Moony. Wormtail. Padfoot. Prongs. Their adventures were the stuff of Hogwarts legend. But there are untold stories, stories that only the four of them know. Come along and discover the true tale of the Marauders of Hogwarts... #Wattys2016

"what're you doing?" "it's a pinkie promise" Aloura laughed lightly, grabbing his bruised hand and prying his pinkie from his locked fists. Her heart almost dropping at the sight of a small tattoo on his forearm. Evil incised into his skin, with two horns resting above the words. She stared at it for a moment, before shaking her thoughts away. "Now what?" he raises and eyebrow as his eyes lock with Aloura's. "You wrap it around mine" Aloura's gaze fell back onto their hands. Elias continued to watch her, and Aloura could feel her hands tremble from the nerves. His gaze almost burnt her, but she refused to meet it. "Just like that" she grins, gesturing to their now locked pinkies. "Now the promise is sealed in." Aloura's voice begins to falter. Elias' eyes fall to Aloura's lips. She licks them, and his eyes darken. Although they'd already kissed, Aloura found her knees beginning to weaken, and the oxygen around them no longer enough for two. Aloura's eyes flicker between Elias' and they stay like that for a moment, both too scared to be the first who pulls away. "That's all?" he whispers after a moment. His eyes now remaining on her lips. Aloura swallows, but nods, not trusting her voice to speak. "You can't break it" she whispers after a moment, feeling an overwhelming urge to warn him about the consequences of breaking a pinkie promise. "Or you'll lose your pinkie." A ghost of a smile tugs at his lips as he nods gently, mentally noting to not break the promise. Because who would risk their pinkie. Elias smirked after a moment before gently pressing his lips onto Aloura's slightly ajar ones. "What was that for?" Aloura whispers as he pulls away. Elias grinned, "My way of sealing a promise" Aloura laughed a little. But Aloura doesn't believe in promises. ♡ ♡ ♡ #1 in sad #pp1 in Elias #2 in Young Adult #7 in love #12 in crime #15 in sadstory #16 in romance #25 in death

{gxg} •Where there's a wolf, there's a raven. The raven may be a source of unwanted annoyance or welcome companionship; a blessing or a curse. But, still, it will be there• Raven Garcia's first conversation with Spencer Lyall was brought about in the most cliche way possible; she bumped into her, literally, just outside the English classrooms. The way that interaction played out, however, was most definitely not cliche, at all. "Watch where you're going!" She spat and Raven's wide brown eyes snapped up to meet her angry blue ones. She was never one to let people walk all over her, it was as much Spencer's fault as it was her own, but in the face of Spencer Lyall, all she could muster was a weak, "sorry" as she picked up her geography book and scurried away. There was no heart-stopping moment of eye contact, no immediate romantic connection. Just an outburst of anger and a timid response.

The first time Thorn saw her she was clad in nothing but the moonlit mist and the midnight cloud of her lustrous hair. From that moment Thorn the Relentless knew she had been bewitched by the maiden bathing in the forest pool. How else to explain the torrid dreams that haunted her nights, the fierce longing that kept her hard-muscled warrior's body in a constant state of arousal? Thorn knew of only one way to combat the witches powerful spell--to capture her in a Viking raid and make the maiden her own. Even then she found herself still more enchanted by her lovely thrall. Could Fiona be speaking the truth when she claimed it was not sorcery that bound them, but the powerful yearning of her....VIKING HEART?!

This story is about a girl, who lost someone dear to her, and was forced to have a change of scenery. She has a calm mask but inside she is screaming and crying as her wolf tries to claw free... Viewer discretion is advised.... Read on mates, read on... Edit in progress honestly read at your own risk because this is terribly written

All of her life Pandora has been forced to move from one town to the next to conceal her true nature. However, everything changes when she arrives in a new town and encounters someone she never thought she'd see again. The encounter comes just before a major change occurs that will alter her life forever and endanger everyone around her. Arya is just an ordinary cheerleader with a big problem. Her love life is stunted because of her inability to forget her first love. Suddenly a new-comer appears in school who she cannot get off her mind. What's with this new girl, and why can't she stop thinking about her? Slowly, she will be pulled into a world she could have never even dreamed of.

When powerful witch Marithyda Skyelorn becomes a participant of the Royal Exposition, the last thing she expects is to fall in love with the Prince--or to be the cause of his death. ***** Every year, the kingdom of Karvoth hosts the Royal Exposition: a corrupt carnival where a race of citizens who possess powerful magic, known as the Touched, are exploited for the enjoyment of nobles. But when Marithyda Skyelorn's grand performance ends in tragedy and pits her against the deranged King, she must make the impossible choice between remaining in exile and participating again in the dangerous competition that ruined her life--to end it once and for all. (Book One of the Skyelorn Chronicles trilogy) [[2020 Watty's winner, Fantasy]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: Some scenes contain violence that may upset sensitive readers [[Word Count: 50,000-60,000]]