A cursed hedge witch learns about the home life of Harry Potter and someone tries to steal her talking skull. She is not pleased. |Year two of the Theory of Magic Series|

"Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand. For the world's more full of weeping Than you can understand." - William Butler Yeats Hello human. Yes, I will tell you my tale. Listen and listen well for I will not repeat it twice. During the tale you will hear whispers of love, of friendship, of family and a people bonded. You will also hear screams of terror, of pain, of heartbreak. A roar of the great injustices performed in our world, injustices I...well, you may be the judge of whether I deserved them or not; still, on they came. It is not too late to leave if your poor heart faints for such things. You're staying? Good. Pay attention. My name is Treeline. I am a faerie. No, I don't have wings. I don't sparkle. Truly, I would eat you if I were not currently bound. This is my story. [Highest Rank - #586 in Fantasy 10/22/2016] [Treeline is a WIP and generally pasted in rather raw and un-edited. Contents likely to change as we go along, constructive criticism welcome. Chapters will be added at least every Tuesday and Friday. Your feedback will be pulled into the editing phase once the first draft is completed!] [Soundtrack https://open.spotify.com/user/getyourgoat/playlist/3D02uXeXF7MIhQFy4Ewnhr ]

The long-awaited sequel to Unholy Matrimony! [#2 in the Learn To Love Series] Leila Anderson was born into perfection. Beauty, wealth, family, she had it all. With her three best friends by her side, she didn't think anything could ever ruin her. But boy, was she wrong.

A collection of stories all connected by one thing: Crescent City, the domain of werewolves. Slip through the streets of this city of magic and luxury, and you'll see alpha-kings with scars beneath their suits and blood staining the diamonds worn by their queens. Humans may be found there, too, scraping out a life in the spaces between pack territories. Fragile in the face of fangs. Entranced under predatory gazes. Loyalty unbroken even in death, forbidden love that flares into murder, and dark passions that come to life only in the deep of night. Welcome to a city that uncovers the beasts hiding in all hearts.

Only the very oldest people remember a time when people could see in color, ever since the massive nuclear explosion in Unmei, 2017. Millions died due to the explosion, with billions affected all over the world. The radiation caused cancer to those in a 2.5k km radius around Unmei, while the rest of the world believed they were safe of the radiation. Until the first child born after the incident was aware of its surroundings. That child could not see color. Birth after birth, every child was born without being able to see color. People worldwide start panicking as humans who were able to see color slowly died and disappeared from the face of the Earth. 75 years later, nearly the whole world is color-blind except for the very oldest. I was an exception...

Aliens... they came, they saw, they conquered. Our world was was nothing to them but an asset to be stripped of resources. Even 600 years after the majority of them departed, humanity still struggles to survive in the mess they left behind. Together with their horde of genetically altered life forms and the hostile environment they continue to manipulate, the few remaining alien castaways keep us subjugated and condemned to a life of abject misery. It's a world where only the strong survive. Some worship the alien overlords and some work as their lackeys, but all exist at their leniency. Yet one man has a plan. He is the Strintouri. He comes to unite the clans, destroy the overlords, and cleanse the world of their dregs. He brings hope to a derelict world, but to build anew he must first destroy. Highest Rank in Science Fiction: #30 on May 10 & 11, 2016 !!!!! (But that fact and $2.49 will still only get me nothing more than a cup of coffee)

(Book 2) Community connotes safety, togetherness. But does it? When Bailey and Chloe head back on the road, they come across strange markings belonging to a group intent on bloodshed and abduction. With a heinous enemy lurking in the shadows, they find help in new and old friends along the way. Together when they finally find Hargrove, all isn't what it seems with the make-shift, post-apocalyptic community. People are turning up dead and for once, zombies aren't the only ones to blame. Fingers are pointed, everyone becomes a suspect and no one is safe outside or inside these walls. Copyright © 2015 by N_D_Iverson All Rights Reserved. (Warning: This is the unedited, raw first draft) **Edited and expanded edition available for sale on Amazon and all other eBook retailers!**