A murderous, psychopathic pixie with a gun meets a equally attractive, maddening prince who also has a gun. The real twist? A mysterious disease threatens to end this murderous, psychopathic pixie, and her only hope may just be the prince whom she hates... But who are we kidding? There is no story if there is no undeniably, sexually frustrating, overwhelmingly infuriating attraction between Ms. Batshit-crazy herself and a certain prince who clearly has a death wish when it comes to his choice of woman. Buckle up, because when it involves Inferno and Rouhem... I'd start popping that popcorn now. ----------------------------------------------------------------- And god how good he looked in his leather jacket and blue jeans. It was pissing her off. "Oh, really?" he responded to the sound of her gun. His deep voice sent shivers down her spine. She never had such reactions to a male until him, and she has decided that no matter how amazing it felt, it was most likely for the best that she ignored it. "Yes, really!" she snapped, "you barge into my life and don't expect consequences? You must not be Rouhem. He would know that I can get a little trigger happy when someone annoys me, especially you!" Inferno knew herself well enough to firmly state that she was a very irrational person outside of grave situations. Anything that exasperated her usually was shot. It was a mere fact. "Do it then, pixie, make my day." ----------------------------------------------------------------- (WARNING: MATURE CONTENT OF ALL KINDS *EMPHASIS ON THE ALL PART*) (2nd book in this universe of brooding beasts and the women who slay more than Buffy, CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE, but there are spoilers for the 1st book... you've been warned... but hey, you do what you want... this was definitely way too long of a side-note... my bad... bye)

When Veia Phelde is cursed, she hardly expects the ruin it will invoke, but will breaking the curse come at a cost more than its worth in blood? +++ Veia Phelde had been satisfied with her life in her small cottage in the woods, never bothering anyone save for her job as a blacksmith's apprentice. But when she loses her job, Veia is forced out of her comfort zone only to run into a simple book that means so much more than she wants it to. With blank white pages and a title carved by knife, the single word that scars the leather can only be the work of fate, and the danger it contains... well, let's just say that's fate, too. When a devilishly handsome traveler offers to take her to the City of Magic to break the curse, Veia finds herself hopelessly entangled in a danger more powerful than she could ever know. +++ ~ Featured Wattpad Picks: Hidden Gem (May 2020) ~ @StoriesUndiscovered Diamond list (2019) ~ 2nd place in action/adventure, Coral Awards 2021 ~ 2nd place in action/adventure, The Pantheon Awards 2020 ~ 3rd place in adventure, The Blue Rose Awards, August 2019 ~ Written for the Open Novella Contest 2019, gen fic open prompt (since expanded; 45k word count) ~ Also available on Inkitt, Prose, Sweek, and Quotev (but Wattpad has the best version) ;) Beautiful cover by @TheFashionPixie

Being thrown to the wolves is a death sentence. Adalia knows that all too well, since she witnessed her own father being slaughtered in that same unmerciful way. Living life as a meek slave in a kingdom full of royals, Adalia has no rights and is treated no better than dirt itself. So when she's accused of a crime she committed out of fear, she is punished. Her sentence? Being thrown to the wolves. But things are not as all as they seem in a world oblivious to the hidden creatures around them..... *Cover by Van's Covers

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

***FIRST THREE CHAPTERS ONLY*** Published on Amazon*** Daphne is a Soul Reaver. A monster. A killer. A thief in the dark. Feeding off the feelings of strangers, she lives in self-induced solitude, deeming it safest for everyone. Once a year, siphoning emotions isn't enough, and Daphne must steal a soul to survive, taking the owner's life in the process. With twelve souls already taken, and counting, Daphne walks a razor's edge between madness and sanity every time she is forced to kill. On the night of her hunt, she finds the perfect soul, dark to its depths, seemingly beyond saving. Too late does she realize this soul is neither truly dark nor defenseless... As the hunter becomes the hunted, she tumbles into the world she was born to be a part of but never knew existed. Will Daphne find the answers she's been looking for her whole life? What about things she always wanted but never thought possible; companionship, friends and even love? Who can she trust in a world filled with monsters? ​ Cover by @BeyondCreative! Looks great doesn't it?

THIS BOOK IS CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN ON @blemished_me ACCOUNT! Xx ~the story of how the moon found the sun~ She couldn't stop. He couldn't begin. And in the stillness they created a whirlpool. And in the whirlpool they created stillness. started: 28/3/17

Love is patient, love is kind but above all, love is hard. "I am here to see the Archangel." "Aren't we all?" Replied the guard after chuckling at the blatant naivety of the frail woman. "Name?" "I'm here to see the Archangel." She replied stubbornly still not looking up from her shoes that peeked out from the bottom of her cloak, revealing more of her toes through their large holes than the muddy, worn leather that formed the patchwork shoe itself. They were her last pair. Not that she had taken many substitutes with her when she had left. A hasty departure was never well planned.

"With all due respect sir, adding a new member to this team will only slow us down." "On the contrary, if anything your team will slow her down." *** She's the ghost story you tell around a camp fire. The monster that hides in your closet. The nightmare that wakes you from your sleep. She's the definition of the word 'deadly'. She never smiles, never shows any emotion other than a blank stare. Unless, she's pissed, then it shows. She doesn't trust any of the other agents, only the chief. She doesn't play nice with others. She's a solo agent, always works alone, but that's about to change. Respect her and she'll take a bullet for you. Mistreat her and she'll put a bullet in you...if you're lucky. She's Agent 13... ***Book 1*** Highest Ranking: #1 in Action

Every King needs a Queen. Sebastian isn't going to let his slip away, no matter how hard she tries. +++++ Sequel to Million Dollar Man

[COMPLETED|EXTREMELY UNEDITED|WITH BAD SENTENCES & BRUTAL DESCRIPTIONS.** YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.] Have you ever heard of girls who were blind to love? Well, Arlette is physically blind. She had nothing short of a simple life. A good family and a good home... In a world of kings, villages, and monsters, people simply can't live happily ever after though. Things get even more complicated after her village gets destroyed. With the shelter filled up, she and her family are forced to live with the King. Don't be fooled by the knights and towering high walls, running away from a Beast isn't as easy as it seems. Fantasy #16 #1 under #curse #1 under #beauty