He was said to be the strongest of his kind. Impressed by his strengths and foreseeing his regime as a great king, he was blessed with a mate who would complement his strengths and character... but she turned out to be the infamous Bastard Princess. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio.

She's the reason the heart of my family had been torn apart. Because that night, I'd chosen to save her. [Cover Design by Ren Tachibana]

Despite the unshakable attraction between them, Maeve and Lucian are uninterested in love and marriage; especially since they hate one another and couldn't think of a worse match. • • • London, 1815 Maeve Langston's aversion to the opposite sex has given her the reputation of being an insufferable wench, so men have learned to stay away from her. Lucian Thorne, Baron Worthington, has become somewhat of a cynical hermit since his return from the Napoleonic wars, injured and disgruntled. When the two meet, they rapidly learn to despise each other. She appears to be a narcissistic brat, and he keeps acting like a pompous arse. Lucian wants nothing more than to stay away from Maeve, but his best friend has his eyes set on her for marriage. He has no choice but to show him the dreadful harpy that lies beneath the lovely facade. However, the more time they spend in each other's presence, the clearer it becomes that first impressions can be wrong. Between their unexpected similarities and the sparks that fly every time they meet, what started as hatred slowly shifts into something different. Something both of them will find much more dangerous. • • • This is the second installment of the Langston Series. Although I advise you to read the first one first (The Prince and the Spitfire), it can be read as a standalone.

[COMPLETE] Brenton Tucker swept like a cool breeze into the long, stifled summer of Amelia's life. He was everything a hero should be-- all easy smiles, broad shoulders, and rakish good looks. Years of common sense left her when he invited her into his company, and she found herself tangled with him beneath virgin sheets. He worshiped her body, crooned sweet promises into her ear, and a dismal future forecast of drudgery and struggle lifted away at his words. He claimed her, stole her away from strangled city life, and rewrote her future in one glorious night of star-crossed lovemaking. There was just one problem-- Brent Tucker wasn't hero of Amelia's story.

{Shortlisted for the Wattys 2022} It's 1798 and The Lenoir family controls a significant part of London's dreaded and violent underworld. They reap the rewards in high-class society but Clarissa Lenoir has little interest in society or the people within it. Instead, she is following in her grandfather's footsteps as the leader and protector of The Strand, however, a problem, in the form of a silver-eyed man and rival leader, is about to throw her world into chaos. Clarissa is determined to best this entitled and immoral duke in any way she can and refuses to fall prey to his dashing looks and lavish words. Will she risk everything, including her own life to see this man crumble at her feet? Or is there something stronger than revenge in her heart?

~ Kinley ~ In the world before, the balance fell. Some say it's because the war between the two sisters of the afterlife got out of hand. Others aren't believers. But I know the truth. The world fell because of a beast, the same beast my sister has been called to slay. There are only two futures for an eevie like me: tend the Emerald Flame and endure life as a temple priestess or become a member of The Thorn, the shield maids of The Willow who protect the balance. At .0003% of the supernatural population, our numbers are sparse, and soon The Year of the Beast will be upon us. What's an eevie to do? Enroll in Nadora college, become a mayru, and infiltrate the vampire faction. I won't let my sister do this alone and if walking straight into the enemy's lair is what it takes, I'll do it. Priestess hood can wait. ~ Tristan ~ Two thousand years, that's was my penitence for being "a monster". Betrayed, locked up, and left with only a snack. The world may have forgotten about me but it won't take long for earth's inhabitants to remember who I am once I retrieve my stolen sword--the blood will flow, heads will roll, and hearts will part. The best part, I got let out early. As I'm concerned, the Year of the Beast starts now. Author note: - This is an original work with my take on Vampires. - This is the THIRD book in my Blood and Honey series. But it can be read as a stand alone as it takes place in a new world. - Currently, #1 and #2 are available to read.

~A Wattys and Fiction Award winner* A lion does not need an invitation from a lamb. That is not the way of the predator. Predators take what they want, when they want it, however they please. And this belief that I am, that evil is, enslaved by the dark night is humorous to say the least. Why would any creator make their pupil inept of withstanding the lighted world when this planet is covered in daylight for half of its life span? No, our Maker did not instill such restrictions for, up here on these earthly lands, we are the gods of prey. ~ Tristan There is only one rule vampires must follow--Bite Hard. It is forbidden for humans to know vampires exist so you can imagine Tristan Darkos's surprise when he finds one that knows what he is. He can tell by the tremble of her body, the thump-thump of her pulse, and her dilated pupils. He's going to have to finish what some other vampire started. The problem is when Tristan gets close to this human his blood turns to fire and the thirst that burns in his throat that should spell her doom twists until he's consumed by another need--one that is evocative, primitive, and...wrong. If Tristan doesn't figure out the mystery that is Kinley Shea Rylan, it is certain whatever dark force her honey blood is summoning forth will be the end of him and, possibly, the end of the world as we know it. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Author note: - This is an original work with my take on Vampires. Hope you enjoy it! ***Available for a limited time *** ( ie. Whenever I finish this series or WP notices me) Blood and Honey Milestones: - Wattpad Featured story 9/20/17 - 2018 Watttys winner~ The Contemporaries - 2018 Fiction Awards winner in Vampire category

~Kinley~ For a thousand days and a thousand nights, he and his army shed the blood of the humans that thought they ruled this earth. It has been a hundred years since the world of light fell and darkness took over. They call him the Beast of the Damned, but to me, he's a giant mystery. A ruthless vampire whose cold gaze seeps all the way into my bones. The war is finally over, yet the angels who betrayed their creator and humankind now live among us. They want their own kingdom in this new world and they also want me. ~Tristan~ Death is what I bring. Some say it's what I am. It doesn't matter either way because it's time for me to return to Valderanna. With the taste of war still running through my veins, it's going to be hard to return to a mundane life. I plan to stay away from her because my soul is the darkest it's ever been. It only wants to spill red and feast on the hearts of her kind. Everywhere I go, she's there, tormenting me with her cinnamon-spiced blood. She's always been my greatest temptation, but this time there is something different about her. This human is going to be my undoing and I hers. Author note: - Please note, this story has not been professionally edited. I do my best to ensure it is error free, but I am only human. *sigh* - This is an original work with my take on Vampires. -This is the SECOND book. Please read the first book in this series titled Blood and Honey before starting this one. ***Available for a limited time *** ( ie. Whenever I finish this series or WP notices me)

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

When Vera was young she saved a witch from drowning. The witch looked into her eyes and read her future. She gave Vera the one thing she would want most in the world. And as Vera's life unfolds - broken the night he came and took her dream away - little would Vera know that she had saved the witch, but the witch had saved her also that day. Please note this is a short story. Mature language is included. Thank you for reading.