Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.

"They left me here to die. Chained to a huge rock, dressed in a thin red dress that flowed around my feet." Anilena-Ray Connors was always a good person. But somehow ended up stranded under water, dumped there chained to a rock. As she struggles to free herself, bleeding from trying to rip at the locks, she is spotted by a shark that smells her blood. Bracing herself for the inevitable end, the last thing she sees are eyes. Sea green, beautiful eyes, and a long black tail. Then it's darkness. What will happen when this woman's past catches up to her and the power of her new self begins to get out of control, wringing her and everyone else out and destroying the new life she's made. Underwater. Copyright 2015 All Rights Reserved

❝His eyes have watched her grow throughout the years, every precious moment he has witnessed from a distance. He himself has grown; as each moment passes, he notices this fiery ache in his heart when he is forced to depart from his love; his everything. He believed himself to have all the time in the world with her, so he sat there, patiently waiting for the day in which he gets to bring his Luna home. But on the eve of that life changing evening - the summer solstice - he realized that his time was limited; He has to make a move before he loses her forever.❞ © -wolfsbane ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Island princess Yenni is searching for a way to save her father's life, but a handsome yet infuriating shapeshifting dragon becomes an unexpected distraction. ***** As a princess of the Moonrise Isles, Yenni is all-but-engaged to the prince of a neighbouring tribe. She knows it's her duty to ensure peace for her people, but as her father's illness steadily worsens, she sets out on a sacred journey to the empire of Cresh, determined to find a way to save him at any cost, even though failure could mean the wrath of her gods and ruin for her people. One further complication? On the day she arrives at the Prevan Academy for Battle and Magical Arts, she meets an arrogant dragon shifter who claims she's his "Given", or destined mate. Muscular, beautiful (and completely infuriating), he's exactly the kind of distraction Yenni can't afford while her father's life hangs in the balance. But by rejecting him, is she fighting her feelings -- or her fate?

"V&L" read our initials. So delicately carved into a now surely dead Henry's plum-colored flesh. His glazed eyes continue to stare in my direction-Though no longer focused on, but behind me. At this, a familiar scent invades my nostrils. One that promises death and despair. I can already feel his intoxicating heat and presence behind me. Dare I turn around? Absolutely not. My worst fears have finally come to fruition, my twisted fate catching up to me, alas. He is here. He has come to honor his promise-To reclaim his bride. Ladies and gentlemen, meet my husband... Valentine. #1 Dark - 03/24/22 #1 Mythology - 03/07/22 #1 BWWM- 11/27/19 #1 Powerful - 04/02/20 #1 Entity- 08/05/19 #1 Godly - 09/09/20 #1 Thunder - 03/09/22 #1 Deadly - 12/18/22 #12 Hades - 10/19/20 #15 Horror - 04/25/20 #12 Obsession - 07/31/21 #19 Interracial- 03/15/19 Major rewrite loading. Read with Caution.

**BOOK 1: COMPLETE** Mercatija (Mer - cah - tee - yah) I've always known my soul is tied to another. It's the way of my people, the Mercatija. But why does it have to be him?! Why do I need a warrior - correction- the Mercatijan's DEADLIEST warrior - to protect me? I'm just a writer! What could I possibly need protecting from? This is the first book of a two-part series and follows the journey of Jazmine Le Matise, a young author who values her independence above all else. However, her comfortable, guarded life is rattled when a certain man enters it. Darius Rekeseau, the one man her soul is tied to and the world's deadliest warrior. She rebels against him, refusing to accept this fate, she doesn't need him! That is, until a demon, the King of the Demons, begins to hunt her and she needs her soulmate to protect her...... ****** Highest Ranking #1 female warrior