I've hidden behind the lens of a camera since I was seven years old. My Mom dying turned me into a shell of a person; I stopped speaking, I hid behind fake glasses, my hair and baggy clothes. I let my father move us around, never asking questions when he would disappear for days at a time from the time I turned thirteen. The only thing that my father did that ever got the rare smile from me was when my birthday came around and he brought me a camera every year. The camera was my security blanket, another eye that I used to see things through, another way to observe even as I pressed that shutter button. Moving to a new town, a new school never fazed me; I never purposely drew attention to myself. I hid behind the camera, like I always did and that was when I started capturing them just like they started capturing my heart. *This is a work of Fanfiction based on C.L Stones Ghost Bird and Scarab Beetle Series'. I do not own The Academy or any of the Characters. They are all C.L's.* THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT! I WILL PUT A AUTHORS NOTE WHERE TO EXPECT IT.

Sang's storybook happy ending is just within her grasp. Now that everyone involved with the distribution of JH-14 and the whole money laundering scheme is sitting -not so pretty- in jail, Sang can finally concentrate on becoming a full Academy member. Her opportunity to prove herself comes when her boys get called in to help a team out in California for the next week. Sang just has to endure one week without them. One full week of her figuring out her own problems without the boys trying to jump in to save her. But no one predicted JH-14 to be massed produced with horrible adjustments to its chemical makeup. People always assume a zombie apocalypse would be created by Mother Nature. Not by people. Now Sang has to team up with a very unusual group of people to be able to stay alive long enough for her boys to find her. ** This story is a FanFic of The Academy Series, and I DO NOT own any of the main characters. They belong to the amazing CL Stone, but I have put a lot of my own creativity within her original story. So please be kind and ask if you want to use any ideas from the Crazies Series.**

Sang Sorenson grew up in Greece and used to be close friends with Silas Korba. But then one day he left with his friend and she never saw him again. At least until six years later, when she moves to Sunnyvale Court in South Carolina. But things can't be fixed with a simple "Hey, great to see you again." Sang has to learn to trust people, to believe that they really will be there, no matter what. She has to learn what a real family is all about. But with bad men out to get her family, how can she do that? Will Sang open up to the Blackbourne team in time for them to help her? **Characters are based from the C.L. Stone's Ghost Bird series and are not mine. This is fan fiction. This story is for entertainment purposes only and will not be sold in anyway.** Book One: Please Don't Leave Me Behind Again (Completed) Book Two: Please Don't Ever Let Me Go (Active) Book Three: Please Don't Let Me Shatter Again (Coming Later)

(Complete) **A MATURE FANTASY** Book #1 in the Elemental Heir Series. Now published and available in PAPERBACK and KINDLE on AMAZON!! 🤍 "Your ready wit never fails to surprise and delight me, Brenya." He murmured, his lips only inches from my own. I blinked, my lips parting, as his heady scent encircled me. He licked his lower lip, running his teeth over it as his electric blue eyes burned into mine. The heat of his bare chest seeped through my thin cotton shirt, thawing my icy irritation. "Even when you're being cross." He added in a low voice. He leaned closer, before I could respond, and ran his teeth along my jaw. I suppressed a moan. "I wouldn't be cross if you weren't so keen on irritating me." I said, unable to hide the smile in my voice. I felt his answering smile against my neck. "How can I make it up to you?" He whispered, planting gentle kisses up and down the column of my throat. He moved to the other side of my neck, flicking his tongue once against the mating mark near my shoulder. My hands slid up his abdomen, exploring the dips and hard lines of his muscles. Heat uncurled deep in my belly, spreading lower, and lower, until I felt my panties dampen. He growled into my ear, sending shivers down my entire body. *~*~*~*~*~* ~#1 in ROMANCE 9/13/18~ ~#1 in ACTION-ADVENTURE 12/05/18 and 4/25/19~ ~#1 in ACTION-ROMANCE 1/16/19~ ~#1 in DRAGONS 6/9/19~ ~#1 in FAIRIES 7/20/19~ *~*~*~*~*~* ⚠️!! WARNING !!⚠️ This book contains intense violence, mature language, and strong sexual themes.

