Jewella Leticia is not just the Goddess of the Moon, but the new Queen of Parsua Sartorias. *** For Leticia, being honored as the queen and goddess of the Moon have a deeper meaning than a crown, throne, or even a specter. How can she prove her worth as the new queen of a new world when she is deemed a traitor from her own? What will she risk to prove her innocence? What is she willing to sacrifice to re-write the conflicted past that the Goddesses' from Deeseyadah inflicted on her new world? And whilst from everything, what can she do for love? Thanks, Aleeiah for the cover.

Collection of short stories dedicated to my angels. Cover is not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.

"It never came up to my mind to be with you, to you be my first kiss, and to fall for you. Because I wasn't your Ms. Right,-" he suddenly grabbed my waist that made my body be that near to him. He held my spine and passionately kissed me. "Just, shh... I didn't request any Ms. Right,"