[Featured] ~~~ ●●Everything is fun and games until someone's dead.●● ~~~ Taylor Sharma has experienced enough of regular high school life and she just can't wait to get it done with. Being an average high school senior with an 'eff this' attitude and having one of the school's popular girls as her best friend, it's not easy for her to steer clear from unnecessary drama that goes around in Westward High. But Taylor knows that she can survive as long as her bestfriend, Violet, is by her side. However, fate has unfavourable plans for this American teenager. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Taylor's life takes a drastic turn and it's not long before she is tragically burdened with the news of Violet's death. The police confirm it as suicide, but this white lie fails to deceive Taylor. Determined to find out the truth, Taylor prepares to tackle the odds and get to the bottom of this case. The sole problem was that Taylor couldn't remember anything about the night on which Violet had gone missing. All because she was distracted by the scent of an attractive young man and intoxicated by a gazillion shots of vodka! ~~~ To the readers out there, this is a roughlyyy edited version of a chaotic book of comedy, suspense and romance that was first written by the younger me. Read at your own risk :) ~~~ Best Ranks ● (33 / 16.7k) #mind ● ( 1 / 116) #tipsy ● ( 1/ 1.11k ) #solve

For shop girl Evin, alchemy is an understood part of life. She learned how to brew superior potions at a young age and can't imagine her life without the use of Alertness, For General Pain, and Menstrual Cramp Cure. Though already apprenticed to a local master alchemist, she can't help feeling that there might be more for her to achieve. In a different part of the continent, Master Bricot teaches alchemy at the University of Craestor and is working feverishly at his residency project--translating the sacred document The Facerum--when a student of his approaches him seeking help on an unprecedented issue. And south of Craestor in Daitak Capital, the Seat of the World, Emperor Regent Bryn Beynon can't stand potions or those who make and sell them, believing their use, especially martially, to be barbaric and cruel. His first act when coming of age will be to begin imposing legal strictures on the use and sale of such items. Out in the Wilds of Tief, Craix, who travels alone, has never been safe. Not since she was born. Forever trying to evade her pursuers, she travels across the country, constantly intercepting important messages. And over all people in the realm of Heladrith, a pantheon of powerful gods sits in judgement and benevolence, silent for centuries--but not for much longer. Potent is an original, third-person omniscient, past-tense, low fantasy tale with an ensemble cast of approximately eight characters of different genders, orientations, colors, and classes. --Seeking beta readers for this manuscript! Please comment and leave feedback!--

Volume 1: Pickpocketing Living in secret and stealing to eat is a hard life , but it's all Kuro has ever known. Fear and necessity honed him from a young age into the finest young thief in in the wizard kingdoms. Nobody can hide forever, though, and a run of poor luck lands Kuro in a place where his quick hands and quiet feet count for nothing: Avalon Academy, school of magic. Out of his depth and unable to escape, can Kuro find a place among the other misfits at the school, or will his past return to ruin the one chance he has to leave his life in the shadows?

Ella Mathews is heartbroken. She walks with a numb body and doesn't think it will ever get better. When Blake comes up again and refuses to go away till he wins her back, she has no choice but to let him back into her life. But with the sexual urges it seems like they both can't deny themselves of love. WARNING: Sexual Content

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

I don't like One Direction. So can someone please tell me why I'm stuck on a game show with the five boys who have stolen millions of girls' hearts?