It's the mirrors. Or the shadows that dwell within them... Alice hates reflections. Never being able to adjust to being a twin, she escapes into an insane world of darkness, mad hatters and invisible cats. And she becomes the ruler of it all! What a wonder...! - *Wattpad Fairytale Community's Retelling Awards FCRAs Winning Story!*

Featured: 8/14/17 Highest rank: #14 in vampire His eyes were a clear empty black, rage filled and fear striking as he spoke, "My darling, Persephone, don't you know that you cannot leave?" Cover art by: @atomic79

[FANFICTION] If 4 weirdo, pretty-faced band boys moved in next door and claimed you as their Muse, what would you do?

Four years has passed since Izarra took the throne. Four years since Kai began looking for Dale. Without a mate or an heir, a group of Alpha's decide to challenge her position and until she proves herself once more she will be the Beta Queen.

What if Snow White wasn't so good after all? Eleanor, the Queen of RedCrest presides over the kingdom with her son, Floran. The time since the war has been peaceful, until one day when a mysterious woman arrives on horseback, bloodied, dirtied and with an arrow embedded in her shoulder. The woman is revealed to be Snow White, who causes quite a stir with the residents of RedCrest. Everyone takes quite the liking to her, including Floran. Everyone except Queen Eleanor, that is, who believes that Snow White is harbouring a secret. A deadly secret. (Featured in Fantasy during 2015)

My name was once Mia Elizabeth Vauthier. I was the princess of a great land where wolves, grander than any other creature shifted freely between animal and man. Where nature and its inhabitants lived together in an uninterrupted harmony. Where the supernatural was not abhorred by those arrogant beings that called themselves humans. Here the supernatural was just as part of nature as the trees and the grass, just as the Goddess had wished it to be. Since the day of my birth, I had been the envy of all the land. I would be powerful I would be great I would be blessed by the Goddess... Or so they had thought. When I was meant to shed my fragile human skin and flow smoothly in the Goddess' blessed creature of the night, I did not. It did not happen when I was sixteen, or seventeen, or eighteen. The shock had been like steaming water, trickling down the naked skin, tearing skin as it went leaving ugly marks that could never be removed. I became stained. The Princess who was an omega and not just an omega, a wolfless omega. An empty shell, a box with no contents, a heart with no blood. Just an empty vessel. I wished so desperately to fill the empty space with something worth more than the haunting echoes of what should have been but that was not my fate. Instead the once beloved princess I was cast aside, thrust into a tower with no promise of a prince to rescue me. The only dragon that guarded me was my own mind, a sharp weapon which would slowly poison me. I thought nothing could save me... Perhaps it is still too late.