**Preview Only** When a wounded dragon falls from the sky, Claire Evans runs into a cornfield to rescue it. This isn't just any dragon, he's a shifter, one of six royal protectors, and helping him has consequences. Claire finds herself traipsing--or rather, flying--across the kingdom of Dragonwall. She must face Dragonwall's king. King Talon is not like those before him. Troubled and temperamental, he is scarred by more than the events that shaped him. Worst of all, he is mateless. With no queen and no heir, his subjects are demanding he abandon tradition and marry into nobility. There is a rising threat at his borders, whispers of a sorcerer. Soon, he will have greater problems than that of finding a wife. Modern meets medieval in this seven-book series filled with magical creatures and adventure. This epic fantasy is a slow burn romance that follows multiple POVs, woven together around Claire, a small town Indiana gal. If you've ever wondered what it might be like to get sucked into a fantastical world beyond our own, look no further! **Read Exclusively On Wattpad**

She became a wicked monster's obsession. He was whispered to be the most cruel of them all. Cursed to roam the world without a soulmate, his insanity overtook and he was imprisoned deep into the earth to protect humankind from his savagery. After countless decades, the beast was finally awoken from his slumber. A drop of her blood was all it took for him to tear from his chains. His little human mate. He had never believed he would be graced with such a precious gift by the gods. But now that he laid eyes on her, nothing was going to stop him from claiming what was his. Not even her. #17 Vampire on 11/12/2017 #6 Vampire on 02/02/2018 #Featured Wattpad Story Historical Supernatural Romance

Story completely independent of 'Her Cursed Monster' She was a demon's sacrifice, but to him she became more. Born with a limp and stuck in the orphanage, Elyse is more than acquainted with the fact that life is challenging. Her tormentors seem determined to never let her forget that. However, after a demon summoning gone wrong, a dark presence enters the life of the orphanage. A dark presence intent on haunting Elyse and making her his. Azrael was disturbed from his realm. Great was his surprise and joy when the sight that greets him on his summoning was that of his human mate. Now he just has to persuade his timid Mistress to accept him. Even if he has to haunt her. #77 in Paranormal on 03/12/2017 #15 in Paranormal on 01/05/2018 #4 in Paranormal on 13/07/2018

A N A M A Z O N B E S T S E L L E R ORIGINALLY 27.2M READS ON WATTPAD! SAMPLE OF DRAFT MANUSCRIPT - 70%. OFFICIALLY PUBLISHED: 20th November 2016. Highest Rate: #1 in Werewolf A Royal's Tale Series 1 _______________________________ Do you remember the stories your grandma used to tell you every night about cursed Beasts, village beauties, girls in red capes and wolves in disguises? Well... they actually did happen. How do I know? You'll see. You will live through it, with me. I hope you enjoy the ride. ________________________________ Published (WP) : 5/01/15 Completed (WP) : 15/01/16 Cover. : Sannyaahhh ________________________________ Purchase links in profile description.

"NO!" I pull at his hand, trying to restrain it from hitting the glass. He can't break it! "Please, don't!" I cry out, only to be thrown across the room, my body colliding with the wall. My only way home, my only chance to see the world I love and know. And just like that, his fist collides with the mirror, the glass shattering to the ground as I scream. Tears begin to fall as I scream at him, watching as he approaches me like a predator, his hands bloody, his eyes turning black. I'm trapped here, forever. And he couldn't be more happy.

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14