The next reader at the open mic night didn't draw much attention at first. Classic mom style: birthstone necklace of her kids, baggy sweater, big cluttered purse, and cat socks. Boring. Probably going to read something she wrote about the sacrifices of motherhood but how it's all worth it when they smile. But her voice was stronger than expected. And her topic was justifiable murder. Shovel Sisters is a story in a story that explores the lengths that women will go to to protect themselves and their loved ones. It aims to challenge the societal narrative of women as victims only. What if men that violate women were given a damn good reason to have to look over their shoulders on dark nights.

~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

A billion-dollar clone, bought and raised as an extremely dangerous weapon, strikes out against those who manufacture and harvest clones for spare parts. ***** Duplicates are used for one thing: spare parts. Kept in Emulation Facilities, brain-dead and hooked to machines, duplicates never open their eyes. As a transplant nurse, Evette Ashford knows this better than anyone -- until a living, breathing duplicate shatters her life. Merely knowing he exists drags Evette into a deep, dark world of manipulation, danger, and control. Evette knows he just wants to find himself, but the corporation that created him are furious he's broken their control. So Evette must decide who to trust: the monster who forced her into this chaos or the monster who created him. [[IC Universe People's Choice]] [[1st Place, Writers' Olympics Dystopian Award]] [[1st Place, Oscar Sci-fi Award]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story is rated PG-13 for violence, language, and sexual content. This story will become free on January 31st!

Just an effort of putting my fragmented feelings together... ~A :) [Highest ranking #2 in Fragments]

"You want to know what I think of you?" He asked, raising his eyebrows. I smirked in a confident manner and nodded, eager to hear his answer. He took a brief pause and his heated gaze lingered on my face. "I think you are a privileged, spoilt brat who needs to realize that the world doesn't revolve around her." He added and a frown appeared on my forehead. Nobody had dared to talk to me in such degrading manner and I wasn't going to let this guy change it. ...... Zoey Crawford and Travis Anderson apparently go to the same school but their worlds are too far apart from each other. While she belongs to the "privileged" part of the society, he and his friends belongs to the "not-so-privileged" one. In the three years of high school, she never acknowledged him so what happens in the senior year that changed it all? Let's find out.

Poems written by a girl learning about life, love, and everything in between. Cover by @pollywritess. Feel free to check out her cover shop, she's amazing!

Now available as audiobook on Audible India. Scarlet Ray and Evan Parker are polar opposites of each other. She is a bubbly bakery-owner while he is a workaholic businessman. She is a hopeless romantic while he has no time for love in his busy life. She is an optimist who believes in the healing power of a warm smile. He is a realist who has a permanent frown etched on his face. She has never been in a relationship before while he is a widower and a single parent. So what what will happen when these two totally different people will be stuck with each other in a loveless marriage? Will Scarlet ever succeed in melting the ice between Evan and herself? Let's find out. -------- #6 in Romance (18-04-20) #4 in Romance (19-04-20) #3 in Romance (20-04-20) #1 in Romance (05-05-20)

'Twinkle, twinkle little star How I wonder who you are.' With the birth of every child a star is born. The being's life force powers the star and it burns as long as the child's influence is present. This is the unbreakable law of the void. Under no circumstances it can be broken. If it is, then there will be a heavy price to pay. This is the story of a child born without a star. A child who defied the laws of the universe. A child who holds the power to set the void ablaze and bring hell down within it. Highest rankings: #12 in adventure #45 in paranormal

He's a Prince. She's a journalist. They have a complicated relationship. More like he's into her but she hates his guts. He needs to behave. She needs to let loose. He's interested in her because she's the last girl interested in him. Both of them need to change and they might be exactly what the other needs. Or not. *Completed*

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*