She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

2019 WATTY AWARD WINNER | TO BE PUBLISHED BY 'W BY WATTPAD' IN FALL 2024 Jessie is a twenty first century kinda gal stuck in the Regency Era. Armed with a new university degree and a plane ticket to Paris, the plan was to celebrate graduation in the City of Love, kissing as many drunk French girls (or boys, she's not picky) as she can. Only, she never makes it. Mid-Atlantic, a mysterious accident sends Jessie hurtling to what should be a watery grave. Rescued from the ocean, Jessie is lucky to be alive. Only problem? The crew of the ship she's on is convinced it's a sailing vessel that just narrowly missed out on participating in the Battle of Trafalgar. Stuck in Regency-era England, Jessie is left with no choice but to enter into the services of as a maid and companion in return for what shelter her new employer can provide, and resign herself to a life of quiet servitude and forever hiding her sexuality. What she didn't count on was that her new boss would be Margaret Goodenough - the world famous authoress whose yet-to-be-completed novel was the first lesbian kiss in the history of British Literature, and a clever woman. Clever enough to know her new servant has a secret. Now Jessie is caught. Margaret's own perception of her place in society is transforming, the text of her novel is slowly changing, and Margaret herself is finally unafraid to embrace her own Sapphic desires. Margaret - and her main characters - are turning into irresistibly headstrong and modern women. Jessie must tread the tenuous line between finding her own happiness in a world where she is alone, and accidentally changing the course of history. Should Jessie suppress the manuscript, or is her duty to the woman she's learning to love? What is a twenty first century gal to do? * Cover Photo: Jenn LeBlanc & Getty Images Original Cover by: @RodneyVSmith

(Featured in Werewolf) Parker Westwood is well on her way to qualifying for the US woman's gymnastics team. Determined to be on that podium in red white and blue with a gold medal around her neck. She could do it too but the Phoenix Basin pack has other plans for her. She survived what she thought was a dog attack only to be chained up in a kennel underground. There's someone else there too, though not in the cage. There's someone else inside her head. A second presence, another soul living inside her. One with fangs who's just as scared and angry as Parker is. Werewolves. She'd been attacked by werewolves and they turned her. Even if she manages to escape where could she run? She can't go to the police and cry wolf, she can't go back to the gym. Her dreams are over. Wolfing out in the middle of a double layout is grounds for disqualification, oh and death. Parker's living in a hell and try as she might there is no escaping. An unlikely group has come to spring her out and destroy her tormentors. Another Wolf pack. The Phoenix pack is out of control and needs to be taken out. But is it too late? Is there enough left of Parker's sanity that she can be saved? Or will she and her wolf be put down along with her abusers? ISBN #: 978-1545492260y Word Count: 102,847

What if Herobrine had a daughter? What would her name be? What would happen with her? Who is Phil? All these questions will be answered and more as this adventure unfolds in the life of Herobrine's daughter.

Everyone knows that rogues are vicious, thieving shits. Skye is no exception. When her birth pack disowns her, she is raised by a family of raiders who are famous for all the wrong reasons. Trespass is an art-form, killing flockies is a hobby, and every pocket is ripe for the picking. But it's time to grow up. A betrayal wreaks havoc in her adopted family, and Skye inherits responsibilities she never wanted and several hundred amoral cutthroats. She has to fight an uphill battle to keep them breathing -- let alone happy -- in a world where everyone and everything seems to want them dead. With mates lurking, enemies around every corner, and a web of lies to unravel, Skye and her family face the adventure of their lives to build Last Haven Pack from blood and ashes. [Disclaimer] May contain traces of: - 'The feels' - Homicidal thoughts - Unrealistic expectations of siblings and boyfriends - Walnuts

Highest ranking: #3 in Paranormal Forest Atlandria was ready for a new life. Being the princess of an underwater kingdom was growing utterly old, she was ready for an adventure. Daring nights, sword fights, epic creatures, and damsels in anything but distress. On account of her uneventful life underwater, she decides to swim up to dry land to find an amazing epic full of the life she dreamed of living and friends in the characters she reads. But on dry land she finds herself in a bit of a scuffle and ends up being saved by Aran White, her one and only soul mate, as the fates would so amusingly have it. Two people from two different worlds entirely, spells a load of confusion. Meanwhile, things under the sea aren't going so well; a vengeful uncle threatens to make the waters quake as a princess begins to realize her part in the world and what she would do to save her home. A paranormal romance full of vengeance.

***GirlXGirl Romance*** Living in New York you learn to keep up with the quick pace of the city, myself included. I was never the one to stop and smell the roses, but that was until I met her on that dull September afternoon. Her eyes were light and dark at the same time, as if a devil and an angel lived inside of her. Time itself had stopped, and since that day everything had changed, ever since I had crossed paths with Drew Wilder.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

What happens when Royal blood and normal blood collide? With her new witch friend and the Moon Goddess giving her a second chance, what does she do when she finds out her new mate is the King of all werewolves? *Cover by @averysummers*

{ This book is now published on Amazon } It use to be a rare thing. Seeing a female werewolf. It was almost like their were no such thing. But now female werewolves have the same population as males. Except for Lycans. Their has only ever been two female Lycans in history. Alvery Fabre was the first ever female Lycan. She and her mate George Rosai had a daughter. Only their daughter is the most powerful werewolf on the planet. For both of her parents were Lycans. Her name is Della Rosai. The female Lycan Highest Ranking in Romance #1 Werewolf #6 Mystery #8 ~ Cover By Cookiies_and_Cream ~ { Thank You }