Historical Fantasy Fiction

Estelle Andres got lost while fleeing her abusive "partner" and wound up in the most dreaded pack in the paranormal community. She had only her senses to guide her. What would she do if Moore Corcoran the Alpha, claimed that she was his mate? Having lived alone for generations, Moore had given up in the dreams of ever finding a mate. But when he found out that he is gifted with a delicate, weak and fragile spouse, what would he do? Moore and Estelle must rebuild the fractured pieces of her heart and soul if they are to survive the terrible history that is catching up with them.

A man breathless, standing valiantly before all his enemies. He was called Chyou Chen, a swordsman who earned an unrivaled title. After being trained by nine demon swordsmen.

The future is dark and grim, creatures called the Pales have overtaken everything and collapsed society as we know it. Remnants of society exist but are far and wide. Will Zane survive or will he succumb to the Pales, find out in his story.

On the mysterious and vast fantasy continent of Estella, magic and miracles coexist, and ancient families and emerging forces intertwine to create a complex and ever-changing power map. Among them, the ducal family, as one of the oldest aristocracies, not only has a long history and endless wealth, but also controls the key power that can shape the fate of the continent. However, behind this glory, there are also countless unknown secrets and simmering disputes.

George Lansbury (22 February 1859 – 7 May 1940) was a British politician and social reformer who led the Labour Party from 1932 to 1935. Apart from a brief period of ministerial office during the Labour government of 1929–31, he spent his political life campaigning against established authority and vested interests, his main causes being the promotion of social justice, women's rights and world disarmament.

All her life she thought she was a human because of the lies they fed her, but now she has been returned to her own kind. A kind she thought only existed in myths and a kind she thought she would never embrace. This is an action-packed fantasy story of Tanisha's journey of how she unravels the mystery behind her true identity and her fight to claim what is rightfully hers.

A town with a strange past. A group of teenagers with secrets to hide. A world inside a box and a man who should no longer exist. Will they ever find out where they truly belong?

Elodie Cassiphea Apostle, a mage who knows that she has something that a normal mage cannot possess. She knows that there is something special about her. The only thing she doesn't know is that she is beyond special.

The Blue Moon Bed and Breakfast Inn is deep within the Canadian Shield in a small ski town called Evergreen Grove. Rumours have it that magical things happen at the Inn. With stories of a spirit of a lady in white and friendly staff that know exactly what you need before you even do. Maybe it's time for you to visit and see what happens when six people come to visit. The Germains are on a getaway in hopes to save their marriage. Greta Johansen is there scouting out for a ghost hunting television show. April Klein is a friend of the owner Gabriella St. James and an art influencer looking for something new. Daniel Davis is a painter in desperate need of some inspiration. Eric Devlin is a mystery man. He pays in cash and is clearly hiding from something. So come book yourself into the Blue Moon and see what happens from Jody Samuel's eyes the front desk clerk. With curses and blessings on this holiday at the Blue Moon, everyone is in for a surprise or two. Just ask the Boggart that lives in the pantry. Cover made by Getcovers.

I shivered in the darkness, the air stale, damp and cold making goosebumps appear on my bare skin. The low rumbles and huffs which were coming from behind made me a little scared, and I knew the beast was still there, watching me with interest. I knew screaming and calling for help was futile since my voice was already hoarse for trying to scream the past few hours, but the only thing to be heard was my echo, and the snarl that followed next. I heard it shift and felt it's soft fur brush against my body and skin. I swallowed hard and held in my voice. The more it leaned in, the more my heart beat wildly, and I tried to move away from it. It's warm breath brushed against my cold skin making me shiver in response. I couldn't see but I had an idea what it wanted. I kept resisting but it was much stronger than I was, easily able to pull my thin legs apart. It showed it's dominance as a way to make me submit. I knew I wasn't strong enough to fight or escape it, but that didn't mean I was going to willingly do what the beast said, at least at that minute. But everything changed when I felt it's big head dip between my legs, easily parting them to the extreme, and a rough, yet soft , in my opening. I couldn't help the moan that left my lips. The was long, rough, and filled me to the brim, and that's when I knew I was in . The beast wanted to breed with me.