*Wattys Winner 2022* Charles Abbot is finally living the life he has always dreamed of. At only 25, he has managed to turn his unique magical ability of copying memories into a profitable business. However, his comfortable life is shattered when he is tricked by a thief into extracting a dangerous memory. Not only does it reveal that there's a cult murdering children in their city, but by possessing this memory, Charles' life--and the lives of everyone close to him--are now in danger. Recruiting the help of a gay potion-maker and a ten-year-old lightning-wielding prodigy, Charles must now find that thief and try to put an end to this cult's workings. But it won't be easy. In a world where each magician's power is unique and at times undetectable, it's hard to know who to trust... Set in a world of magic inspired by 1860s Victorian England, Dangerous Thoughts is full of diverse characters and interesting twists that will keep you guessing until the very end. Perfect for fans of Sorcery of Thorns, Clockwork Angel, and Netflix's Stranger Things. Victorian Fantasy - New Adult - Diverse Characters ~70,000 words ~~~ Originally written for the 2020 Open Novella Contest; now a full-length novel! Awards: ONC 2020 Shortlister Winner in the "Sci-Fi/Fantasy" category for the 2020 Prime Awards Featured on the Badass Reads Ambassador Profile Featured on the Wattpad Stars official profile Featured on Wattpad's "Fresh Reads" list The Wattys 2022 Winner in Fantasy! If you are reading this story on any other website than W A T T P A D or Y O N D E R, then this story has been stolen, and you are likely getting a virus on your computer! Please beware of plagiarizing websites!

Criminal necromancer & vampire private eye team up to solve the case of the missing barista. *** When a client drops dead in her fortune telling parlor, 'reformed' necromancer Isla has no choice but to illegally resurrect the poor gal. Your girl's got priors, alright? Hiding a corpse will send Isla back to the slammer. The client's just a Tourist, so Isla is certain nobody will notice. But you know what they say: The only things certain in life are death, taxes, and a handsome vampire poking his fangs where they don't belong. Gregor, a vampire private detective, has been hired to find another vamp's misplaced favorite bloodbag-- I mean, barista. Greg knows the fraudulent and distractingly attractive psychic, Isla, is the key to the barista's whereabouts, but he just can't put his fangs on what it is she's hiding from him. If her little whoopsie is discovered, Isla fears both the otherworldly authorities and an ancient vampire will have her throat. So she does what any girl would do in her situation. She hires Greg to find the risen barista for her first so that she can undo the resurrection. Sparks fly and blood splatters as Greg and Isla investigate Philadelphia's secret paranormal society, throw literal bones at the werewolf mafia, commune with the spirits of dead vampire-brides, dodge arrest by the magic fuzz, and occasionally pop off for late night cheesesteaks. The Vampire Always Bites Twice is the Wattys 2022 Grand Prize Winner! The "Bites Twice" Mysteries 1 - The Vampire Always Bites Twice 1.5 - Doubull Indemnity [revised version coming soon) 2 - Shadow of a Curse (Coming Fall 2025) This book contains explicit sexual content, paranormal violence, animal harm, and gore.

[Book 4 of the Grounding the Storm series] Roux is back in the safe hands of those that care for her most. With a ticking clock over their heads, the rebellion forms into the operation Bren dreamed it would be since the day he joined. But the threat remains the same. Renit's father, the king of Esaria, will stop at nothing to ensure he remains on the throne. By taking Silas as his own, he finds another pawn when he lost the first. Through trial and mishap, the rebellion must find a way to group together and overcome their faults, all the while finishing what started this. The Grounding. Will Roux and Renit be able to establish the Grounding? And just how much will it influence their trials? Together, they'll face a leader destined to rule from the day he was born. This is the fourth, and final, book in the Grounding the Storm series. This novel cannot be read as a stand-alone. You can find the first three books-completed-on my profile. Beautiful cover made by @scmimi

Ninety-nine years ago, Faine Libet made a deal to save the life of someone she cared dearly for. One hundred years of service at a crime guild in the land of Pinedon. Four months left before her deal is over and Faine is assigned one last mission: infiltrate another crime guild, one stronger and more renowned than their own. There, she meets an entire group of fighters just like her, Ilian Renaut included. A mortal man that never once received the chances he deserved. Faine is close to freedom, but can't taste it. Every decision she makes is carefully watched by her boss, a man willing to turn her life around with every opportunity. She must make one very important decision: finish her deal without trouble, or find happiness outside of what she's known for nearly one-hundred years. Updates every Monday and Friday! Rated Mature because of mild violence and mild profanity. **Beautiful cover made by @Ink_Smoke_ZS

