"Before I show you who I am, I want you to remember what you're fighting for," Aide replied cautiously and gave them all a piercing stare. "Keep an open mind." "Just tell us, lad," Hanke snarled impatiently and bobbed his sword. "Brace yourselves," Aide said as he slowly reached for his hood. Emaia's heart pounded vigorously in her chest, so loudly, she feared people could hear. This was it. She would finally see the face of her rescuer, the face she had so longed to see. Aide gave them all one last lingering look before he closed his eyes. "Your whole world is about to change." He punctuated his sentence by pulling off his hood. The entire crowd gasped and all readied their weapons, as long silver hair burst free from the cloak and long slender ears appeared. It was impossible, Emaia thought. They had been extinct for decades. But there was no denying it. She looked at the man who had rescued her a few nights ago, and remembered him as charming and valiant. It all made so much sense now-why he could do, what he could do. He was an elf. And not just any elf. - A Northern Elf.

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

***Featured Story in 2017*** "Without Balance Lies Only Chaos." ______________________________________________ Every two hundred years, since the beginning when Earth finally evolved into a planet of life in our universe, there was a selected few who were granted the responsibility of wielding the remarkable power of the four famously known elements. Fire: Element of Determination and Strong Will. Earth: Element of Logic and Realism. Air: Element of Intellect and Freedom. Water: Element of Emotion and Compassion. In addition to the four main elements were two more rarer ones: Light and Darkness. Light being the element of the Day and its purity whereas Darkness is deemed as the element of Night and its wickedness. However in due time the generations gradually became flawed, hurtling into world of unbalance. Darkness had unhinged, rising, growing vengeful against her own and none other then the next reincarnation of elements were needed to stop her. Unexpectedly, they were teenagers. |HUMOR| FANTASY| MAGIC| Constructive criticism is very much welcomed.

"I told you I'd find you." --- Jade lives in a world where everyone has a tattoo identical to their soulmates. Everyone has one...except for her, A crime punishable by death. Jade has always stayed out of the limelight, trying to avoid getting caught by the Authorities but when a special six-foot something sexy as hell prince waltz's into her home and whisks her away, will she be able to run away? Will she discover his secrets? Will he find out she is unmarked? --- Highest Ranking: #4 in Fantasy

Every four years, the eighteen-year-old human females would swarm at the Cresonation Square, silently praying they weren't late. There was always a terrified fear in their hearts. Every four years, the sixteen-year-old vampire males would arrive at Cresonation Square, hoping they seemed fashionably late. There was always a hungry desire in their hearts, although it did not beat. It was tradition that a female human and a male vampire were paired up, so the vampire could turn the human. For only males were born vampires. The females were bitten. Shea Kirse, at the young age of sixteen, is mistakingly labeled as an eighteen-year-old. Elijah Clairice is paired up with her. And at such a young age, it could be fatal to be Lawfully Bitten.

"The world is a bitter, bitter place, Greyson. There's nothing to do now except get over it." In the sleepy town of Avensgrove, everyone hides their secrets like jewels. They bury it behind fake smiles and pleasantries, and for the longest time - it has worked. And then Blaire DuMonte's body is found at the bottom of the lake. And a year later, her best friend holds five hostages captive in the abandoned DuMonte household. The secrets they've kept have began to resurface - and it all started with Blaire's body. Highest Rank: #19 in Mystery/Thriller & a Wattpad Featured Story

Nellape Bellaire was a normal girl. Normal life. Until the most beautiful girl she had ever seen came to her and told her who she really was. *The daughter of Aphrodite, the Goddess of love, desire, and beauty.* Her father was Poseidon, God of the sea. "My dear Nella, your father doesn't know you are his daughter. All the other gods and goddesses have kept this secret from Poseidon, your father, and Zeus. Zeus because if he found out that his daughter had a child with the his brother, who knows what he would do. You will have to try to keep this secret from everyone. And whatever you do, do not try to make contact with your father. Or me. And remember, you are a demi-goddess goddess of love, and sea.." Just so you know, I have to twist Greek Mythology legends a little bit, but I hope you will still enjoy this story. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cover Credit to missliterati member GwendalynNovember Thank you! It's beautiful! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Praise for Daughter of Aphrodite. “Your story of amazing! Definitely write more. I love the Greek mythology just like you and I think you are perfect for writing Greek mythology stories. Keep the story going because I will forever read it. Love this story!!” “Please write more. I love this story alot. I can’t wait for more. :)” “I love this book because it’s a total twist on people’s (well, at least mine) perspective on how Greek mythology is. This is amazing and well written!!!!!!”

I pushed myself up against the wall trying to find to an exit before things got out of hand, only to realize it was too late. I couldn't back out now not tonight. Bianca Wescott was your normal average college student. Smart, outgoing, sexy and hell of a lot crazy but who knew she was going to get herself into more crazy troubles on the journey ahead. She was very attracted to her teacher Mr. Rodriguez but kept that hidden from the world but on one Friday night this was the night that was about to change her forever. She didn't know that messing with him would lead down to a dangerous path. yeah know I suck at introductions but if you still want to read at your own risk then flip the page, maybe the story will be better than introduction. Maybe.