She has everything a woman could ask for in her life but why does she feel that there's still missing? Emerald St. Clair world's renowned supermodel had it all, wealth, fame, and family who loves her. All of her sisters are now happily married, thanks to their prying Granddad. She isn't ready to marry and have a family on her own. She is fine with the way her life moves, traveling to one country after another. Her grandfather promised not interfered with her life in one condition: become the model of the latest jewelry collection of St. Clair Diamonds and travel to the exotic location of Saqr for the photoshoots. Before she could think twice she agrees if that's the only thing to make her grandfather stops breathing under her neck. But a series of unfortunate events at the exotic country Emerald found herself at the mercy of her archenemy, no other than Khalil Al-Farsi!

Melissa Crawford thinks she's just a regular teenage girl. She goes to school. She has friends, boy problems, homework...you know, the typical teenage angst. But she couldn't be more wrong, for Melissa Crawford is not a mortal. Her adoptive mortal mother refused to give her up and hired a witch to erase the enchanting Faery child's memory, not realizing that things aren't that simple. You see, when she was a little girl, Melissa promised herself forever to her Leannan Sidhe (mate), a Fae Prince, and a promise to Fae is sacred. When the Fae Prince comes back to claim what's his, nothing will get in his way. "Mortals are so arrogant. So utterly narcissistic to think that they are the only intelligence in this world, to believe their realm is the only realm, their way is the only way. "Many of you believe us fairies only exist in little kids' fairy tales. We are so much more than that. We exist, living in the Realm just a blink away from yours. A few wrong turns in the park or the forest and you're there. We sometimes walk among you, and you're not even aware of it. Believe me, we exist. Across the globe, your kind calls us and our realm by different names...but as William Shakespeare once said- a rose by any other name..."

Penny: I still remember the first moment our eyes met, something happened. Those icy blue eyes. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I could feel the magnetic pull and we're both helpless against it. Our eyes met constantly across the room. He would be the first to tear his eyes away. He's so powerful, though. So charismatic. He's a lycan. I'm just a regular werewolf. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I made up my mind that I would make him love me. I would fight for what I want. I would deny my own mate if it means I get to keep him. Three years I went after him single-mindedly. I laid my heart out for him. He kept pushing me away. Then one day he pushed too far...and I'm tired of fighting for us. There's no us. I'm just a fool. I'm done fighting. I made up my mind that I'm going forget him. I'm going to go out there and lose my virginity, over and over again if I have to. I mean, why hold on to it, right? It's not like I'm getting an award for keeping it the longest. Not likely that my mate will keep his virginity for me. Darius certainly didn't. Why the double standard? So, why can't he just leave me alone now? Why is he so hellbent on breaking me? Stupid lycan. Ughhh...stupid, stupid lycan. Darius: The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she's my erasthai. The one. The exotic looking dark haired beauty. Dark eyes taunting me. Haunting me. Only I'm not looking for the one. I'm a warrior, there's no room for a mate. A mate will make you weak. My enemies could get to me through my mate. Then it happened. She finally gave up. For some reason, it makes me mad. Not only did she give up, but she gets this crazy idea that she's going to lose her virginity to some random stranger. Fvck that! That's not going to happen. Nobody else is touching her. I'll make her wait until she finds her mate. She's so stubborn, though. She's driving me crazy. So, why can't I leave her alone?

Rank #193 Romance Genre November 8, 2015 ---- "I want you. Yield to me..." he announced again, this time pinning her down the sofa. Lianne's eyes stared deep into the core of his flaming gaze. She saw something there. Something that wanted her more than anything else. She shuddered as he began to caress her trembling hand. Shaking her head, she opened her mouth to express her disagreement, but before she could say that, her senses jumped anew as she heard a long knock on the main door. The sound surely made Ruen stop and quickly, awareness collided inside him upon seeing, this time clearly, the princess' wet eyes. "My great apologies Your Highness, but it is of a must that I inform you of your current meeting with the Council. Truly, they have grown to think that you are slacking in your responsibilities." "Jared," the King gave out a long sigh. Even without looking from the source of the voice, he knew already it was his most loyal butler. "If it isn't your timing impeccable." ~ ♥ ~ When all is left in ruins, how would a princess live being held captive inside the mansion of her most hated captor? Her freedom all denied, true. But, not her will and heart..... ~ 0 ~ Hi everyone! Do enjoy the story. The chapters are quite a lot but you'll find that each chapter is as enjoying as the other one. ^_^ Some themes and language are sensitive. Be forewarned also of some sexually explicit content in later chapters. Any comments and suggestions are welcome! Thank you! All rights reserved JMFelic Books

Rank #345 in General Fiction, March 12, 2016 ----- "Oh, Marcus, Marcus, Marcus..." the demon drawled. "I don't like how you ignore me earlier you know." "When have I ignored you?" Marcus felt his skin hairs raise when Heron grazed his lips on the plane of his neck. "This lunch." "I didn't!" But then Heron's hand moved to pinch his nipples. This ultimately made Marcus whimper, "ahh... Sir Heron!" "I couldn't fucking fight this battle anymore, Marcus. I'm done being patient." His hands left the boy's shirt, traversing up and into Marcus' tensed face. "Oh, how I love the way your lips quake Marcus. Let's begin our training shall we?" And with that, Heron closed the gap of their mouths for the first time. ~ ISY ~ Short Blurb: With Marcus still deciding if he should pursue becoming an exorcist priest or not, he was left with an ancestral house to care for. He needs all the help he can get to clean the house spick-and-span and the demon general of Infernal Armies, Bael, posing as a human butler, Heron, is willing to help him do so. However, surely enough, cleaning is not the only thing the demon wants to do the whole day... ~ ISY ~ Yes, you know it! This is a manxman short story. Gosh, *blushes* This is my first time creating a story in this genre, so yeah... its uncomfortable yet interestingly exciting! Since most of my Sanctum readers ship Marcus and Heron (even though they are both male) and that they wanted a spin-off story of them, so here it is! Enjoy!

