More deaths, more blood. Then the call came. The soft plea from one of his own. "My Lord... Help us. Please." He rose slowly from his throne, sword in hand. It was time. His breath quickened as he continued to watch the scene below, focusing his attention on all those that opposed him. Those that had dared to enter his lands with chaos and disruption on their minds. His Amazon's had fought bravely, had slain an incredible number of them. But now it was his turn. And he was angry. Blood red seeped into his gold eyes that burned with the fire he held within. No one defied him and got away with it. And no one, no one, attacked his Amazon's without there being consequences, by their hand or his. ~

"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.

Chosen when a child, Lady Joselyn is trained to be a ruthless killer. She is destined to be the English king's assassin and protector. Only he and the guild master are supposed to know. It's a life and death secret that must be kept. For an assassin survival is precarious. Life is something you simply cannot take for granted because the next day is never granted. Despite her privileged upbringing, Joselyn quickly learned how to survive on her own and to never trust a soul while following the Guild without question. Upon her return to England, a murderous plot against King Cassiush is discovered. Joselyn is shocked when she finds out who the fiend is. She's even more shocked when the King proposes marriage, a lot. An assassin has never married her king before. The last one who fell in love had her tongue ripped out and was burned alive. Letting her emotions cloud her judgment, Joselynfalls for Cassius and agrees to the marriage, jeopardizing not only his life but her own. Disobeying the Guild means death. Now she must figure out how to keep them both alive and not piles of smoldering ash.

*completed NOW A PUBLISHED NOVEL!* An ancient Cursed bloodline, a world-crossed romance, tyrant kings, a princess with dragon wings, a forbidden love affair, and a sorcerer meant to reign in chaos... this is the Redemption Saga. Bride of Alvar What if your entire life your mother declared you're destined to wed a king from a magical world? Would you believe her? Probably not. I didn't believe her either, until a handsome, other-worldly king showed up to claim me as his bride. Despite my annoying attraction to him, I let the magical king know about a complication: I'm already engaged to somebody else. However, when monsters from Alvar's world kidnap my best friend, I find myself whisked away to his realm marrying him anyway. But marrying a man I barely know and adapting to a fantastical new world is nothing compared to learning just how many dark secrets my new husband hides and that the fates of both my world and Alvar's rest on MY shoulders. For the edited paperback of this book go to this link: https://www.amazon.com/Bride-Alvar-Redemption-Silver-Reins/dp/B08LNJL4LN Best ranking: #1 in Fantasy

Liza was finally happy. She had a great family, a job she loved and she was finally free of all the pain. What will happen when she will come face to face with Jonathan, the man who had broken her heart, the man she loved and had left behind ? Liza claims to have forgiven him but can you ever truly forgive someone who has broken your heart? Jonathan had made a grave mistake four years ago. A mistake that had costed him the love of his life. When he comes face to face with Liza four years later, will he try to win her back or will he let her go, just like he did years ago ? Can Liza and Jonathan find a way to be together again or are they be fated to be apart forever? Find out all this in this sequel to 'Letters from an Ex- Wife' IMPORTANT NOTICE: This book will be removed from Wattpad except a few sample chapters on 21st March 2021 Cover credit: @damn-daniel p.s. If you are not a fan of Liza + Jonathan, you might want to skip the book, and if you are okay with it, then read on :) P.s. This is going to be a book where they get their happy ending together, so if you are looking for some other storyline then I sincerely request you to ignore this book and consider the last book as a stand alone. Don't get me wrong, Liza won't be running into Jonathan's arms and will be giving shit for all that he has done to her but it will end with them making up.

IMPORTANT NOTICE: This book will be removed from Wattpad except for some sample chapters on 21st March 2021. When her cheating husband accuses Liza of being a cheater, Liza looses it all. All while knowing her husband's infidelity, the only hope she held onto was that he would come back to her leaving his cheating ways. When he demands for a divorce, she gives in. Distraught by his accusations, she leaves the very home she had spent numerous nights waiting for him to come home. But an unfortunate accident lands her in the hospital. And the only way he would ever know her truth is the box Liza cherishes so much. In the box lie a series of letters she had wrote him. summary @alexa105 Cover Credit @trulyness

Amelia Hayden is busy senior at college with no time for boys, parties or fun. This all changes one Halloween night after she accidentally finds herself at the center of a cruel prank that sees her being offered up to the local legend, the Prince of Darkness, as his virginal bride. Believing the urban myth to be untrue Mia sets out to disprove it but is surprised when the Prince of Darkness turns up to claim his bride. Mia unexpectedly finds herself married to the handsome and mysterious Prince Luc. As Mia comes to terms with her new husband and martial vampire lifestyle she soon discovers that turning into a vampire has given her an unsettling ability to see the dead. When Mia starts seeing the ghost of her murdered sister-in-law, she begins a journey to uncover the truth about her murder and the dark secrets of Luc's past. #1 Vampire Book one of The Vampire Court Saga

Watty Finalist: Mystery/Thriller, On the Rise I see him vividly in my head. Him. The guy who calls himself A for whatever reason. The guy dressed in a black cloak with a hood that makes his face look like an endless sea of darkness. The guy whose voice is like velvet; so smooth; yet so deep and dark it sends chills down my spine every time he speaks. The guy whose simple words and actions are enough to send my heart into a frenzy. The guy whose black-as-night eyes captivate me day and night. The guy who enjoys teasing me and making me angry, like it's one of his new hobbies. The guy who has the power to make my legs turn to jelly in an instant. The guy whose past is so deep, dark, and bottled up that it scares me. The guy who spends most of his time stalking me; visiting me at night. The guy whose arms hold me so tight and securely. The guy who evokes feelings in me that honestly scare the hell out of me. But he's not just a guy. He's a criminal. The criminal that calls me cupcake.