Gia knew Isaac as her adopted sister's boyfreind. A boy with a bad reputation and who liked to tease her for her place of birth and race (sort of). She didn't like him. She spent as little time with him as possible. But then she was kidnapped, and Isaac right along with her. Thrown into an, at first, unknown situation, she was forced to depend on someone she hadn't ever thought she would have to, even more so when the unknown situation became clearer. They were taken by a cruel couple, a cruel couple who couldn't adopt or have children of their own. An insane, wicked couple who decided instead of going the way of surrogacy or find willing participants, and instead force two unwilling people to conceive and birth their children for them.

'Cause I'm a woman, phenomenally. Phenomenal woman. That's me. Or. In which, Michelle Jones is in desperate need of a place to stay, and Peter Parker is willing to help her out.

[Now free to read!!] When she moves to a new town, all Loren wants is a fresh start. But things get complicated when she falls for Miles, the cute boy who wants to know her secret. ***** When Loren Reed moves to Westbrook all she wants is to put her past behind her. And she has a plan to do it: she'll get back into sewing, make some new friends, and pull her grades up. In short, she'll show her mom that she's not going to be a shut-in anymore, and that she's moved on from the tragic events of four years ago. The only problem? Miles Hanson, the cute football player who wants to know everything about her. As it turns out, Loren and Miles may have more in common with their pasts than they ever realized... [[word count: 90,000 - 100,000]] Trigger warning: This story mentions the death of a parent and sibling

[completed] horror // paranormal // romance A witch girl tied to cursed demons and her dear puppet boy who kills them. ••• I traced the characters with a finger, my brows coming together with concentration as I read the curling black ink. It was a binding talisman - one of the many that had been strung across the door. And it had broken when the door had swung open. Dread seeped into my heart as I gasped out loud, a chill coming over me. I swallowed, breathing irregular, as I kept my eyes glued to the wooden floor. A shadow had crept up in front of me, belonging to the one thing that I had seen inside of the room just seconds before. The drummer boy lifted my chin up. When I met his eyes, I was paralyzed. The brown color was the same, but where that thin smile once was replaced by one that stretched wide, splitting his entire face in half. I stared at the sharp daggers of each tooth, legs quivering so violently I thought I would collapse onto the floor. "Hello, witch girl," the drummer boy purred, watching me with the eyes of a predator. "Thank you for freeing me." ••• cover by @scmimi note: This book contains themes of suicide, self-harm, bullying, religion, and superstition (particularly East Asian superstition). Although these aren't the main focus in the plotline, please keep in mind that the above are mentioned at least once. dec 31 2017 - feb 04 2019.

*A Wattpad Featured Story* When a young woman snags Lawrence Croxley from the train station, he soon realizes that being late for work is the least of his problems. She plans to use his access to a major news network's cameras in order to warn the public of a massive syndicate, one that has sinister plans for her and the others like her. This shadowy group will do anything to stop her and Lawrence, throwing everyone into a high-stakes game of chess where checkmate means the end of life as we know it. Fortunately, she has a few technological tricks up her sleeve that might help them cheat the game rules and save us all. As the pair works together, something seems to connect them on a level he doesn't understand--not that he minds a connection with such a pretty girl. But as Lawrence becomes further tangled in this global conspiracy, things like a car chase, getting his best friend captured and a corrupt cop all show him just how in over his head he is. And when the fate of the world is quite literally placed into his hands, he is forced to decide who will live and who will die. ~~~~~ ~ Completed duology of two romantic sci-fi thrillers ~Featured on Wattpad Picks (Sci-Fi Hidden Gems, Dec 2017) ~Highest rank: #16 ~Winner of seventeen awards, including: ~The Wave Awards: winner of Sci-Fi and Project Waves (overall) ~The Ooorahs: co-winner of Superhuman ~Winner of the Cryptic's Choice Award ~The Revolutionary Contest: winner of Kapoww (Action) in season 2

In which she realises her worth and decides to no longer be in her sisters shadow. RiotArrow Copyright All Rights Reserved 2016© Second Instalment of His/Hers Series Cover by: RiotArrow

***Please note that this book has been taken down because it's been published and only the sample chapters of the published version are available on Wattpad. You can find the links to both ebook and paperback in my bio. ***This is the sequel to Bullied and Pained, and it can't be read as a stand-alone. *This blurb contains spoilers, so it is advised not to read it unless you read Bullied and Pained first. --------------------- Nine days have passed since Hayden got into an accident and fell into a coma. Nine days of hoping for a miracle that would allow him to wake up. Nine long, endless days. Half of me is conquered by despair, while the other half clings to the hope that he will recover soon. I refuse to let fear and doubt overcome me. Hayden is dark and complicated, but as the days pass, I'm more determined to fight for him despite the hurdles in our way. I have to believe that there won't be serious consequences once he wakes up. I have to believe that we will overcome all obstacles and become stronger together. After all, we may be both damaged, but we're each other's salvation.

She sighed as she closed her eyes, sinking into the feeling of the tranquility and peace. When she was here, she wouldn't have to worry about anything. This was her alone time. A deep, "Hello." made her nearly jump out of her skin, screaming. Why was there a hot, young male sitting across her. Of course, he was shirtless. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" She all but screamed out. "I'm having some 'me time', I don't know what you're doing here." Dark Blue eyes, dark hair, full lips. This was not going to end well for her. His velvety, sonorous voice was not helping. "Whoever you are, hot specimen, you have to leave." He only raised his eyebrows at that, "Well, equally attractive female, I got here first." He stood up and walked to her, slowly, like predator and prey. "W-what are you doing?" Her voice was shaking with caution. He sat down next to her and leaned into her ear, "I'm claiming you." "Okay... I'm leaving." She sat up abruptly and stormed to the door. The knob jiggled and jiggled until a cracking noise sounded the room. "What was that noise?" She turned with an awkward smile on her face, "I broke the door?" The statement sounded more like a question. "I just 'eff'ed up, didn't I?" "Yeah, you did." He chuckled, "But we can make it worth while." That devilish smirk did not look good. Is it getting hot in here?

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