"Do you want to anger me, mate? Do you wish for me to bend you over this table and show you how much of a monster I can be?" In the northern mountains of Trellomar resides a kingdom that is cursed and inhabited by people imprisoned to turn into savage beasts once a month for all eternity. When young and naive Raena accidentally goes too far outside her village, she is met with the Cursed King himself, the one responsible for his kingdom's curse in the first place. Taken from her home and claimed by the Cursed King as his, Raena must adapt to a vicious world of dark magic and brutal secrets where nothing is ever as it seems. Raena was always told to fear the Cursed Kingdom. But there is so much more to be afraid of. ⭒ HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Darkfantasy, #2 in Romance, #1 in Queen, #7 in Fiction, #1 in King, #1 in Lust, #1 in Lycan, #1 in Twistedromance, #1 in Dominance, #1 in Royalty, #2 in Adult, #2 in Darklove, #3 in Magic, #3 in Matureaudience, #4 in Dark, #5 in Curse, and #11 in Mate ⭒ This book contains MATURE CONTENT such as: cursing, violence, sexual content, and other themes that may not be suitable for all readers. More information can be found inside. Cover: @plasticparadox

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

"Would you rather have me call you a slut or a princess?" - Xalorad "A whore in his dungeon and a saint pup in the public." Marissa Mcpherson didn't know what she was putting herself into when she signed up for a session at her Alpha's dungeon. A little play of chains and whips was her expectations but after the passionate night, she craved for more and more. Her desires took a dark, wicked turn and she began wanting to be trapped behind the stoney walls, stripped and taken till there was nothing left of her soul. However, there was only enough she could get before she had to pay a visit to hell.

It took the Beasts mere weeks to overthrow the human government and eliminate most of the population. Those who survived were put into slavery, forced to spend their lives serving the royal families and wealthier Beasts. Adeline has been a servant for the royals for as long as she can remember. It's hard work, but she feels lucky to be born and raised in King Richard's kingdom. He's a kind ruler, and his humans are often treated well. King Heloix, on the other hand, is known for his ruthlessness. He has little tolerance for his fellow Beasts, and even less for humans. Rumors are that his servants are often killed as punishment for even the smallest mishaps, and to survive even a year while working for him is an accomplishment. When Adeline is transferred to King Heloix's castle, it takes him only seconds to recognize who she is to him. Will he accept her as his mate or reject her existence? ⚠️THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND TRIGGERING THEMES⚠️

(English Version) Sophia, 24, is a medical student and goes to Sweden to tour the country. She visits some ancient runes and mysteriously wakes up in the 9th century, the time of the Vikings. She is found by Itzvar the Ruthless, one of the most dangerous Vikings in the land. He sees her as a pleasure tool, but Itzvar soon realizes he's not the only Viking with an eye for Sophia. ✨Featured in Historical Fiction✨ 🥉3rd Place Historical Fiction: Rose Gold Awards 2023

*COMPLETED * England, AD 792. When all she knows is burnt to the ground, Aeleva is taken by the feared Danes. From a life of Saxon peasantry, a dark and brutal side is awoken within her. She has to adapt and survive in a world full of heathen. Torn by love for her captor and love of her faith she must decide who rules her heart. *WARNING, graphic description of violence* Please be warned that some readers have asked that there be a warning for some scenes of violence. On Wattpad HF reading list #1 vikings 18/10/2020 #1 raiders 25/06/2020 *** Cover done by the wonderful @AMORSI_ Check out her stuff, it's amazing. COMPLETED but will edit

"Come here" he said motioning for me to step closer. I knew that I had to obey his every word. It was just that my body decided not to move. "I will not repeat this again. Come. Here. Now!" he commanded me this time. That's when my legs decided to wobble themselves towards my biggest nightmare. I stopped when I was about a feet away from where he was sitting. I had to keep my hands together to prevent them from shaking too much. To make things worse, there was only this dead silence that surrounded us. Then, before I could even prosses what was happening, he grabbed my hand and brought my wrist up to his lips. I whimpered, waiting for the pain to come. "You have every right to fear me. This is going to be painful." Without warning, I felt an excruciating pain all over my body. A sharp cry escaped my mouth as his fangs ripped through my tender skin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She A simple girl forcefully taken from her home and separated from her small family to serve the Royal Pure Bloods. Him The Dark Prince, the most powerful hybrid on earth. Known to the world as a monster, an abomination. A creature unable to control his powers and is trapped within his own darkness.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

What if mates didn't exist? Instead, werewolves chose who they wanted to be mated to for the rest of their lives during a short period of time once a year. This period was called the Mating Season. Sydney Carrington has already planned her entire life with her chosen mate and her pack's current beta, Will and he was going to choose her as his mate when she was of age in the Mating Season. Everything was perfect until a week before the Mating Season when she encounters a certain Alpha Kingston. Brendon Kingston is the most feared Alpha in the world. Rumours said that he was heartless, able of killing his own flesh and blood. He was incapable of showing mercy or even the slightest emotion except for anger. Never had he chosen a mate before. Until an encounter with a certain she-wolf changes his whole perspective of things. To Sydney's horror, Alpha Kingston steps in to claim her as his own before Will can during the Mating Season. Journey with Sydney as she learns how to deal with being the mate of the most cruel and ruthless alpha ever known. Along the way, could she perhaps learn to love him as well? * * * He narrowed his gaze, "You arrived here yesterday. You can call me Kingston. You're my chosen thus you're my equal." At the mention of him choosing me, anger flared up and I scoffed indignantly. "You chose me? You didn't. You blackmailed me to be with you!" Kingston's eyes turned hard and he warned, "By drinking the potion, you have agreed to be my chosen." I scoffed and glared up at him, "Because you threatened to kill my brother. He's fifteen! Would you really do that? Kill a fifteen year old to get what you want?" I demanded and Kingston simply looked at me with a passive expression. Highest Ranking: #4 in Werewolf 5/3/2016

Fairies are a beautiful race in middle earth. They are mostly unknown to any other race. Elves know they exist. Much like elves, fairies are immortal and beautiful. But they have wing. These fairies are not small like we would all think. They are the same size as men and elves. They live in hidden forests around middle earth. Elrond asks for Orland's (King of Fairies) presence at the secret council to help determine the fate of middle earth with the other races. He brings along his only daughter Alexa to help him make the decision for the fairies and get her mind off things since Marilyn (Queen of fairies) died a few months ago by orcs.