Friendship begins with trust. Where does it end? Wynter is a child of the Light, raised in an isolated cult in Arizona, abandoned by her mother, and left in the care of abusive women and a fragile older sister. When two spirited Australian boys arrive offering rock music on a secret radio and tales of the world outside, Wynter can't resist their friendship. A disused shed becomes their sanctuary, and for the first time she begins to wonder what it would be like to leave. Dragged away from his perfect life of Aussie beaches, surfing and shoplifting, Xay loathes the desert where he's expected to farm all day and attend prayer meetings all night. One strange and magical girl makes it all bearable. As his buddy Roman's mental health deteriorates and Wynter refuses to explain her bruises, who can he turn to for help? This is a prequel to the Wynter Wild series, which starts with book 1: Little Sister Song (Kindle Unlimited). (Sample chapters on Wattpad.)

​𝒁𝒖𝒃𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑨𝒍𝒊 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒓𝒛𝒂𝒔. ​. . But what happens when they lose her in a tragic accident? . Was it truly an accident or someone's calculated ploy to destroy them? . . 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭.... . . "𝑱𝒂𝒃 𝒌𝒐𝒊 𝒅𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝒅𝒖𝒂𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒂 𝒉𝒐, 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒉 𝒌𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒏𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒏𝒂𝒂𝒌 𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒌𝒐𝒊𝒊 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆" ~𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚

Demetria Montella, a sixteen almost seventeen year old, teenager from Northern England, who is suffering from grief and selective mutism. She's never had a good life. Even when it was just Demetria and her guilt stricken mother, who made one bad decision, and ended up being the mother she never wanted to be. After her mother's death, Demetria finds herself in a care home. Where she is to stay...until her social worker pulls her out of class. Only to tell her she's been missing for eleven years. In Spain. Not only is she a missing person, she also has a family. A father. A step mother. And five older brothers. Will Demetria take their help? Will she take the chance to live a different life? Who will help her along the way? Will she even find help?

Emilia Morelli's world shatters when she's told her mother has died. Left with no family, well at least none that she knows of, she's pulled into a system that sees her as just another case. She's alone and unsure of herself. But far away, there are men who have been searching for her. Men who share her name. Men who are feared by the world. They've spent years looking for the little girl who was taken from them. Now that they've found her, they'll stop at nothing to bring her home. Emilia doesn't know them. She doesn't know the truth. And she has no idea that her life is about to change forever.

Taken from her family at the age of four, because of a deep grudge, Aria doesn't remember the place she used to call home. All she knows now, is silence and pain. All she has is her broken self, and the hope of being free one day. She's been called a curse, and she's been called worse- to the point where Aria doesn't know what is true or not. She'll never escape the hell she's in, she'll never have a home or a family, right? *Sneak peek* Aria: "BITCH! Where the fuck are you?" I wake up with a jerk on the cold floor of the kitchen's store. The rope that he used to keep me there when his friends were over, bit into my skin, and was now stained with red. He had forgotten. Again. But that was a good thing, because it means I didn't get beatings last night. I tired to move, but the pain from my ankle was sending vibrations to my brain, and I winced, my back hitting the wall hard. I closed my eyes, praying he won't find me- but luck is never on my side. He opens the door, and smirks as he looks down at me. His eyes were clear, he wasn't drunk. That was bad. He made it more painful when he wasn't. He undid the rope, and dragged me by the hair, into the kitchen. "You little bitch. Growing wings now, are we?" He threw me on the floor and kicked my ribs. Pain flared through me, but I shut my eyes tight. Don't make a sound. "Make me my damn breakfast right now. And I want it prepared next time or else." I nod my head, and get to my feet. But he dragged me towards him by the neck, my back to his front. His hand went under my shirt, the threat hanging in the air, and I squeezed my eyes shut. "Do you hear me?" I nod. His hand went up to my chest, and I swallowed the nausea rising up in me. "Yes who?" "Yes Daddy." I choked out. Then he pushed me towards the stove and walked out.

Luna Avante, a seventeen year old, who's lost more loved ones in her life than most people. Living with her three older brothers has never been easy, a house filled with testosterone and manipulation under the guise of love. Luna is about to discover the biggest deception orchestrated by her brothers. Five years have passed since her sister's death, and yet, it is only now that new secrets are arising from its dark corners. Just as hypocrisy is said to be the highest compliment to virtue, the art of lying is the strongest acknowledgment of the force of the truth. Random updates RANKS: #8 - DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY - 19/05/2024 #3 - DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY - 17/03/2025

Ethel, a selective mute, endured her life filled with cruelty and constant abuse from her father, or so she believes. But everything changed when she bumped into someone. She looked up, her breath hitching-same eyes as hers- but she quickly looked away and signed sorry with her hand. She didn't know that her biological father and brothers had been looking for her for almost 12 years...

A teenager with a love for weapons must work with her ex-family in order to solve the mystery of her mother's death. ** After the unexpected death of her mother, Iris is forced to go back to the family that abandoned her. But when ugly secrets come to light, Iris will need the help of her family she despises most. Can they put aside their differences long enough to work together? Or has their bond broken beyond repair? ****** NOTE: If you are reading this after Sept 23rd, ignore any comments as they refer to the old version If you are reading this on any other than site 'Wattpad' then it has been stolen and you are at risk of a malware attack. FREE story with PAID exclusive chapters

*THE ORIGINAL EMMALINE - BUT WATTPAD TOOK IT DOWN * Emmaline Black is no stranger to abuse, or to torture of any kind from her loving mother, and the men she is often sold to, despite how rich her mother is. Despite everything she's been through, it's a miracle she's alive. Through it all, Emmaline's learned to conceal her feelings, to repress them, to repress her memories, so she won't get caught up in it. All her life, she has built walls, to protect her heart. But one day, her mother dies, and she finds out she has older brothers, four older brothers. Only one of them likes her, while two of them hate her, and she can't doesn't know about her oldest brother. A life with her older brothers brings so many unexpected changes. Not used to having people care for her, people tolerating her existence, Emmaline's determined to keep a lid on her past, and not have everything known. But it's kind of hard when her past seems to catch up with her, and connect with her present. Also, there's something up with her brothers. She just knows. They think she doesn't know. But she does. But despite that, there's something about her brothers that makes her warm up to them slightly.

Riley doesn't remember the last time someone asked if she was okay. Not really asked. Not in the way that meant they were going to stay for the answer. She is seventeen years old and she has already learned the most important lesson this town has to offer - that people leave. They leave with promises folded neatly in their pockets, with good intentions they fully mean at the time, with duffel bags and bus tickets and fifteen days that turn into three years without a single word. They leave, and the ones left behind learn to stop waiting by the window. They learn to stop setting an extra plate. They learn to breathe around the absence until the absence just becomes the air. Riley works the late shift. She carries drinks to tables without being asked twice. She doesn't flinch at loud voices anymore. She doesn't cry at things that used to make her cry. She has become very good at being invisible in a room full of people - and even better at being invisible to herself. This is not the life she imagined. But it is the life she has. And she has made her peace with it, quietly, the way you make peace with things you never had a choice about. She is not waiting for anyone anymore. She stopped doing that a long time ago. Until the night a familiar face walks through the door - and three brothers who left her behind must now face what their absence built. Because blood doesn't forget. And neither does Riley.