Spirited. Free. Ambitious. This was who she was. Haunted. Guarded. Detached. This is who she is. Rebecca Collin's is at a crossroads in life at the mere age of 25. Her brother has died. Her best friend has died. Then her desire for art also died. She's desperate to bring a part of her back in any way possible. So when she has the opportunity to save the fine arts department at Palmetto State University in North Carolina, she takes it. Not only doees she intend to save the department, she seizes the opportunity to become the head of it as well. The only thing standing in her way? Mason Ashford. Dominant. Seductive. Perceptive. Not only does he hold the key to her future, he makes her aware of it all too well. The more she resists him and pushes him away the carnal desire to consume her is evident. He'll stop at nothing to mark her as his own work of art.

Blackwood Manor, an isolated, eerie mansion deep within the woods. The manor has a dark history, with rumors of tragic deaths and a curse that haunts those who live there. but people slowly die off one by one only one will survive

Emily Buchanan has lost everything that she loves in a tragic accident. She has nowhere to turn too until she has an old friend to make contact with her about an opportunity to be a house keeper at a historic mansion in the lowcountry of South Carolina. Little does Emily know; she is about to encounter the ghost of Hastings House. A violent spirit that has haunted the mansion for centuries and is hell-bent on revenge.

Rebellious southern belle, Sawyer Sweeney is back in her overbearing mama's house after her latest scandal hit the papers. She's fresh off a broken engagement and decides to swear off all the men in Hollis, her small Mississippi town. Austin Sweeney is Sawyer's gorgeous older brother who left Hollis and his golden-boy status after high school. He decides to come back to Hollis for two weeks to check in on his broken-hearted sister and brings Ryan, his secretive work colleague along with him. When Ryan accidentally reveals the real reason Austin left Hollis and why they are both in town, Sawyer struggles to keep it a secret. She learns Austin and Ryan are undercover agents in the F.B.I and their latest target is a familiar face. Sawyer's connection to their case makes her a valuable resource, but Austin refuses to let his sister get involved. Sawyer is determined to not only work on the case but work closely with Ryan, even if it means keeping secrets from her brother. Can Sawyer keep all of her secrets straight and stay focused on the task at hand? Or will Sawyer up in another scandal and left behind with only her broken heart. ***Hart of Dixie Fanfic in the way that 50 shades was a Twilight Fanfic****

BOOKS UNDER RE-BRANDING! (The stories and characters are still the same, just company change) Dear Reader, Let me introduce myself. My name is Crystal, but most know me as "Big Red." I am a walking legend of Wall Street. I am the CEO of Red Tail Investments for Women. I stand for women's investment rights in a world dominated by men. In my Gucci power suit, I've graced the cover of Time Magazine three times and starred in my own reality T.V show. I trade Stocks and Options for a living, becoming a self-made millionaire by the time I reached twenty. I am a damn sexy, smart, powerful, self-made bitch that does not take shit from anyone. Just ask my ten administrative assistants. But something went very wrong. On my large birthday bash, a very charming man convinced me to sign the Fairy Godmother Inc. contract. In my drunken, Skinny-Girl-Cosmo haze, I thought this was a brilliant birthday surprise. I was mistaken, and I never make mistakes. Now, I am thrust into a futuristic world where I am a low-class citizen. Even more appalling, we are all competing in a cut-throat, Hunger-Games style competition. Oh yeah and one more thing. My God-like trainer is Legolas times twenty. I know what you're thinking, and yes, I've seen him without a shirt on, and ladies, it's a game-changer. Big Red never loses at anything; a happily-ever-after will be mine to win. Or ill cut his you-know-what off. Big Red. reviews "F*ck I have no words your stories are so amazing it renders me speachless you r so fucking talented its unreal seriously your stories brings out emotions in Me I didn't know i had you r awesome never stop writing it would be a great loss to readers like me thank you" -PerrieClue "I think this may even be better than the first 😧 If that's even possible!! On to the third!!!" -spikeaddicted LOVE THIS BOOK, OFF TO THE 3RD! I HOPE YOU NEVER STOP MAKING THSES BOOKS, THEY ARE AMAZING!" -LoveYouToo200624

BOOKS UNDER RE-BRANDING! (The stories and characters are still the same, just company change) Dear Reader, My name is Charlie Wilford. This is not an alcohol anonymous class. This is my disaster of a life. Let me start by saying that up until this point, in my twenty-five years of existence, that I had everything a Southern Bell could wish for. I had it all. I met the love of my life, the famous dance instructor Tanner Frasier. The good girl meets the bad boy in a storybook, whirlwind romance. I packed up and moved to New York City to dance on the Broadway stage as their new shining star. Charlie Wilford, the dazzling dancer from the sweet home of Alabama. Now cue the record to stop. Everything came crashing down when I walked in on my love sleeping with my back-up dancers-plural. Due to the protection order against me, I can no longer be around Tanner. I am broke and without a job. Well, until I received an acting/reality T.V gig in the mail. Fairy Godmother Inc., I think it was. The silver lining here is that I will never date another bad boy again. I don't care how hot, or suave he seems, the answer is NO. Good girls don't mesh with bad boys, it just ends in restraining orders. Charlie Wilford, Charlie Wilford Actor/Singer/Dancer

"What's that?" Caleb asked pointing out toward the water. The silhouette of black sails could be seen through the haze of the fog and they were getting steadily closer. For years, they had heard the tales, of the lost treasure of the infamous pirate Robert Drake, but those were just kids tales weren't they? Besides Drake had been dead for 300 years.

Armed with magic and a gun, Nicole Hallian works as an investigator in the Supernatural Investigations Bureau (SIB) branch office located in the town of Callahan's Morrow. She likes her job, but not these days when mysterious abductions make the front pages in the newspaper. People are scared and SIB is getting nowhere with the investigation. Just as everything seems black, a prominent supernatural figure, Giuseppe Viola, arrives back in the town. Nicole unsuccessfully tries to extract some information from him; a vampire as old as him is a tough nut to crack. But not everything is as it seems to be: Nicole's boss, Adrian Crawshaw, has a few skeletons in his closet - and those come to bite him in the ass. He would love nothing more than everyone staying unaware of his connection to Giuseppe, no matter how much easier life could be if he made peace with the past. As a dead body thumps to the ground in front of the investigation team, members of the SIB office branch form a tentative partnership with Giuseppe to get to the bottom of this unresolved case.

A work in progress. Looking for thoughts and ideas that I can use to advance the story. James Wescott is a member of an ancient brotherhood of supernatural investigators living in early 19th century England. His travels have brought him through the Pennines, seeking a place to rest for the night. He sits on a hill overlooking the town of Ashton-under-Lyne, when the night is broken by a piercing scream. Riding in to investigate the cause of the sound he comes upon local law enforcement and helps them in their investigation. The unnatural clues found at the scene are just what he has been looking for. Thank you so much to @paulineforgie for the awesome new cover. Please check out her work she is an amazing artist and author.