Cailleach Bheur. The Bringer of Winter. Demi-goddess queen of Wal'yah. I was supposed to be born a woman. I was supposed to lead my people, use the wisdom of the ancestors to keep them safe. I was supposed to be the greatest Cailleach since the beginning of creation, take the mantle from my grana and become what she promised me I was to be. I was meant to be their leader, and I failed them. I failed them all, and worse yet, I abandoned them. Left my home and family burning behind me, their blood coating my body, their lives bitter on my tongue. Their souls heavy in my heart. But I would return. I swore it on the blood of the goddess queens of my line. I would return, and I would bring the wrath of winter down on the men who thought to end my line. For I am Cailleach, I am my grana's grandson, and I am death to those who mean Wal'yah harm. I am death, I am destruction, and I am vengeance. Nothing would stand in my way, not even the two men who both should have been my enemies, but who I was in danger of falling much too hard for. Because I could not be weak. Not again. And my people deserved the vengeance I would bring down on the heads of our enemies. Even if it meant losing the men my heart yearned for. *****Bringer of Winter is a M/M/M polyamorous romance with magic, pirates, and gryphons. Because who doesn't like magic, pirates, and gryphons?? Trigger warnings in first chapter.*****

Alex Sawyer never thought much of it when he was approached to 'keep an eye out' for Isaac Anderson. Well, sure he had his reservations about that boy -the loud, obnoxious kid from the football team- but he never expected himself to be dragged onto a journey uncovering dark secrets and heinous crimes that were never meant to see the light of day. In picture perfect Bethlehem, image was all that mattered. And people were willing to do just about anything to keep their smiling facades spotless.

“Fuck,” I whisper, shutting my eyes and clunking my head to the door. “Where were you going, Scar?” Ace breathes, smirking like he’s been dying to do this all morning. Might as well not lie. “I was going to hot wire your car and drive back to California, grab all my cash, fly to Europe, live there for a couple weeks, and then drink myself to death.” His smirk drops. “That’s not funny.” “Never said it was.” A quiet moment drifts through as I lazily stare at him. “You’re serious?” “Yep.” Scarlett Hunter is only 19 and has already killed 65 vampires. It's drilled into her mind that vampires are bad, and they always will be. That is, until Ace Caplin decides to enter her world via her kitchen.

Having lived a sheltered life under her father's strict rule, Ella's newfound freedom is tested when she meets Angelo Tomassi, the most well known crime boss in Miami. Despite his duty to marry another woman, Angelo shows Ella a softer side that wins over her heart. She refuses her chance to leave and willingly gives up her freedom for a chance at love with Angelo. When their romantic involvement ignites a string of brutal attacks from an enemy group, Angelo places Ella under his watchful eye to keep her safe. To his surprise, innocent Ella shoots back with impeccable accuracy and skill, raising questions connected to her past. (This book may contain language, violence or sexual content and is intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.)

(The Royal Trilogy Book 1) Princess Evangeline has a life most woman dream about. She wears designer labels, attends the latest parties, and travels all over the world. Not to mention she's engaged to marry a handsome prince. To the outside world she lives a fairy tale life. If they only knew how trapped she felt. Part of the royal guard, Nicholas is assigned the duty of protecting the princess. Sworn to keep her safe at all costs, there is nothing he wouldn't do for her. When Evangeline's life is in danger Nicholas springs into action, but can he protect her from someone hell bent on seeing her dead? More so, can he keep from falling in love with her in the process.

"Be my girlfriend, Bella" He hissed again. ~~ One Friday night party. One popular boy and one ordinary girl. A random kiss, and a sudden proposition. One forced relationship and many strong friendships. A hidden past and a secret in the present. Break up , Patch up going on in a loop and a hell of a roller coaster ride for the two... © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Cover by @MarieDani.. Love you :* <3 #14 in ChickLit & #12 in Teen Fiction (Highest yet)

"My, my, love. Are you sure you want to leave such a cruel world behind?" Far beyond the horizon, clouds gathered-throbbing, budding, menacing. Time was slipping through their fingers. "What can be worse than this?" A slow, wicked smile split his face in two. Oh how delightfully wild he looked! So wild, so dangerous. He stretched out a hand. She took it without hesitation. And that, dear friends, is how she dug her own grave. #book1 in the cursed artefact's series This is a Rewrite of Demetre!

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

[Highest Rank: #1 Teen Fiction] He walked up to me, suavely, and put his muscular arms on both sides of my small form, carefully. "Make me fall for you." "What?" I stared at him, dumbfounded by how close he was to me. Fall in love with me? Was he for real? I squirmed farther into the wall, against my locker. He smirked. "You heard me. I'm giving you one year, Zoe. That's it. After that, if I don't fall for you, then your brother's secret is out." With that, he took his hands back, smiled at me, and whirled his gorgeous body to class. Vince, the high school's bad boy, just ordered me to make him fall in love with me. This better be good. *** Zoe Harvick is the girl next door. Hidden from secrets which shape her life, her only goal is to pass high school with flying colors. She wants nothing to do with Vince or with his bewildering complications. Vince Mascars is a bad boy. His devious attitude earned him the title "the Beast". With a dark past and a murderous future, his only goal is to get a taste of temptation. He wants to use Zoe Harvick as his pawn, and plays the game with her, to get the vengeance he always wanted. What happens when Vince asks Zoe to make him fall in love with her? Love, Beast and a bit of beauty makes... Zoe And The Beast *NOT A WEREWOLF OR VAMPIRE STORY* *Cover by @cokonut *