Evil spirits. A cursed prince. Death itself in disarray. Iris just wants to go home, but fate has other plans for this young priestess and her odd companions. /// The land of Erinlin is dying, its ancient traditions choked out by the Kaerent church and its true priestesses, the Candlemaidens, increasingly regarded with fear and suspicion. All Iris wants is to tend her candles, win her shade battles, and chat with the spirits of her realm. But when she is torn away from her home by the Kaerent king, she learns that her country needs her to be far more than a typical Candlemaiden-- she must be as the legendary priestesses of old and walk through Death itself. *** Cover help from the awesome @ArdenBrooks. Special thanks to @rainersalt, @giveitameaning, and @piperjones033 !

I grew up in Detroit and was adopted, by my non-biological, Hank Anderson, who is currently employed as a detective with the help of his android friend, and used to be partner, Connor. I'm friends with Connor, but it's not like we're super close or anything. I'm still getting used to the whole android thing, but it's not like I hate androids, or just Connor in general. Why would I? He's really nice, and whenever he comes over, it's like watching a sitcom when he uses his dorky ability to tip my father off. It's quite entertaining. After a while, something strange happens. He tells me there's a pain in his chest. I ask him about it, seeing if there's maybe something wrong with his mechanical body. But, he points towards his.. No, no fucking way. .. Why did it have to be me? ~~~ Things to know before reading this story: - This story will deal with things such as sexual assault, depression, and suicidal thoughts. - In this story, your character goes by she\her pronouns. - There will be smut in this story. - In this story, you are an atheist. - In this story, you are 19. - This is based on what happens after the CoryxKenshin gameplay (good ending). Cover Art Artist/Source: https://twitter.com/plasticbridge20/status/995352314050498560?s=19

17 year old Arya Cadel is the sweetest girl you'll ever meet. With a heart full of joy she loves to see the good in people. However, she likes to focus on one thing and one thing only. School. And that's because of her parents. He's mean. He's dangerous. He's cruel. Rome Black is his name. When you hear it, you better run for the hills. But she doesn't. Why? Simply because she loves to see the good in people. What happens when innocence and sinful meet?

FREE STORY WITH EXCLUSIVE CONTENT. This is *not* a Paid Story. Eighteen-year-old hockey prodigy Elliot Wexler has three goals for senior year. One: somehow graduate with a 3.5 GPA. Two: hide his bipolar disorder from his peers. And three: make it into the NHL with no scandals. Piece of cake. What he doesn't expect is to find Lucy, a homeless girl, hiding from the winter frost in his dad's shed. Elliot's busy, complicated life doesn't permit room for error, and falling in love with a girl from a totally different world sounds like the opposite of a good idea. But Elliot can't help but be drawn to Lucy and her elusive ways--even when she seems to vanish from his life non-stop, each time leaving him with a bigger hole in his heart. But Elliot is determined to break down Lucy's barriers. And when he does, he discovers that her life is more complicated--and dangerous--than he could have imagined. With drafting season approaching, and Elliot's fragile mental health deteriorating, he's forced to face a difficult question: Is first love supposed to hurt so much? *** PLEASE DO NOT ADD THIS STORY TO GOODREADS.

*** The Vision was shortlisted for the Watty India Awards 2019 under the horror/paranormal category.*** This is a supernatural adventure story of Abhay along with his childhood friend Vipul. Abhay has some visions which were earlier ignored as nightmares but it turned out to be something else. Join Abhay and his friend Vipul along with Officer Madhav as they solve the most twisted cases in the town. Cover Picture designed by- @InfamousPaint This is a work of Fiction. The story and the characters are an integral property of Biswajit Patnaik and all copyright reserved. Please do not copy or reproduce the story in any form. If you are reading this story on any platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/user/Patnaik87. Thank you.

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.