All Crystal wants is to have her happily ever after, but it proves to be next to impossible with Liam Brooks always there to block her path to finding true love. ***** As teenagers, Crystal and Liam hated one another, and not because they were truly as opposite as two people could be. She saw him as an arrogant, obnoxious evil jerk who stole her first kiss, when all he had truly done was tried to be her knight in shining armor and gotten nothing but a knock over the head in return. Somewhere along the way, that hate turned to love, however, it wasn't enough. Both were left devastated when their relationship was torn apart. Now, thirteen years have passed. Will Crystal and Liam be able to overcome their past and get a second shot at happily ever after? [[word count: 90,000-100,000 words]]

After being stripped of his title as a God and turned into a demon in the presence of his brother, Yuri was banished to earth to live amongst the humans whom he hates. 200 years later, a young girl shows up at his doorstep holding both his life and death in her hands whilst not having any idea of the power in which she possesses. __________________________________________ An exiled God, seeking revenge on the Gods. A human girl, devoted to the Gods. And their "accidental" marriage. Put Adrian Vandermir of 'Fatal Alliances' and Vitaly Rostov of 'Damned' together, with a dash of unearthliness and what do you get? Excerpt. The scent of smoke tickled through my nostrils. I coughed and twisted, feeling cold and damp. My heavy eyelids peeled itself open tiredly. My heart stopped at the image before me. The snow haired man sat before me, observing me in my sleep, while smoking a pipe nonchalantly. A flush of blushed panic shocked through my body. "You creep!" I shrieked, threw a pillow at him, and missed in reflex. I was mortified. Did he really sit there watching me sleep while my clothing thinned upon my body due to the rain? What a perv. Unbothered, he exhaled a cloud of smoke. "What is a perv and why are you screaming?" I blinked. How did he...? "You are quite an ugly creature, I must admit." He continued. Did he just call me ugly? My eye twitched. The nerve of this guy. "Oh, says the one who's trying to observe and take advantage of the poor helplessly soaked sleeping lady on your sofa." He frowned in confusion, "I do not see any lady, only a filthy little rug rat perched with drool from her mouth staining my sofa." He stood and turned, "However, if it makes you feel any better, you do not have much for me to observe in order to 'take advantage' of." ...

Don't cry. Don't cry. You're stronger than that. He's not worth it. He's not worth those tears. I took a deep breath and blinked my eyes rapidly as I made my way out of the office. Kyle was over there smiling in victory and when his eyes met mine, he smirked coldly at me. This time I could hold my tears in as they fell from my eyes. As Kyle's eyes followed the trails of tears down my cheek, his smirk slowly dropped. He looked taken aback and his gaze softened. I shivered in anger and disgust at him. I cant believe I just let him see me cry. I speed walked out of the cafe's door. As I started to hail a cab, a hand grabbed my arm and turned me around. "What do you want, Kyle? Haven't you done fucking enough?" I screamed at him. "No, I--" "Are you happy now? Satisfied, yet? Huh?" I shouted at him as I repeatedly jabbed my index finger at his chest. "Kyle, This might be just some game to you but to me it was my only chance of survival." I paused, my voice husky from all the screaming and my tone laced with sadness, "And you just came and blew it away." I say as another tear escapes my eye. "Avery--" He gives me a pained expression and raises his hand to touch my cheek but I slap it away. "Don't fucking touch me!" I screamed and then said "You think that you're so high and mighty, don't you?" I croaked out in a sarcastic tone and the tears repeatedly trailed down my face. "Well someday you'll lose the one thing that you've treasured most and then you'll regret everything you've done." "But by then, it'll be too late because it'll be all gone." I finish and get in the cab as I wipe the tears running down my cheek. ☆☆☆☆☆ Actual summary of the book inside. Enjoy. #4 TeenFiction 20/12/19 #1 in Maturecontent 3/12/18 #21 in arrogant 14/05/19 #4 in billionaire 11/1/20 #80 in romance 29/12/19

After the tragic loss of their loved ones and the unravelling of some hidden secrets things seem to be going well for the Silverstone pack. After Alpha Jake admitted his true love for his 'Hidden' hybrid witch mate Prisca everything seems perfect for her-like a dream come true. She has completely fallen blindly in love with Jake with no doubt in her mind or soul, just like every mate should but maybe that was her biggest mistake. What Prisca doesn't realize is now that the hidden truth has been discovered about herself and her Alpha mate everything has changed. She might have accepted the truth about her true identity really well but Jake is struggling with the new discovery of his true identity as a royal. Being a royal traditionally in the werewolf world means different rules for him and his pack. It also means he has to marry a Princess(a royal) as well despite having a mate. To make matters worse him being mated to a witch is a disgrace to the royal circle and Jake being a man born plus raised to follow tradition finds himself having to choose being a full king over his mate. Struggling to handle the rejection from her mate Prisca finds herself moving away from the pack to start afresh without having to face the man who ruined her heart or anything that has to do with supernatural beings. However her wish to start a new life without her mate is destroyed when she finds out that she is indeed pregnant with Jake's child, an heir to his throne.She knows she can't keep this secret hidden from an Alpha hybrid King like Jake but she is sure as hell willing to try getting her normal life back. BOOK2 in "The Hiddens" book series. Copyright 2019

"I was sent here with a mission," He spoke lowly, his voice sounding deep and husky. "And very specific orders." His hazel eyes seemed to darken in color. "What kind of orders?" I asked in a soft voice. His eyes bore into mine as he walked closer to me. With every step he took towards me was a step back away from him I took. My back hit the wall and he stood directly in front of me. He trapped me with his hands on either side of my head. "Let's just say, it involved not doing this," He said inching closer. His soft full lips pressed hungrily against mine in a heated kiss.