"You may think you're the strongest and the most feared, but I would never be scared of you." I growled while my back hit the wall. He continues to have a blank face when walking towards me. His hand goes next to my head and he leans down. I'm still glaring at him but my heart picks up just by the scent of him. "Oh, trust me. I'll make you regret those words. And I can make you scream in both ways." He growled while his hazel eyes bore into my grey ones. "And what's that. Huh?" I said while my hands went to his chest to push him away but his clamped around my wrist and pushed them to the wall. I tried to get them out of his grip but he leaned in making me growl at him. "I can either make you scream in agony or either pleasure. So don't test me." He growled. "You are mine and you would always be below of me. Don't test your Alpha." ***** Aphrodite Dike. Alpha of her own pack. Grew up as a rogue and took control of a weak pack and trained them to become the second strongest, competing to become the number one strongest pack out there. Alpha Valdus. Son of the most feared and deadliest Alpha out there. Like the saying goes; like father like son. Valdus earned the title of the strongest and the most feared alpha, and pack. He thinks women are below males, so when he hears that a girl is in charge of a pack, he wants to destroy it and watch her beg for mercy when he stares down at her when she's crawling at the floor. So, what would Aphrodite do? *COMPLETE* *BOOK TWO* *FIRST BOOK- ALPHA ALCANDER* *NOT EDITED* *READ AT YOUR OWN RISK* *MATURE CONTENT*

Eros, a world forsaken by its gods, left to be governed by kings and Magi, gifted with control over various elements. *** Some say the gods are dead. That Godswar left no victor standing. That perhaps they never wore flesh at all, and old tales are mere tales. Others say they have left this land to their creations, or merely left their bodies, and are now the living spirit of their own element, gifting and empowering their chosens. There's, however, a whisper of madness, or perhaps a jest, that the gods are alive, never ceasing to weave fate to their whims. That they will be seen once again, in time to finish Godswar. Whether it is the gods' will, or not, as the ambitions of kings and outlaws tangle with ploys of betrayal, personal vendettas, fury and passion, a war is sure to come. Edited by Timor Magber Graphic Design by Timor Magber

I'm a ghost. Or at least I think I'm a ghost. No one can see me and I've been wandering the world aimlessly for years. I don't remember a time I wasn't a ghost. One day I didn't exist and the next I did. For the past 5 years though I've been following a team of supernatural investigators that are working to bring down a trafficking ring. Why? Well humans are boring for one. Secondly these men are captivating. Not only are they sexy as sin but I feel drawn to them in a way I've never felt drawn to anyone else. So for the past 5 years I've tagged along and pretended to be one of them, dreaming of what would happen if I was real. What happens when a magical assault pops me out of the veil and into the real world? Chaos. And hopefully chocolate, that stuff looks amazing. ***All of the characters are my own in this story. The world building is also entirely my own.*** *** Cover made by notsodumbolivia*** The starting storyline and the summary of this book is based off of Kristy Cunning's Four Psychos as well as Raven Kennedy's Signs of Cupidity. The overall story line and the individual characters are different but there will be similarities between the female protagonists starting points and goals.

Ash Harlin is one of the best assassins the world has ever seen. She has a reputation of being wild and wicked. The werewolf community keep out of her way. She wants the world at her feet. She has a secret. Keeran Helix is the son of two powerful alphas, and as soon as he finds a mate, is destined to ascend as the pack leader. He's strong - uncannily so even for a werewolf. He was looking for a mate that would help lead, that would be good for the pack. But when he ascends, it'll be with a killer by his side. -- "You want to test my patience tonight, little Ash, don't you?" He purred against the base of my neck. I stiffened at the contact that sent shivers along my skin. "I wasn't going to come, but seeing as you forced us all here, I couldn't just cancel my plans." I sensed his hand raise to grip my neck and whirled, catching his wrist and quirking an eyebrow. "Ah, ah, ah," I tutted. "Someone's being a bad boy. You ask permission before you touch." "Even if it's mine?" His eyes flashed a dark bronze, a smirk playing over his mouth. He hadn't tried to extract his hand from my grip. He wanted to play. The crowd stood in rapt silence - not even the Alphas were moving. The music had been switched off, and any noises were muted in the wake of our dance. "Yours?" I snorted and let his hand drop. I took another step back. It was my turn to circle, noting the easy way in which he stood, the bunching of his thigh muscles and the tension in his shoulders. "I am mine alone." "And yet fate decided to mate us." He cocked his head to the side as I rounded him. "Or do you want to continue pretending it didn't?"