*Completed* *Unedited* With every step he took towards me, I took one back until I hit the edge of his bed. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and I tried to make myself smaller in hopes that he would leave me alone. Being a human, I stood no chance against this beast in front of me. He would tear me apart. His muscles rippled with ease from underneath his shirt; his stance towered over me; his eyes colored with darkness; and I knew he was struggling to keep his wolf contained. "Kitten, don't act all scared. This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've always fantasized about what it would be like to be with a beast like me." His hand approached me slowly and then brushed my hip. I gasped. His teeth grazed my neck and I unconsciously leaned my head away, so he could have more room. "Answer me!" he growled. My chest furiously moved up and down as I tried to calm myself. I shook my head. "Well, Kitten, you're MINE. Whether you like it or not." From a very young age, Mae has been told by her father to stay away from werewolves. They were too rough, too dangerous for humans, but she always had a fascination with them. Damon was the Alpha of the Night Bane pack and he was exactly what Mae's father told her he would be - rough and dangerous. *Not my cover art @ Jojoesart

Ron Weasley never thought that he would fall in love. But what happens when Sarah Richards literally arrives on his door step? What challenges will the Gryffindor face to get the girl? What obstacles will prevent these two students from falling in love?

Fifteen years ago on her first birthday, Princess Ashlyn of the Virgin Isles went missing. Every year, the royal family has a ball in her honor hoping to find her. Her twin sister, Princess Amelia, sees a girl at the ball. She has brown hair, blue eyes, and freckles on her nose, which are all the physical traits Amelia and Ashlyn share. The girl looks very poor because her dress was very old looking and drab. Fifteen years ago on her first birthday, Bailey was found on the doorstep of the kingdom's dressmaker. For those years, she worked as a slave to the dressmaker and her daughters. She befriends a stableboy from the neighboring kingdom. When she goes out to the ball, she realizes how much she looks like Princess Amelia as the princess walks closer and closer... Could this be the lost Princess Ashlyn that the kingdom had been searching for after fifteen years?

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade