Just be ready world, because I might not be very tall but my attitude is six-foot seven and a half.One fae bounty hunter and a cute boy support me. With them and a few friends at my side I'll learn how to use my natural gifts that were hidden and discover who I really am.They wanted a fight? I'll give them one. I just hope I last long enough to learn what I need to do.Scroll UP and click Read Now or Read for Free to learn the history of the Fae Princess!Please note: This is a large(r) book.The Halfling Fae Academy Trilogy is three books in one giant compilation. At some point in the future we may release them as three normal sized books.There are approximately 180,000 words in this trilogy.

    It’s not like you have to actually kill a dragon to collect its scales. Dragons moult. When he woke up one morning beside a beautiful crystal-clear lake only to have a woman fall out of the sky in front of him, Alex’s life took a turn for the exciting, and dangerous. With his new companion around, things would never be the same again.

    When he's not out risking his life fighting demons he's doing deadly odd jobs for his boss Goddard. Ash's days of slacking off are over though: after getting their butts kicked a few too many times, Ash and his teammates begin a strict and potentially-lethal training program. Rebel activity is on the rise in Hell and Ash's team is assigned to tracking down and eliminating anyone who opposes King Satan. While Ash focuses on his training, Aura's tragic past family life finally catches up to him. Meanwhile, Shiva falls for an old flame and sets into motion events that lead to a full blown rebel coup that rocks the Kingdom. Let the battle for Hell begin.

    When the queen buys him at auction he doesn't know if he should be happy or not. When the chance arises for his freedom he takes it. Stumbling through the woods he comes across a mysterious book and learns the lost art of magic. Even with his new power he cannot escape his own kind nature that pulls him into danger for the sake of helping the very ones who would imprison him.

    The girl was new. She hadn’t been there for the past three days the way that everything else had. I was sitting under a tree looking out at the ocean. It was probably the Pacific Ocean. I didn’t know for sure. When she got closer, she called out, but not loudly. It sounded something like, “Aquilala soma towatsina.” Or something like that. I didn’t understand a word of it. It was a nice language though. I liked the sound of it. She looked like some kind of cave girl, fur bikini and everything. If she didn’t try to kill me, maybe I’d at least have some company. This was weird. I was calmly accepting, and maybe actually embracing the idea that I was stranded on the edge of a jungle with no way home. Maybe there was a village with a telephone on the other side of the trees. In a way, I hoped not. I felt happy to see her, but not exactly excited. It wasn’t like I thought, “Oh my gosh, I’m rescued!” It was more like, “Hey, she’s kind of cute. Nice bikini. Nice tan too.” When she was about 50 feet away I stood up and stepped onto the sand.