Autumn Rene Wright, at the age of Twenty-Five, hasn't come to terms with the shitty life she's been dealt. Hard times have turned her into a timid and scared soul. So, what was she thinking applying to D.T. Corporations to be the personal assistant of Dominic Amir Thomas? The most ruthless feared and quite they say handsome top business mogul in the country. As bills keep rising, so is the demand for money. Autumn has to survive while still trying to heal from her past demons. Will working for Dominic make or break her, or will the secrets from her past come back to haunt her?

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

Alpha Superior is cursed to be mateless for the rest of his life. As the Champion of Lycanthropes, Alpha Superior is the strongest and oldest of his species. Having been bestowed the gift of immortality as a young man, he lives to protect his pack, but at the highest price any shifter can pay. For within every wolf pack there must be one lone wolf. He remains forever alone so that his fellow lycanthropes can find their mates - soulmates. As the representative of the Goddess Artemis, the Alpha is blessed with great wealth and power, but he can never have what he desires most. He saved her. Found as a baby in the Dominican Republic, Aella is adopted by Kaius and Celest Knight. She grows up in the life of an upper-class daughter of a wealthy lawyer and surgeon with the story of her rescue an untold tale. But she knows she was found as a baby and that her uncle was the one to find her. She can't help the innocent fascination she has with her adoptive father's brother. After she turns eighteen, she realizes that her ordinary privileged world may not be all it seems and that there is always a price for happiness. Alpha Superior's past haunts him, but even worse threatens Aella. And although he tries to stay away, he can't ignore the deep-rooted instinct to protect her. He soon learns that the human child he'd rescued over two decades ago turned into a strong, resilient young woman, and may be his ultimate salvation. He's forced to ask himself what does one do when fate fucks up? Set in modern times, Igniting Icarus is a humorous and sensual story about prohibited love and self-preservation. In 102,000 words, a story of love, fantasy, and turmoil unravels, teaching two star-crossed soulmates and readers that they have to fight for their happily ever after. BEING PUBLISHED 10/19/2022 Igniting Icarus has been inspired by Lady and the Wolf by S.A. Cross.

"In the end, the guy doesn't change for the girl, the girl is still broken and they don't end up together." He was cold He was tormented He was cruel He was ruthless He was powerful He couldn't love He killed He was the alpha of doom She was fragile She was sweet She was kind She loved anyone She was broken She was tortured She was an omega Highest rank: #1 in werewolf 25/12/16 #3 in cold 25/11/2020 Be warned that this book needs major editing and I know that but I'm busy at the moment so keep the hate out. Amazing cover by; @INNOCENT9146

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.