It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.

The daughter of a powerful King, Freya was promised to Ewen the Cold. The union was meant to cement an alliance between the two most powerful men in the land. A pawn in a world of violence and lust, Freya is meant to be a dutiful and obedient wife. But what if she isn't?

For decades, Ara's kingdom has suffered from a bloody invasion. Generations of gifted men and women have been murdered by assassins in order to cripple their armies. One life, one village at a time, her kingdom is losing. Their only hope lies in an ancient prophecy of a priestess who will rise up and drive out the invaders. When the assassins come to believe that priestess is Ara, her only hope of surviving lies the hands of a man with a mysterious past and a dubious gift of his own. Ara has much to learn, and fast. Because unless she can stay ahead of the Assassins, she may not live long enough to develop into the priestess fate is forcing her to be. www.amberargyle.com

*COMPLETED * England, AD 792. When all she knows is burnt to the ground, Aeleva is taken by the feared Danes. From a life of Saxon peasantry, a dark and brutal side is awoken within her. She has to adapt and survive in a world full of heathen. Torn by love for her captor and love of her faith she must decide who rules her heart. *WARNING, graphic description of violence* Please be warned that some readers have asked that there be a warning for some scenes of violence. On Wattpad HF reading list #1 vikings 18/10/2020 #1 raiders 25/06/2020 *** Cover done by the wonderful @AMORSI_ Check out her stuff, it's amazing. COMPLETED but will edit

Avani, a princess from the lands of the south; beloved and cherished by her people, hated and abused by her family. Despite having the finest dresses, sharpest knowledge, and incomparable beauty, all she yearns for is love. Nathaniel, the king of the northern land. His people love him more than anything, praising his leadership, bravery, and generosity. Everything he does is for the betterment of his people and kingdom. Other king's fear him, being his enemy is practically self destruction. When a proposal reaches to him from the southern King, his enemy, he already knew his answer. The strengths of both Kingdoms increase and have each other's back instead of being foes, in exchange for the marriage of Princess Avani and King Nathaniel. Thrown into a forced marriage, where cultures are intertwined, sacrifices are made, friendships are formed, and love blossoms. Will the Princess of the South and King of the North finally have their happy ending? *Edited Chapter updates every Friday #1 in Historical Romance 05/25/21 #3 in Historical #2 in Proposal 11/29/20 #1 in Mature Themes 01/07/21 #2in Hatred #2 in Kingdom #2 in Forced Marriage 01/03/21 #1 in Royalty 02/14/2021 #18 in husband and wife #2 in arranged marriage 02/21/21 #5 in drama 05/17/21

The 'marriage' was against his will. The woman was beyond his liking. So, when Lord Stephan Adelwood was married to the poor girl named Eden Henley, his fire did bruise the lady badly enough to change her entirely. Promises were broken, hearts were shattered, madness surged the senses and loss....loss filled the crevices. And there emerged a slow, chaotic...deliberate yet relentless....and wild but passionate love story where a few spoken words at the church changed their lives forever. Warning: It will rain a lot in here...please bring in your parasol. Copyright © 2019 Dandelion Dee. All rights reserved.

Since being liberated from the Romans, the hatred has shifted towards the Highlanders of the North. Her father swore that not one of his children would marry a highlander nor bore his children. For fifteen years, Joanna had heard this. Being the oldest of four daughters, she was constantly reminded. But it comes as a shock when her father announces her betrothed. It is not Prince Andrew of the East, a proper Englishman, but Sir Kincaid a savage chieftain of the Highlands. Joanna is taken away from her comfortable life inside stone walls to a small tribe nestled in the rolling hills. Not only does Joanna have to adjust to a new lifestyle, but a savage husband ten years older than herself. Joanna wants only to go home while Kincaid wants something more. The two think they will hate each other forever. That is until an unfortunate injury. Joanna can finally see through his arrogance and Kincaid can see through her anger. Can they understand one another and become something more? ~Everything in this book may not be historically accurate~

After a car crash, Natalie Reeds is thrown back in time to the 17th century where she wakes up as a princess and discovers that she is betrothed to a dashing but cold king. On the outside, Edward XI of England appears to be a cruel and power hungry king. But inside, he's broken and vulnerable. At the young age of 20, he has already been through excruciating pain and sadness. Every day is empty, dark, meaningless... until he meets his queen. ------- Just a note: This story is purely fictional. All characters and names made up by me. Not based on any historical facts.

Two notorious New York mafia families unite using an arranged marriage between the successor and the mafia princess. Giovanni Graziano is set to become the next boss of the Graziano Family, as soon as his father steps down. Giuliana Bellucci is the youngest child of Salvatore Bellucci, she is the ultimate mafia princess. She's expected to be the perfect daughter and soon she'll be expected to be the perfect wife.

Oh darling, did you forget? The devil was once an angel too. Forced to marry the most dangerous man in England, Aurora wasn't optimistic about her future. But when the enemies drew closer and her past pulled her in, the devil stood by her through thick and thin.