'Dance For Me, My Talented Princess' Her Dancing can silence a whole room. The way she loses herself in the music is breath taking and mesmerizing to watch. The way nature followers which ever way she moves. The way she moves shows how pure and innocent she is and how kind she is towards other people. But there is one person in particular who has his eye on the dancer. And that is how our story begins. Love, Tears, Mystery, Drama & etc is what you will find in this book. ©Copyright 2014 Dream_Girls_X

Rowan is whispered about throughout the land and feared by many. They tell the tale of her talent, spreading them into gruesome stories that keep the little ones up at night. They want nothing to do with her and her talent, keeping her at bay within the depths of a forest, where she lives. Rowan may be isolated, but she couldn't be happier, surrounded by the one thing she loves: nature. But when she receives an unexpected visit from someone in need of the one thing people fear, will her fate alter quicker than she imagined possible? Cover Designer: lumierutsuki

There are things worse than death... Valencia Faelen never wanted to be anything more than a normal person. She was just one amongst a thousand Altered- humans that are given the blood of fantastical creatures to enhance their natural abilities. The Council made her into one of the abominations that fit in nowhere except amongst those that created them. Neither human nor supernatural, Valencia often went unnoticed by those around her. There was nothing special about her talents or her heritage, until she learned to defy her masters. The Council morphed her into a trained killer by the age of sixteen. She killed the enemies of the Council to ensure her survival. It was the only way to guarantee that she didn't turn into a Rabid- the humans that were given too much supernatural blood- and go insane. By age eighteen, she was a killer on the wrong side of a bounty that would change her life. That was what happened to tools that outlived their use, but Valencia would fight even harder to gain freedom for her people. Even if that meant betraying the men that loved her. ~cover by debnam-careys~

“Why are you so nice to me?” He finally spoke, his voice quiet and smooth. I frowned, surprised that he spoke, but more surprised at his question. I shrugged, shifting in my seat uncomfortably and said, “I’m nice to everyone; why wouldn’t I be nice to you?” He gulped, his Adams apple bobbing up and down as he did so and he ran his fingers through his sandy coloured hair. “Because I’m a Rogue.” His green eyes stared deep into mine, the colour reminding me of the forest and I found myself completely lost in them. They were unbelievably beautiful. “You’re a Rogue; not a monster,” I mumbled, feeling my cheeks heating up in embarrassment. ~*~ Cover: adorkable Published: 7/18/14