One waitress with a dark, hidden purpose that ascends the stars and galaxies. One man turned vampire to endure centuries just to ensure her protection. Two soulmates torn apart by a prophecy beyond their control. Fate had rolled the final bell, bringing death and defeat to the young waitress. The man she loved was taken from her and with his absence, the light in the world faded with the fulfilled prophecy. All hope was lost... until darkness consumed her, until giving herself willingly to that darkness. With whispers of temptation in her ears, her mortality faded away and divine power emerged, the power to defy fate and the Gods, the power to bring back her vampire from the dead. But with her immortal powers comes much more than the world is anticipating... ultimate destruction. [sequel to Blood Lust]

Light and dark. Balance and chaos. Fire and ice. The final battle has begun. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Following a journey to Hell and back, the vampire protector, Elijah de Ricci has returned to earth with his Goddess of Darkness. Having forfeited her right to divinity to escape the shackles of the Underworld and it's dark leader, so she may reunite with the man she's been separated from for years, Cassandra must overcome her natural pull towards darkness in order to spare mankind a future cast in shadow. The very fate of the planet rests in their hands. At every side, an opponent lingers, ready to strike. Together, Elijah and Cassandra will attempt to rewrite their own ending. Good or evil... Which will prevail? MATURE 16+ -- intense situations

[COMPLETED]✔ The Blood Magic Series |Book 4| 2017 Fiction Award Winner for Best Series. ⁃⁃⁃❖⁃⁃⁃ Looked upon as evil, Maverick is forever tormented for stealing his mother's blood magic ability before he was born. Unable to even control whether he wanted it or not, his father, Lucca, blames him for this action. Constantly being blamed for everything that goes wrong and without the proper guidance to develop the blood magic trait, he is sent to train with Orion. With Orion, he learns not only how to control his blood magic, but learn why the past should remain buried and dead. Brought back, tempers only escalate between Lucca and Maverick to the point he attempts to end his father's life. Exiled from his coven, Killian takes him away via Evicka's orders, training him alongside his very talented daughter, Tamsin in secret. For years he spends with Tamsin, growing a very fond bond between them, it makes it harder when they are torn apart. Through his hatred, he becomes the first rogue pureblood vampire and with it, the desire to look out for only himself. Death is on the horizon and Maverick at the helm, ready to take down anything that stands in his way, including a very attractive succubus. ⁃⁃⁃❖⁃⁃⁃ Highest Ranking: #11 in Vampire Published on Amazon under K. A. Young. Ebook: $2.99 Paperback: $8.00 Patreon Downloadable PDF - Pack Tracker Tier: $5.00

Now, I've been hungover before. I've experienced the entire earthly spectrum of emotion that comes with the joys of drinking until you can't stand. I've seen, felt, smelt and heard things that upon reflection a sober human being wouldn't necessarily do. There was very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions whilst recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something vile. And I can honestly say that was a first for me. His eyes turned black like ink, his teeth extending to sharp points as dark veins began forming up his neck, crawling to join in a tangled web of visible webbing beneath his skin. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had now become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" --- Danielle Perkins knows more than most about how truly unfair the world can be. After years of training and serving in the military, she is ultimately discharged from duty and settles down for civilian life in the bustling city of New York. A far cry from her terror filled past, it takes some time but she finally begins to get her life back together. That is until she's faced with a world that at no point was she ever trained for, and faced with a man that she was in no way ready for.

"Little Star," the king said, his red eyes shining down as he greedily took in my whole body and the repressors upon it, "it will be my pleasure to corrupt your soul." ▫▫▫ Darkness laid the Kingdom to waste since the rulers of the land long ago fell into its temptation. The red eyes shine out into the night. But among the darkness, light still can be seen- and those who follow it. These followers of the light, have a religion of their own. A religion to prevail against the darkness. And the highest of their leaders is Arishia. One who has been bathed and blessed within the Moon's light. But even the darkness reaches out to touch the followers of light. And Arishia has a purpose she must fill. A purpose given to her by the Moon. Taken from the safety of her Temple, Arishia is pushed into the King's Reaping. A tradition long ago set- where 20 maidens are selected and sent to the King's Palace of nightmares. Their goal? Survive the next 5 years, from the monster who thirsts for their blood. The winner of the reaping not only survives- she becomes the Queen of darkness- set to rule next to the King in his reign of shadows. And Arishia will try everything in her power, to keep her soul. Thank you for reading Highest rank #3 in Vampire Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission

