Graham Hayes is an extraordinary guy. Gifted with a supernatural ability to learn things about people through physical contact, he has never once hesitated to learn about peoples' past, their present, and their deepest darkest secrets. When he meets Anna, however, it feels wrong to him to learn about her in such a way. As their friendship progresses further, how can he justify a relationship when every touch of her skin gives him knowledge she does not give willingly?

Working title and description. This is my first romance novel, so any feedback is welcome and appreciated!

The supernaturals are not hiding anymore, instead they are considered citizens with rights, subjected to laws and embraced by society. Vampire blood is used in hospitals to cure wounds that would have otherwise proved deadly. Witches do their part as well, with magic at the tip of their fingers, while the Sharur (the hunters) - supernatural as well - form a policing force that protects humans and other supernaturals as well from the more rebel elements.

The media paints a pleasant picture, especially in the US, but the truth is that vampires are more numerous than is publicized and definitely more dangerous. The witches are not unaffiliated, their loyalties mainly resting with those wishing to bring forth a new world order. The Sharur are divided as well, torn apart in equal measure by extremists and by those wishing to embrace their supernatural origins instead of fighting them.

Throw a search for the first vampire and a way to end his curse, betrayals, romance and spells gone awry and you start getting the picture.

Higher Sky Personnel Sabine Wiles returns to the battlefield.

"The days of fealty are gone but the republic remains;

slowly to crumble under its own engorged weight."

Wiles meets a harpy and her world unravels.

In the unraveling, she is rendered anew

and sees things for what they are—even the darkest of truths.

Quilan and harpy, Mordikai Garaile, becomes her muse

even as The Bowman, her sworn enemy, pines for her affections.

"Has he really destroyed his ties with the rebellious insurrection?"

“Take care, Wiles,” Garaile warns, his worry masked behind a yawn.

“Even Kings are moved about the board as little more than pawns.”

The year is 1923 and Sabine Wiles is a USSC Sky-per--a jockey trained to fly on giant shapeshifting birds called quilan. Reluctantly paired with Mordikai Garaile, a quilan known for getting his sky-pers "accidentally" killed, the two of them are tasked with taking down a rebellion's poster child of mayhem: a shifter of unique serpentine shape called "The Dragon".

As time passes, Worth-While-Miss-Wiles struggles to justify her superior's orders and begins to question the very order she swore to represent. Meanwhile, the Karnan Rebellion rises above the eastern horizon as a fully fledged army, hell-bent on bringing about another bloody civil war. Only Mordikai Garaile seems unphased by it all... as he harbors a secret that could cut through the weave of time and place, sparing nothing but himself and others like him.

Candy was thirteen years old when an earthquake rocked her world. Now, ten years later and feeling guilty, she must face her past. Supernatural secrets will come to light, hearts will be broken. And, perhaps, Candy has time for just one wish.

Susan returns home one day from school and finds her parents missing. She moves in with her aunt and the police tell her that her parents are dead. Susan doesn't believe him and goes on a quest for her parents. She had to discover their dark secrets and pasts to save them. Are her parents alive or dead?

Hello all!

This is actually a little note in regard to my writing. I have decided to start actively perusing my writing as an option for income. Do I have enough ideas? Certainly. Do I now have the time? I do indeed.

As such I've decided to convert my writing to a Patreon account, of which I will be posting new content and some pretty interesting herbal remedies and recipes passed down from my family.

I do have a little $1 a month tier that will give you access to my chapters after this point, and I would be honored if you would pledge such to me for my writing.

http://www.patreon.com/shizypie11

Thank you!

Camila was a normal girl in England until she is picked to be one of the next queen's ladies. Her life turns upside down when she enters court and finds love, heart break, betrayal, and adventure.

After protecting Diego from any dangers, Varyyn and Diego have gotten closer over the past few months they've been living together on La Huerta. Could there be something more going on between them? Diego has confirmed that he has a crush on one of the guys in the group and has no feelings for Varyyn, but could Varyyn say the same about Diego?

