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The Dragorian Empire was vast and powerful. It swept across the land like a plague, destroying everything and bringing it under the control of Emperor Zinj. Bloodthirsty and ruthless, he ruled the Empire with an iron fist. However, in order to consolidate his power and solidify his reign, he needed to establish a dynasty. He had countless wives and concubines, but none seemed capable of bearing him a child. He did have one son, however, the Crown Prince Daimon. It was under Daimon’s command that the armies of the Empire laid waste to countless kingdoms, crushing all resistance, and bringing them under his father’s control. His fearsome countenance, commanding presence, and bloodthirsty nature resulted in him being bestowed with the title, the Beast. Lady Rowena, the only child of King Roland and Queen Mathilde of the Solarillon Kingdom, has been chosen to be the bride of the Crown Prince Daimon. A terrified and reluctant bride, she is hastily shuffled off to the heart of the Dragorian Empire to be wed to the scourge of the world. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Excerpt: “Come here, Dear Husband.” She patted the bed beside her. His eyes widened in shock. His body seemed paralyzed even as it burned with lust. He swallowed hard and subconsciously licked his lips. Seeing his hesitation, she moved her shoulder just enough for her gown to slide a few inches off of it to reveal her pale creamy skin. Then she pulled at the ties to the neckline of her nightgown undoing the bow and loosening them enough to reveal a generous amount of the upper swells of her bountiful breasts. Seeing his interest, she then ran her slender fingers down her breasts, over her softly rounded stomach, and down her long legs. His eyes hungrily followed her every movement. Aware of his intense gaze devouring her, she pouted sexily and asked him “Or do you not find your bride attractive?” Rooted to the spot, his mouth opened and closed several times without making any sounds. He shook his head to clear the fog in his brain. At last he spoke, “Do you know what you’re doing?” His voice was thick and hoarse with lust and his throat was dry. She laughed, her voice thick and sweet as honey. “I’m a virgin, but I’ve been instructed in the arts of the bedchamber.” She rose to her knees, dropping all pretense of being a shy blushing bride, and looked deeply into his eyes. “Do not worry, Husband. I have been an excellent student in both theory and practice.” He swallowed hard as his heart raised, his hands became clammy, and his groin tightened painfully. “That’s…that’s not what I meant.” He stammered sweating profusely. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ How will she survive being thrown into the Beast’s lair? Can this beauty tame the Beast and rule as Empress?

All Elvira ever wanted was to be a chef and baker and own her own eateries so she could share her delectable creations with the world. What she got, however, was a selfish husband who took credit for everything she did and a greedy family that tried to ride her coattails to success without putting in any effort of their own. From food to desserts to sauces to candies to alcoholic beverages; if it was edible or drinkable, she could create it. She had an uncanny ability to know what would satisfy anyone’s palate even if they themselves did not know it. Although she had the money, talent, skill, and intelligence to fully realize her dream, she allowed her misguided affection for her so-called family and friends to influence her. Thus, they received all of the praise for her efforts. But she didn’t mind so long as she could continue to create her delicacies. All that changes, however, when a freak accident puts her in a coma. Being able to see and hear the nefarious plans of those she thought were her loved ones, she realizes that she has been blind to their machinations all her life. Her anger at this realization attracts the Deadly Sin of Vengeance and Wrath himself and he gives her a chance to reclaim her dignity and her life. With the help and, sometimes, hinderance of the other Sins, Elvira will fulfill her dreams and make sure her family gets their just desserts. Revenge is a dish best served cold and Elvira is the best gourmet chef in the world. AUTHOR’S NOTE: The cover is mine. Please do not copy! Thank you.

Grace was a doormat used and abused by everyone. But she never saw it that way. Kindhearted and nice to a fault, she would do anything for someone who claimed to be her friend. She believes everyone has pure intentions and sees the good in them regardless of whether or not their actions bear that out. After being a living donor of a kidney and parts of her liver, lungs, and pancreas, she finds herself dumped by her by the man she thought was her ‘true love.’ He didn’t even visit her in the hospital. But for some reason, the surgery to remove her organs actually gave her something in return – a system to help her improve her life and finally stand up for herself. But this a system is for villains! Will she be able to ‘level up?’ Or will the system punish her for being too softhearted?