Enjoy this story for free, available now for a limited time! Amberly's relationship with Fae lord Lorcan Equinox has withstood countless trials, but they're unprepared for the new wave of dangers that threaten to tear them apart. Season 2 of Fae's Curse *** Amberly has slain the Witch Queen and freed Lorcan from his curse, but the Fae King demands a reckoning. Lorcan, fiercely in love, will do anything to protect her -- even if it means killing the king and seizing the title for himself. Yet, even if Lorcan succeeds, their path will remain fraught with peril. To save Faekind, Amberly must risk her life -- a fact Lorcan cannot bear. But Amberly knows the Wicked One is coming, and the vengeful goddess intends to annihilate all Fae without mercy. Amberly will not let anyone get in the way of her destiny -- not even Lorcan. Broken promises. Fragile alliances. Shadows of mistrust. Will the haunted Nightweaver and his resolute Lightweaver get through their trials and stay together, or will their love crumble before the actual war even begins? *** Weekly updates on Fridays. Wait & read for free, or unlock with coins-the choice is yours!

Enjoy this story for free, available now for a limited time! Lorcan Equinox never expects a human woman to awaken the dark, carnal desire he's suppressed for decades--until she defies the very curse that made him untouchable. Season 1 of Fae's Curse *** Amberly Reed was supposed to die the moment she touched the Fae lord. Now, whisked away to his manor in the Faelands, she struggles to thrive in a world where mortals are unwelcome. Her only power here is her seemingly intoxicating effect on Lorcan, who--as much as he clashes and bickers with her--can't seem to stay away. Even so, any relationship between them is forbidden, and could spell certain death for Amberly if it's discovered. But when she learns that Lorcan's curse is slowly killing him, she must discern what her growing feelings mean, and decide if she's willing to risk everything to save him. *** ❝You didn't see it, but every male in that room was eyeing you up. Every damn one. They wanted a taste of you.❞ His voice is dark with envy. I swallow - hard. ❝I wanted to tear off that damned dress and take you right there, to show every leering bastard❞--he begins to move faster--❝that you aren't theirs to take.❞

[Mature Content | 18+] "It was you, wasn't it, Lucian?" Damian's voice boomed with anger, sending shivers down Sera's spine. Whispers of the Darkling's ruthless nature had reached her ears, and she wondered if they were true. It couldn't be, could it? "What if it was me? Damian, grow up. She's not even human. How could she be your soulmate? We are Darklings, defined by power," Lucian retorted, his eyes widening as he looked at Sera. With trepidation, she nodded slightly, still fearful of Lucian's gaze. Before he could speak again, Damian unleashed his powers, ending Lucian's life in a macabre spectacle. The room reeked of blood as Lucian collapsed. "D-Damian!" Sera's voice quivered with shock and concern. "You have no idea what else I had in store for you. Be glad," Damian said, meeting Seraphina's eyes. Fear lurked in her gaze-a stark contrast to the strong woman he loved. He never wanted her to fear him. Driven by impulse, Damian pulled her close, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Their connection was intense, their hunger insatiable. "Don't be afraid of me, princess. Never," he whispered between kisses, reassuring her. She couldn't help but pull him into another deep kiss. - Update schedule: 2 chapters/day

'They pulled the chair across from me out and sat in it. The tavern carried on when the figure made themselves comfortable. My grip tightened on the hilt of the dagger. They pulled the hood of their cloak off and unclasped it. Their movements were relaxed and unhurried. I ran my eyes over him. He had strange black, swirling tattoos on his neck and long, pointed ears. His clothes were plain. I crossed my arms and sat back in my seat, keeping my eyes on his piercing midnight blue ones. He cocked an eyebrow. "Well?" I narrowed my eyes. "Well, what?" "What's your business here?" "I should be asking you that, considering you silenced a room by being in it." "Fair enough." He paused as the bartender brought another tankard over. "I'm looking for a travel companion." His voice was as deep as the shadows surrounding us. "You're an elf... Don't they prefer to travel on their own?" "Fae," he corrected as he pulled a pipe out of thin air. A black wisp of smoke surrounded his hand as he did so. "But yes, we do. I, however, have had enough of my thoughts being my only company." I nodded. "So?" He raised his eyebrows. I shook my head sadly. "This is something I need to do. Alone." "Alright." He looked a bit disappointed, which was odd, considering we had just met. ' What happens when you're going to kill the Unnamed One and meet a mysterious fae on your journey? Do you trust him, or leave him? And what do you do when you find out what he's been hiding? Iowyn Aedithas is on a quest to save her guild. A quest that could potentially be lethal for her. She's an awfully brave (some would say naive) human to be doing this. Demons have been attacking her guild, and she's had enough. She meets Evaris, the mysterious fae, on her journey and he becomes her travel companion. When they reach their destination, he reveals information that's previously been held close.

Her voice came out grainy. "I'm tired of being the devil's whip." She ground her teeth together. "I'm tired of killing for evil. I saw you the other night and it made me feel something I'd never felt before. The want to protect you." She looked down at her feet, her expression unfamiliar. "I've been a monster for five hundred years." She looked at me. "And when I saw you, I saw good. I saw purity." - "And what did my angel think about?" She growled. I could feel her breath in my ear. The possessiveness that clouded her burrowed into me. She bit my ear again and I sighed in pleasure. "Tell me," she demanded. "I thought about you," I admitted. My core began to throb. "And was it good?" She moved her lips down to my neck, biting the artery that beat rapidly. I swallowed. "No one has ever made me feel like you do." My voice came out husky. I couldn't take much more of this. - Camael never asked to be saved by a demon. She didn't even know that demons could be saviors. Her purpose was to do the right thing, even when it felt so wrong. Lirathis has killed her entire life. She was the Devil's whip and knew nothing except pain and destruction. Void of any emotion. Until she met Camael. Something is changing between them. Pulling them together. Wrenching them from the lives they knew. Chemistry had its own magic.