Author's Note: This story takes place from Endless Summer: Book 2 onward so there will be spoilers. If you haven't caught up to Book 2, don't read this story.

Surviving an apocalypse is hard enough, but what if something about you makes it impossibleto live through?

Jace finally thought that his life was going the way he wanted with his body until he realized that people were starting to eat each other and resources were thinning out way too quick for him to keep up. Now he has to battle undead citizens, trigger happy humans and his ultimate nightmare of all, his body.

When I was a child, one of my favorite authors was Felix Salten. I really admired some of his work such as Perri, and Bambi. When I got older, I really started to appreciate how he wrote a children's story as allegory for adults. I decided to try my own luck with this kind of story.

The Stranger is a different type of deer that no herd wants or will accept. His troubled background and youth has put him beyond the pale for other herds. Yet, he has managed to survive and thrive, but always alone, and always as an outcast. However, his troubled youth has given him skills and knowledge that allow him to act in ways much different than the rest of the deer around him.  He has wandered from place  to place, never fitting in, until one day he enters a very different forest and finds very  different deer..

“You know,” Axel strolled towards me. The threat was there in his voice, even if his attitude stayed casual. I felt the urge to leap up and run, to throw any kind of magic at him and flee during the confusion like a scared rabbit. The more rational side of my brain reminded me that he was a deydre, one of the most feared of the daemon races, there was simply no way a half human like me could escape once his attention was fixated on me. No, I was in far too deep now. I was here until this conversation had finished –whatever the result.

Axel finally came to a stop behind my chair. I kept my gaze focused in front of me, not daring to turn around to see his formidable form towering over me. If I had been wearing boots, I would have been shaking in them. He gently placed his claws on my shoulders, the too-personal touch making me jump. He wasn’t trying to hurt me, not yet anyway, he just wanted me to know that right now he held all the power. The idea of being at the mercy of a lethal daemon was sending quakes through my body, he no doubt knew exactly what he was doing to me.  He bent down so his mouth was right next to my ear, “we can make you talk.”

My pulse was racing so fast I wouldn’t be surprised if he could somehow feel it through my shoulders. The close proximity of his mouth to my ear had shivers running up and down my spine, and, to my alarm, a fluttering sensation in my stomach. The temperature in the room felt like it had suddenly jumped up ten degrees.

“Why don’t you tell us what makes you different from other, half humans, hmm? What makes you so special?” his voice was equal parts soothing and seductive, and it was getting increasingly difficult for my rational brain to be heard over the cacophony of other thoughts and impulses. I had made a dire mistake in coming here. What had I been thinking? Had I assumed he wouldn’t hurt me just because he had saved me earlier? That now we shared some special bond? Stupid Sel, reeeally stupid. I was more like a particularly dim sheep who had just wandered willingly into the wolves’ den.

“N-nothing. I’m just a nobody orphan from a small town,” sweat was beading on the back of my neck.

Axel let out a sigh, the puff of air blowing strands of my hair, tickling my face, igniting a fire under my skin, “I know I seem like a sexy, mysterious, laid-back guy,” his tone was unbelievably arrogant, “but my patience does have a limit, and I warn you, Selynna, you do not want to see me when I reach it.” I could barely even hear him over the frantic beating of my own heart. Somehow his mouth managed to come even closer to my ear, the heat from his lips gently caressing my earlobe, “do I scare you, now?”

An orphan living in a small town, Selynna doesn’t have many grand aspirations in life. Really, she’s just like any other young woman from a small town –with the exception of the pointed ears and volatile, out of control magic. After a traumatic event from her childhood, Selynna is desperate to keep her magic under control, but unfortunately, her magic does not want to cooperate. And as if things weren't bad enough, after the entrance of one murderous daemon and one deviant fairy, her whole world is about to go up in flames.

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(My first attempt at any kind of story writing, just something to have fun and keep me busy during the downtime at work. Any advice and constructive criticisms welcome)

This is a thing I wrote about a weird guy who wields a sword and has powers that make no sense. He can be quite comical, although some people may refer to him as "a piece of crap."

Yes, magic exists, and he's basically one of three kinds of people who exist in his region.