Book 1 in the Matched for Life Series (There are two versions of this story. The First one isn't complete and the 2nd one I'm currently writing and posting on ream) In the year 4028, the person you spent your life with was born especially for you. It wasn't by fate or a higher being. No, by the year 3073, our genetic bindings were developed in a lab for one purpose and one purpose only... A perfect breeding match. Chrissy Smith enjoyed her freedoms. Before you are born your DNA is made perfectly to suit your Match or what we humans call them...alien spouse. We know not a single detail about or Match. That is until your 21st birthday. One whole month before you're to wed and start breeding. By law, you have to accept your match. Chrissy soon learns that everything she thought to be true is a lie and the world around her is more magical and mysterious than any simple human or pet could have ever imagined. ****This is a sample.

"Ezekiel...." I whispered softly into his ear, my crimson lips tugging into a sly smirk as I felt his body shake grow stiff against mine. My finger trailed softly against his arm, goosebumps raising along the path I traveled. "Stop." He whispered, I noticed how utterly breathless he had become. Causing the smirk that tugged at my lips to expand into a sinister smile. My fingers left his arm, lifting my fingers in the air I delicately grasp his chin, as if I squeezed too hard he'd crumple to dust beneath my fingers. "Why do you want me to stop, Zeke?" I questioned, my eyes feigning fake innocence as I awaited his answer. His eyes searched mine, and I felt my own proud look faltering as I undoubtably started to melt looking into his pools of Amber. "Because..." he started, his lip being tugged into his mouth by his white teeth. "Because...?" I assisted, as I got as close to him as physically possible. His eyes hardened, glaring into my soulless ones. "It feels, Sinful."

"Light up my darkness," he murmured against her bare flesh. His fingers trailed up her arm, leaving a blazing fire beneath them. His lips pressed softly against her shoulder and her eyes fluttered closed, accepting his touch. "Let go and I'll take away all of the pain." She desperately wanted to free herself from the torture of the heat, of the shift, of the sadness, but she pushed his firm chest away from her. She yearned to finally fulfill her place among the divine. She desired to guide and protect the species. She wished to eliminate the Challengers. The longer she endured the pain, the more power she would attain to help her fulfill her responsibilities. To the men who watched her ascend, it looked as if she was interacting with thin air, but she knew he was there with her. She smiled softly at him, caressing his cheek. "My Darkness, let the pain fester within me. I crave it." * The Betrayal is a part of The Marking Trilogy and cannot be read as a stand-alone book. The Marking must be read first.* Cover by @Finding_Bria

Stolen from her mansion in the middle of the night Tharissa Bax finds herself in a precarious position; she has become embroiled in a political rift between three races of the great forest. The Shifters, a race of men who become wolves, Dragon Lords, a race of men who become dragons, and humans, a race without any seeming advantages...her race. But her father has set out to change that, to pass a law that would void a thousand year old treaty that offers human women to the Dragon Lords in exchange for their city's protection. Oddly, her kidnappers, Shifter rogues, don't seem against her father's law, they are intent on pushing it through. And she is rescued from them by the last men she would expect. The Dragon Lords. And one Dragon Lord in particular sparks her attraction and lust like nothing she has ever known. Could father's perceptions of the race be wrong? It seems it is time for her to reassess everything she thought she knew about the world outside of her pampered mansion. Should she take this opportunity to be more than what she has been raised to be? Can she find out who is behind the attempt on her life? Can she live with what she discovers?

"Before I show you who I am, I want you to remember what you're fighting for," Aide replied cautiously and gave them all a piercing stare. "Keep an open mind." "Just tell us, lad," Hanke snarled impatiently and bobbed his sword. "Brace yourselves," Aide said as he slowly reached for his hood. Emaia's heart pounded vigorously in her chest, so loudly, she feared people could hear. This was it. She would finally see the face of her rescuer, the face she had so longed to see. Aide gave them all one last lingering look before he closed his eyes. "Your whole world is about to change." He punctuated his sentence by pulling off his hood. The entire crowd gasped and all readied their weapons, as long silver hair burst free from the cloak and long slender ears appeared. It was impossible, Emaia thought. They had been extinct for decades. But there was no denying it. She looked at the man who had rescued her a few nights ago, and remembered him as charming and valiant. It all made so much sense now-why he could do, what he could do. He was an elf. And not just any elf. - A Northern Elf.