Warning - This is a Dark Fantasy Romance. There are scenes of abuse, non-consent, and violence. Only the first 5 chapters are available on Wattpad. Ophelia I never wanted this. I never asked to be a Luna. I only wanted a mate who loves me and cares for me as I do him. A simple life; happy and secure. I never knew that there was no humanity left to soften the Beast. I didn't understand until it was too late. I ran. I ran into the arms of another wolf. A good wolf. A knight in shining armor. A fairytale prince... but royal blood would never be stronger than a TrueBorn. I will always belong to the Beast. Gideon I am TrueBorn and no runt princeling will take her from me. She is mine. If I need to become King to Claim her, then so be it. I will make her a Queen. Luna's are fought over... Queen's are killed for. **** Warning Mature Language and Content, including abuse, violence, and sex**** Copyright LeonaPage

This is not a complete story. It will be seldom updated postings for Mara's daughter, Nehmasis. I don't have plans to turn it into more, but I will post when something occurs to me.

"Stay with me, Princess," he whispered, his baritone voice low and sensual. "I need you." Gently taking her wrist, the man brought her hand to his lips and kissed them sweetly and slowly. His gaze never left hers, continuing eye contact throughout. He chuckled lowly when her cheeks got red. "You need me?" River breathed lightly. Interlacing their fingers, he hummed, "I need ya." He parroted, "Ya heal me, love." ----------------------------------------------------------- River Flux Roi is a French Noblewoman with a passion for adventure. She has been sheltered and controlled by her mother since she was a baby. The woman is not allowed a job, husband, social circle, or outdoor hobby. She is treated like livestock- like a cow who'll soon be killed for its meat. Stuck inside the estate all day with her manservant, she discovered her love for the outside world. Before the Spring Festival, River must get to her mother's moonly tea before noon, or else her head will be on a platter. Yet, as she rushes there with her manservant... Hell falls from the heavens. (BOOK COVER MADE BY COSKING)

To bait a falcon, a very small bird is fitted with ball weights attached to a string held by the falconer. When the raptor attacks, the rolling dive will tangle around the legs of both birds, thus ensuring the falcon cannot fly away. Further training involves both the string and treats, often meat from the same small birds, encouraging the predator to return to its handler. Centuries of war between the gods have caused an imbalance in the mortal world. Stark lines of division have resulted in three species, all vying for survival against an increasingly harsh world; The Tasuri, demon-shifters with noble houses stretching back before the founding of cities, shapeshifters in their clans and dens, and the Acera, those without fang, claw, wing, or hoof. The Tasuri city of Rune has never been more powerful, or more desperate. A plague has hit, a disease of infertility that is decimating the population of the purebloods and shifters. The Tasuri and shapeshifters turn their attention to the small, remote villages and towns of the Acera. Defenseless, there is nothing to stop the two powerful groups from enslaving the Acera and destroying the balance of their world beyond recognition. The ruin of the Acera is underway when the Tasuri House of Fyriin births a Warlord. The young warrior, Falx, takes his army of demons into the hills. There, he is gifted a young Acera slave as tribute. Thania has every reason to hate him, but she bears more weight on her slight shoulders than Falx could possibly know. What happens to the world when you take the bird away from her falcon? Warning: This is a historical fantasy, paranormal romance. It will have explicit scenes, including scenes of nonconsent. This world is brutal and harsh. Please take care before reading!

Long before humans walked the earth, dragons ruled the skies, ocean and land... Until one day, all dragons disappeared. Their existence became nothing more than a myth, a legend. The fragile ambitions of humanity soon took over the world, their greed and hunger always needing more. Until one day all of that changed...

Four years ago, Morgan was found half-dead near the dragon village of Thorsbury Upon Wick. Morgan cannot remember what happened to her, but the villagers suspect she might be a dragon from their long lost ancestral homeland. Adopted by the villagers, Morgan now works as a barmaid at the local Fox & Dragon pub. She doesn't think she is a dragon, but she's not convinced she is entirely human either. It's been four long years since King Erik of the Storm Dragons left Morgan for dead. He has travelled the world searching for a way back to his kingdom. During this time he hasn't forgotten or forgiven Morgan, the beautiful red haired fox for ruining his life. Erik has now returned to Thorsbury looking for a way back home. What will Erik do when he discovers his worst enemy is not only alive, but more beautiful then he remembered?

It never bodes well when a prince of Asgard takes an interest in a mortal. Not for Aila. Not when that god is Loki, the infamous father of monsters. To love such a god is as improvident as it is dire. Curse Of Blood: Gods & Monsters is a dark, romantic tale spanning three parts, and weaves together a tapestry of ancient myths and viking lore. It tells the story of Aila, a woman who must overcome the trammels of loss and the vicissitudes of love to emerge as a leader of men; and the mother of werewolves. This is the prequel to Lair of Beasts. Read in any order. Cover designed by @jeaninecroft Copyright © 2016 by Jeanine Croft

Ebony is haunted by the voice of a man who claims she is his long lost bride. ⭐️Number #1 in Vampire⭐️

Worlds Collide, passions flare, and hearts are tested when young scholar, Salix, falls in love with infamous and callous warg alpha, Rath. *** Young scribe, Salix Bywater, raised by an overprotective mother, embarks on a thrilling mission to the warg city of Esk. It's the first time humans have ever been invited to the famed gathering of all the outland's warg packs, Tungfolk. Tasked with representing her whole race as the High Lord's royal translator, Salix must navigate the intricate dynamics of pack politics and earn the respect of the legendary new wargrex of Esk, Rath Ironblood. A warg embittered by abandonment. With tensions rising between the species, a growing orken threat, and suspicions of a new and unexpected mate bond, Salix and Rath must confront their prejudices and fears to uncover an enemy in their midst. Will they forge a bond that transcends boundaries, or will their worlds remain forever divided? Dive into a captivating tale of loyalty, betrayal, and unexpected connections in this gripping viking-flavored fantasy novel. WARNING: This story contains depictions of violence, sex, and strong language that may be upsetting to some readers. Cover designed by Jeanine Croft Updates begin June 1st.

He was gigantic. The 7'0 monster of a man towered over her, even though he was sitting. Bright cyan eyes gazed down at her unreadably. He gestured with his large fingers for her to come closer. She'd anxiously waddle up to him. His bare chest was on full display. Long, complex tattoos covered his right peck and entire arm. A language she didn't understand was written all along it. She was squeezing her thighs together and studying his manly appearance like a whimpering dog in heat. She could only squeal when he settled his hands on her hips and hauled her onto his lap. ------------------------ Suffering from severe amnesia, a woman wakes up cold and alone in a forest. She doesn't know where she is, how she got here, or who she even is. She's fortunate that a nearby community finds her and takes her in, where she meets a silent and... clingy... brute.