Jacey thought she knew everything about the world until she moves to africa to manage a safari business. a chance meeting with a strange man in the savannah changes her life and leaves her questioning all she has ever known

I was a young girl living in ancient China during what became known as the Tang dynasty. I was found abandoned on the doorstep of a monastery by the monks that lived there, they called me Nǚhái or girl. My mistress called me Yīnghuā or Cherry Blossom as she found me in my blossoming Cherry tree. My mistress taught me to read, write and do sums from the time she found me and she trained me in martial arts even though it was frowned upon for a girl to learn. She instructed me up until my last round in what would come to be my last tournament, it would be years before I would see her again. With China torn by civic unrest and a gravely ill Emperor, the Crown Prince needed a bride of common blood that could quiet the people of the lower classes. When I was caught competing the Prince saw in me that opportunity and the power to keep the noble class from turning against the Imperial family by possessing the beauty they prized and gain approval from the military leaders for my fighting ability. In the end I was given a choice, marry the crown prince or perish and the latter was not an option.

"My Love, I apologise and beg for your pardon a thousand of times" I rubbed her beautiful strong current hair. Lillian turned her head and saw the healer rubbing a heat stone on pale skin, "Just set me free Theo" she whispered before her eyes closed. "I can't Lillian, I am selfish with you" I kissed her head thousands of times, she was the women I wanted to marry, she was the women to be the mother of my child. "Your Majesty, she needs a lot of resting, shall we take her upstairs?" The healer asks. "Yes, place her in my chambers- make sure your Queen knows nothing of this" I commanded when two guards lifted up her body and walked up the stairs. "You love her your majesty?" The healer asks. "I do" I admitted. "Don't mind me saying your Majesty, but she is clearly in pain. Why won't you just let her live her life?" he looks at me. "Because she mine and only mine, no other man will see her bare or love her like I do." I growled red hot anger burning through my head if I thought of my beauty in the arms of another man. ---- Highest ranks - #24 in Historical Fiction- 13/06/2016 #14 in Historical Fiction- 13/07/2016 #13 In Historical Fiction- 10/04/2017 Bad spelling and Grammer, please don't hate I will improve in time.

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

"Before our marriage," the king vowed, a malicious smile playing around his mouth, "you will submit to me. You will call me your king." Eada, the empress of Tria, was promised to the king of Vasda as the only way to keep peace between their two countries. As consequence, she must travel out of her own country and into the vast desert of Vasda where the perilous court of King Spyre awaits. Due to the king's infamous temper, she knows she must tread carefully. However, since this marriage would never have been her choice, Eada has no interest in the king. He is determined to change that. As time passes, she realizes the gods are against her when things begin to unravel, and she discovers that she's not the only one in danger.

Alaethia has spent a lifetime of luxury under her father's rule of the Persian Empire. When the city walls of her home are torn down by enemy clans she is sold by her father to ensure allies in battle. Betrothed to a man that has killed more men than the Devil himself, a favorable ally to have in war, but not in marriage. She is thrust into a world of fear and apprehension, where there are no people of her kind. In the commencement of the then small Roman Empire she finds that her color is a mark of surprise and curiosity for the people. Now Alaethia must fight to remain in control of her life, a man that vexes her every emotion, and as well prevent the destruction of all she has ever known.

He had killed them all. Slaughtered all of them for power, land and reign. He had them all annihilated except for one. The little girl with big doe eyes and silky baby blonde hair. The little girl with the shocking pull and sweet scent. The little girl who's frightened tears turned to blazing anger. The little girl who is plotting his death.

An ancient feud between two rival packs is the reason why Amber lives the majority of her life among the strongest pack in the Northern Hemisphere as the hated Omega, not knowing that she is destined for greatness, for the blood of an Alpha courses through her veins. When she finally finds her Mate, who turns out to be none other than her own Alpha, the infamous, cold-hearted Lucas Blackthorne, she is immediately rejected for being an Omega, but not before Lucas marks her in a moment of heat, dooming them both to a life of insatiable need. Banished from the only home she ever knew, Amber is forced to become a rogue when she meets her greatest ally, who helps her realize her full potential. Six years later, Amber is content with her life as Alpha of a pack that rivals her former one, and is owner of a flourishing-albeit illegal-business. Just when she thinks she has got a chance at true happiness, someone from her former pack is found murdered on her territory. Now, she must answer to her furious Mate who comes barging back into her life just when Mating Season, the time when her need peeks, is around the corner, all while an evil lurks in the shadows, waiting to strike. Published by TAPAS MEDIA 2020 Mating Season is copyrighted © 2020 by FeastOfNoise. All rights reserved.