Her mom's a witch.
Her dad's a demon.
And she just wants to be ordinary.
I batted at the curl of smoke drifting off the tip of my candle and tried not to sneeze. My heavy velvet cloak fell in oppressive, suffocating folds in the closed space of the ceremony chamber, the cowl trapping the annoying bits of puff I missed. I hated the way my eyes burned and teared, an almost constant distraction. Not that I didn't welcome the distraction, to be honest. Anything to take my mind from what went on a...

Two people with different personalities but they run the same world.
Emory Ace Montemayor is a woman who knows nothing around her. Whatever you do you have no trace of emotion in her eyes as if there is no life when you look at it. Her parents died due to car accident after that incident she become emotionless Woman, she learned how to stand by her own feet she become a skilled assasin in Empire organization where she work. She hate being socialized to people she prepared being alone than be w...

Rumi is screaming for help inside and nobody notice. Nobody saw how broken he was because of how well he covered it up with his actions but Isaac saw right through him.

Book 1 of 'Dawn' trilogy series.
Sometimes, light has a darkness that even dark doesn't have.
Alone and trapped, sun did not brighten things.
Scary and mysterious, it all happened when night blinks.
Acacia Dawn Winters; she was happy, enjoying her life until a storm washed her over to somewhere that left her alone and trapped.
With mysteries showing up every minute, with no way to get out, terrified and trembling; what happens to Acacia now?
Will she ever be able to escape?
Why was she there i...

It's been ten years now and I've programmed my brain to forget her little did I know that I was deceiving myself.
Things changed when I saw her.
She looked different. She wasn't the same little girl I had fallen in love with. She was now a grown woman.
She was gorgeous.
I needed her beneath me just for one night. I'd get her out of my system and move on.
That was probably a lie.
Months later.
Here I am drowning my sorrow in alcohol on my last night as a single man.
I was getting married to ...