After finally graduating high school, eighteen year old Elizabeth Proctor is pressured into a party at sea. When things go wrong, she finds herself thrown into an entirely different world. Waking up on a pirate ship that sailed hundreds of years before her time, Elizabeth must figure out how to adjust to her new life and hide her impossible secret. A grand adventure awaits her if she's only brave enough to take a chance. Cover by @All_AboutAssymetry *Updates on Saturdays* 11/30/16 - #236 in Historical Fiction 1/23/17 - #225 in Historical Fiction 2/12/17 - #98 in Historical Fiction 4/7/17 - #69 in Historical Fiction 4/30/17 - #34 in Historical Fiction 5/21/17 - #29 in Historical Fiction 5/26/17 - #17 in Historical Fiction 6/13/17 - #14 in Historical Fiction 6/23/17 - #7 in Historical Fiction 6/27/17 - #6 in Historical Fiction 7/5/17 - #4 in Historical Fiction 5/15/18 - #1 in Historical Fiction Started - 9/17/16 Finished - 6/10/17

"He was a beast by all standards, a horrific sight to behold." The town of Vell knows fully well the monster that lurks within the halls of Rose Castle. They envy, fear, and even desire the infamous man. However, unbelievable secrets haunt the Dark Forest that surrounds his castle. Secrets that he will keep uncovered at all costs. What happens when a determined older man comes forward, searching for the answers to questions that had plagued him endlessly about the Beast? What happens when along with the man comes his sweet wife, and stunning, scholarly daughter? It isn't whether she can come to love a beast, but rather if he can come to love her. A retelling of the classic story Beauty and the Beast The beautiful cover is by @Aphrodite270 Reached #114 in Fantasy on 3/17/2017!

Rosette, who only intended to help the handsome stranger, was bewildered when he refused to part ways from her. A kind and beautiful witch. And a dashing war knight. Rosette who saved the injured knight, made a deal with him to help her with her daily burden as payment for saving him. She had intended for it to only last for a good four weeks before sending him home. But the more time they spend together, the more Reagan grew clingy and touchy of her. The knight who was feared in the battlefield, took every chance he got and took every time he has to be with her. And when the settled day came, Reagan refused to let go of Rosette. Refusing to leave her side, he made sure to make her his. _______ #1 adult-content (11/1/21) #1 cottagecore (10/19/21) #1 knight (11/13/21) #1 viscount (11/24/21) #1 nobility (12/7/31) #1 knighthood (12/9/21) #1 historical (1/8/22) #3 saviour (2/14/22) #3 fantasy-romance (2/14/22) #4 lovestory (2/10/22) #4 submissive (2/18/22) #6 historicalromance (6/13/22) #10 savior (12/5(21) #10 possessive (2/6/21) #11 witch (2/6/21) #15 love (1/10/22) #15 magic (2/2/22) #33 smutmaybe (12/13/21)

*Completed* 4/29/17 Highest rank: #65 in Fantasy as of 7/19/17 (THANK YOU!) Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme. Everyone knows the story of Beauty and the Beast, but no one's heard the story like this. Young Bella lived a simple life. She worked as an apprentice to Larissa, the best medical doctor in their small town. Too soon though, things start to crumble around her. An officer appears, nearly begging her to enter the Choosing. Her childhood friend appears, announcing more than just his presence when he sees her again. Just when things start to seem normal again, the Beast attacks; claiming that the Choosing is no longer enough and he wants Bella. Can she make it out alive? Is there more to the Beast than just a killing machine with no regard for the life of others?

(Warning: Rated R) "Now your turn."He watched as she bit her bottom lip and studied what he had written before. She softly said each letter as she wrote it. As he watched her lips slowly moving, he moved to her neck as though in a trance and gently kissed it. Caroline pressed her eyes from the sensation. Byron gently turned her face to him and feverishly kissed her plump lips and pulled her closer. She placed her hands on both sides of his face as he kissed her. When his mouth went back to her neck, her brow wrinkled at the sensation of his fingertips on the bare flesh that was right above her garters. As they traveled closer to her intimate area, she gasped and stopped his hand, "No Byron! Please!" Caroline Jacobs life has never been simple. Especially when you are the indentured servant of a soon to be duchess. With their sails in the wind, the voyage takes an ugly turn when their ship is attacked by privateers. Was this by chance or was this kidnaping planned? Byron Wright, a ruthless, cold and handsome privateer couldn't refuse the dukes offer of kidnaping his fiancé. The only issue is, that the soon to be duchess and maid switched places. What is he to do with an beautiful young servant while at sea?

