I was always weak, a Larvesta that was frail and burdened with many unfair curses that this world has brought. All I wanted to do was make an impact--to do something; even one thing would be fine--that could make even the tiniest difference. It wouldn't mean a speck of dust to any other creature, but to me, it would have more meaning than the fragments of my monochromatic life stitched together. • • • Iɴ ᴛʜɪs ʜᴇʟʟ ᴏғ ᴜɴғᴀɪʀɴᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀɪᴇғ﹐ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs﹣ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ ɴᴏᴡ﹖

2015 PKMNWatties Best in Short Story "I remember that moment my siblings all curled up around me, their fur warm and soft, enough to make me sleepy and dreamy. I looked up at them, my little nose sniffling in the cold wind that rushed from the snowstorm happening outside. "You'll never leave me, right? We'll always be together?" I asked quietly, my voice echoing in the silence of the cave. They all stared profoundly at me, their eyes sincere and kind. All eight of them wore genuine smiles as they purred, rubbing themselves against me in a kind of calming manner. At first I worried they didn't hear me, until my eldest brother, the Alpha of our pack, Jolteon, came closer to me, pushing my little body closer to his. "There'll never be a moment with even a single Eeveelution short." I nestled closer to the safety of my brothers and sisters, my eyes just about shut in the warm company of my family. There was no way to predict what would happen in the future. There was no possible telling we would be together forever as a pack. But despite it all, I believed him. There was nine of us. And that's how it would always be. Or so I thought. You could never imagine how fast a promise could be broken. How quickly you could be pierced. And worse than it all, despite the long, painful years you wait, how some wounds never heal." ----- ~Cover by @AllHailRempire! It's literally the best cover I've seen in my entire life O: THANKS SO MUCH!~

-> 2015 PKMNWatties Best in One-Shot I don't want to leave you, Lunette. But everything reaches an end. And now it's my time. I don't want you to cry. Please don't. For we will always remember each other. You will always be in my heart. Because I will always treasure these precious moments of my life. -------------------------------------- ©PuddleofFire 2015 All rights reserved (Note: I don't own Pokemon, just my OC's and the writing of the one-shot itself). No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by an information storage and retrieval system - except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages in a review - without permission from the author, @PuddleofFire. GORGEOUS cover made by @obsidianix at "Illusory Snow; A Graphic Workshop Reboot" <3. Thank you~! Enjoy this one-shot! :D

Sixteen-year-old Sage Greene was locked in a maximum-security asylum for the criminally insane after murdering nearly 200 civilians. It isn't her, though - it's the voices. There are two sides to Sage: the normal, self-conscious teenager, and the Voice lurking inside her head, the one that forced her to strike out and kill. Now, both parts of Sage are being sent into space, destined for a new rehabilitation program upon Mars, with a group of the most dangerous teenagers in America. Before they can reach the red planet, however, they are abducted by a strange alien race and taken away from their spaceship and everything they have ever known to compete in a sadistic set of physical and mental tests nicknamed the Trials. And so far, nobody has survived the Trials. * {Highest ranking: #5 in science fiction as of 9/3/17} [Comment threads contain spoilers at random. You have been warned.] WARNING This is a very dark book that only spirals further down. Murder is discussed and there are slightly graphic scenes.

If dish soap, rutabagas, and firecrackers aren't an essential part of your zombie apocalypse kit, you better grab them now! Season 1 of The Virus Within (SERIES IS COMPLETED!) * * * * * * * Trinity fights against the bloodthirsty influences of the zombie virus as she searches for her sister, hoping to find her still alive among the scattered survivors. But even if Trinity manages to find her, how will Jess react when she discovers Trinity is a zombie? When a group of survivors gets stranded by a vehicle malfunction, Trinity decides to guide them to safety. Rediscovering her sense of humor was the last thing she ever expected, but it just might be her best defense in keeping her humanity, especially on a zombie-infested road trip with more bad luck than potholes. But time is running out as the third wave of the deadly outbreak rapidly spreads. Trinity must decide if she can trust a backwater scientist who thinks she can help her new friends, all while combating the effects of the virus that threatens to steal what's left of her humanity. Cover designed by Marie Tilmant

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox