At sixteen, Sunngifu is more of a spoiled child than a dignified thane's daughter. She is destined to a life of wealth and power. Until her father fails to pay the Viking's tribute...

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade

[WINNER OF BEST HISTORICAL FICTION STORY IN THE FICTION AWARDS] There is a story that has been whispered into ear after ear across many countries. It's a sad but hopeful story, the story of The Lost Princess of Scotland. You should know that the story I am about to tell you is true. The horrific events within said story are real, however I should inform you that some details have been altered and exaggerated over the passing years so believe as much as you wish... ~~~ Seventeen years after the tragic attack on the Scottish Kingdom, Rosalie is leading a simple life with her Aunt and Uncle in England. Their lives are soon turned upside down when an unwelcome visitor calls upon their cottage. Running for her life Rose stumbles upon the help of Georgiana, Princess of England. Introduced to a whole new way of life, Rose finds herself falling for Georgiana's older brother, Alexander. Lust and power are a dangerous combination and Rose soon finds herself caught in the middle of a treacherous plot. The Kingdom may not be the safest place to stay after all. [[word count: 50,000-100,000 words]]

What's a reckless transferee with a feisty attitude got to do when her new school puts the lives of its students in danger? According to Summer Leondale...try and save it, of course. *** Used to being the new girl, Summer Leondale thinks nothing of staying long in her new school Montello High before she gets kicked out again for not being a model student. But she can't be further from the truth when she discovers that Montello High is more than what meets the eye--a school for delinquents with two rival gangs running the campus. Summer's chance for a normal high school life gets thrown out the window when she gets involved with Van Freniere, the leader of one of those gangs and rumored to be connected to an underground organization. A fire, murders, death threats, and more mysteries...Montello High is a magnet for danger, and Summer's attraction to Van has warning signs all over it. But when the school is surrounded by sinister forces that puts its students' lives in danger...well, Summer's always been a reckless troublemaker, and it's up to her to save it--if she can. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. COVER DESIGN: Regina Dionela

She vowed to stay. She just needed a keeper for maintenance. Henrietta Arturia is a drop-dead, gorgeous ice princess and yeah, a Freniere Mafia Reaper. She is an absolute recipe for immense destruction. But after witnessing Summer Leondale's courage, bravery and stupidity to fight for Giovanni Freniere, an old flame inside her spark to life and caused her to cross the dangerous line. And with all the risk and danger that she is bound to take, there is only one thing on her mission list that she has decided to push no matter how deadly it is: to seek revenge for her forlorn, unrequited love story. MONTELLO HIGH: SCHOOL OF GANGSTERS BOOK 2 Cover by Shaina Mae Navarro

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TAEHYUNG x JISOO

For eleven years, Leo Risso, a slave to the night, patiently watched over his charge without once letting himself be known. Sticking to the deepest of shadows, cloaking himself in the shroud of darkness he carefully bided his time. The monumental day that he had been so patiently waiting for has finally arrived—the day that Shelby Tanner comes of age and he can finally claim her once and for all as his treasured bride. Night after night, Shelby gets lost in vivid dreams involving a mysterious dark knight that had unexpectedly saved her. She had only been ten years old at the time when he swept in like a guardian angel and brought her back from an accident that should have ended her young life. As the years progress, the dreams come more often than not, leaving her feeling more edgy and restless each time. Imagine her shocked surprise when the very same knight that plagues her dreams on a nightly basis suddenly shows up in her apartment with every intention of claiming her as his own. This is a story of steamy seduction, of ultimate betrayal, of bewitching prophecy and timely rebellion that will certainly keep an avid reader, young or old, blood lusting for every last word.

"Our next is a girl of eighteen summers. She has smooth, unblemished skin and has been schooled in the arts of love and seduction. But most of all, she is untouched." my auctioneer and captor said as he paraded me in front of the men. They eyed their fill of my body but they were forbidden to touch. "Bidding starts at two hundred pieces of silver." I was returned towards the stage as the men stated their prices. I was a rare commodity: a slave girl yet untouched, eighteen, fertile when the land has been struck with a plague that left women barren. The price for me reached eight hundred silver coins and many have already backed down. "Two hundred gold coins!" a man spoke up. It was he, the man who stared at me with passion and desire in his eyes moments ago. That was quite a sum for a slave! "Two hundred gold coins going once, twice... Sold to the King of Ivaris!" the auctioneer shouted. There it was. My fate was sealed. I am a love slave and it is just my luck that I am sold to the same cruel king that destroyed my kingdom. *A story of love, of gods and goddesses, of reincarnation and magic, intrigue and betrayal, of kings and war...*