***Licensed under Typewriter Publications. Ebook and paperback version of Sanctum is now available on Amazon for purchase. Grab a copy now and you won't be disappointed. ^_^*** High-class demon exorcisms were Father Azrael Traugott's specialty. He was so damned good at it he does it without breaking a sweat. His exorcism rites however were unconventional. No use of a bible or a crucifix or even holy water, but the ecclesiastical community didn't seem to mind. Called for a meeting one day, the Holy Pope instructs him to investigate a recent, of the many, demoniacal attacks in an orphanage house of St. Therese. Once there, he quickly discovered the cause, but never had he expected it to come from an unlikely source: a woman, who had broken his protective walls in more ways than one.... ~ 0 ~ For as long as Aurora Alexis Clave remembered, living in the orphanage house had been peaceful. Despite being bullied as a child because of a birthmark on her neck, she remained steadfast and compassionate. When the demon possessions started pouring in, she began to wonder how she could help. When opportunity came to do just that, she quickly grabbed it. However, she hadn't anticipated she'd have to deal with an alluring exorcist priest whose attitude was as labile as the direction of the wind. As their paths collide, attraction between them arises and dark secrets were soon uncovered. Dark secrets that involved realms beyond her human mind could handle.... 'There's a new badass in town, and it's an exorcist priest.' All Rights Reserved Copyright JMFelic Books 2020

Blake Vitale was a mess. Alam niyang para siyang bomba na malapit nang sumabog. He can even hear the ticking of the clock in his head, the time bomb in his soul. Pero pilit siyang kumakapit, pilit siyang lumalaban para sa hustisya at para sa kakambal niya. Sa paglipas ng mga taon, normal na sa kaniya na wala siyang emosyon at wala siyang maramdaman. Day after day, he got broken and broken until there's nothing left of him. He plead for forgiveness. He plead for absolution and for remission of every sins he committed. But would his broken soul's plea be heard? Or would he lost his soul altogether? CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | P-18 COMPLETED Cover: Astrid Jaydee

"You are mine, Natalya. I will show you over and over if I have to." ***** In a werewolf's life, you live your life around constant companionship but what you yearn for most is the connection of your soulmate--the goddess given blessing that will keep you sane. The only love you crave for the moment you shift. Natalya felt the bond severed. Her hope to live a life like everyone she knows and cherishing their mates were immediately crushed. Angered at the world and fate for taking someone she barely met, she became cold and pushed everyone away. That was until one fateful day, she finds a surprise at the Alpha King's arena.

"I am made to please you, Octavia." (Completed, Edited 45%) ********* Alpha Maksim lived his life hoping to meet his mate one day, complete the bond, and live a happily life with their little pups running around them. Not getting any younger by the minute, his wolf and him were beginning to feel restless but things took a turn when his two Alpha friends and him were sent out to contain a riot at another waning Alpha's land. Octavia had finally came to term that she will be forever alone. Her supposed mate was nowhere to be found and at age twenty-nine, she was way passed the point of when her mate should have found her. A spinister in her pack, Octavia devoted her life in taking care of the orphans who had lost their parents due to their Alpha's selfish rule. The two never expected to meet at the most unexpected. Completely surprised and caught off guard, they will soon come to know just how sweet it is to wait for the one made for them. Highest Ranking #9 Werewolf

"Our next is a girl of eighteen summers. She has smooth, unblemished skin and has been schooled in the arts of love and seduction. But most of all, she is untouched." my auctioneer and captor said as he paraded me in front of the men. They eyed their fill of my body but they were forbidden to touch. "Bidding starts at two hundred pieces of silver." I was returned towards the stage as the men stated their prices. I was a rare commodity: a slave girl yet untouched, eighteen, fertile when the land has been struck with a plague that left women barren. The price for me reached eight hundred silver coins and many have already backed down. "Two hundred gold coins!" a man spoke up. It was he, the man who stared at me with passion and desire in his eyes moments ago. That was quite a sum for a slave! "Two hundred gold coins going once, twice... Sold to the King of Ivaris!" the auctioneer shouted. There it was. My fate was sealed. I am a love slave and it is just my luck that I am sold to the same cruel king that destroyed my kingdom. *A story of love, of gods and goddesses, of reincarnation and magic, intrigue and betrayal, of kings and war...*

