• Long Listed for the 2018 Wattys • A Wattpad Featured Story • Top 30 in the first ever Historical Awards [ A "GREAT EXPECTATIONS" RETELLING ] GENRE: historical fiction London, 1884 "Sometimes, even messiahs can't bring back the dead." Instead of earning the reputation of a modest doctor, Matthew Knightley seems to be earning one of a raven chasing rebel amongst his peers. Taking a side turn from the family business and fighting a cold war with your father doesn't help either. Still, he does not let such inconvenices steer his ship into the wrong direction. Though, the raven Matthew keeps seeing leads him again and again to a woman with more half-truths than lies. She may not say so herself, but Mathilda Penrose may be one of those secrets that Matthew never bargained for. Hints and glimpses of a carefully structured past follow him. They all point to a past that the newer generation of the Knightleys and Penroses barely know of. Instead of abolishing that cold war with his father, Matthew finds the very base of his own Eden shattering into a thousand rays of scorching light. || Cover by @elzarion || | #33 in Historical Fiction on 26-8-18 | || UPDATED WEEKLY ||

"She compelled me to kiss her just by using her thoughts. Her powers were indeed growing and I found myself unable to refuse her command. My head dipped and I captured her lips in the most sensual kiss, evoking a deep burning fireplace within me. I lost control, the creature within me trying to break free. My eyes flashed from their deep green to blood red, I fought for control as I couldn't allow her to see my beast at least not yet." This story is rated mature, with x rated scenes. Read at your own risk.

"Do I have to fuck you to make you understand that you belong to me?" He whispered huskily against her ear, pressing his pelvis onto the small of her back, "Do you want me inside you, my queen? Do you want your womb to be filled with my seed? Do you want me to dominate you?" - Sweet, naive, and innocent was she, so what would a small thing like her do with a beast king like he? - Warning: Will contain violence, foul words, and sexual content. Does not show a healthy relationship. Read at your own risk. Highest Rankings : #4 in Romance #8 in Paranormal #12 in Supernatural #11 in Vampire #17 in Fantasy #41 in Werewolf

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

*word of advice, if poorly written books annoy you don't read. If you do you better not complain in my comments lol* Never steal from kings. Especially the king of demons. She hadn't expected her young brothers to steal, she hadn't thought of that scenario or what she would do. So she does what she does best, put those who she loves the most above herself. "I'm sick of this. I'm sick of you!" He bellowed in my face. I took the mask off, "I just need you out of my fucking system." He says as he stalks closer to me. Our chests press together, I look at him coldly. Tears stingy my eyes and my throat tight. "Do what you have to do, my king." He rips the necklace right off my neck.

A Love story about two girls named Harmony and Lavender who attend an all girls boarding school. The story mainly focus on the love between Harmony and Lavender, two girls who grew up in completely different environments and yet despite their differences they are immediately drawn to one another. Its the tale of how the two girls and their close friends face with the difficulties of love, jealousy, friendship, discovering yourself, and learning that money cant buy everything.

Published Book - Only a Preview Lesbian Romance [Bisexual Main Character] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The first thing that caught my eye was Juliet James. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lena Newman is 17 years old. She is not necessarily popular but she is a skilled artist with a good looking footballer for a boyfriend. She is pretty satisfied with her life. Until her world is turned upside down. Juliet James is the new girl at school and just so happens to send Lena's heart wild. Juliet shows Lena a world she never knew existed and Lena is taken on an emotional journey where loyalty, friendships and family relationships are tested. Juliet represents the road less traveled. Will Lena take it?

He looked over at me in the dimness, fingers loose in my grip. "You are hurting me," he said, without interest. He had caked powder on his already pale skin, all of one shade except for points made by a hot pencil. Though it was no longer the mode at court, the new fashion more ostentatious and overdrawn, he still favored it, and as I did. My fingers crept up his wrist. I felt rough punctures, half healed and raw, a scattering of them, and I pulled. Laurent could not resist, weakened by the drawing of his blood. My vocal cords had been severed by the younger one's teeth, and so I could not speak, but I pushed up his sleeve, the luxury of his white linen, and found his arm colored like a polluted river. I touched the bites with my fingertips, ten, fifteen, twenty. "I have felt your judgment already," L whispered, trying to pull his arm back, "I have felt it these now two hundred years. Judgment judgment. Cry not. Is it pity? You are a cold thing, without heart, to judge me for what I do. Prideful toad." His arm muscles worked against my grip beneath his blood bruised skin. "Unhand me. Wretched, lye-broken flesh." After a time, he made a sound like a trapped fox, a dying child's keen, and gave up, lying back on the bed such that his hair fell across my face. My other hand found his neck and stroked him. "You will not know what it feels like, good heart," he said to me, softly, doing me one of his gentle nips of an insult, "for love to change you in an instant." He relaxed under my stroking, and his tone softened. "I only meant to help him die." ** After his untimely death, the story of the vampire "L" comes together. Devotees tell the story from many points of view across history, painting a portrait of a man crushed by great loves, desperation, and the indifferent march of time. featured 3/9/16 complete 8/31/16 Editing, as of 5/11/2018. Log: 0/129 chapters edited. 0 added. Cover by @ferret-bird

Fresh out of law school, Sutton is eager to climb the ladder at her new job. But on her first day of work, she comes face to face with an unexpected colleague--her ex-best friend and first love, Ada. Forced to work together, Sutton and Ada must untangle the complicated feelings they've always had for each other--feelings that may lead them back to friendship, or even to something more.