Royal Divine
*Under Construction*
Alvis finds himself accidentally slipping through space and time into an alternate world, where supernatural being and magical orders of our world still exist. He must find a possible way back to our world while exploring and navigating through this new world; interacting with his friends' counterpart.
Please understand that due to Death Is My BFF getting published, the original series is on hold!
My Watty Awards 2013 Winner! The fourth installment of the DIMBFF series continues the thrilling journey of a young woman, Faith Williams, battling for her life, and the Angel of Death dragging her further into his world. *** My writing page! Please join! <3 http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wa...
Dear Reader, It hadn't hit me right away, many things, but especially the fact that I was about to turn twenty years old. It was as if it was just yesterday that I was learning how to make a peanut butter sandwiches, tie my shoes, and draw endlessly with fat crayons--which I thoroughly believed to be a masterpiece. It...
(Bfflad- Best friends for life and death) Dear Reader, Let's start at the beginning shall we? I died. Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress. If only I was that lucky. My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away... And then...
Watty Award Winner 2011) *ORIGINAL SERIES* This is the first book of the Original Death Is My BFF Series, which won the Watty Awards in 2011! *** Death came knocking at her door. Well actually, he pounded. Faith Williams has always been a little odd, but never before did she think she was one of a kind. Enter Death, t...
Death is My BFF is now published as a Hardcover, Paperback, and E-book with W by Wattpad Books! As Wattpad reader you can access the original rough draft version here, and published version details inside. This is a VERY rough, early draft of "Death is My BFF" and the published version looks very different! :) ...
"Whose there?!" I spun around, my shoes squeak against the tile floor. A light voice danced in the air. Their language was foreign, but I knew it was that of a woman's. It was raspy but familiar and soft. I remembered her voice, but I struggled to find the face to match her voice. It was too dark to see her, or she...