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[Mature Content] 1# To Love a Vampire. A marriage to cure a curse. An unwilling bride. When the first Prince of Vampires asks for her hand in marriage, Bel is repulsed by this and vehemently refuses. She always imagined her husband would be like her sister’s. A handsome man who shares similar interests with her. He doesn’t need to be royalty. All that matters is that they were in love. Davien got the handsome part down but unfortunately, nothing else. To top it all, he is a vampire. However, she won’t have minded his terrible traits if she loves him but she doesn’t, and neither does he love her. When her father says she has no option but to marry him, Bel vows to do everything in her power to make Davien hate her. If she can’t stop him from marrying her, she can at least make him end the marriage. She will be the worst bride ever. But what happens when Davien can handle her antics and shows nothing but love to her regardless of what she does? 2# To Want a Vampire A girl who won’t speak—or perhaps can’t—only shaking in terror but the scars on her body tell Stelian everything he needs to know about the horrors she’s endured. For Mallory, life has never been kind. Her mother’s death at age thirteen marked the start of her descent into further darkness. Two years later, her father would sell her to vampires, condemning her to unspeakable torment. After three grueling years, Mallory escapes, only to fall into the hands of vampires once again. But this time, she encounters someone different—someone without the red eyes she has come to loathe. Yet, when she learns that he too craves blood, just like those who shattered her body, spirit, and soul, Mallory must confront her deepest fears. Can she open herself to him, or will he become yet another nightmare in her endless cycle of suffering? (I’m taking a break to focus on my new book but will be back in the future.)

A man with fluffy black ears atop his head and a swinging, long, black, furry tail burst into the villa with a cold and stern expression. Holly Wyatt didn't know what was happening; though deaf and mute, she somehow heard the man's disdainful voice at that very moment. [The cub has grown a little.] [Still too weak.] [How did she end up looking like this? So gaunt and scrawny, so unsightly. Standing there, she looks like a telephone pole—the shortest one, at that.] Holly Wyatt: ... She rubbed her fingertips together, staring at the tip of the man's tail that curled into a little heart shape, wanting to touch it... * Two years later. Dressed in a camisole and hot pants, the moment she pulled open the main door, she heard the man's sharp, explosive inner shriek. [Aaaah! Damn it! Who taught the cub to dress like this?! I was only gone for two years, where is my cub who used to be all bundled up?!] [Give her back!!] * As the leader of the Wolf Clan, Silas Thornton's primary mission was to manage the pack, and his secondary mission was to raise the cub well. One day, he discovered that the cub he was raising actually wanted to date! This meant the cub wanted to procreate! That was unacceptable! And so, Holly Wyatt could always hear the man's inner ramblings. [The cub is still too young; she can't run off and procreate with some random man out there.] [If the cub is really that desperate to procreate, I suppose I can reluctantly make a sacrifice.] [Why doesn't the cub want to procreate yet? I'm already prepared.] Holly Wyatt: !!?? Does this mean she can finally touch his big tail?

"Love makes you weak." That was the very first thing that Dawn had ever learned; the only thing her mother had taught her. Nix'Ryl had been a tough place to grow up. You could not trust anyone. People who dared to trust someone always ended up regretting it. That was why when the young shapeshifting king of Lumna offered her a way out she left with him. Home. It was something she longed for. And it was what he offered her to marry him. So she did. Though when he was alive she had spent a lot of energy pushing him away, when her husband is murdered she vows that those who dared take her provider away shall die. ......................... Raven could not remember anything about his life, himself, where he was from. How far away he was from home. Nothing but a beautiful face. A face that was constantly in his mind. If he could find the owner of the face, he might be able to find out more about himself. There was just one problem. He was blind. Completely unable to see. When the queen takes him under her wing he swears that he will return the favor. For though he cannot remember anything about his past, Raven knows that one should always pay a debt.

For fifty years, House Valdris and House Morryn have bled each other dry over an assassination neither side fully understands. Seraphine Valdris has built her entire reign on one truth: the Morryn killed her family’s peace. Caelan Morryn has built his on one wound: the Valdris destroyed his. They are wrong about each other. Someone has been counting on that. When a third faction emerges from the shadows cold, patient, and growing both bloodlines face a threat that fifty years of war left them too weak to survive alone. Forced into a temporary alliance, Seraphine and Caelan must work together long enough to find the truth buried beneath half a century of manufactured hatred. The enemy is not who either of them believed. And the longer they spend in each other’s presence, the harder it becomes to remember why they were supposed to hate each other at all. Throne of Bleeding Shadows is a dark vampire fantasy of blood politics, ancient secrets, and a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers romance that begins in contempt and ends somewhere neither of them planned.

A girl who has a special ability to manipulate nature, she didn't know what's happening around her so she slowly wanted to know everything around her. A cold CEO appears who takes fascinating to her. Lets see how things going to solve.