Selene Illy Montebello is a Princess in the making. She was set to be the most sought after bachelorette and a future beauty queen. Undeniably one of the most beautiful at her age. In a snap, people would bow at her, in just a mere cold stare, people would apologize to her. *** Selene Illy Montebello has everything, beauty, wealth and fame. Except for one man, who used to be wrapped around her fingers. The man cut loose and fell in love with a woman, her exact opposite. Zeus Eliseo Romualdez will never fall in her trap again. More so, he will hate her for a sole reason...An untimely marriage with her. Will love find its way to its owner? Or will both develop hate towards each other? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish, a combination of Tagalog & English. COVER DESIGN: Regina Dionela

Berry Lacsamana had given up on life. But when she one day wakes up in a strange bed with someone calling her his wife, her life begins to take a different path. ****** When Berry Lacsamana wakes up in a room she doesn't recognize, hooked up to medical machines, confusion and anxiety consume her. Deepening Berry's fear is the presence of Cadmus Valcarcel who treats her coldly and and looks at her with resentment. "Finally," he said with coldness in his voice that made her shiver, frightening her. "My infamous wife is awake." Berry isn't anyone's wife, lest she is married to Cadmus. However, when she sees a photo of Cherry, a woman who looks like her from every angle, Berry begins to have some suspicions. She knew she was Berry, not Cherry... wasn't she? DISCLAIMER: This is a Filipino language story. WORD COUNT: 194,647 COVER: ASTRID JAYDEE WARNING: DON'T READ THIS STORY IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE DEPRESSING SCENES, SENSITIVE TOPICS OR MATURE CONTENT.

Napansin agad ni Laura Arden ang mga kakaibang bagay sa bayan ng Van Zanth sa unang araw niya pa lamang dito. Lalo na noong nalaman niyang sa isang lumang mansion siya titira. Pakiramdam niya nagsisinungaling si Aunt Helga noong sinabi nito na silang dalawa lang ang nakatira doon. There are certain times Laura feel someone's presence inside the place. Isa pa ano bang meron sa third floor bakit hindi pwedeng pumunta doon? LIVING WITH A HALF BLOOD Genre: Fantasy Mystery Adventure Romance "She may not be living with normal people." written by: april_avery

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

Mia Eleoner Dela Prado is a perfect child. Lahat sinusunod niya. Lahat ng mga gusto ng magulang niya. . . Tinutupad niya. Pero sa likod ng pagiging perpektong anak, kahit kailan ay hindi naging perpekto ang kaniyang pamilya. Their father left them for another woman. At nang dahil 'don ay namulat ang kaniyang Ina sa paniniwala na ang lahat ng mga lalaki ay nabuhay lang para saktan ang mga tulad nila. Dalawang bagay ang natutunan ni Mia sa Mommy niya. Una ay huwag magpaloko sa mga lalaki. At pangalawa ay unahin ang edukasyon. Her mom wants everything for her to be perfect. Kahit ang buhay nito. Upang matupad ang gusto ng kaniyang minamahal na Ina, sinunod niya ang gusto nito. Ang gusto nitong 'Huwag magmahal hangga't hindi ka nakakapagtapos.' Tama naman ang Ina niya di'ba? Tama namang unahin muna ang pag aaral . . . Pero hanggang kailan ito magiging tama kapag umabot ang puntong nasasakal ka na? Kapag umabot sa puntong nasasaktan ka na at nakakasakit ka na? Handa mo bang baliin ang batas. . . para sa kaniya?