#DreamWritingMarathonII They’re from two different worlds, but love conquers all… or does it? When Jessica Taylor receives a scholarship to an elite private college, she jumps at the chance to leave behind her painful past and get a fresh start. She's determined to keep her focus on school, not guys. But that plan falls apart her first day on campus when Dominic, a wealthy prep school boy with swimmer abs and a perfect smile, offers to help her move in. His billionaire father expects him to protect the family name by only dating girls with status and wealth. So when Dominic falls for Jessica, he’s forced to keep her a secret. As Jessica and Dominic struggle to hide their relationship, Jessica is confronted with another challenge. On her 19th birthday, she receives a letter that her now deceased mother wrote years ago. In it are revelations that explain her traumatic childhood but also make her question the past she's been running from.

Dark Return: When Elliot Blake is banished from his pack, he leaves a heartbroken Casey Reyes behind. Three torturous years later, she tracks him down to a hole-in-the-wall Texas bar ---- the pack is in trouble and war is on the horizon. Casey needs Elliot's help, but wants nothing more to do with him ---- even though he's as ruthless, domineering and sexy as ever..... Blood Dawn: Werewolf Cade Holloway might be the most magnificent and infuriating male Sara Murphy knows. Despite whatever connection they share, he's made it clear that he'll never see her as an adult female. After disappearing for five years, he's back, claiming that she's in danger and must go with him. Sara knows Cade won't harm her physically. The safety of her heart, however, is a different matter....

#Dreame Writing Marathon - Love Story Contest Eliza's POV "She's not ready for the life you planned for her mother!" I heard my mother's hushed protest as I walked towards my father's study. "She is almost of age, she needs to know about the prophecy" my grandmother's soft but fierce voice replies in an urgency that elicits a resigned sigh from my mother . "Henry we can't send her there! She's never been that far up north." my mother pleads with my father. "I know Jane, but your mother is right, she needs to be close to the elders". The sound of defeat in my father's voice scares me. "Eliza is gifted. She was born for this special purpose" my grandmother replies as I push the door open. "And what purpose might that be?" I ask, opening the door and facing my parents and grandmother. "Elie, we were just talking about-" began my mother. "I heard what you were talking about mom. I want to know all of it. Right now" " Come sit child" my grandmother motioned to the spot on the couch next to her. I notice my parents exchange a look before facing us again. I sit next to my grandmother folding my hands on my lap. "Many years before you were born, the elders of our pack consulted the royal Oracle. The Oracle proclaimed that a she-wolf born to our pack would bring peace to our kind. She would be destined for a mate of royal blood and bear the mark of the gifted." My fingers of my right hand reach for my birthmark at my left wrist. "When you were born you had that mark on your wrist" my grandmother's warm, wrinkled hand touches my left hand. "That mark is an exact replica to the symbol of the elders" my grandmother continues. "So what does that mean for me? I'm only 16. I still have two years before my first change" " Indeed you do sweetheart, but there was one thing we haven't told you until now" my father interjected. My mother walks towards me and crouches infront the couch, taking both my hands in hers. "Elie, please understand that everything we did until now was what we was best for you" a single tear flows down her cheek and she swipes it away quickly before continuing. "Mom, what's going on. what haven't you told me?" I ask, looking between my mother and father. "You were born gifted, child. You are destined to bring peace to our people. But you cannot do that from here. You must go to Crystal Lakes. You must train and prepare for what is to come" my grandmother looks at me solemnly. "Wait, what!? I'm not leaving and going anywhere! I need to be here with you for my first change!" I stand from the couch and clench my fists at my sides. "Eliza it's not that simple, your change requires you to be with the royal Oracle. At the Crystal Lake's pack house." my father replies. "Elie, honey listen to me." my mother tries to embrace me but I step out of her reach. "Why do I have to leave?Tell me now." My mother sits on the couch, holding her head in her hands. "You are not only of wolf blood child" came my grandmother's voice in the corner. My jaw hangs open as I look around the room. Shock and confusion taking over as I try to process what I'm hearing. "What are you saying? Am I some sort of freak?" tears start blurring my vision. "Oh honey, no no no" my mother walks towards me and rubs her hands up and down my arms to calm me. My father gets up from his desk and walks around it towards us. "What am I then? what haven't you told me?" My grandmother stands and looks at us. My parents stand beside me, each holding one of my hands "I am Georgina White. Former queen and head elder of the Fae. You my dear child, are of fae royal blood." A gasp escapes my lips as beads of sweat speckle my forehead. Life as I knew it was never going to be as sweet and simple as I was hoping it to be.