It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.

I flinch as his hand reaches to my face, and aggressively pulls down the cloak from my head. He surveys my tear stained face and jewelry all the way down to my dress. Then he speaks, "what's your name?" I open my mouth but no words come out. Fear grips me again. "I believe I asked you a question," his eyes grow darker. "Al-Alice" I whisper. His eyes wander outside to the window. "You will address me as 'your highness' and I do not tolerate mistakes. I will punish you and you will never forget to follow my orders. Do I make myself clear?" -------------------- In this world everybody has a soulmate. Two people that are meant to be together for the rest of their lives. Finding them isn't as hard as you'd think, since every two people that belong together have the same tattoo somewhere on their body. It is something you're born with, something that's meant to be. There is no doubt that these two people no matter the status or finances, belong together. Some grow up knowing their future soulmate, some find them later in life, but in the end they always belong together. Marrying someone, who isn't you soulmate is punishable here in my family's kingdom Lyria. My father always believed in the bond. But what if the bond isn't meant to be after all. Or could it be true that my soulmate is no other than darkness himself. That he's the heartless king our country is currently at war with. The one that leaves not even woman and children alive.... Ranks✨ #2 forced ~02.07.20 #2 heartless ~07.07.20 #91 fear ~09.07.20 #1 castle ~10.07.20 #1 obsession ~12.07.20 #1 royalty ~ 02.08.20 #1 hatelove ~02.08.20 #1 cruel ~02.08.20 #1 hate ~ 03.08.20 #1 princess ~ 10.08.20 #1 king ~ 26.11.20 #3 midieval ~ 22.12.20 #1 evil ~ 20.02.21 CAUTION This book contains violence and gore along with cursing. Also if you're triggered by domestic violence DONT READ THIS BOOK. Thanks. ❤️New rewritten addition is out now called Feared Crimson King❤️

NO LONGER AVAILABLE ON WATTPAD Jessica Howerty fell for her brother's best friend when she was a young girl, and never quite recovered. Now, all grown-up, she knows that a disreputable rake like Jacob Hurst is the last thing she should want. After two seasons in London, she's tired of looking for a husband she never wanted anyway. So when Jacob's father offers her to spend the summer at his estate, she thankfully accepts. Then Jacob unexpectedly visits and her plans for a quiet season are immediately ruined, what with her heart skipping a beat every time the handsome earl is near. Jacob Hurst, the Earl of Wortham, has worked very hard on his less-than-favourable reputation to ensure he never marries, all to annoy his father. Though sparks fly whenever they're in the same room, he has never allowed himself to think of Jessica as anything other than his best friend's little sister. That all changes when he finds out she's spending the summer at his father's estate. After years of avoiding his ancestral home, Jacob returns home, even if it means he has to spend more time in Jessica's presence than is good for his peace of mind.

Dahlia, who was mistakenly arrested, somehow found herself in the same prison cell with the most dangerous prisoner in the empire. Killian, who was the strongest knight of the fallen enemy kingdom, was kept as a prisoner after his homeland's defeat in the war. He was known as the crazy madman who ruthlessly slaughtered hundreds of men in the battlefield. He was all the things one would be terrified of when heard. The story used to scare children to sleep. A killer A lunatic A madman who laughed while slaughtering his enemies A man who only lusted for blood. Those were the names attached to him. Valuing her dear life, Dahlia decided to earn his interest by pretending to like him. After all, he was known to spare interesting things, especially women, according to the rumors she heard, that is. However, her act of pretending to like him was no use at all. The more she fawned over him, the more he threatened her. Eventually, the time came when she was finally free to go but couldn't bid him a proper farewell. And years later... "Why did you suddenly disappear that day?" Never did she expect she would encounter him again. "Do you know that I've almost gone mad searching for you?" He said with his deep calloused voice. And though her body was frozen in his arms, she gulped as he leaned into her ears. "You told me before that you'd marry me once we got out of that prison." A breath hitched in her throat. "Aren't you going to keep your words, my beloved?" He said. It seemed like he had no intention of letting her go.