At the age of eighteen, everyone's blood changes colour. Whether it becomes blue, green or otherwise, the colour is either hereditary or a random, biological selection. However, when Pearl Damocles discovers that her blood is colourless - in a society where people are segregated by blood colour -, she travels to an institute for people like her with a handsome yet mysterious man named, Malik Ahmed. After months of training and planning - with a team of quirky, newfound friends and trained militants by her side - she decides begins to hatch a plan. One to bring everyone together, and abolish the inequality of the blood colours.

Dusk turned to night. Blue turned to black. Hot turned to cold. --- Imagine if every breath you took was watched over. If every movement you made was recorded. If every sin you committed was a one-way ticket to an eternity of darkness. Because what goes around, comes around. Because she has no mercy and you have no power. Because Karma saw that, and she's coming for you. * * * Wattpad Featured Story. #71 in Action. #9 in Paranormal. --- all credit for the cover goes to @randomthingsbyme c:

Boy meets magic. Boy meets death.

A tale told between two points of view, spaced between vast oceans of time. Within the depths of her psyche, Ava James grapples with a label that has haunted her since childhood: Crazy. Psychotic. Deluded. She's always suffered with hallucinations featuring a figure straight out of Norse Mythology. But not everything is as it seems. Something is telling her that these hallucinations and dreams are an echo of forgotten memories of her time as an Asgardian herself. As the line between her dreams and reality blurs, Ava discovers a truth that transcends time and sanity: she is not merely Ava James; she is the reincarnation of Sigyn, goddess of loyalty and endurance. But Ava's revelation is only the beginning. Beneath the facade of her mortal existence lies a world teetering on the brink of chaos. For Loki, the deceptive King of Jotunheim and the God of Mischief, seeks to unravel the threads of fate and seize dominion over the mortal realm. And Ava, unwittingly bound to him by threads of destiny, stands at the precipice of a choice that will shape the fate of humanity. As Ava's beautiful nightmare unfolds, she must confront the darkness within and embrace the echoes of her immortal legacy. For in the clash between gods and mortals, the lines between ally and enemy blur, and the fate of existence hangs in the balance. *Prepare to embark on a journey where past and present collide-a tale of love, betrayal, and magic.

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

Zodiac meanings, symbols, and everything else you ever wanted to know about yourself. *NOT MINE*

WATTY AWARD WINNER OF 2015 - #JustWriteIt Challenge ✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾ The hero of her dreams was too bad to be true. ✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾ Villain Academy; where all the psychotic teenagers are trained to be the world's best villains. Try being the baddest of them all when the Puberty Truck is smacking you in the face--repeatedly. It's a hard time for young, attractive villains who haven't reached eighteen. And you'd think they already have enough to deal with when their worst urban legend fear appears: The Hero. So isolating evil-minded, puberty-hitting, aggressive teenagers into a confined brick building may not be the most intelligent choice of mankind. It was inevitable for there to be one hell of a problem. And that problem was me.