"Entwined" is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and the Wattpad Books Edition upon purchase. On her eighteenth birthday, Avery Montgomery will discover who the Greek gods have chosen as her soulmate. But what if it's not the boy she's fallen in love with? ***** Seventeen-year-old Avery Montgomery doesn't want a soulmate, but she doesn't get a choice. As a descendant of a minor Greek goddess, it's her destiny to meet her other half after her eighteenth birthday and hear his thoughts inside her head -- just as it's the destiny of everyone else like her, born as part of an Ancient Greek race known as the Hellenicus. But Avery has never had a romantic bone in her body, and while there's a chance her soulmate might be Carlos, her dreamy new crush, or Adrian, her long-time childhood crush, there's also a chance...no, her soulmate couldn't possibly be her best friend's annoying older brother Vladimir. Right? Content/Trigger Warning: self-harm, violence against children [[People Choice Awards 2019 Winner for Best Teen Fiction]] [[The Wattys 2018, Longlist]]

According to her father, Nicole Robinson has lived a extremely privileged life despite their modest middle-class status. To help his daughter begin to appreciate what she has, he forces Nikki to volunteer at a homeless shelter in downtown LA. Reluctantly, Nikki agrees, only to find herself thrown into the lives of countless poverty stricken people. Nikki eventually comes to care about these people, as if they were her own family. One boy in particular, Zachary Fisher, finds a special place in her heart and she quickly finds herself drawn to him. His happy go-lucky personality, despite his rough background and situation, inspires and captivates her. He is unlike anyone she has ever known and makes her rethink the abusive relationship she seems to be stuck in. Issues arise that threaten to ruin everything, and Nikki quickly realizes that you never know what you have, until its gone.

I was blind for almost my whole life..Yeah I couldn't see anything but I'm certainly not weak. I met a man with deep-beautiful voice that held my attention. Yes, I was attracted to him! But he was a perverted jerk! We always bumped to each other and one things lead to another. After finally I could find a donor for my eyes, I looked at the mirror and looked at the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. And also the eyes have the memories of certain man that keep flashing through it. I felt the love of the owner to that person. My heart kept beating fast whenever I saw that person. Who was he? What happened to the real owner of the eyes? What kind of emotion that could make the eyes hold onto the memory so strongly? How about Rosie and Matt? Meet Rosie and her journey in her life and love only in Eyes on You. Enjoy it :)

Book 2 - Vincent Tucat is the most talked-about Lord in Harael, and that's not exactly a good thing. Dozens of Lords have been robbed from, and they all suspect he's the one behind it. To keep things from getting worse, he must track down an elusive thief who disguises himself as a wraith. At least, Vincent hopes it's a disguise . . .

Delinquent, Reject, Prodigy. Orphaned Rosemary Adams manages to find a family only to be tossed aside when she's wrongly accused of vandalism. She's sent to a boarding school for delinquent kids where her natural abilities for the piano are discovered and for the next few years, her only focus is music. But when her agent dies in a car accident, Rose vows to never touch a piano again. Now, on her own and enrolled in a public school, can she keep her vow? Will the thrill of rock music make her change her mind? Or will Mac Parker, lead singer in a rock band scare her away? This story is a spin off of Playing Evelyn.

It was hard for Charlotte to let go of her best friend, Dalton, the boy she fell in love since she was nine years old, to make way for her sister, Caroline, who happens to be in love with him too. It was hard for her but in order to make someone happy, even if it meant sacrificing her own, she was willing to let go. It all happened around her senior year, where she let go the only thing that mattered to her and after graduation, she moved away with no intention of going back. Four years later, on her college graduation day, her parents asked rather demanded her to come home with a reason that shocked her senseless.

My name is Jasmine Clark and my life is set for a drastic change when Social Services learn of the neglect my mother inflicted on me after my father's untimely demise. I am taken away from my home and sent to live with an old friend of my father's; James Andersen, his wife, Lilly, and their seven sons. Living in a house with seven boys is no walk in the park, either. This is me, surviving the Andersen brothers.

Who knew that death itself was seeking every single student it came across. The lies and torture that brought London High School to this state is yet to be discovered. Each student either; Disappears, dies or ends up in a fatal situation. Only they didn't know what was out to get them and yet they laughed and scarred many victims. All of this creating the one 'Pyscho girl' that should have never existed. Now, in every corner you remain, someone or something will be watching you. The school itself became haunted with the number of deaths that remained hidden deep in hell. Once you make a move there is no going back When I opened my eyes I knew that nothing in my miserable life prior to that moment could possibly be as bad as what was about to happen. I was lying on the cold floor of a classroom where only the fading sun’s light could reach me. I tried moving, until I realise the thickened rope around my ankles - so tight that the red marks around them worsened to darkened bruises. Dark stains on the floor suggest blood. But it was the chair with dangling ropes; to hold someone down unwillingly that confirmed my suspicions. A darkened figure advances from out of the dusky, black corners of the room. It approaches me, closer and closer. The figure was unidentified as it wore a paper bag on it’s head; most definitely to hide what it was about to commit. It was the school uniform that gave half of it’s identity away; the feminine version of our school’s uniform...

Natalie Abernathy was born into a world where the lines on your skin tell everyone who you are. They appear like tattoos and change with every choice you make, every person you meet. Only one line remains constant. Your love line. The only colored line on the human's skin, a blood red mixed in with the black. Natalie's world is consumed with The Sickness, the next stage in human evolution that can strike you when you are fourteen. Or doesn't. If you survive The Sickness, you become one of the Elite, faster, stronger, smarter than the humans who don't get The Sickness. The Elite's lines are colorful, beautiful in their own way. A mixture of deepest purples, the darkest blues, and dominate greens. They cover the black lines the Elite were given at birth, rewriting their destinies forever. As Natalie comes to find, the Elite aren't what they seem. The Sickness is not what it seems. Her heart is broken by the loss of her best friend Cecil McCourt, who succumbed to The Sickness days before their shared fifteenth birthday. Her friends surround her, trying to fill the void left by Cecil. Time moved on, carrying Natalie along with it. Now it's three years later, everyone's senior year. Days before school starts, Natalie befriends the new boy in town, Union Davidson. Cecil (now known as Cyrus) is quick to warn her away from him. At first she thinks it's a trick but as things start to happen, Natalie finds herself trapped between the thing she wants most in the world and something else quite darker than she imagined. © SCCourtney ~ * ~ Finalist in the Watty's 2012