Author's e-books - celtic. Page - 1
Want some dinner? I got something for you. Your heart. On a stick. Now do you want that roasted or fried?
Born ignorant of his heritage, Rain Lewis lives an ordinary life for a troubled teenager. With anger management and severe abandonment issues, he's a rebel in every aspect imaginable. As his desperate aunt finally manages to convince him to go to a psychiatrist, he imagines it will be a simple and pointless endeavor. What he didn't know however, was that in that small room with the stainless white walls and bullshit questions
and lies, he would find his destiny.
Arya doesn't know who she is -and it's not the
self-discovery type of thing, either. With no last name to tag along with and no identity, she's been bounced from foster home to foster home -each with disastrous results. What would you do if the living nightmares that people read about and classified as myths were your only company?
You get a heaping pile of shit in your life.
Bon apetite.
A cursed prince. A vain beauty. Glory is the seventh daughter of Balthazar, High King of the Twelve Kingdoms. Glory hopes that - of all her sisters - she can escape the fate of a loveless marriage. But on the night she plans to elope with the royal falconer, her world comes crashing down: Her father announces Glory's betrothal to Eoghan of the Blood Realm - a prince no one has ever seen. The prince is said to be a recluse, cursed and deformed by the gods for the sins of his power-hungry father. Yet when Glory is trapped in Blackthorn Keep she discovers that not everything is what she expected. An insulting gryphon, a persistent ghost, and a secret plan to usurp the prince keep Glory reeling. Can she overcome her vanity to learn that what you want isn’t necessarily what you need—and save the cursed prince?
Want some dinner? I got something for you. Your heart. On a stick. Now do you want that roasted or fried?
Born ignorant of his heritage, Rain Lewis lives an ordinary life for a troubled teenager. With anger management and severe abandonment issues, he's a rebel in every aspect imaginable. As his desperate aunt finally manages to convince him to go to a psychiatrist, he imagines it will be a simple and pointless endeavor. What he didn't know however, was that in that small room with the stainless white walls and bullshit questions
and lies, he would find his destiny.
Arya doesn't know who she is -and it's not the
self-discovery type of thing, either. With no last name to tag along with and no identity, she's been bounced from foster home to foster home -each with disastrous results. What would you do if the living nightmares that people read about and classified as myths were your only company?
You get a heaping pile of shit in your life.
Bon apetite.
A cursed prince. A vain beauty. Glory is the seventh daughter of Balthazar, High King of the Twelve Kingdoms. Glory hopes that - of all her sisters - she can escape the fate of a loveless marriage. But on the night she plans to elope with the royal falconer, her world comes crashing down: Her father announces Glory's betrothal to Eoghan of the Blood Realm - a prince no one has ever seen. The prince is said to be a recluse, cursed and deformed by the gods for the sins of his power-hungry father. Yet when Glory is trapped in Blackthorn Keep she discovers that not everything is what she expected. An insulting gryphon, a persistent ghost, and a secret plan to usurp the prince keep Glory reeling. Can she overcome her vanity to learn that what you want isn’t necessarily what you need—and save the cursed prince?