-{BOOK 2}- With Arianne now married to Prince Alexander, the conflict between Nox Aterrima and Drecott grows up to one final climax. There is only one thing that can be done to end this war, and it will have consequences for everyone. Will those, who need to, rise up to the occasion or will everything crumble around them? Highest ranking: #88 in Vampire 22/09/17 #38 in Vampire 09/02/2018

Arianne Rosalina DeWynters found herself in trouble one evening while she was exploring the park with her best friend. She's kidnapped, taken to another place- another world, where she has to marry the vampire prince of a place called Nox Aterrima, meaning "Darkest Night". It was a place unusual to Arianne, but she'd have to get used to it because soon, she'd be the Queen. -Book 2 is out!- © Copyright All Rights Reserved Image of the model is not mine. #16 in vampire 13/04/17 #1 in kidnap 06/12/18

A slow-burn medical romance about a nurse practitioner starting over, the orthopedic surgeon who was never supposed to notice her, and the lines they're not allowed to cross... but can't stop reaching for.

The Queen's Scalpel Dr. Amara Queen has spent her entire life being underestimated. A child prodigy who graduated college at thirteen and became one of the youngest surgeons in history, Amara has dedicated her life to saving others. At twenty-five, she's opening her own state-of-the-art clinic, determined to build a medical empire on her own terms. To the public, she's brilliant. To her patients, she's compassionate. To the people she loves, she's fiercely loyal. To everyone else? She's cold, calculating, and impossible to read. When a wounded man is rushed into her clinic at two-thirty in the morning, Amara expects another emergency surgery. Instead, she comes face-to-face with Lorenzo Vitale. At twenty-eight, Lorenzo is the newly crowned head of the notorious Vitale crime family. Tall, tattooed, devastatingly handsome, and feared throughout the state, he's spent the last two years expanding his family's criminal empire after his father's untimely death. Most people fear Lorenzo. Lorenzo quickly learns he should fear Amara. What begins as a late-night surgery turns into an unexpected partnership when Lorenzo offers to secretly finance her growing clinic. Beneath the polished halls of Queen Medical Center, a hidden underground hospital is built-one designed for patients who can never appear on official records. As rival families close in, corrupt politicians pick sides, and law enforcement begins connecting dangerous dots, Amara finds herself pulled deeper into Lorenzo's world. And to everyone's surprise-including their own-they discover they're perfect for each other. She's the scalpel. He's the sword. Together, they're unstoppable. But power comes with a price, and as their empires grow, so do the enemies determined to tear them apart. Because when a queen falls in love with a king... The entire kingdom bleeds. A dark mafia romance 😈

Emerald Johnson also know as, Hazel, is a twenty-one year old stripper. She's independent and supporting herself on her own. She's never been in love and thinks the term "Mr.Right" is a complete joke. Emerald doesn't want love and sure as hell isn't looking for it. But what happens when she runs into Brian Taylor? A successful lawyer who immediately is attracted to Emerald. Will she go back on her word, or will she fall for him?

"Do you know what to do, Amunet?" A voice as sweet as silk whispered into the young girl's ear. Amunet didn't look over her shoulder, but shifted uncomfortably on her bare feet before nodding her head. A soft hand touched her back and urged her forward. All eyes turned towards the girl dressed in transparent linen with her dark hair tumbling down her back and her violet eyes lined by kohl. Every movement caused the jewels on her wrists and ankles to dangle and shimmer in the light. She raised her head and found the Pharaoh's transfixed stare. His jade eyes narrowed in on hers and the room became still and silent. Amunet bowed and, at the pluck of a harp string, began to dance. --- DISCLAIMER: this story is NOT historically accurate. It does not take place in any real time period and therefore there will be inaccuracies and areas that don't make sense in the context of "ancient Egypt." CONTENT WARNING: though this story is not explicit (sexual or otherwise), it does mention more mature themes that may be troubling to some readers, including but not limited to forced prostitution and miscarriage. cover by @Addietay

You know when you were younger and they told you that you could be whoever you wished to be? You could grow up and become whatever you set your mind and heart upon? Yep, well I'm here to tell you that's a complete load of bull. So as I stared across at my fiancé, our hands conjoined as he read his vows- it dawned on me. Getting married at age 23 to a self centered lawyer who viewed me as more of his little prodigé than his actually wife was not what I wanted. Becoming a defense attorney at a record age to a company own by said husband that I'll never be taken seriously in was definitely not what I wanted. And making my parents happy by completely shutting down any hopes and dreams I've ever had. was absolutely not what I wanted. "Nope." I shook my head, glancing between the priest and Jake, my soon-to-be, as I yanked my hands out of his. "W-what?" He stuttered, looking back at me mortified along with everyone else in the chapel. "Fuck this." I shook my head, as I lifted my dress and quickly made my way back down the isle that was littered with people I'd never seen before. So, few hours later and I'm on the first flight to Maine. Why? Well, shit happens. *this book is unedited

A Recipe for a Disaster Serving 6 Ingredients: 1 lb. Brute of a Sinfully Gorgeous Boss 1 lb. Shy Beautiful Broken Waitress 2 tbsp. Gorgeous Matchmaking Sister 1 1/4 tsp. of Dreamy Crush 1 cup of Sassy Best Friend 1 bowl of Melted Chocolate Method: Add Brute of a Boss and Broken Waitress to a large bowl together with a bowl of warm molten Chocolate. Stir well before adding Matchmaking Sister to the mixture. Heat one cup of Best Friend in a saucepan before drizzling over the mixture and again, stir well. Finally, for a burst of flavor garnish with a 1/4 cup of Crush. Do enjoy! --------★ UNEDITTED ˙˙˙˙˙˙ Highest Rank: #1 in Romance - 10/08/22 Highest Rank: #2 in General Fiction - 21/05/17 All Rights Reserved.

Remi walked deeper into the room but didn't make it any further before hearing "Get on your knees" She simply complied, reaching down to slip off her heels, before her fingers could grace the nude Louis Vuitton's he spoke again. "leave them on" She bit down the growl that sat on the tip of her burgundy painted lips and pulled off her shoes, setting them to the side, she may be in the wrong but she refused to let him punish her like a naughty school girl instead of the respectable and grown ass woman she was. She sank to her knees and watched him walk over before stopping in front of her, for the first time since entering the room she raised her head and looked at him, Adonis Roe represented his name to a T and he was as beautiful as he was predictable, to Remi at least. Remi pushed herself up and so she wasn't resting on her knees but standing on it and unbuckled his belt.

Where love, money and power are there is bound to be trouble. Mr King and Miss Romani find this out the hard way.