New YA series set in the Wild West… After her family is slaughtered by outlaws, sixteen-year-old Grace Milton goes on a vendetta to capture the gang who did it. When she discovers the corrupt sheriff is being bribed by the gang who killed her family, Grace hunts down the killers on her own. But can she survive the harsh desert, wild animals, rogue lawmen, and dangerous criminals? The story will be serialized to completion. See The Fruitcake Magazine for their review (under Brutally Honest Book Reviews: http://www.wattpad.com/63003798-the-fruitcake-magazine-august-issue-brutally Here's an excerpt from the review: "“What drew me in was its cover; it’s beautiful, mysterious and quite promising...The beginning is captivating and immediately shows what kind of character Grace is….I don’t want to give any spoilers, but it’s the most tragic start to an amazing story.”

No rules, no rulers. An escape from a cruel world. Eleven teenagers start again, alone, on a deserted island. With everything at stake and emotions running high, are they able to carve out a better society, or will they just struggle to survive? When life is on the line, is it possible to be anything other than savages? This is the sequel to Wildlings: if you fancy it, check out that one first. 🔥 ✨Cover Art by @italychick ✨ ?Wattpad Featured? ?Top rank: 25 in Adventure?

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

Cyanne Battins was an ordinary girl before her fifteenth birthday. Everyone was raised the exact same way but still some got more credit and things than others. Cyanne was not one of those, she was a fighter, she is an Elementalist..... Racing through hallway after hallway, she ran. Covering ground as fast as she could. She had to warn them, she just had to. Then she found the door, slamming it open and then closing it behind her. When she turned she had to stifle a scream of terror, she was to late. She started to sob but then she heard a creak but before she could turn a cold hand covered her mouth with a thin piece of fabric. She slowly slipped into the comforting darkness, letting it consume her entirely.

Paraphrased excerpt- I looked around the school yard, at the lush trees and dying flowers. The nip that was in the air was fresh and crisp. Hundreds of people were lounged out in the yard, soaking up the last rays of sun before the winter finally came full force. Out of the hundreds of people I was only looking for one person: Nalia. My eyes ran across the crowds in sweeps until I spotted a girl with brown hair, brown eyes, brown skin. "Nalia!" I started running across the yard, dashing around people that kept getting in my way. My path was blocked only 10 feet ahead by Hallie Baker. The high heel wearing, nerd crushing, mean, bullying b*tch of the school. "Woah woah woah where you going at such a quick pace slut?" I could smell her fake bubblegum perfume oozing off her body. "To my sister dim wit. She's behind you waving me over." Hallie brought her hand up. "No that's not what I asked. I asked where you were going. Not to whom." She popped the lid off of her Starbucks cup. She maneuvered it until it was placed right over my dirty blonde hair. "So prepare for punishment." She flipped the cup over. The sensation of water didn't wash over me though. I looked up at the cup. There, above my head, was all the liquid in the cup. It was suspended in mid air, by the silence of the crowd. I focused on the liquid. It moved in front of me and up, up, up until it was over Hallie's head. I could see the gasps and dropped jaws from my classmates. I was doing this. No one else. Me.

holy mother of zeus, another demigod. this time, she's got sass - and the hots for a certain someone. oh, and the casual gift of healing people by humming, no biggie.

{COMPLETED} "So... you'll wait for me?" "Always." Scarlett Dove; Player, Gryffindor, equivalent of Sirius Black Sirius Black; Player, Gryffindor, equivalent of Scarlett Dove Scarlett Dove and Sirius Black were very much alike. They were players, they were pranksters, and they were both friends with James, Remus, and Peter. But soon, Sirius starts to realize that his feelings for Scarlett could ruin his player status, and he doesn't know how to react to this. Scarlett soon begins to think the same thing, and becomes jealous when she sees Sirius with all his 'girlfriends'. They're the players, and they're not giving up. *I do not own Harry Potter or any artwork and/or pictures I use for covers. All credit goes to original owners.*