This community is full of young people. Readers, writers, but more importantly, changers of the future. I'm hoping to make positive influences, even just a little, for my readers through my stories.
The future is yours.
Stary Writing Academy V - Blessed Luna Rising
Rayna, a young woman born to a skilled healer, has spent her entire existence in a quaint village. Her days are filled with capturing the beauty of the forest on canvas and assisting her mother in tending to the villagers' ailments. However, her tranquil life takes an unexpected turn when a letter arrives for her mother, triggering a visit from an enigmatic stranger. Suddenly, she finds herself thrust into the perilous world of the Wolves. With only a vague understanding of their unforgiving nature, she must quickly adapt in order to survive in their midst.
Lycan, the crown prince of a thriving Wolf kingdom, also serves as the Alpha to his pack. Burdened by a deep thirst for vengeance stemming from a tragic event years ago, he grapples with the challenge of balancing his desire for retribution with his responsibilities as the kingdom's heir and the leader of his pack. However, his world becomes even more complex when he introduces a human into the kingdom, sparking inexplicable and conflicting emotions within him.
As the two come together, there is an inevitable war looming. One of the greatest Wolf-kind has ever experienced. Will they conquer it or will it destroy them all?
Matty and Jo have always been just names in each other's friend group— a shared circle, but worlds apart. That changes when they're both dragged to a holiday resort… for retirees. Stranded in a in a world of cocoa-sipping seniors and endless bingo nights., boredom pushes them into an unexpected alliance. Their solution? A no-strings, no-drama holiday hookup to keep things interesting.
But nothing is ever that simple. Between secret rendezvous, the sharp eyes of their elderly “neighbors,” and emotions they swore to avoid, Matty and Jo are about to learn that rules are meant to be broken— and so are hearts.
Because when the holiday ends, so does the deal… or does it?