Phoebe Laste is kind of a loser. Yes. I admitted it. I may be the writer but I'm just giving it to you straight. Well to look more on the optimistic side she was a loser. She was overweight didn't have any confidence, so she barely had any real friends. Now, she may not be Queen Bee but she does have two best friends to tackle the world with and finally has the boy of her dreams noticing her. But how can this even matter to her when out of nowhere she is hit by a such a tragedy? Not that anyone ever sees it coming. But then again, that doesn't exactly make it any better. Copyright © BoatFloat All Rights Reserved, 2014

Aspiring writer Norah Jacobs needs an escape. In the span of two weeks, her corrupt brother has been jailed for murder and his partner has been hovering on her doorstep, threatening to ruin what little peace she has left. Packing her car, Norah flees the city and goes off the grid, finding refuge in the small coastal town of Bellvale. However, Norah's newfound refuge lands her right in the middle of a power struggle between creatures she thought only existed in fairy tales, and she begins to see that no matter how hard you try to run from your troubles, they seem to have a way of catching up with you... Watty 2014 Winner Haven Copyright © Melissa Lucas 2013 All Rights Reserved. No part of this literary work may be reproduced or used without written consent from the author.

Gentle ripples passed over her, a watery caress that contrasted with her growing unease. Blinking slowly, Eliza tried to make sense of her situation. She found herself submerged, an unexpected aquatic world unfolding around her. Panic crept in as her ankles remained bound, immobilized as if by an unseen force. An attempt to move her arms yielded no results - they were ensnared in an unyielding grip. Seaweed, sinuous and trailing, wrapped itself around her legs with an almost possessive hold. Every movement was thwarted by the constricting tendrils, her struggles mirrored by the rippling sea plants. An urgency to breathe set in, her chest tightening in a desperate plea for air. But the very element that should sustain her had become a stifling barrier. A strand of slimy seaweed clung to her lips, smothering her mouth and nose. It seemed as if the water itself had turned against her, a sinister transformation that threatened to consume her.

Cherryl Carter is a normal, shy ,reserved girl. Like most of the girls out there She's a nobody and she loves it. She has just got two friends that's far more than she has ever asked for. The way her life is, no partying.. no boys and no action, most of the people will find it boring but not her. She's happy with the way everything is. Damien Richards is your typical player. His life involves everything that Cherryl's doesn't but he's not happy as he should be. They have lived in a same city, gone to same school and now are in same college but still their paths never crossed. Its nothing but obvious as Damien is at the top of the ladder and Cherryl isn't even anywhere near the ladder. But when their paths finally cross their lives turn upside down, literally. Cherryl tries to stay away from Damien but the more she pushes him away the more close he starts getting. No its not that he loves her or something its just that she's the only one whom the beast inside him wants... She's the only one who can tame his beast... She's the only one who can either break his curse or share it with him...