Every fifty years, the Dragons of Flareia choose a new Dragonheir - a human companion with whom to share their power and assist in ruling their respective country. Since the birth of her younger brother, the Avalonian Princess Olivier knew he would be chosen for the title. But when the Sea Dragon chooses Olivier instead, forcing her to become heir to the throne, young Tommel plots revenge, and is willing to align himself with the shadows of Flareia to achieve it. But beyond Avalona, Flareia is in more danger. In Umbrasse, the Shadow Dragon has chosen a Dragonheir for the first time in two-hundred years. The Earth Dragon's Familiar has been stolen away from Gaiamere. The united throne of Venteer is threatened by a power-hungry Queen. Riots spread through Anemasi at the news of the Spirit Dragon choosing a stable boy as her Dragonheir. Shadows seem to be encroaching on Ignisia, and the Fire Dragon wants answers. Amidst her own troubles, Olivier must join forces with the five other Flareian Dragonheirs if she wishes to save not just Avalona, but Flareia as a whole.

A wholesome love-at-first sight werewolf story where the mate isn't an Alpha, and they actually want to be together. Life as a rogue isn't easy, especially for a runt living in No Man's Land. Jade has gained an impressive set of skills over the years, such as evading ferals, camouflaging her scent, and sniffing out expensive truffles, but few packs want to accept a runt. When she finally gets invited into a pack, she picks up an irresistible scent. Her soulmate. Jade must decide if she's willing to grasp what is likely her only chance at unconditional love - or flee in case her potential mate rejects her and shatters her heart forever. ---- Excerpt: My steps faltered as I noticed that two of the pursuing wolves had sped ahead and were waiting to intercept me. I launched toward a tree and ricocheted off at a ninety-degree angle without slowing down. One of the wolves behind quickly followed and began closing in. I started to panic, looking around frantically for a way to escape. I saw a rabbit burrow under a small bramble bush and desperately raced towards it. I darted under the edge of the plant and heard the tan wolf go around as he expected me to come out the other side. It gave me the precious seconds I needed to squeeze down the tunnel. My relief was short-lived - the rabbit that dug this burrow had not survived long enough to finish it. The tunnel was only about twice as long as the average human arm, and I could clearly see the entrance. I sent a silent prayer that the bramble bush would deter them and that they would not realize just how shallow this burrow was. I waited anxiously. The entire semi-polished draft can be read for free on Wattpad. The polished version can also be purchased on Amazon in print/ebook/audio. Copyright January 2017. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story/plot. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *werewolf ranks* as long as credit is given.

They called her a demon. They called her the monster of road races. They just didn't know how accurate those names were... *** Genesis never asked for a Gift. She'd rather have been born ungifted, if the choice had been up to her. But it wasn't. Cursed with violet eyes, abandoned at the side of the road as a child before finally being taken in by the church... now she owes them everything, and she's sworn to repay the ones who saved her-from her misery of a life and her own demons too. So when the children she looks after for that same church start disappearing, she knows the time has come. She'll save them even if it means using the so-called Gift she's kept hidden for years. She was ready for the world to find out. She just wasn't ready for him... her mate... because he's got demons of his own, hovering around him... And she's one of them. (Book Three in the Alphas of Blagmoor Series. Can be read as a standalone novel.)