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!

Love, something I can't remember feeling for at least a thousand years. My mother never taught me to love, barely even showed me any. Only told me I was the God of it. The God of Love. And everything else that came with it. Desire, passion, lust, adoration, fondness and infatuation. I do remember very faintly how it felt like. The tender squeezing of the heart when I saw her smile. The way her sweet lips drugged me, making me want more. The way I wanted to protect her from everything, even from my mother. The pain that seeped into me when I couldn't have any of that anymore. When the memories of her haunted me and kept me awake every single fucking moment. All until I laid my eyes on her, when I finally found Destiny. ================================ Hello everyone! Welcome to my third book here on WattPad! A few stuff to take note of before we begin on this incredible journey with Eros. 1. No copying, plagiarising of any kind with my story. As usual, if I find out of such activity, I shall get a unicorn to pierce your cold dark heart ;) 2. This story will mostly be a guy's POV! *shocker* Yes really because I felt more inspired to write it in the testosterone's point of view and here we are. And yes I will write some chapters in the woman's POV every now and then in the book (like the prologue) but for now, we shall stick with the almighty Eros X) 3. This story is inspired by me wanting to write a story based on a man who had the power to somehow manipulate love and I thought Cupid would be a perfect idea. But we already have a Cupid book on WattPad by another author so I shall not jump onto that bandwagon. Instead I took Eros, he is somewhat like Cupid but is the Greek version. 4. THERE WILL BE SOME CHARACTER CROSSES FROM MY PREVIOUS BOOKS! And yes Eros may appear in my other stories as well because he is that versatile ;) And that's it! I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoy writing this crazy story! With love and regards, Janice GoldShaken

Nothing could compare to the way her gaze made me feel. The flames licking my skin and the raging fire in my veins was way more bearable. The moment our eyes connected, it was like my body found a new kind of flame. The kind that only she was able to draw from me. I've never felt my body being set ablaze like this before. One day here in this new town and I was already losing my mind over my new neighbour. A really pretty, hot neighbour. Her long, wavy platinum blonde hair, pale skin and icy blue eyes that seemed to stare depths into my soul and keep me frozen in place. I couldn't seem to leave. Her pink lips were parted slightly as she tried to catch her breath. I swallowed. One step forward and I could hold her. One tilt of my head and I could kiss her lips. If only I could have a taste of those lips- I have to get out of here. I turned and left, my heart nearly overpowering my brain to stop and go back to her. Only one thought kept me going. Who could ever love a monster? -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ Hey guys! I'm back with a new story and I've had this idea in my head for quite some time and I'm glad to finally be posting it! Firstly, I got inspiration for this book from a Korean drama called "Goblin" and it's one of the best dramas I've come across after so long. Secondly, no reuploading or copying or plagiarising or whatever it is that is illegal because I will slice your neck and leave you hanging to die :) Jk, maybe. Not really. Thirdly, please enjoy this book and leave comments! Sincerely, Janice GoldShaken *Created, Published & Completed in Year 2017* (Editing Complete ~2018)

This is a love story between a man and a woman. If only things are as simple as they sound. Mr Kieran Knight, CEO of an Insurance Firm and Co-Owner of a Private Investigation Agency. A handsome and sexy man with no emotion what-so-ever. Growing up without parents and the occasional mafia running into his office has drained the blood of his dark heart. Easy nights with a line-up of women for him to pick from, are common and plentiful in his attempt to fill that hollow void of his heart. For a man empty of emotion but full of charm and money, would he ever expect to feel something for the engaged woman that just burst into his office? Miss Alina Simmons, soon-to-be married to a businessman and heiress to one of the world's biggest International Bank. After her mother's death from the result of a mafia dealing gone wrong, it has become her life's mission to keep out of any gang business and to protect her father. Her wedding is only a day away, but with her father in hospital and her fiance's shady 'car accidents', she decides to make a trip to the Insurance Company handling the claims for her fiance's many cars. With trust issues, insecurities, a shit load of money and a hot body, how will Alina fare against the very alluring Kieran Knight? Crashing into his office seems like a good start. ================================= Guess who's back again? Hey lovelies! I'm back with a new book and I don't intend for it to be long but we'll see how the story progresses ;) 1. No copying, plagiarising of any sort. If I find out of such activity, I'll get Kieran to pull his gun out on your thick skull :') 2. Got the inspiration for this right after I was done with the first draft of 'Eros' Destiny'. ED really wrecked my brain and I wanted to return to Earth for my next book so here we are. XD Hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it! :D With love and regards, Janice GoldShaken