Amanda wants to save Cord from his curse without sacrificing her life. Cord wants to keep Amanda safe from him. What would they do if the past comes to invade them? ~ 0 ~ Book 2 of I THIRST FOR YOU. If you haven't read the first book, I suggest you do so. I guarantee you will enjoy it! This book contains smex and smut scenes. Better be above 16+ to read it. All Rights Reserved JMFELIC BOOKS 2019

*Included in @KatyDreams Wattpad's Best Romance Books (Book 2)* In a large shopping mall we went. It was three storeys high, complete with restaurants and fast-food chains. He guided me to the second floor where all of the goods I had specified to him were located. Again, stores after stores were lined up for me choose, but I decided to enter one where its window knickknacks caught my eyes. The store was named, Ann Summers. Weird things. I most certainly hadn't seen objects like these in my entire life. The shapes were weird too; circular, elongated, heart-shaped in bold neon colors. There were even objects that looked like rods and cuffs of different sizes and colorful jelly rings with studs. My brain immediately registered children's toys? However, the moment I stepped inside the store, my brain immediately scratched the word CHILDREN and replaced it with ADULT! My eyes widened as I took in every single detail that welcomed me. D*ldos, lingerie, d*ldos, collars, d*ldos, nipple clamps? - what's that? - d*ldos, vibrators! - my mouth dropped - d*ldos, and more d*ldos! EVERYWHERE!!! Just what was this store all about!? Eriol, who trailed behind me earlier, now stood right in my side. He gave a light tap on my shoulder to which I immediately jerked away. Our eyes met and I swear he looked at me with a twinkle of mischief. 'Funny, you seem to have lost your way directly into this place, Milady,' he said and gave me a freaking roguish grin! ~ + ~ I am hoping that my vacation in my Aunt's mansion is worth it. Leaving my volunteer work in Nepal abruptly is not what I wanted but there is nothing I can do, my Aunt is just too insistent. I know staying in there would be enjoyable, but I never thought that everyday would become something more... more than unbearable, and it all stems to a certain man - the head butler of the house - specifically too attentive of me. Completed ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 2018

Rank #28 in Vampire 04.05.17 ------- Cord lifted a brow, taken aback. "I am?" "Yes, you are, standing suddenly in that opening without even so much as a knock on the door or a sound of your boot. And of course, with your pet beside you." Not to mention your eye-catching blindfold and wearing your ominous black trench coat so early in the morning, she wanted to add those but refrained. Cord this time lifted his chin and curved a little smile directly on her way. "I am the Master here, I do as I please." "So it looks," Amanda rebutted, flushed. Just as she did last night, she oddly felt he was looking right through that bloody hell of a blindfold, straight to her... straight to her inviting form in a mattress that needed a blessing of moans, grunts and mixed heavy breaths. ~ 0 ~ Humans, in their quest for imagination and a momentary cut from reality, created what were known as blood-sucking corpses - 'vampires'. They manufactured such immortal, beautiful, powerful creatures needing only that crimson liquid to survive. They created these beings who do not require air to breath, to do normal human activities, defecate, urinate, and even eat solid foods. Such limited imagination the humans have, yes, for they know not the true story of these creatures in the dark.... ~ 0 ~ Follow Amanda as she uncovers those and how her blood sings to one of them. ~ 0 ~ Status: Completed All Rights Reserved Copyright JMFelic Books

Rank #89 in Chicklit March 12, 2016 ---- 'Prank you?' he scoffed. 'You must be joking, my Sweet Rose.' He leaned towards me, but I guess it wasn't enough for he stood up, motioned our personal waiter to take the two chairs that parted us and place his own chair near mine. 'I don't do pranks. It is not fancy at all,' he continued after he sat down coolly inches away from me. My breathing accelerated. He leaned again and whispered close to my ear, 'I however do worse than that.' 'What-what do you mean?' I choked and shivered. 'I seek revenge, Daniella. Sweet, delicious revenge.' ~F~ Here's Daniella Rosecraft, the only daughter of the Rosecraft Family that owns a famous company that specializes in weddings. A self-proclaimed perfectionist, she aims to show to her mother that she can take over the business flawlessly. And yes, everything was going fine. Everything was according to her plan, until... 'trouble' came in the form of the President of the Fancy Pants Club, Erik Romano 'the asshole devil' Fancii. Her beliefs and character were quickly questioned by him thus making the ultimate clash of the history. With these two polar opposites, the question now is, how will they survive without cutting each other's throats? And with guns, drugs and the illusions staged by the Club, there remained a question still... Are their throats the only part that gets the damage or their hearts get a share of it too? ~ F ~ I present to you my Mafia-ReverseHarem Romance novel for all of you to enjoy. This is so much different than my usual supernatural/fantasy stories, but I assure you, this story will be worth it. Status: COMPLETED Copyright © J.M. Felic 2016

***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