A dangerous and filthy lie is prevalent throughout the land of Ralium. Nobles and Kings would have their subject believe that the kingdom resting in a time of peace. They say there is no war. No attacks. That there is no death, yet within this supposed peace there is a darkness creeping over the land. Men adorned with gilded snakes for tattoos wander the land in numbers, dragging broken peoples in chains behind them. These men, known as the Venom, serve the Savage King. The leader of Venom and the Royal family were tied by a peace treaty, one that ended a war many years ago. It was how Venom managed to prowl on the land. The people had achieved their peace, while Venom pillaged lesser villages. The people achieved their false peace, while countless lives are ripped from their families. Yes, they achieved their heartless peace, as people were reduced to nothing more than objects. However, the presence of an escaped slave had shattered their peace. By telling them of an emblem that rested on the Savage King's war table. |Book One of the Archives of Ralium trilogy| Special thanks to @pennywithaney for helping me with the blurb and for making the cover!

After a few years spent exploring the shadowy underworld of the Silken Cities, Vessa and Del Amoth have returned to the rich and exotic port of Malakesh. But all is not as it seems in the City of Broken Spires, and soon the two rogues become unwitting pieces in a game they cannot comprehend...

❖ QUEENKILLER, KINGMAKER Book 1 ❖ Feudal Southeast-Asia filled with magic, daemons, and a royal conspiracy. This is Isla's quest for the truth, and her slow spiral into becoming her very own worst nightmare. When the gods ascended thousands of years ago, they left behind the divine gift of theurgy. Its powers still echo amongst men, but run fiercer yet in the blood of kings and queens. And one of them will stop at nothing before Isla is dead. A betrayal lures her out of refuge and into her journey home, where she must unmask her enemies before they unmask her. The theurgy that she has had to keep hidden for many years can be her greatest ally or her most lethal foil. Only her wits can guide her through the dangerous politics of the Surikh court. But amidst the plots and schemes bubbling around her, she uncovers something far more sinister than the identity of her enemies. Something that can change her entire life; indeed, entire kingdoms. ↝ this work contains violence, profanity, and sexual references ↜ ↝ Winner of Wattys 2016 HQ Love Award ↝ Winner of FANTASCI's first season Chosen One awards ↝ Winner of The Cryptic Awards 2018 ↝ Featured in Fantasy as of 18-01-2017 ↝ Wattpad Editor's Pick January 2021

[Wattpad Featured Story: Fantasy Hidden Gems] When we were children they whispered about beasts that hid amongst the shifting dunes, dark things with sharp teeth and loud howls and an insatiable thirst. Animals that gutted their prey and left intestines rotting in the sun and bones sprawled out across dried riverbeds. We listened with rapt attention and shivered despite the searing desert heat. But I'm not a child anymore, and I know better. The sand-dusted coyotes, the sleepy vipers-they're just animals, dumb and slow. I've met the real beast of the dunes, and he's nothing like they say. He wears the skin of a man, and the silks of a noble, and spins lies with a silver tongue sharp enough to make the earth bleed... And he holds my life in his blood-stained hands.

****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.

Everyone knows the story of my mother. Don't know who she is? I'll give you a hint. She went to a ball in a pumpkin that turned into a carriage with a little bit of bippity boppity boo and left behind a glass slipper at midnight. That's right. My mother is Mirabella. Ella to her friends, and Cinderella to the world. But the thing is, she didn't go to the ball that night to have a night off or find love or whatever lies those people were telling you. She went to the ball that night to kill the prince.

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THE FAE ARE STEALING HEARTS [Wattpad Picks: Editors' Choice] Many moons ago, a deal was struck with the fae by a young woman who wished to save her lover's life. Years later, Adalyn is called upon to repay the debt and tumbles into a realm entirely apart from her own. Lost within a sinister fae city, she must learn to live in a place where fates can be foretold, names are kept as secrets, and bandits can steal the beating heart from her chest. "Didn't anyone ever tell you that it's dangerous to wander into the Wystwood alone?" Fantasy│Adventure│Romance A Wattpad Editors' Choice Story [Cover designed by myself│Cover graphic '04 Dorothy Lathrop' attributed to Will (ajourneyroundmyskull) on Flickr, licenced under CC BY 4.0]

| 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐨𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 | The Dark is dangerous. The Dark is deception. And the Dark is the only thing she wants. What would you do if the only beautiful thing in the world was the one thing you couldn't touch? --- A collection of stories to entice your mind, enthrall your senses, and ensnare your memory. Dare to dive in. ~*AWARDS*~ 1st in Science Fiction - The Sunflower Awards 2.0 1st in Short Story/One Shot - The Life Elements Awards 1st in Drama - Rising Gem Award 2nd in One-Shot - The Next Gen Awards 2nd in Miscellaneous - Everything's Canceled Awards 1st in The Monthly Gemstones Awards for: 'A Way to the Stars' 'More of Salt' 'The Base Naught File' 'Android' 2nd in The Monthly Gemstones Awards for: 'This Mockery of Light' 'Immortalized' 3rd in The Monthly Gemstone Awards for 'The Thirteenth Month'

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