*CURRENTLY ON HOLD! HEAVY EDITING IN PROGRESS!* Cover made by @deandra_15! Lady Lillyanna- nearly 1300 years old and a skilled magical elf, she is a powerful force to be reckoned with. But when a strange poisoning threatens to kill her, she must find her mate to heal her before time runs out. Jameson Aldregresh- a lone dragon with a secret. Barely 200 years old, he only wishes to live his life out as a bachelor. But what happens when he meets a stunning woman with curves, long hair, and long elven ears and seems to know more about him that he does himself? What happens when she claims to be his mate when he has already lost his own? *Characters do not fall in love immediately just because they have the potential to be mates! Excerpt: Jameson turned his attention to Lillyanna. She was standing, smiling as she watched him come over to her. "So do you believe me now? Only a mate would do that." "No. You are not my mate and you will never be. Get that through your little elven head. I had a mate and she died. She's dead. You will never be able to replace her." She looked at him with a pained expression. "What do you mean-" she began but was cut off as she fell to the ground coughing up blood. She struggled to breath as she coughed up more and more blood. °•○●Read to find out more●○•°

Never trust a fae. Never give them your name. Never fall for their tricks. Three simple rules that Enid should have followed, three simple rules that she forgot. In the remote Welsh mountain village of Aethelney, Faeries are real. But unlike tradition, the Fae Folk are dark creatures that lure young children away into the forest, never to be seen again. The children of Aethelney are taught three rules to survive: never trust a Fae, never give them your name, and never fall for their tricks. When Enid's sister is kidnapped, she meets Aneurin: who will make her forget all of the rules she was ever taught to follow. Cover credit: Aciddaisies_

This is going to be a collection of actual dreams that I have had either recently or in the past. So buckle up and get ready for stories that sound like they could've been written by Alice in Wonderland on LSD *just a heads up, I'm in a wheelchair and sometimes the Chair comes along for the ride, as does my love for history, Jesus and weird facts. Also, these are rough drafts. Nothing I write will ever have perfect grammar but as long as it makes sense, I really don't care.*