After being ignored for years by the small town she grew up in, Adelaide decides it's time to start fresh somewhere else as someone else. Fed up with the limitations that being a girl bring, she decides to take up the guise of a man in hopes of increasing her success as an artist. However, her plans get deterred when Adelaide accidentally becomes a stowaway on Henry Tudor's ships. Before Adelaide can fully grasp her situation, she's pulled into a world of feuding families where a generational war rages to determine the next King of England. XXX A historical fiction romance story centered around England during the late 1400s. It [loosely] follows the story of Henry Tudor and the War of the Roses as the royal houses of Lancaster and York fight to claim the throne. Written May 14, 2018 - April 22, 2020 120,000 - 130,000 words Working on edits now (Cover made using a Canva template.)

i have arrows in my eyes that pierce the hearts of nonbelievers. [ finished ]

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

❝Oh, Cordelia, sing to me. Then proceed to kill me at sea.❞ ★★★ inspired by The Little Mermaid. Highest Rank Short Story: #55

nyctophilia nyc·to·phil·i·a (nĭk'tə-fĭl'ē-ə) n. A preference for the night or darkness. "He was darkness, death himself. His name was Thanatos" Hades right hand man was subject to a life of darkness and utter loneliness. That is until the daughter of the Underworld is born. What happens when fate can change everything? #1 myths 12/6/18 #78 mythology 1/20/19 #4 underworld 2/1/19 #9 greek 2/25/19 #6 Persephone 7/31/19

[ COMPLETED ] Do you think that every fallen angel fell from Heaven out of their own Will? Xachariel, the youngest of the four brother, was too young to fathom Lucifer's deceptive schemes; too innocent to fathom that evilness could ever be in heaven... And least of all from the Most Adored, The Son Of Dawn. Innocent and ignorant, he pledged his service and loyalty to his most trusted brother, Lucifer, unaware of the consequences - that this pledge would seal his soul from heaven forever. Hope and redemption were beyond reach for Xachariel, or at least he thought so. But why does he keep looking towards the East, where the Sun doth rise? _______________________________ I wonder if Father ever think of me as often as I do of Him. Or has He forgotten me? And what of my brothers? Michael? Gabriel? Have they all forgotten me? Vera? ★ The story of a young angel who fell with Lucifer. _______________________________ ★ Rewritten version Previously known as The Reasons Beyond The Pines. ★ Honorable Mention - Jo Awards 2017 ★ Honorable Mention - August 2017 Undiscovered Writers Award. -------------- "This story may be short but the meaning behind is so deep. I love it and you write well!" - forevepancakes "Amazing. Just amazing. The emotions. The imagery. This is damn magnificent" - AbbySparks34 "THE REASON BEYOND THE PINES is an ingenious work of art...." - Sankhayao .

"Before I show you who I am, I want you to remember what you're fighting for," Aide replied cautiously and gave them all a piercing stare. "Keep an open mind." "Just tell us, lad," Hanke snarled impatiently and bobbed his sword. "Brace yourselves," Aide said as he slowly reached for his hood. Emaia's heart pounded vigorously in her chest, so loudly, she feared people could hear. This was it. She would finally see the face of her rescuer, the face she had so longed to see. Aide gave them all one last lingering look before he closed his eyes. "Your whole world is about to change." He punctuated his sentence by pulling off his hood. The entire crowd gasped and all readied their weapons, as long silver hair burst free from the cloak and long slender ears appeared. It was impossible, Emaia thought. They had been extinct for decades. But there was no denying it. She looked at the man who had rescued her a few nights ago, and remembered him as charming and valiant. It all made so much sense now-why he could do, what he could do. He was an elf. And not just any elf. - A Northern Elf.

[COMPLETED]✔ Book 1 of The Deliverance Series Ménage--MxFxM 2017 Fiction Award Winner for Best Mature Book. --⊰♥⊱-- "Death would be too good for you," the evil glint in his crimson orbs startles me, not expecting this to be his reaction, "you've never been owned? You've never lived a day in your life by the code? Let's see how much I can torture you and make you beg for your death you stubborn ass bitch." No... "K-Kill me," I lift my right hand, the weakness in my punch to his face amuses him. I'm beyond beaten, my blood continuing to trickle from my wounds. In my past experiences, it should slow within the next few minutes...it always does. "I-I wi-will not b-be owned!" The vampire's eyes revert to those haunting malachite orbs, reaching into his pocket with his freehand and revealing a tranquilizer. "No," he sneered, "you want to die having fought as hard as you could. You'll recover and then I'll break you all over again, if you don't follow the code of conduct, you'll be severely punished. You'll beg for your death as a sniffling coward, not as someone who fought for their life." --⊰♥⊱-- Highest Hot List Rankings: #1 in Vampire #1 in General Fiction ⚠ This book has sexual content and intended for audiences 18+. Read at your own risk. (Not Edited)