This book will be taken down January 1st of 2022 to be rewriten and edited! (Cover by @AlberteStoev) Turning around Im met with bright red eyes surrounded by a grey mask. He has jet black hair that swirls up and back, his face is freshly shaved but that is all I can really see. He is tall and God is he built. He looks so strong and holds so much power. I then blink and breath when my lungs finally demand air. His forehead is scrunched up as he watches me calculating. I step back "Uh I-I I'm sorry " My voice comes out shaky. He nods as he then demands "dance with me," before I can protest he has his arm around my waist pulling me close and his hand in mine as we dance across the floor. I look around to see glares from women as slowly the whole place pays attention to us. By the end of the song I could feel sparks dance across my skin around the area he is touching me, a pull in my chest forms, wanting to be closer to him, we land in front of the stairs where the thrones sit That holds the former king and queen, they watch us with a raised brow. I gasp as I look up into the mans eyes as everything stops, his head lowers towards mine, our noses pass each other and our lips meet and instantly I know. He is my mate. I don't know who he is but I'm sure he is about to let me know. He breaks the kiss as he backs up keeping me close as He rips off his mask and he growls "Mine." A growl that sends a shiver down my spine. His breath taking face comes into view. People around gasps as some yells. "The Alpha King has found his mate," I gasp. This man in front of me is Bain Alexander Remington , the King. *highest rank, #1 in Alpha, #1 in king #1 in secret #1 in werewolf #1 in hidden #2 in feature* (A/n I'm big about character development. So if you looking for a book where the main character and love interest fall in love in the 5th chapter this isnt it. Any how thanks for reading! Much love!)

||2019 ONC Ambassador Picks Reading List Selection|| Orphaned as an infant and raised by a troupe of Renaissance Faire actors, Quadir Janszoon is haunted by the past. Six days before his 25th birthday, spectral riders of the Bás Anáil gallop into Central Park in an attempt to murder him and claim the moire, a divine essence in his blood. Born to an ancient line of guardians, warriors known as the Dakaari, Quadir is thrust into a world of magic, prejudice, and political intrigue. With only his wits and his mother's ith'nael sword, he must fight for his life against a powerful, hidden foe sworn to kill him, ending the sacred bloodline of his family forever. <<<WINNER-BEST FANTASY-The Novella Awards 2020>>>

'Katerina!' 'Tobias!' The two children screamed and cried as they were torn apart... 'Please don't forget about me...' The boy begged. 'I'm sorry.' The girl answered. Then she was thrown into a Magic matrix written in blood. There were whispers after whispers. Until... Everything was silenced. . . . *Highest #172 on #vampireromance* Hey loves! This is my first Vampire story. I hope y'all enjoy it and give a thumbs up. Please comment and share, and if you have any questions... You may text me, or ask me in the comments~!