DISCLAIMER: THESE IMAGES ARE NOT OWENED BY ME. THEY ARE FROM THE INTERNET. Story and characters are all mine. DO NOT REPOST MY BOOK. Some strong language is used. PREVIEW Dread, Grief, Love. Is that what she feels? Is she just growing madder on her own? Is Talboris a figment of their imagination? Or is it just you, Akari. You've been thrown into Hell, the Hell that disguises as a safe haven, the Hell that will consume you from the inside out. A lonely tree growing from one seed. You. Your anger. Its roots taint you. Yet all this time, it feels like you've been on a cushioned bed, on the wrong side, dreaming nightmares, monsters grabbing at your ankles. Will you be pulled away? I'm open to criticism if you guys have ideas on what I should add or how to make my writing better! I may end up deleting this book. Tell me if I should continue it. I will make edits whenever I get more ideas. Enjoy the read, I hope you like it! ^^ Please share if you do. Started: September 24, 2021

Aurora opens her eyes only to feel the agonising pain in her body. That is to be expected when there has been an accident. It's excruciatingly painful. Aurora groans in pain and pulls off the blanket, taking in her surroundings. It is more appropriate for a hospital interior design to look to the mediaeval era. Not shabby, but more on the extravagant side. The nurses' attire, on the other hand, appears odd. Someone said out of nowhere, "Her Grace, please wake up! Call the doctor right away!" Aurora approaches the mirror and looks at the woman with deep red eyes in it. The woman had blonde hair that, while a little messy, flowed perfectly over her shoulder. Her fair complexion lends her an ethereal appearance. Not to mention that her outfits make her look like a noblewoman from a historical series. She pinches herself, only to realise that the blonde woman staring at her is herself. A thought struck her mind, as she utters her first statement in this world, "Fuck me". Medea has finished her work, but she is still unsure how to fix all of the messes. She hasn't been herself in a long time, and it's bothering her. The throne seems so far away, and the weight of the burden grows heavier with each passing day. A letter from the Imperial Palace has arrived, instructing the Duchess to look after the House of Smith's Duchess of Light, Natalie Wilson Smith. As an evil scheme was about to unfold, she smiled wickedly. 'This is my new card.' p/s: I can't find the original owner of the photo of the cover, if you know or you are the owner of the cover. Please let me know, so I could credit your arts. With love 🥰

Iris was a normal girl...Well at least that what she thought before she was pulled from her family. She watched her parents be executed and was to be executed the day after, but escaped. Now, she has met a boy. Ajax. She has a connection with him, but first, will she be able to trust him after he lied to her? Will she ever be able to escape from the Lord who rules the New World? And will the Prophecy become true? "I'll be back tomorrow to check on you and make sure you don't get an infection. Tell your guard if your bandages need to be replaced. Oh, and I almost forgot." He says. Ajax leans towards me and kisses my cheek that doesn't have scratches. "What was that for?" I ask, stunned a little and my heart beating quickly. "Now we're even." He replies with a lopsided grin. I roll my eyes and we say our goodbyes. Did he seriously just pay be back for teasing him? I laugh at the idea that he actually knew that I was teasing him.

He watched as her eyes skimmed over his dark eyes and black hair with barely a reaction. He felt his pride twinge a bit so he went further. Lifting his hands, he let the blood drip from them. Her eyes widened slightly and her chin rose. She looked at his hands then back at him. His dark eyes gleamed in a challenge. "You've not harmed me or mine, faery." She spoke out loud. "Blood does not scare me and neither do you. Keep your dog on its leash." Then she turned and calmly walked back inside. Intrigued now, he went to the window of the house and watched as she reassured her mother that the dog was gone "I'll see you tonight, reckless child." He promised softly. **** Marcus felt himself beginning to wake and struggled to stay in the dream. But it was no use. His eyes opened and he released the pillow his hand was gripping. It was the same one that she had laid her head on every night. His head went into the pillow heavily for a moment, breathing in her faint scent. He hated and treasured dreams like that with equal fervor. He rolled over on his back and stared at the ceiling. It had been decades since she'd been forced to break that promise. He lifted his hand and touched the ring that had been her last gift. It had been decades, but it was yesterday. ***I did not skimp on the steamy scenes so consider yourselves warned ok? There are also a few violent scenes that I'll try to remember to put a warning before so you'll have a heads up. Any of the pictures/artwork were found online so I reserve no rights to those just the story. But I do reserve all rights to the story. This story runs concurrently with "Bloody Desire" and "All Roads Lead to Rome" Awesome new book cover is courtesy of @ScarlettOlivier. She's awesome. Check her stuff out.

Alera lost her mother early in life and was raised by a strict king for a father and the many nursemaids who crossed themselves before touching her. It wasn't until she was of marrying age that she learned why the people feared her. She was canny... like her forest mother. Canny and feared to be fae. The only person besides her father who didn't seem to fear her was the handsome stable boy. He knew what she was and didn't cross himself before letting his hands touch hers longer than needed for helping her to her mount. And on her 18th birthday, neither could deny the bond that dragged them together. But her father had her sold off to make an advantageous match with the neighboring king's sullen and cruel son. Even a kingdom over, the whispers of the canny princess the people feared as fae reached royal ears. But they thought to use her to their advantage...to put fear in their own people's hearts and make them bend the knee. Now with the kingdom at war with the prince she would have married, Alera must save the people who feared her from an unspeakable fate brought to their door by the sullen prince wielding a dark unknown power. -------------------- Cover by Tina Glasneck ©2022 M.Dalto Published to Wattpad 06.01.2022 Completed 03/30/2023