O tânără în vârstă de 20 de ani ce tocmai a început facultatea, Theya are nevoie de bani pentru a se întreține iar cu un simplu anunț aceasta își găsește un job convenabil. Dar nici nu știe ce fel de șef are aceasta, iar zvonuri oribile despre ea vor circula prin facultate, urmând de sigur să aibe probleme. Park Jimin, un tânăr în vârstă de 22 de ani ce îi va face viața domnișoarei Theya un calvar. Urmând să aibe sentimente puternice pentru ea. Ce se va întâmpla între cei doi? Va exista vreo șansă ca aceștia să fie împreună? Sau vor sta separați ascunzându-se reciproc sentimentele unul față de celălalt? Citiți și veți afla......... Această carte este în colaborare directă cu @toastsgluten " #1 - jimin - 17.05.2021 " " #1 - bts - 24.06.2021"

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🖤The completed version is now available on Inkitt🖤 (link in bio) Highest ranking: #1 in Paranormal First book in Angels, Gods & Demons series ** All my life, I've been thinking about the same thing...That because of who I was, I was destined to be alone forever... But who would've thought, that I was actually destined to be bound to Death himself? "His fingers went under my chin, coaxing me to look back up at him and as soon as I did, my heart started racing again, noticing the way his haunting eyes were now trained on my lips as he huskily said those two words again, "Forgive me." And before I could utter a single word, his soft, plump lips crashed against mine in a chaste, yet passionate kiss, sending warm tingles all over my body, making my heart almost jump out of my chest as we stayed like that for a few moments, before he suddenly pulled back, staring at me a little shocked, only now realizing what he had just done, then turned around and quickly walked away, leaving me standing there, speechless." **

Read first chapter. If you don't like sad stories, then this is not for you.

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This book is and always will be my child. The first good thing I ever set my mind to. However, now all you'll see are short stories that need to be *heavily* edited. I'm aware. You know what they say. Don't knock It till you try it. This book is in need of heavy editing, I was like 12 when I wrote wrote this .

Bowen was a lonely girl who filled her days by running down rural country roads. But that quickly changed when she discovered a decomposing body in an old shack. But, somehow, he wasn't dead. In fact, he was getting better, his fatal wounds healing themselves from beyond the grave. And from the moment he opened his eyes Bowen was dragged into a terrifying world she never could have imagined. *Completed* This is a FIRST DRAFT of my novel, of which the final version is available on Kindle and free on Kindle Unlimited. Cover by @_PaintingDaisies_

Roxana kept her head bowed as Alexander stepped towards the captives of war, sweeping his cloak behind him. He passed by all of the women with the indifference and sobriety that rivalled their fairness and beauty. "The Bactrian women are eyesores," His deep, passionate voice ran out, earning the chuckles of his generals. That was when she realized that a pair of feet in leather soles had stopped before her. Slowly, she looked up. She saw a pair of metal greaves on strong, sturdy legs. She saw a kilt and scaled armour securely tied off at the shoulders. On the centre of his chest was engraved a sun with a face drawn on it. Then she focussed her eyes on his chiselled jawline, then at his arrogant mouth, and then his mismatched but clear brown and blue eyes. Roxana's eyes widened. This was the greatest commander ever known on earth, the one who massacred thousands of citizens who revolted against him in Thebes, the one who had burned down the palace complex of Persepolis in one night, and the one who never lost a battle in his life. She wanted to look away from his intense gaze. But she lifted her chin a little higher and boldly locked her gaze with his. "What is your name?" He asked, his expression stone cold. She felt his hand touch a lock of her long, dark brown mane. His gaze bore into her eyes so piercingly that she decided to cast her head to the side. "Roxana, my lord." She replied. "Who is your father?" "Oxyartes, mighty warlord and nobleman of Sogdia." "Ah, Oxyartes. I know him. I know him very well," He smiled. Then he bent down so that the tips of their noses were almost touching. She could feel his warm breath which turned into mist in the freezing winter air. Roxana shivered. "Tell your father that I have come," He whispered, "And that his people are now my people."

What do you do when you wake up pregnant and without memories? I woke up after the car accident unable to recall who I was, where I was and why I was in the hospital in the first place. There was just him. The dedicated husband who stood vigil the whole time I was confined. But why is it that no matter how hard I tried I didn't see myself falling in love with such an intimidating man? And why was he unwilling to talk about anything before the accident that took my memories? Why won't he help me remember? Highest Rank in: ROMANCE #5 as of 7/19/2019 ROMANCE #10 as of 3/13/2019 GENERAL FICTION #1 as of 6/14/2019