the unbidden connection between them awaken again at their touch, its golden radiance coursing through her veins. "What do you want?" she asked through gritted teeth, ignoring the sensation. "You." His breath danced along the curve of her neck as he leaned in close. "Just you." ~ Nefertari was no warrior, but she was hardly a docile princess either. So, when her city becomes a target of the dark ones known as the Drakkon, she takes up arms to save her people. There was however, one problem. Him. A man born of shadows, raised by the sword and gifted with power beyond her understanding. How was she meant to fight such a man? Yet, Destiny had named its chosen and she was among them. Why her? She had no idea, but she would do all she could to banish the threat that sought to suffocate them. With loyal friends by her side, and all the courage she could muster, she hoped that Egypt could be saved from the one man whom her fate was unequivocally tied to.

Amelia is as normal as the next girl ...except that she is already engaged...to a Vampire.

' Those who are bitten must live a life of eternity fighting for survival. Only a few may walk the path of light. Those who walk the path of light must have a pure soul while living, and remain pure when bitten. These are the ones that kill the wicked ones. Those who walk the of darkness are cursed due to their wicked soul while living, and after being bitten. They are the ones that must be killed by the pure ones. This is the way of the Vampires and these two sides must never mix or else hell on earth shall be released.'