A heart, as soft as a cloud, goes through so much pain and agony. Any smile that lits up his face, later turns into sorrow. He was laughed at, he was mocked and he was tortured. But who could blame him, growing up without not knowing what a motherly love was. Living and being raised by a man was all he knew of, but nature seemed to have smiled at him. This poor little boy has grown to become a handsome successful man, making his father, the only family that he has and knows of, proud. Thinking that is the best nature could do for him, he was proved wrong by this beautiful woman he encountered. This woman who took his breath away, who sealed the hole in his heart and gave him the happiness he could ever wish for. But they start going through their own struggles now. Only one fear keeps eating them up. Can they go through this situation together ? At the end of their troubles, would the bond between them still exist? That is a mystery about to be solved. ******************* ******************* Jessica Montenegro, a wonderful fashion designer but helps her father also in his company, to avoid the practice of her brother misleading others through lies or trickery in the business industry, has all she needs. Money, success, aspirations, love from many. She has all she needs, but has not gotten what she wants yet, a man. Dracardo Lincoln, going through many struggles in life but with the help of his father, makes it. But with all the money, he still lacks happiness.

In a world where the sun has long since perished beneath an eternal cobalt night, every human is born with Lunar Ichor, a living essence etched with a unique Lunar Sigil, a sacred symbol engraved into the soul itself. Yet Lunar Ichor alone grants no true divinity. Only when it resonates with Divine Ichor through the sacred rite of Baptism does the sigil awaken, forging an Astral Card, the vessel of one’s ascension and power. But the heavens are broken. The Moons, fragments of Divine Ichor left behind by gods waging endless war, hang shattered above the world, bleeding their power into mankind while spreading corruption through the night. From these celestial wounds came the Howlings, monstrous echoes of divine ruin, and the prophecy of another Cataclysm, a calamity said to descend when the Moon Goddess Noxella awakens once more. Amid this dying world lives Clyde Nox Pvolae, a boy who never sought power, never desired ascension, and never wished to stand among gods. Yet when he discovers a forbidden book buried beneath ancient truths, his Lunar Ichor mutates into Hollow Star, an impossible anomaly that defies the sacred laws binding humanity to the heavens. As the coming Cataclysm draws near and the descent of Noxella threatens to plunge the world into ruin, Clyde becomes entangled in a fate older than the gods themselves. If the heavens once fell because of mankind’s arrogance, then what will happen when one human gains the power to defy the gods? Will history repeat itself? This story is officially published on Royal Road by Cyan_Yabby. Available on Patreon for early access to chapters and exclusive content: https://patreon.com/Cyan_Yabby?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink

When my daughter was young she owned many stuffed animals, two of them were her favorites, one named Sunshine Bunny and another named Pink Bunny. This is a collection of stories about Floppy Ears that I started writing for her when she was about 3 years old. The originals had hand drawn pictures as well. Each story is short and simple, hopefully with a positive or fun message. It allowed me to read her one or two before bed in the evening. Many of the ideas came from the things she would do and say with her own stuffed animals. Some of these are the original stories without the pictures which were written over 20 years ago, some are newer that I added just for fun. This collection my not fit in any of the categories but if you have a kid, they might enjoy listening to them. The idea is to get them thinking, whether it is about a word they don't understand or how they would handle the situation. Have fun with it.

'Old wounds can be the hardest to heal.' Amaris thought she was nothing special. After all, what is so special about a vampire that works as a barmaid? Ivailo knew that there was something special about Amaris, even if she didn't. What he didn't count on was falling for the daughter of the Emperor that he worked hard to kill, the one that threatened his throne. Can the two of them work together to heal the wounds of the past? Or will these wounds kill them both?

Almond never wanted to be a bride. Especially not to a creature born of bone chants and blood oaths. But prophecy doesn’t care what you want—it only cares what you were made for. And Almond? She was built for darkness. Scarred and supernatural, inked in pain and sharpened by fire, she’s hunted by a seductive, ancient force called the Prophet—a being who marks his chosen not with rings, but with rituals. When Aren—the boy she once trusted—returns possessed, everything explodes. A wedding is arranged beneath a veil of fire, and Almond agrees… just to stab the groom at the altar. But killing evil doesn’t end the story—it only wakes it up. As Almond, Velda (her bruised but badass ride-or-die), and Kairo (a cursed mage with too much knowledge and not enough soul left) flees deeper into ruined lands, truths unravel: Almond’s mother may have bargained her daughter into darkness. Aren may no longer be just Aren. And the Prophet? He might not be dead—just inside the veil, whispering sweet ruin. Now the question isn’t how Almond escapes. It’s how far she’ll go to finish the prophecy she was never supposed to survive. Because some brides wear white. Almond wears blood.