Ely is in purgatory. In school, he's neither popular nor an untouchable, excluded from either group. In those marble hall's he is an anomaly. Separate from his peers. An outcast. At home, his family holds him at arm's length, barely acknowledging his existence, as if, afraid to. In a world of magic and wonder, Ely is stuck. He has no meaning and no way to find it. But a chain of events thrusts him to the forefront of the world. Someone important. All eyes are on him. Not all with his wellbeing in mind. A war is coming. Success is impossible. Failure isn't an option. Will Ely tear free from his fate, or will destiny's shackles tether him to his doom?

There are some absolute truths I believe in. You have to have principles, if you want to survive in this world. You need something to hold on to; to survive the bumps in the road life throws in your way. Call it what you want, but it's like there's a set of laws of physics my very own world operates on. I know who I am. My name is Anna Johnson. I am an elemental witch and my element is air. From the diary of Anna Johnson

This story is now on hold. The clock ticks... Ember has always had a special ability to tell the future. She is a Spirit Talker who lives a simple life with her family until one fateful night she becomes a Bitten. A danger to her family and those she loves the most, she can no longer stay in the only home she has ever known. Seeking shelter with those that harbor their own Madness inside themselves they form their special community that is tied deeply to the phases of the moon. There is only one rule that governs the lives of the Bitten, never bite, only kill.

Penny: I still remember the first moment our eyes met, something happened. Those icy blue eyes. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I could feel the magnetic pull and we're both helpless against it. Our eyes met constantly across the room. He would be the first to tear his eyes away. He's so powerful, though. So charismatic. He's a lycan. I'm just a regular werewolf. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I made up my mind that I would make him love me. I would fight for what I want. I would deny my own mate if it means I get to keep him. Three years I went after him single-mindedly. I laid my heart out for him. He kept pushing me away. Then one day he pushed too far...and I'm tired of fighting for us. There's no us. I'm just a fool. I'm done fighting. I made up my mind that I'm going forget him. I'm going to go out there and lose my virginity, over and over again if I have to. I mean, why hold on to it, right? It's not like I'm getting an award for keeping it the longest. Not likely that my mate will keep his virginity for me. Darius certainly didn't. Why the double standard? So, why can't he just leave me alone now? Why is he so hellbent on breaking me? Stupid lycan. Ughhh...stupid, stupid lycan. Darius: The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she's my erasthai. The one. The exotic looking dark haired beauty. Dark eyes taunting me. Haunting me. Only I'm not looking for the one. I'm a warrior, there's no room for a mate. A mate will make you weak. My enemies could get to me through my mate. Then it happened. She finally gave up. For some reason, it makes me mad. Not only did she give up, but she gets this crazy idea that she's going to lose her virginity to some random stranger. Fvck that! That's not going to happen. Nobody else is touching her. I'll make her wait until she finds her mate. She's so stubborn, though. She's driving me crazy. So, why can't I leave her alone?

•Completed• Featured Wattpad Story How do you fight the moon? It's not Charlie you've been waiting for, it's always been, Odin. Follow this epic journey of Odin and Charlie in the world where tooth and claw rule. Where the very belief systems of wolves are challenged on the most fundamental levels. There is only one true path to walk on, the blood red path.... Wolves lose themselves to their wild. There can only be One Alpha.

With her pack at stake, Alastrine is forced to gather courage and persist in the face of danger. Whether it will bring her fortune, is up to fate. Both equal forces with equal passions, tied by the moon and bonded by their wolves. What will happen when they meet? - Alastrine and Orion are two different people. One lives the luxury of an Alpha, with silk sheets and a warm bed at night, while the other struggles to keep warm in the harsh winds of the cold, battling the forces as they try to stay alive within in a world that shuns the alone and deems them unworthy to live. It's no wonder that they'd not see eye to eye when they met, but an unforeseen bond would ultimately bring them together. Everyone carries secrets, but hers might go deeper than he's ever seen. He might be ruthless, but there's an even darker side to it. Their wolves are wild and defiant, both battling for dominance. But only one will stand on top.

Silent. Cold. Chiselled perfection. That is Rikkard Ambrose, the most powerful business mogul in Great Britain. Free-spirited. Fiery. Definitely NOT attracted to the aforementioned business mogul. That is Lilly Linton, his personal secretary and secret weapon. The two have been playing a cat and mouse game for months. So far, Lilly has been able to fight down and deny her attraction to Mr Ambrose. But what happens when suddenly, the dark secrets of his past begin to surface and they are forced to go on a perilous journey into the South-American jungle? A journey they can only survive if they band together? Book 3 in the Watty-Award-winning "Storm and Silence" series.

When tragedy strikes Tori and Lucas are reunited once again. It isn't long and Tori quickly finds herself surrounded by dark secrets of the past and present. With Lucas at her side they must work together to learn the truth, end the lies and despence justice.

THIS IS ONLY A SAMPLE Going to be PUBLISHED A Wattpad Featured Story Completed A relationship is a nest, you take your time building it and layering each stick in its proper place for a future that you are creating. Along comes the predator, the fake, the fraud, the pretender disguised as your friend, your family. She infiltrates into your world, pulling at the sticks that you so delicately laid. The grooming is so subtle at first that you don't understand it until you take a step back and connect all the dots. Little by little the nest, you have built up starts to be taken away so her nest can take shape. How do you move forward? How do you learn to trust again? How do you believe in yourself? After the death of her best friends, Blue's life takes a series of down twisting turns that leave her on a painful journey of self-discovery about how hard life can hit. Follow Blue through the struggles of re-claiming back her life again and doing the hardest thing possible, to forgive the girl who stole her world

2016 Watty Award Winner for Most VORACIOUS Read Sample only. This book is PUBLISHED! How do you tell yourself not to breathe? He is my mate, and she is his everything. But he chose her, against every single instinct that we both know. For that, I have been whipped, shunned, shamed, disgraced, and broken. All for one moment of madness, I could not control. After two years, I left, unable to bear the pain and loneliness anymore. That was then. This is now. I am back, and I am not the juvenile I was. I am now a fully grown female. I feel his eyes on me, but I can't. I won't. I shouldn't. Time has healed my wounds, but not the deep scars the whip seared into my flesh or his indifference to my heart. Each breath is a pain, and his scent overwhelms me. But I can smell her in it. He still will not give her up, despite his own body crawling with a deep, physical desire that only a mate can satisfy. I breathe: I exist, barely. I am a midwife. I bring life into a cruel world that haunts me every day, and the Doctor I work with is the only one in this pack who holds faith in me. He is the one person who stands up for me - and I feel light again when I am with him. What kind of life is this when two mates cannot be together, yet every part of their primal soul yearns for it infinitely? What kind of cruel moon would torture a she-wolf like this? I can't go on, but I must. Whatever happens, I must attend to my purpose and give my miserable life some meaning; perhaps I can snatch some joy in pieces, but now I see that he needs me - but he also wants her too. How do you tell yourself not to breathe?