Vampire princess Anastasia Fedorova has been undead for 125 years, so it's been a while since any man has made her pulse race. Until Declan Bishop. One look at his bronzed body and a fire like no other consumes her. Then she discovers that he's a dragon lord seeking revenge on the vampires that killed his parents. He also intends to claim a crystal said to harness it's owner with incredible powers. Anastasia is ordered to kill the dragon lord. Yet every attempt finds her consumed by his fiery passion. A passion Declan battles as well. Will he be able to resist the fire of lust and get his revenge or will he risk everything to claim Anastasia as his own?

There was nothing simple about what Grant Carter had to do.... With any other woman, it would be. But not with Olivia Dunning. He barely knew the provocative Cajun, but already her beautiful face haunted his dreams. True, women like Olivia never took an interest in guys like him--ones who were scarred and bitter enough not to care what the world thought about them. But that had no bearing now that he had to protect Olivia from the Lycans who wanted her dead. Even if this decision would change his entire life. Even if it was pure madness. Grant had no other choice. He never had.....

#StaryWritingAcademyIV Struggling to make sense of the shadowy images that flutter just beyond his consciousness, Anthony clings to a marriage that feels hopelessly shattered.Yet, along with the anger and regret in Chloe\'s eyes, he glimpses a glimmer of affection that even their looming divorce hasn\'t extinguished. Anthony knows he must win back the trust of the only woman he has ever loved so passionately - and seems to have betrayed - in his still elusive past.

Rosalie Royal grew up anything but pampered. Her parents told her the stories of how they traveled the world putting their pack together. Rosalie remembers that one particular story her father told her before bed; about the Royal lineage and the Red wolf bloodline that was once thought lost. "Am I a red wolf too daddy?" Rosalie once asked and Reed Royal chuckled as he swiped a finger across his daughter's nose. Her twin orbs stared back at him in anticipation as his hand pats down the curls falling around her beautiful face. "We'll have to wait and see sweetheart" Reed says softly and his chest tightens a bit when her smile falls and her eyes gaze down at her clasped hands. Reed leans down and brushes a quick kiss on her forehead as the door to the bedroom creaks open and Seraphina peeps her head in around the door. "Why the long face Rosa?" Seraphina glances to Reed who shakes his head solemnly. "Daddy said I have to wait to see if I'm a Red wolf. But I'm tired of waiting!" Seraphina smiles when Reed raises both hands up in surrender as she walks around the bed to sit beside her impatient daughter who was now frowning at her bedroom ceiling. "Rosalie Helena Royal, your name alone should tell you that you are destined for great things! You have the blood of a fierce wolf line and a kickass fae warrior running through your veins!" Seraphina clasps a hand over her mouth when Rosalie's eyes widen at her choice of words. "Swear jar!" Reed and Rosalie say at the same time and Seraphina couldn't help the laughter that escapes her when they both look to each other and yell ' Jinx! ' at the same time. "Okay okay enough chit chat, it's bedtime young lady. Tomorrow is a big day" Seraphina pulls the covers up to Rosalie's chest and tuck her in as Reed smiles to her before bending down to whisper some into their daughter's ear. Rosalie's eyes widen and then shut immediately, a smile lingering on her lips. Reed leads Seraphina out the room before gently closing the door behind them. "What did you tell her?" Seraphina asks and Reed tries to avoid her gaze but she reaches up both hands to hold his face directly infront of hers. "Spill it mister!" Reed's arm snakes around her waist, pulling her body flush against his and Seraphina could feel her heart rate pick up a notch or two and Reed's breath fans her cheek. "I told her if she went to sleep, maybe that baby brother she always wanted might come in the mail for her party tomorrow" Goosebumps feather across Seraphina's skin as Reed presses his lips to her sensitive spot at the base of her neck. Seraphina gasps out loud and uses the remainder of her restraint to push him away from her. "Do not make promises you cannot keep Reed!" "She went to sleep didn't she?" "Reed Royal you are incorrigible! I am not your personal incubator bargaining chip!" Seraphina turns to walk to their room when Reed grabs her around the waist from behind and pulls her into his embrace. "Why don't we start working on it then? Practice makes perfect!" Seraphina squeals as Reed scoops her up in his arms and rushes down the hall towards their bedroom, neither seeing little Rosalie watching them from her bedroom door. As Rosalie snuggles back into her bed and settles in, she stares up at the stars constellation drawings carved into her ceiling and smiles brightly. "Goodnight Orion"