Skylar pledged her life to protect her homeland, but she didn't expect that she would have to resort to marrying the king's brother and using her wits instead of a sword. ***** Skylar is not a typical noble lady. Captain to her own company, she feels more at home with a sword in hand than in the ballroom. Her whole life gets turned upside down when she is forced to marry Lord General Gawyn Gryphonheart for the alliance. The vicious political machinations will be the least of her problems because a far darker threat is looming in the east. Skylar, with her fighting experience, might be the only one who sees it coming. If only her husband trusted her enough to heed her advice. Can she fulfil her role as a graceful and obedient wife at the royal court and convince the noble families to unite against the monsters believed to be merely a legend? (Book One of Till Death Do Us Part series) [[The Wattys 2021 Award winner in the Fantasy category]] [[Word count: 70 000 - 75 000]] Content warning: This story contains violence, bloodshed and occasional crude language.

|UNDER EDITING| Do not believe the telltales. Behind the veils of light, something lurks in the shadows. The demons and the vessels they dwell in that never were once washed out, clawing their ways to spread their blight. Then again, I did say to not believe the whispers. Not even my very words and those written in books. Not everything is what they seem. Oh, I must get going. I am a very busy person with all those waiting for me to guide their souls. But before anything, Greetings, the Goddess of Space welcomes you to Luminozenko, a world wherein people-Feralis' lives circle with magic, given by us Gods whom they descended from. I shall bid you goodbye, for now, and we the Gods bless your journey. TRIGGER WARNING/ CONTENT GUIDELINES: This story contains mild to strong language, violence, and other presentations that may be triggering and not suitable for some readers. Otherwise, enjoy reading!

Amberleigh had been recklessly traveling between realms for years (accidentally, of course) unsure of how or why she continually found herself in a world called Erivale. Stuck in a not so great situation in the human realm, she escapes by literally falling into Erivale once again - although this time is different. A mysterious man traveling with a pack of wolves snatches her from the edge of death and claims to know her history. He also wants the bounty on her head. Leave it to the cold-blooded stranger to not so subtly break the news - Amberleigh was an Elf. Of course, it couldn't just stop there; she was an Elven princess. Cue adventures, sword battles, etiquette lessons, and magic. Amberleigh will need all the help she can get to make it through. The world of Erivale isn't as magical as it seems, and a mystery is unfolding - one that threatens Amberleigh's life and the freedoms of those around her. The Lost Princess is returning to Erivale, and no one, not even she, is ready for what is to come. Currently being edited. Damn Fine Writing Contest Grand Winner 2/13/2020 The Warrior Awards Third Place 3/28/2020 The Sparkle Awards First Place 5/26/2020 Rated ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ by the Mystical Awards 6/3/2020

*Rule #1 Don't stare. It's rude and suspicious. *Rule #2 Don't look them in the eyes. It can sometimes be seen as a challenge. *Rule #3 Always remember that they're practically animals. *Rule #4 (By far the most important rule) Never ever forget your wrap at home. Four simple rules. That's all I have to follow. With those four rules I'm seen as just "one of the guys". Which is fine by me. After all, playing Division 1 Mens Hockey at the college level is hard enough, but being a girl on that level? It's unheard of. So if wearing baggy clothing and befriending the medical staff keeps me known as a "guy" then so be it. Eventually though its not enough. Boys are practically hounds, they can smell girls. And all it takes is one slip up and the whole team will know I'm a girl. But maybe everyone knowing won't be such a bad thing. After all, hockey boys are pretty hot. Well some of them. It doesn't help that my body seems determined to end my hockey career too. Everything used to be so quiet and simple, but lately everything is so complicated. Oh boy. I just want to play hockey. ~~~~~~ Warning: This book contains lots of swearing. Some of the content may also be triggering. This book contains themes of Abuse, Trauma, Sexual Assault, and Depression. Read with Caution. There may also be a few steamy scenes. This is a Reverse Harem Romance