Novels by author Ash_knight17 - Status completed

"Your bed is cold," spoke a voice in the room that had her eyes go wide in fear. Nervously, she turned around, gulping softly to see a shadow on her bed as if someone laid down there. The man who had been lying down sat up emerging out from the shadows where he had been waiting for her.

"Who touched you?" he asked, his eyes brooding down at her and when she didn't answer, his voice thundered in the room, "WHO?"

[Mature Content]All it took was breaking one rule that she was not supposed to'He was the bad boy with tattoos. She was the good girl with glasses, and she was his.When Julianne Winters decides to move to the dormitory of the reputed University, she has everything planned so that she can complete her graduation and leave the place. But her plan is quick to catch fire from the moment the eyes of Roman Moltenore from senior year lands on her. And his appearance screams nothing but TROUBLE."What rules?" Julianne asked with a frown as she read through the page. She was sure she hadn't seen any rules of the campus mentioned on their website.# 4. No using cell phones.# 12. Students should not roam outside the campus after eleven in the night.The further she read, the more bizarre it turned out to be. Her friend turned the page and then pointed at the last rule # 29. Listen to Roman Moltenore."This is made up. Look, the last one is even written in pencil." Julianne couldn't believe that her friend from the next dorm thought she would fall for it. "And no phone?""It is important you abide by all the rules. Especially number twenty nine," said the girl in a serious tone. "Remember not to get involved with Roman. If you happened to see him, run in the other direction. There is a reason why it is written down here."With the rules of the campus, she resorts to sending handwritten letters to her uncle. But who knew it would end up in someone else's hand!

She leaned down to look inside the well and sighed. Tucking back her hair behind her ear as the evening wind blew."I told you not to be a curious cat," she scolded looking at the well to receive a small "meow" from it. Her cat had stepped on the edge of the well no matter how many times she placed it back on the ground and as expected it fell inside it,"You know what I"m goin...

The year 1847

Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water.She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening.Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body.A DEAD BODY!Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!"Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here."Gardening.""And the body?!"she looked at him in disbelief."Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?!She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile.Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~

The Year 1766 Disownedby her own family for their own reasons, she was taken in by a maid atthe age of seven to work at the Carmichael's household. The Carmichael'swere one of the respectable pureblooded family in Bonelake and like anyother household, there were rules. Rules that needed to be followed bythe servants and maids. Likeeveryone else, she was reminded not to disobey the rules. But beforeshe learns to walk in the shadows like the rest without a whisper, theDuke's young son calls her 'Bambi' and everything breaks loose. Book cover credit: complxmars