Olhe, eu não queria ser um tributo. Se você está lendo isso porque acha que essa história pode ter um final feliz, apesar de todos os sinais que indicam o contrário, meu conselho é o seguinte: feche este livro agora mesmo. Inspirado em Jogos Vorazes, conheça este universo no qual os deuses do Olimpo criaram os Jogos Olimpianos, uma competição brutal que é palco de batalhas épicas entre os meio-sangues, onde apenas um semideus pode emergir como o campeão supremo. Percy Jackson, filho de Poseidon, Annabeth Chase, filha de Atena, e outros semideuses conhecidos são selecionados como tributos, enfrentando desafios mortais e inimigos traiçoeiros. "Se ao ler minha história sua vida também for destruída, se sentir o seu coração sendo arrancado do peito de tanta tristeza, não diga que eu não o avisei."

Domick slid into the seat next to me and looked over. "Did you see how he was looking at you?" What? "H-he's not even my friend, just a partner sometimes." I managed to stammer out. "Trust me, he wanted to be more than just a partner." Domick sneered the last word. A surprised laugh escaped me, and I leaned towards him to whisper, "What makes you think that." "Because I notice when someone wants what's mine." ----------------------------- After I blew out my candles on my 7th birthday, I started to see things no one else could. Wings. I know, crazy right? After my Dads mysterious disappearance, I had to move in with my aunt who ignored my very existence. Then I met a certain someone. Domick. From the moment I saw his wings I knew he was different, just like me. Turns out I'm not the only "abnormal" around here. Domick was sent to find me for a reason, but can he stand to give me up to the secretive Council? Between Domick's possessiveness and me not knowing what the heck is going on. It's going to be one crazy ride.

Arthur Harrinson não nasceu cego. Ele havia visto as cores, a face de seu irmão, sua mãe e seu pai, era um menino saudável, ninguém nunca pensou que algum dia o menino fosse estar em um carro, logo na hora que um caminhão em alta velocidade perde o controle. Ninguém nunca imaginou que Arthur pudesse se tornar uma pessoa fechada. § Amelia Fontenelle nem sempre morou em Los Angeles, ela nascera em um lugar que nevava no inverno, mas conseguira fugir de lá e entrar na faculdade de cinema que sempre sonhou em ingressar. Ela nunca imaginou que fosse conhecer Arthur E ele nunca imaginou que conheceria Amy E que a luz pudesse voltar à sua vida

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

OBRA NÃO REVISADA. A vida de Megan Hilary muda completamente quando ela descobre que pode viver longe de uma realidade que nunca quis: ser noviça. Mas sua vida se tornará bem mais agitada quando além de estar na faculdade se apaixonar por um Bad Boy, perdendo totalmente o controle. Capa por: @DeboraVitorio #🥈 Ficção Adolescente Concurso WLB 2020

[COMPLETED] (BOOK I IN THE DREAM SERIES) Dani Deleon has a problem. With a single touch, she can see people's nightmares. When she starts to see the nightmares of a sadistic serial killer known as The Maestro...everyone around her becomes a possible suspect. With the help of Detective Jax Michaels, will Dani be able to stop this symphony of murder? Or will this unlikely duo fall victim to the very madman they're chasing? ----- THE DREAM SERIES: Book One: Dream Catcher Book Two: Dreamscape Book Three: Dream Hunter Book Four: Dream Phantom

*COMPLETED* My head bowed in a heavy mannor, not in respect, but in trepidation. I discern his unwavering gaze over my ill silhouette. "Look at me." I opened my eyes, though it made no difference. Black is still black, all I am left with are my four senses. He will kill me if I don't look. He will kill me if I do. He will look into my sightless eyes and see my futile existence isn't worth living. He will kill me, and he will be doing the pack a justice by it. He growls a low, throaty snarl to warn me about disobeying an alpha. There will be consequences, we both know that. His lingering growls let me know he is not going to allow me to contravene his word. I steadily inch my head upwards, visibly shaking everywhere else. Maybe he won't notice my depthless eyes from across the gazebo. My life depends on it. "You're blind." ~ Monet was born into a particularly prestigious area of her wolf pack, to parents of extremely high standards. Her legacy is to become the packs next healer, but when she was born completely devoid of melanin, all her mated parents saw was a disappointment. Being born an albino wolf pup meant a lot for Monet, but it mostly meant her condition had taken her eyesight along with it. What happens when Monet meets the Alpha of a neighboring pack? Will he accept her for what she is? ~CONTENT WARNING~ This book contains depictions of physical abuse, foul language, and upsetting scenary. This book is in no way, shape, or form glorifying domestic abuse of a parent or partner. This book is intended for individuals who feel at odds with their self due to their uniqueness. It is meant to shine light on those who differ from the majority; conquering, and overcoming those who lessen them for what makes them special. ~ Word count at completion date: 33,915 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

Sometimes the only spark of hope in a world riddled with chaos is a girl as broken and scarred as you. COMPLETE at 41 chapters.

(NOT EDITED AT ALL) (LOTS OF GRAMMAR ERRORS) (I was young when I wrote this lol) "You're special, fire boy," the man grins, "you and the others are just getting started." - Fire. Earth. Water. Air. It's 2890. In the US, everyone gets one of the elements powers when they are born, usually their parents element. But the elements no longer get along. They keep themselves separated from one another, not daring to interact, knowing it will cause havoc and destruction. But the government wants to test the elements together. And they've been watching, waiting for the right elements that can handle the job. And they've found them. *** Highest rank: #5 in Science Fiction Cover: @lucifehh WARNING: There is some harsh language, read at your own risk