"In nature, water decides when it starts and when it stops. The storm goes where it wants and it's power comes from within. You are the storm, Everly - nothing can hold you back." Described as a fantastical-romance with fur, The Element is a contemporary fantasy about a young woman who escapes abuse and discovers the truth of her existence. Set in the heart of the Ozark Mountains, join Everly on her path to healing and unlocking her supernatural powers. She is welcomed by a pack of shifters, elementals, and Native mystics - all who will keep you laughing, loving, and oh so curious. In the end, Everly must harness her gifts before the monsters of her past come to devour her future. *Featured in Fantasy*

"I told you. I never did anything wrong." Her voice faded into a weak whisper. The Prince's eyes grew cold. "Beat her again. Beat her until she spills." The prince walked and turned away removing all possibility of pitying or giving compassion to the girl. Angel wailed in pain. The prince blinked away a hardened look as a small flush of guilt rushed over him. "Prince Chance.. Please..I didn't..I--I..." Another set of piercing agony shrilled upon her voice. "Please..." Her voice trailed off then rose to another yell of pain. The prince quickened his walking pace as the screams lessened. It's resonating vibrations from the stone cold walls of the long corridor bounced with an eerie echo. Abason..I'm coming. ~~~~~ Sooo, this is the second book to "The Roaming Archer Series!" If you haven't read the first book yet, I suggest that you do so. :) I'll try my best to make it readable for those who haven't read the first book, but I can't make any promises that I might miss some aspects that only the first book readers would know. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this book! ^_^

This book is now available on Amazon and unfortunately they won't allow me to put it up elsewhere for free, not even the unedited draft. Sorry! The Vikings! Aelswyn had heard about them, all the tales of their barbaric behaviour, the rapes and pillages, the massacres, the burnt villages. But she never thought they would dare to attack her father's stronghold. And that they would succeed...

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade

You are now reading Books I and II in a combined format. They are presented here as a single volume. Book I is about a thirteen year old boy's journey into magical healing. It is a time of awakening. Awakening to who you are, what you are meant to be, of friends and young love, of power and its use for good or evil. Book I is the book of beginnings. Book II outlines the further adventures of Julian, Nicole and Brian after they have grown up. What's at stake is magnified exponentially as the extent and full power of the Tree becomes realized. Book III has just begun. (Oct 10 2014) Please go check on my profile page. :-) Here's a thought. ^.^ We Canadians sometimes spell things differently. Like 'neighbourhood', 'Paediatrics' or even 'honour'. How's that? :-) So, thank you all so much, but please do not edit my work for spelling or grammar. All right? :-) I'd rather get there on my own, eventually.

"You are never leaving my side again. Not until I know you won't run." He told me. "And I will make sure of it." Then he leant down and started kissing my neck. "Your MINE, and only MINE." He said, slamming me into the wall, and grabbing my hands, putting them above my head. "The only person that will touch you is me." He said, rubbing my pussy with his free hand. "the only name you will be screaming is mine." He whispered in my ear. He took pleasure in torturing and taking lives of rogues. He decided to start a war against them and wipe them all but when his mate turns out to be a rogue, will he stop for her sake or continue with the war that will make her hate him?

Aimee, an accomplished archaeologist gets into serious trouble while working and travelling through the middle east. The only person who can save her from a lifetime inside an Arabian jail is Prince Zahir, whose life she saved while in the desert, and he has only one solution to her problem. Aimee is not going to like it.

this is my second story i hope you enjoy it this is kinda before the cullens meet bella so she will be added later on but it aint twilight